"Queen? Hahaha, funny, really funny. I am a traitor, who cares about the queen? That woman, believing the words of others, drove me to death, and even left my most loyal left arm and right hand in Being an overseer at Queen Kunlun's tomb made me a destiny tribe. Why should I be loyal to her? She would rather pass destiny to a cat than to our father and daughter, why should I be loyal to her? "

Chang Sun's voice was cold and his words were full of resentment.

He hated Queen Kunlun, and if it was not her, he would not have lost everything.

Fortunately, the sky has eyes and he is alive again!

He lived and the queen fell.

Yun Ling is also about to fall, and he should inherit the destiny that was once disordered. The new Kunlun will also be established by him.

He would have revenge on all those who vilified him.

He wants them to be his slaves and their descendants to be his own people.

"What the **** are you talking about? Ghost King, you ... you don't want to ..."

The pious blue Buddha was horrified.

She just felt that the ghost in front of her was a little abnormal.

"Yes, I'm going to destroy the old Kunlun site. Obey me, I will give you the strongest **** body, take you away from Kunlun, and rebuild a new Kunlun. If you disobey me, I will let you stay here forever, with The old Kunlun site is dead. "

The light of Ghost Jun's eyes changed into a faint red.

He stared at the Purple Hall in front of him.

"Mr. Grandson, you have to rebuild Kunlun. I have no objection. But you should not be affected by the curse of the eager queen. If you cannot get rid of the state of stone carving in one day, you cannot get rid of the cursing power in one day. The cursing power of the Red Moon is confused, which is why I come to you. "

In the face of Ghost King's forced vision, Zitang was calm.

"Good breath, what qualifications do you have to teach me?"

Elder Sun Jun sneered.

Around, the mental strength surged again like a raging wave.

Zitang didn't speak.

The sacred blue Buddha on the side was so horrified that he was so incapable of standing that he almost knelt.

But Zitang still stood there, motionless.

"Zitang, say something ..."

The blue Buddha felt that he was about to suffocate.

No one's mind has been so powerful.

She suspected that if Zitang went on, Chang Sunyi would kill them.

The destiny teacher and the **** teacher are only one word apart, but in reality, they are different.

In the living room, suddenly a light shone.

Sanskrit quickly appeared on the walls of the original dim living room.

Those Sanskrit texts didn't appear earlier, but at this moment, they were extremely clear.

They are big and small.

The fight is big, small but the size of a fly's head, and these are all carved out by Zitang with mental force.

In the past few days, Zitang never went out, but stayed in this room. I did not expect that so many scriptures were carved in the room.

There are Scriptures, although they are Scriptures, the religious blue Buddha of Buddhist origin did not recognize them at all.

Zitang's lips wriggled, and with his recitation, those verses were alive.

The light of the scriptures is like the scorching sun.

"this is"

The red light in his eyes was flourishing, and the elder grandson, who was killing, was full of redemption. Under the influence of these verses, the red light in his eyes quickly faded.

His eyes gradually cleared.

"These are the Prajna of Buddhism?"

The pious blue Buddha was stunned.

She has also learned several Prajna Sutras, masterpieces, sketches, Manjushri, Vajrayana, etc. These are all accessible to Buddhist disciples at the Buddha level.

But these are obviously nothing compared to these verses.

Because these verses are undoubtedly more complicated.

Although the Pious Blue Buddha admired Zitang, she kept secretly comparing herself with Zitang, but she didn't find out until today that she had no control over her.

The verses carved by Zitang in the room are much more brilliant than the ones he has mastered.

"Victorious Prajna, Prajna Prajna, Prajna Prajna, there are several Supreme Prajna Sutras of the Buddhism here, which will help you."

Zitang groaned.

"Scriptures left by the Queen ... So, what you call the Buddhism is actually left by the Queen ..."

Long Sundi could not help but sigh.

Prior to the birth of the Queen of the Red Moon, Queen Kunlun liked to study various scriptures.

She often meditates under the old Bodhi.

But at the time, these verses were not compiled into volumes.

As long as the empress was close, the grandson Sun naturally knew something.

But he did not expect that after many years, especially after the fall of the empress, he could hear these verses again.

The devout blue Buddha on the side was also shocked.

It was also the first time that she heard that these verses of the Buddhist Sect actually came from the handwriting of Queen Kunlun.

Under the repression of the scriptures, the suffocation of the elder grandson was slightly reduced.

However, he thought for a while, but sneered.

"Boy, you are very cunning and plan to use the Empress to play emotional cards. Do you think I will be fooled?"

Elder Sun Jun sneered.

The slight resentment on him once again turned bullish.

He had been wronged and suppressed for so long, how could he listen to Zitang's words and stop.

"Do you think I came to you because of Queen Kunlun? You were wrong."

Purple Church is still not panic.

"Oh?"

Chang Sun's eyes changed slightly.

Not the Queen, who is it for?

"These verses were written by the empress, so you can organize them into volumes and leave a warning to tell future generations that you can use them to help you, not Queen Kunlun, but another people."

Zitang groaned.

Not Queen Kunlun?

The eyes of the elder grandson and the pious blue Buddha are full of confusion.

"Don't ..."

The elder grandson gazed at those verses.

"The queen was in awe of every chance. At the time, she was fading. She suggested that she organize these Scriptures, and the person who personally participated in it, you also know. It is your best friend Ye Su. And I also left from the cliff of Jiudangling. It is learned from the written records that you were detained in the tomb of the empress. Before Ye Su died, she left a word and let those who got these Buddhist scriptures go to cross you. This is the last thing she can do for you. She is dead I don't believe you and betrayed Queen Kunlun. "

Zitang said, his grandson was shocked.

"Ye Su ... Ye Su ... she ... she ..."

The suffocation on Changsun's body melted quickly.

There was someone who believed him.

He hissed, but he did not know whether it was joy or sadness.

Kunlun's veins collapsed, and the temple gods of the nine temples were cursed into stone sculptures, and he was no exception.

However, they are at least alive.

But Leptin ... Leptin is gone.