My Past Life Simulator Chapter 494

  Chapter 494 493 [It turned out to be an older late-born baby]

  He Zhao was flicking his possession tricks like beans pouring beans from a bamboo tube, crackling out all his little things, when a deafening voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

   "From then on, my name is: Mahayana!"

   Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be the murmurs of thousands of people in my ears. And, gradually changed from shallow singing to high-pitched cheers, as if to welcome the birth of "God".

   Moreover, the sound lingers in my ears for a long time, and it always returns to my ears, and it doesn't stop and doesn't disappear, which is very annoying.

   "The magic sound fills your ears."

   "Look, the Buddha is born."

  Possessed with a slight smile, the gloomy expression on his face was even a bit dim, and it became a little sunny?

   What the hell!

  Wait a minute, it was originally a creepy?

   Oh, that's all right.

   "Mahayana, the name is quite impressive."

  大, contains the meaning of vast, lofty and immeasurable. Riding, a chariot of four horses is riding, like a country of thousands of rides. Mahayana is an infinite vehicle that can carry and liberate all sentient beings.

  In Buddhism, it can achieve the same wisdom as the Buddha.

"Ok?"

  The next second, he sensed something was wrong.

  The Buddha son of the highland witch, named Mahayana.

   "Buddha son, Mahayana."

   Grass (a type of plant)!

   "Mahayana Buddha?"

  He looked like he had dug out a big melon, and his eyes showed incredible color.

   Mahayana, which has been raging for hundreds of years, was founded by the Buddha who was born in the ghost lake?

   "Mahayana Buddha, a good name. You can suggest Buddhas to call themselves Mahayana Buddha in the future."

  Possessed and strange also heard him talking to himself, and couldn't help nodding in his heart to accept it.

  Buddhist son is Buddha son after all, and he is a little shorter for no reason. No matter what you do, you have to have your own name. It sounds at least not weaker than Bodhisattva and Buddha.

  Ruthless Zhao heard what it said, and was completely speechless. He didn't know what to say. The co-author of the Mahayana teaching and the Mahayana Buddha all came about because of me?

   One person and one ghost are obviously not chatting in the same channel, but they happen to chat together. The thick dark clouds in the sky are darker in color, like the end of a natural disaster.

   "Boom, boom."

  Among the clouds, a huge lightning bolt struck down.

  Like tens of thousands of thunder snakes the thickness of a bucket, they gathered together and spewed out together. They intertwined with each other and intertwined to form a larger dry thunder that could be called a prehistoric titanic python.

  At that moment, the eyes of those who looked directly at it were all white, resulting in temporary blindness.

   It can be seen from this that how powerful the thunder and lightning are, and how angry they are at the birth of the Mahayana Buddha.

  Heaven wants to destroy it!

  However, the thunder and lightning that pierces the sky and the earth cannot solve all problems. At least the Mahayana Buddha has the means to deal with it. Otherwise, he will choose to be born and be struck by lightning?

  The blood-colored magic subduing pestle that had previously resisted two strikes from lightning fell into the hands of the handsome Mahayana Buddha with lightning speed.

  He lifts up high, and a great deal of lightning strikes down.

   "Boom!"

  All the destroying thunders were subdued by the demon pestle.

  It itself has the magical power to eliminate all its sins, not to mention it is a macaque reincarnated by a god, and it is held during practice.

  Even though it is just a magic weapon, its level, quality, and supernatural powers are far superior to ordinary magic weapons by hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of times.

  If the macaque became a Buddha at the beginning, the magic pestle in the hands of the Mahayana Buddha would have become a tool for attaining enlightenment. After being passed down through the ages, many legends have been born.

  For example, the wisdom sword in the hands of Bodhisattva Dazhi Manjushri, the vajra pestle in the hands of Bodhisattva Daxing Samantabhadra, the clean bottle of Bodhisattva Avalokiteshvara, the tin staff of Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha and so on.

  Furthermore, blackening is ten times stronger, and whitewashing is three points weaker.

  The macaque's demon pestle turned the black-haired savage with evil thoughts from white to black, and it was more than ten times stronger than before.

  It's nothing more than thunder from the sky, how can a few more waves help him?

  Even if it lasts three days and three nights, taking a breath is considered a Mahayana Buddha's loss.

  He Zhao was not at all surprised that Tianlei couldn't help the Buddha son born by the witch. As long as it has some effect, Mahayana will not be dead but not dead after more than three hundred years.

   Having said that, he is personally a little curious about how the Bufa Temple eliminated the Mahayana Buddha.

   Even, dismember it.

  Don't forget, there is also a jar containing the head of Mahayana Buddha in his house!

   "Bufa Temple is so unpredictable."

   "Bufa Temple? Unfathomable?"

   Possessed by rumors, dismissively smiled, when did your eyes go blind.

   "Now that the Buddha is born, the Bufa Temple you are talking about, ha ha."

  Everything is kept silent, and it is obvious that they will suffer crazy revenge.

   Not only the Bufa Temple, but also the temples on the twelve unmoving nails are not immune.

