"The world worships the imperial power, and all living creatures kneel to me."
[Damp and abstinent Buddha attack] & [Crazy criticism of the down-and-out prince]
There are three thousand worlds in one mote of dust, eighty thousand springs in half an instant
The polar night is beginning to fade, the sky and the earth are dim, and everything is beginning to recover.
Lu Ming, the eighth prince of the Xuantian Kingdom, went north under a secret order to escort a mysterious man wearing a hood and an iron chain to the far north.
Unexpectedly, he was assassinated halfway through the journey. The mysterious man was beheaded by the assassin. The head wrapped in a hood rolled down to the feet of Lu Ming, who was fighting bloody battles.
The guards were defeated. In a panic, Lu Ming grabbed his hood and fled into a ruined temple in the wilderness. Dust flew into the ruins of the temple, and Lu Ming, dragging his badly injured and bleeding body, leaned against the rusty altar and waited for death.
When he was dying, a monk with beautiful bones and pure Zen walked in. He turned his Buddha beads, closed his eyes slightly, opened his red lips and recited something silently, but did not say anything in the solitary lamp with his charming eyes.
Lu Ming raised his eyelids with difficulty, "Who are you?"
The jade-faced young monk lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.
Lu Ming used his last bit of clarity and strength to pull out the dagger and headed straight for the Jade Monk.
The enchanting Buddha simply turned sideways and restrained the seriously injured Lu Ming in a few moves. Lu Ming fell heavily to the ground, and his cheek was stepped on by the opponent, unable to move.
While struggling, he watched helplessly as the mute monk leaned down and picked up the hooded head.
With a flick of his wrist, a head that looked exactly like Lu Ming rolled to the ground.
A bolt of lightning happened to strike outside the temple, and two Lu Ming looked at each other.
"Amitabha is a poor monk and has no way."
————The boat is rowing, and the scenery is sparse for thousands of miles————
"Little monk, my name is Changsheng."
"The donor smells too strong, it's time to take a bath."
"..."
"Xiao Wu? Adao? What do you want me to call you?"
"Just call the poor monk God."
"Okay Adao."
"Amitabha, immortal, the poor monk wants your heart."
"Adao~ My heart has been with you for a long time~"
"What the poor monk wants is his bloody heart and immortality. Dig it out and give it to me!"
"Your father's surname is Lu, you are the eighth oldest child, and your mother and concubine died at the foot of Mount Huan, right?"
"Since you know my identity, why don't you kneel down?"
"You hate this identity. Because of this identity, you were secretly sent to an extremely cold place by the man on the dragon throne, right or wrong?"
"So what? Can't I stand in front of you properly right now?"
"The human head under the ancient Buddha is the real deer."
"Who are you anyway?"
"A poor monk, without means."
————The sky has just begun to break, but the shower has not stopped————
WudaoChi Xiangzi(Attack)
The jade-faced Buddha, the flower-faced demon monk, and the pink-faced monk meditate.
The dank male ghost is arrogant and arrogant.
He has a receptive face and does nothing but attack.
"Amitabha, you are so good, please pull out his tongue for me!"
"This Buddha is the master of all things in this world."
"Amitabha, Immortal, the time has come for you to die."
LongevityDeer Ming(receive)
The Eighth Prince of Xuantian Kingdom (I don't know if it's true or not)
Crazy and crazy dogs, divided and violently moody.
He has an aggressive face and a stable identity.
"Ignorance? Is it the heaven and the earth, or the human heart?"
"Adao, look quickly and see if I have a fire boil on my butt."
"You mean the martial artist who called you a devil? Oh~ I killed him conveniently."
Chi Xiangzi: "I am born from you and will die from me."
"Main Attack 1v1 Double Clean HE"
###Lightning protection Lightning protection:
1. The attack and reception of this article are equal. Read the attack and control with caution.
2. The early attack is very rough, of course you can't bear it without giving in too much ε-(´∀｀; )
I really want to write this joke haha
(｡ì _ í｡)
Intention: Don't follow the customs, don't have any illusions
