It happened that Fang Aquan was fascinated, and Emperor Zhenwu made a soft sound, and then his eyes swept towards Fang Aquan like a hook.

Fang Quan's heart was shocked, pounding, and even faintly felt that Emperor Zhenwu's sharp eyes glanced up and down on him for a while, and then walked away as if nothing had happened.

Now he is traveling through thousands of years and then peeping at that scene, but at that moment, Emperor Zhenwu's eyes made Fang Quan's heart a little confused. He felt that Emperor Zhenwu appeared in front of him, and that dark eyes seemed to have endless words and words.

Fang Quan's heart was shocked. They crossed the river for a long time. Even if they just took a quick look, they all seemed to be looking back on the past years. Emperor Zhenwu's behavior shocked Fang Quan. We should know that Fang Quan's deeds in his previous life moved the divine world, and he did not do it terrible.

Fang Aquan was still standing in the corner, silently watching Taoist Zhenwu and the strange monk standing outside Taoist.

Emperor Zhenwu sighed, did his own thing, then picked up his robe and walked out.

When one of his feet had just stepped out of Taoism, a gentle voice rang behind him, forcing him to stop moving forward.

"There are thousands of streets here. Why don't you dedicate yourself to the practice of dealing with your own disasters and choose to go to the world?"

The monk said with a smile.

“There are so many choices in life that when I miss it, no one can stop me, even myself.”

Zhenwu replied with a smile.

"You don't know how much energy this old Taoist sect has put in. Are you willing?"

He shook his head. "There are many things in the world that I have to do for my inner persistence." I walk between heaven and earth. Although I need me here, the outside world needs me even more. We are all at the beginning of a turbulent disaster. We are all at the beginning of a disaster. This is inevitable. Maybe thousands of years later, we all disappear, but others will still appear.

He spoke very surely, as if he knew the future.

Who are you talking about is Buddha and who is Tao. This is hard to say, let alone, it runs contrary to the sky.

At this time, the monk's handsome face rarely showed any dignity.

"This is the case with heaven, but at least I am willing to go against heaven and live my true self." Even if life stops me, I will not stop moving forward.

The disaster in this world is more serious than they thought. Perhaps a person with all his skills is just a drop in the ocean of disaster.

Emperor Zhenwu quietly stared at the Bodhi bead in the monk's hand and said, "I think your bead is very good."

The monk smiled. His words were very clear about the meaning of Emperor Zhenwu. Then, he grabbed a Bodhi bead with his slender fingers and threw it out in front of Daoda. At this time, a crisp sound of trees growing came from him, and a tall Bodhi tree grew out.

Zhenwu smiled, and then stepped out again.

The monk sighed, and didn't remember it. He turned around and returned to the room. He was holding a wooden fish in his hand, and a dragon head. The Tao Guanqing lamp on Xu Jian suddenly lit up. The monk's face was illuminated. There was no joy or sadness. A long and crisp beautiful Buddha sound came out...

Emperor Zhengwu walked far away and did not hear him talking in his empty vision. The monk whispered softly: "? Buddha is empty, why are you limited to this world?"

At this time, Fang Quan was in a daze and was already standing in the Taoist temple. However, the Taoist temple was even more dilapidated than before. The statue of Emperor Zhenwu collapsed halfway, and the colors he drew with his own hands faded one by one.

Thousands of years ago, the scene Fang Aquan just saw was just a projection. Emperor Zhenwu has been away from here for thousands of years and has never come back. Taoist views and the Bodhi tree planted by monks themselves are just to suppress an ancient powerful man from the Huangquan River in the future.

The Bodhi tree in front of the front door has a decadent meaning.

Everything seemed to be arranged. It had rained for thousands of years and had been wandering around for thousands of years. But at this time, the scenery was old, but people were different. Fang Aquan stood here and suddenly felt a different feeling in his heart.

He raised his head and looked at the huge clay statue. It had a face in the lower half, but with a sense of indignation and self-esteem, pressing the other side of the world between dignity and dignity.

At this time, he ran silently, and then an inexplicable breath appeared from him.

Fang Quan looked serious and a little awe. Then, he sat on his crossed knees and listened carefully as a student.

A few days later, Fang Aquan looked at the Zhenwu statue in front of him, like a clay sculpture.

A man, a sword, a sculpture, God's heart, don't lose three lamps.

Time itself.

After Fang Aquan left, a charming woman stood by the fence of Taohua Creek. She didn't know why. She always looked at Fang Quan with bright eyes, but she just looked so far.

Perhaps, Fang Quan's back reminded her of the romantic young man who left here more than 20 years ago.

Fang Aquan left here, but did not continue to walk south, but returned here along the same path. At this time, Fang Quan felt very anxious and had not much time left. After the spring rain stinged, the subordinates of the Heavenly King poured out like five poisons. At this time, he was called the weak. In the eyes of those people, he had not counted the final threat.

After arriving in Liuzhou City, Fang Aquan returned to the entrance of the small world.

It has to be said that Liu Ruoyan's efficiency is very efficient. During these days, she obtained the right to use the land and urgently built a high-end villa to take shape.

When Fang Aquan left, he deliberately closed the door to avoid being discovered.

At this time, he came here. The machines on the construction site resonated very noisy and the construction workers were working in an orderly manner.

It was getting dark and many workers were about to get off work. He stood quietly from a distance and looked. He didn't want others to see him here, so he chose to go to the small world at night.

Soon, the resonance of the machine suddenly stopped, and the sky and the earth restored their purity.

Fang Quan frowned. The workers changed shifts after a while. But at this time, all the machines on the construction site stopped. Obviously, there were some problems.

A noisy sound came from the front, and soon a group of people gathered together, three floors inside and three floors outside, and a sound came from time to time.

Fang Aquan stood up and walked towards the crowd.

"Stop, who asked you to work here?"

In the center of the crowd stood two men, one wearing sunglasses, one with a brand name, an arrogant look, and the other in a black suit. He looked at the workers around him coldly and indifferently.

One is the attitude of the children of a wealthy family, and the other is the attitude of the monks. The monks practiced in the middle of the spiritual light period. Their impulse is in sharp contrast to the gray-faced workers around them.

At this moment, the crowd quietly separated. A short middle-aged man walked out, wearing an orange helmet on his head and a pair of thick glasses on his nose. He was the contractor here.

The man flattered, "Ding Dazhao, what wind has blown you?"

"What kind of wind?" Haha".

The man named Ding Dazhao sneered, and did not look at the contractor, and then he shouted: "Why am I here?" Don't you know yet!" This is my chassis, the land under your feet is mine."
Chapter completed!