Oriental net glass world.

The Medicine Forest, located in the depths of the Pure Land of Glass, is a vast area, which is formed by the fusion of the Medicine Buddha's secret realm and the Pure Land.

At this time, a sturdy monk, supporting a handsome monk, slowly walked through the medicine forest, his eyes scanning the surroundings, as if looking for something.

"Senior brother, this Phaseless Buddha's ability is not weaker than that of the World-Honored One!"

Fu Hu watched as he walked, and exclaimed: "He actually changed the speed of time in the glass world, and one day here is a year in the outside world, amazing, amazing!"

"The predecessor of the Buddha is the relics of the Medicine Buddha after the death of the Buddha of the Glass, the predecessor of the Medicine Buddha, and it is normal for the Buddha to have this achievement. ”

The dragon descended and said softly: "In fact, at their point, the cultivation of Buddhism has reached the heavens and the earth, and it is no longer something we can speculate, by the way, I have recovered, you put me down!"

"Oh!"

Fu Hu nodded, let go of the dragon descending, looked at the vast and boundless big forest with no end in sight, took a breath, and said, "Such a big forest, how can we find it?"

"It's not us, it's me!"

The dragon shook his head and said, "Senior brother, you go back to Lingshan, I can find it here." ”

"That's not good, senior brother, we are senior brothers, you are in trouble, how can you be a junior brother and leave you behind?"

Fu Hu gritted his teeth as he spoke: "Speaking of which, all of this was harmed by the demon of the Qiankun Holy Lord, who had set up a love robbery for his senior brother in the secret realm......

"Senior brother, don't be angry, since I have encountered it, it means that there should be such a catastrophe in fate, and I can't hide it. ”

The dragon descended and sighed: "You go back and tell the World Venerable that if I sink in this life, ask him to declare the Three Realms - expel me from the Spirit Mountain, so as not to damage the reputation of the Buddha Sect." ”

"Senior brother—"

Fu Hu exclaimed.

"Amitabha, go, go!"

The dragon folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name, turned away, and no longer looked at Fuhu.

Fu Hu snorted a few times, but the dragon just shook his head lightly, refusing to turn around to look at him, Fu Hu was helpless, and finally could only leave with an unbearable face.

After Fu Hu left, the dragon descended and stood alone for a long time, his figure was gloomy and lonely, and finally took his heavy steps, walking step by step towards the depths of the Medicine Master Forest.

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"The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to its promises - it lives up to it!"

Wuxiang sat on the Qibao Golden Lotus Platform, and suddenly his expression was complicated, and he recited two poems from the memory of Mu Changsheng.

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This golden dragon of national fortune is the desire of the people, and tens of thousands of people all over the world return to their hearts, and how strong the golden dragon of luck is can be imagined.

Only when a country's luck decays and it is difficult to deter demons will demons appear.

Exactly: the kingdom is about to perish, and demons will be born!

However, at present, the Tang Dynasty has only reached the second generation of emperors, and it is still Li Shimin, the eternal monarch, which also makes the national fortunes of the Tang Dynasty strong to the peak.

After the patriarch gave birth to the lower realm, he restored his deity, and continued to suppress the body and spirit of the Emperor of the Destiny in the Qiankun Fan, but the Book of Fate and the Pen of Changing Destiny fell into his hands.

Then he transformed into an old man, with an illusory figure, ignoring the heavy walls in front of him, and strode towards the palace.

Airplanes!

Above the imperial city, the golden dragon of luck suddenly lowered its head, and two golden rays of light fell towards it.

"What do you see, Lao Dao is the national teacher who was personally enshrined by your emperor!"

Mu Changsheng stopped and looked up at the golden dragon, and said, "Look at the old way again, I have picked your skin." ”

Although these dragons of national fortune are powerful and intelligent, they are also very sad, because with every dynasty they die.

Being born because of the country, and dying because of the destruction of the country, this is the fate that they cannot escape.

"Aang!"

The golden dragon let out a long groan, and sure enough, he deftly shifted his gaze.

Mu Changsheng walked straight in one direction of the palace, and after a short time, he turned to his National Teacher's Academy.

The National Normal Academy is as quiet as ever, and Wu Meiniang leads two palace maids in the courtyard, talking and laughing in the garden of the courtyard, pruning the flowers and plants in the garden.

I haven't seen her for fourteen years, and a sixteen-year-old girl in the past has become a beautiful woman.

Phoenix eyes and willow eyebrows, white skin is better than snow, flower and moon appearance, beautiful nature, with a shallow smile on her face, and the clothes of an ordinary female official are on her body, but her body looks a little thin and slender from a distance.

As for why he was thin and slender, Mu Changsheng couldn't have understood it in his heart.

"Martial artists, you don't have to come tomorrow. ”

The shepherd walked over and said, "When you're done with today, you can take these two girls back!"

At the beginning, he left Wu Meiniang behind in order to prevent her from going out and falling into the palace struggle, becoming a cruel and ruthless generation of empresses, and also a generation of female tyrants.

But he now understands that some special people and specific things in the operation of the Heavenly Dao cannot be changed.

"National Teacher!"

The two palace maids hurriedly bowed, and Wu Meiniang also hurriedly saluted and said hurriedly: "Why?"

"Everything is predestined!"

Mu Changsheng shook his head and said, "Old Dao has stayed in the mortal world for too long, now it's time to leave, and I will go to bid farewell to Your Majesty today." ”

After saying that, he turned around and came to the front of the main hall, pushed open the door and walked in.

Looking at the back of Mu Changsheng pushing the door in, Wu Meiniang's face in the garden changed, and finally gritted her teeth, as if she had made a decision.

In the main hall, one of his doppelgangers sat here, and the dust in the crook of the shepherd's arm was swept away, and the doppelganger turned into a little golden light and flew into the center of his eyebrows.

At the beginning, after he left, Yuan Shoucheng first changed into his appearance and guarded here, and then when Wanling City was in danger, Yuan Shoucheng rushed to it, and he didn't come back, so he sent his own doppelganger.

Mu Changsheng absorbed the memories in this doppelganger and learned that Li Shimin had also been here in recent years.

However, over the years, Li Shimin has become obsessed with practicing his innate pure yang skills, except for the time spent outside the court every day, the reason is ridiculous.

Once, he took the crown prince and Li Zhi out of the palace on a parade, and on the way he encountered an elaborate assassination of him by the remnants of the previous dynasty, and those assassins were all outstanding martial artists in the rivers and lakes, and the guards around him suffered heavy casualties.

When those assassins came to his side, Li Shimin made a brazen move, fighting more than a dozen masters in the rivers and lakes with one person and one sword, and finally exchanged the price of minor injuries for the total destruction of the assassins.

After this incident, Li Shimin completely tasted the benefits of Mu Changsheng's teaching of martial arts, and began to practice martial arts more diligently, almost becoming a martial arts idiot.

"Yes, an emperor has become a martial arts master, and his identity is reversed......"

Mu Changsheng couldn't cry or laugh a little: "In the future, when you leave the palace, it is not your subordinates who protect the emperor, but the emperor who protects his subordinates." ”

The innate pure yang skill he passed on to Li Shimin can be regarded as a peerless martial art in this world, except for the method of cultivating immortals.