  And the Daxueshan orthodoxy of Bodhisattva, the instigator, will also be implicated by the hatred that has lasted for thousands of years.

  On the other side, all the thunder had dissipated, and the sky was densely covered with thick dark clouds, which dissipated at the same time, coming and going quickly.

  The dark night, which can't be seen, turns into a dark tone, slightly gloomy.

   It seems that it is because the Buddha who should not be born has not been eliminated, and I feel a little melancholy.

  Mahayana Buddha looked at the dissipating black clouds in the sky, and couldn't help laughing presumptuously and wildly. With the laughter, drops of golden blood slowly overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his face became paler, as if he was seriously ill.

  Without him, no one can conceive for thousands of years. Under the premise of long-term malnutrition, the power just born can't reach the sky.

  Don't look at him easily resisting the thunder, in fact, he was also damaged.

   "Huh—"

  Mahayana Buddha took a deep breath, and saw the surrounding dry lake, silt, bones, as if time accelerated.

  In a blink of an eye, it was obviously a piece of fertile land, which gradually turned yellow into fine grains. After a while, a desert replaced the ghost lake.

   More than that, the scope of the desert is slowly expanding.

  The knee-high snow melted away.

  The ground under the snow, as if losing nutrients, slowly, slowly, slowly turned into a desert.

  One meter, two meters, three meters.

  One mile, two mile, three mile.

  One hundred miles, five hundred miles, one thousand miles, it just ends.

  During the period, as desertification spread outward, any fertile grasslands, lakes, trees, and even animals and humans, one plant counted as one plant, and one plant counted as one, and all of them disappeared.

  Grasslands and trees die, lakes and water streams dry up, animals and human beings wither away, leaving mummies with empty eyes looking at the sky in the desert.

  The legendary drought man is not as scary as him, at most they are barren and barren. The Mahayana Buddha went straight to the desert for thousands of miles with one breath, leaving no humans or animals behind.

  Not to mention that in the future, Bofa Temple will dismember him, chop him into meat sauce and make dumplings, which are minor punishments and major commandments, so be merciful.

  The ruthless Zhao who witnessed everything the whole time did not know what to do.

  Nima, the co-author of the only desert in the plateau area, was created by the evil boy!

   "Hu Ling, follow me."

  The voice fell, and the Mahayana Buddha stepped forward with one foot.

  The next moment, there was one more person in front of He Zhao.

   With sword-browed and star-eyed face, about 1.8 meters tall, he exudes a peaceful temperament from top to bottom.

  Slightly apprehensive, the other party didn't wear clothes, and he didn't have the slightest sense of shame.

   No need to guess, it must be the son of the witch—Mahayana.

   Be good, no wonder the Mahayana religion can develop. Anyone who sees this skin will not feel good about it. It is estimated that others will never imagine that he is a villain.

   "A good physical body is really rare among human beings. A mere beginner in cultivation can polish his body to such a perfect level."

  He rolled his eyes, I need you to praise me!

   "Mahayana Buddha, Master Hu Ling."

   Possessing the body and seeing the Buddha coming, he hurriedly flattered him.

   "Boom!" "Boom!"

  As for the invisible cunning of the same camp, they still persevere in their attacks.

   "Stop."

  For a split second, Ruthless Zhao seemed to see that the invisible and intangible monster was bound in the air by Mahayana, unable to move.

   "Mahayana Buddha, good name."

  Then, the one surnamed He continued to roll his eyes.

   Never expected that Gui could be so shameless.

   Not only flattering, but also stealing my words.

   "Hu Ling, what do you think of his physical body? If you are not satisfied, find another one. There are more than 3 million people in the plateau, enough to find a physical body that satisfies you and me."

  The famous ruthless person is full of question marks, why the more I listen to you, the colder I feel.

  Co-authored, previously praised the flesh body, waiting here for Lao Tzu!

  Have I agreed?

  Of course, it doesn't matter whether he agrees or not.

  The important thing is that the Mahayana Buddha thought it was good, and now the invisible and intangible Hu Ling just needs to nod.

"You also think it's good? It's a pity that you are a man? Oh, I have been with you for thousands of years, and I just know you are a woman?" He was very surprised. The spirit of the lake is similar to a god, but it is not a god, but has the characteristics of a god, and it has a gender. points.

   "It doesn't matter, so what about a man. I just need to use some means to transform his body into a woman." Mahayana Buddha's next words made someone's crotch chill.

   Abnormal!

  I think he congratulates someone who has gone through countless simulated worlds, pulled the wool of the ancient gods (more than once), and the wool of the evil gods (also more than once), and has never seen such an arrogant person.

  Have you never been plucked by someone?

  Believe it or not, I'll wipe you out in minutes.

   "It doesn't take much effort, it's just changing from male to female. Besides, if you hadn't continued to provide me with nutrients for thousands of years, I wouldn't be able to persist today, let alone break through the ground."

  Accompanied by the words of the Mahayana Buddha, a certain Lang Mie looked at Possession Gui, meaning—tell me!

