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The footsteps gradually drifted away, but the elders did not rest. He went to the ground and looked at the sky, an unknown star.

That star is getting brighter and brighter.

That star is the dead Sirius.

I don't know when it started, the power of the star is getting stronger.

Even the starlight of the stars of the entire sky is swallowed up by it.

And this star, in the end symbolizes who, the elders have never speculated.

Fang Cai, the elders did not tell the night north, the most serious scar in front of him was from the time when the star was deduced.

"Is it a blessing or a curse? Is it a man or a woman... Brother, what if you are, what will you do?"

The elders sighed, and the man stood as if he had settled in, and he had not moved for a long time.

The night is as cool as water.

The stars are mottled, and countless stars, like jade belts, span the entire sky.

In a Zen dress, Ji Rumo also watched the sky at night.

In addition to the vastness of the earth, on the thirty-three days, there is a similar effect, and there is a vast expanse of the boundless sea of stars.

"That star..."

Ji Rumo's eyelids moved slightly, and saw the horizon, there is a newborn young star.

The land of the heavens, the heavens are also good, all from the power of the stars.

Ji Rumo joined the Buddha for centuries and observed the sky for many years. It was the first time that the young star was discovered.

He said that he wanted to count, and he heard a voice in his mind.

"If you are ink, come quickly."

The voice is from one of the ancient Buddhas.

Ji Rumo had to look at the young star, put down his hand, and got up and went to the ancient Buddha.

In front of a mao, a few bushes of thin bamboo, a white jade flower with a good growth.

The flowers blossomed with lingering fragrance, and occasionally a jade, fell to the branches, and landed on a green tuft.

On the blue-colored futon, there is no one, just waiting for visitors.

There are no people around, but there seems to be a Sanskrit.

Ji Rumo stepped forward and sat in front of the futon.

He glanced at the jade flower, picked it up and hid it between the sleeves.

"The disciple came to see him as ink."

"If you look at the sky, you can see that something big will happen in thirty-three days."

The ancient Buddha did not show up, but his voice was repeated everywhere.

"The disciple is ignorant and has never been discovered."

Ji Ru Mo Mei Yu, there is no difference.

The secret can not be snooped. Before joining the Buddha, Ji Rumo was a prophet who could calculate the world.

After joining the Buddha, he knew that the secret can not be revealed, and the children of the Buddha can not interfere in the world.

To this end, even if the prophet is like him, he will not peek into the secret of the world.

It stands to reason that some of the ancient Buddhas of the Buddhism thought so, but I don't know why today, why would he suddenly pass him to ask questions.

Ji Rumo thought in his heart, but his face was like a wave without a wave.

"In the thirty-three days, the light collar, the Tianhe River is about to fall. You quickly rushed to the Guangming collar to explore the birthplace of the new river."

The ancient Buddha ordered that Ji Rumo was slightly surprised.

The bright collar is one of the thirty-three, and there is a bright emperor sitting in the town.

In the past thirty-three days, there have been distant transmissions. In the ninety-nine places, there are seals in the world, and the seals are made out, and the heavens and the earth are discolored.

The old days have fallen, and the new land has soared, which means that there should be thirty-three days of territory, but I did not expect that the new master has not yet soared, and the bright collar has already fallen into disarray.

Feng Tianling... The ninety-nine places of the new flying will be spent in the end, Ji Rumo's heart is faint.

"If there is something in the ink, it is unknown."

Although it has already been ordered, Ji Rumo still hesitated, and did not act immediately.

"But ask no problem."

The voice of the ancient Buddha is empty and ubiquitous.

"The Buddha has always been ignorant of the world, why is this time..."

Ji Rumo hesitated.

These ancient Buddhas of Buddhism are all people from outside the world, and they are rarely born.

The bright collar is degraded. Although it is a major event, the Buddha and the Guangming collar have no friendship. It is reasonable to say that they should not intervene.

As for the place where the new river is born, although it is important, it can only be born in the new thirty-three days. Unless the field of the new day will affect the existence of the Buddha, the ancient Buddha has no reason to intervene.

"What you think in your heart is the worry of my Buddha."

The ancient Buddha answered with a word, but let Ji Rumo feel a shock.

On the day when the new birth was born, instead of the falling of the bright collar, the place in the ninety-nine places that soared would affect the Buddha.

How can this be?

In the past few thousand years, the people and forces that have been soaring in the air have not been in the minority, but have never seen a party or a person, affecting the existence of the Buddha.

"If the ink leads."

Ji Rumo listened, and when he was decapitated, he wanted to get up and leave.

"Remember, once the new river appears, I will report it."

The voice of the ancient Buddha is still echoing behind him.

Ji Rumo beheaded and walked away.

After leaving the land of the ancient Buddha, Ji Rumo discovered that his Zen clothes had been wet.

It was irrigated by the wind and the back was cool.

Ji Rumo can't help but smile. How many years have he been, it has not been as simple as today.

Flying, I don't think so soon.

It's just that the seal of the scent of the world's eyes is still safe.

Xiaoyue month, can you still be safe?

Ji Rumo thought, but he heard a faint aroma coming behind him.

He suddenly returned to God and looked back.

But I saw a beautiful person, who came slowly from afar.

Ji Ru ink mouth, do not feel up, the eyes of the disciples, there are few face changes, but it is a bit more smiles.

His long legs and a cross have already arrived in front of people.

The beautiful woman wears a white zen dress, but there is another golden Buddha's seal on the eyebrow. The face is not powdered, but it is like a jade plate, beautiful and beautiful, with a beaded lip, which makes people look at the world for a while. What is the age of the present?

"Clouds."

The voice and hustle of Ji Rumo, like the spring breeze in April, gently licked the willow branches, unconscious, and a good spring.

Yunxiao looked up and saw his friend Ji Rumo standing in front.

She picked up two pear vortexs in her mouth and smiled.

"Rumo, I haven't seen you for a long time."

There were several Buddhist disciples who passed by and saw the two men.

Yunxiao and Ji Rumo, both of whom are famous figures of the Buddha.

In terms of identity, Ji Rumo is even better. He is the Buddha of the Buddha.

As for Yunxiao, it's just that she just joined the Buddha. So she was deeply attached to the Buddhist scriptures. She was the leader in several Buddhist and Taoist studies, and she became famous in the Buddha.

These two people are the characters on the top of the wind, but they are cold and temperamental. They have seen Buddhist disciples on weekdays.

Unexpectedly, the two were actually old friends.

Ji Rumo saw the cloud and did not dye the powder. When the plain clothes appeared to be a thin man, he quietly took out the jade in the robes, not on the hair of the cloud.