   "Hehe, there's nothing you can't say."

   Seeing this, the desire to confide in the big talk can't be held back.

   "The spirit of the lake is the spirit born in the ghost lake, and it is also the spirit of the goddess's womb. Because the La'ang wrong water was originally transformed by the amniotic fluid of the goddess.

   In other words, in a sense, Hu Ling is the second mother of Lord Buddha. Of course, I have to admit that before this, I always thought that Lord Hu Ling was genderless, even though she was called mother. "

   Mahayana Buddha did not stop the news from the possessed ghost.

  In his view, the person surnamed He is doomed to die today. Whether the other party knows it or not, what change can it make?

   At most, it would waste a little time, but He does need time to recover his state, otherwise, dragging his injuries and stiffening, it will be no good except to make things worse.

   "The macaque's magic pestle is not only to suppress the Mahayana Buddha, so that it cannot be born. Similarly, the source of its power is also the Mahayana Buddha. Under the double consumption, there is no choice but to die young.

  It's just that Shannian Yedi never expected that because of Goddess' expectations for offspring, spirituality was born in the womb, and the amniotic fluid turned into Laang Tso Lake.

  During this period, anyone who came to the shore to drink water was manipulated and became the nourishment of the Mahayana Buddha, barely maintaining the state of gestation. Speaking of which, thanks to your landing from the iron bird, otherwise the Mahayana Buddha would not be able to receive a small amount of nutrients, thus accumulating the power to break through the ground.

  Shannian Yedi never imagined that, driven by its efforts, there would be people falling from the sky in Laon, where no one dared to come for nearly a thousand years. "

  The voice of possessing the sly words fell, and He Zhao seemed to have suddenly realized.

   "It turns out that you are a malnourished older late-born baby!"

   Mahayana Buddha: "."

  Hu Ling: "."

   Possession: "."

  Although it doesn't sound very nice, but logically speaking, it's been a few thousand years without being born, isn't it an older late-born baby? There's nothing wrong with what you say.

  He exhaled deeply, calmed himself down, smiled slightly, and teased slightly.

   "Thank you for your help."

   "You're welcome, you Xie Nima! We are just purely unlucky, and we didn't send it to our door on purpose."

  For a while, the Mahayana Buddha was a little confused, whether the other party really didn't care, or was he swearing secretly.

   After all, He was just born not long ago. Even though he knew it from birth, he still has little understanding of the yin and yang of human beings, and has not yet studied it.

   "Speaking of which, how does the spirit of the lake control humans? Is it really like the legend, as long as you drink the lake water, you will die in hell?"

"Anyone who drinks the water from the lake is the offspring of the spirit of the lake. What did your mother tell you to do? Do you want to resist as a son?" Possessed monsters understood what he was referring to, didn't they just want to ask it to make panic in the first place? Is the story true or false?

   "Understood, the lake water is the medium."

  He Zhao nodded thoughtfully, he knew almost everything he should know, and he should be able to fight them next time he came.

  That's right, when the Mahayana Buddha said that Liang Zi of the two parties would transform him into a woman, they were very close!

   Either you die or I die. There is no second solution.

   "You don't seem scared."

   Facing Mahayana Buddha's question, he stretched out his right arm and clenched his fist at him.

   Then, pop out a middle finger.

  One Buddha, one trick, and one spirit, all stunned.

   I don't understand what it means.

  Of course, they couldn't comprehend the general gestures of the heavens, but they were furious the next moment.

   Nothing else, someone silently mouthed a curse word.

   "Grass mud horse!"

"Humph-"

  The three guys were furious, and then they were ready to do it.

  It is definitely not daring to set down one's bones and raise ashes. After finally obtaining a perfect body, how can one be willing to waste it.

  He wants to let the human beings who dare to scold their mothers watch themselves become women little by little.

   I have to say that the Mahayana Buddha is also very cautious.

   "Wait a minute, I have something to say."

  Buddha, Gui, and Ling stopped at the same time. After looking at each other, they decided not to make a move for the time being, but to see what the other party had to say.

   "Let me tell you the truth. My surname is He and my name is Zhao. People in the world call me Langmi. In addition, I have a narrow-minded personality, and a thief holds grudges. If you offend me, you will definitely be disturbed, and the whole family will go to heaven."

   Possessed and treacherous: "???"

   Didn't you say this last time?

   "Tough mouth."

  After saying that, he wanted to catch him with his hands, so that the surname He could understand what cruelty and narrow-mindedness are.

   As a result, two words rang in my ears.

   "Rewind!"

  The world suddenly came to a standstill, Buddha, ghost, and spirit all paused, and then the surrounding scenery quickly reversed.

  Apocalyptic world, snowflakes flying upwards, planes that were broken into several pieces and restored to whole, colorful passages.

  In the secret room where the man in the suit changed positions, someone held three Gabala spirit bone rosary beads, and the time displayed on the mobile phone—【12:00:10】.

   "Mahayana Buddha, the two of us have formed a bridge. You wait for me, and I must turn you into a Mahayana nun."

  (end of this chapter)

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