The first thousand five hundred and fifty-three chapters of the unfortunate Buddha's useless efforts
After a while, a bamboo raft drove out of the reed marsh and saw a beautiful girl holding the bamboo raft and asking at him, "Hey, did you fall from the sky just now?" The sound was like a sing of an oriole, and her tone was full of curiosity.
A strange look appeared on Xin Han's face, and after thinking about it, he said, "Please, I want to be quiet!"
The girl chuckled: "Who is Jingjing?"
Just like when I first met, even the lines were exactly the same. If I weren't the beautiful and weird Fairy Zixia, who could there be?
"I'm Xin Han, can I carry me all the way? You and I are both immortals. It's better to walk together than to be lonely on the journey?"
"God?" Zixia looked at Xin Han's feet stepping on the water, blinked her big eyes and asked.
"Yes, I am so handsome and elegant, how could I not be an immortal? And I am the strongest among the immortals!"
"I don't know if you are the strongest immortal. I only know that you are the most arrogant and boastful immortal I have ever seen!" Zixia said with a look of disbelief and said:
"It's okay to let you get on the boat, and it's okay to walk with you together, but you can try to draw this sword first!"
Xin Han stepped down and landed on the boat: "No need to try, I can't pull it out!"
"How do you know that you haven't tried it?" Zixia curled her lips, took off the sword on her waist and threw it over.
Xin Hanxin said why I haven't tried it. I once tried it back then, but it would be better to let this girl see it, so I gave up. I grabbed it with my left hand, pinched the hilt of the sword with three fingers with my right hand, and gently exerted force.
Only a "buzzing" sound was heard, and the purple green sword was actually pulled by him... unsheathed!
The situation of Xiami? Xin Han clearly remembered that he couldn't pull out the sword himself, but what was going on in front of him?
Zixia looked surprised: "That's great. Xin Han, my name is Zixia. I once swear that anyone who wants to pull out my Ziqing Sword will be my wishful husband. I didn't expect that God would take us so much. I just came to the world and met you, the one who is in the destiny. It's better to marry us than to choose a day, than to choose a day, and it's better to get married!"
Xin Han was confused: "What, I just woke up and happened to pass by here and do nothing. When I see you, I will take a tour with you. You suddenly mentioned the marriage to me. I... I haven't brushed my teeth yet!"
Zixia said excitedly: "This just means that we are destined to be together. It's time to get married if you brush your teeth first."
Xin Han threw the Ziqing Sword back: "You said that you are such a big deal, are you too casual? It's related to your lifelong affairs. There is no password lock on this sword, and there is no setting for fingerprint unlocking. Are you trying to cheat people or be cheated by people? That's what..."
Zixia also saw something wrong at this moment. She held the Ziqing Sword in her hand, with a pretty face and said coldly: "Then don't you want to?"
Xin Han spread his hands: "I'm willing or not. The main thing is that your decision is too casual. The world is so big, you should go out for a walk. There are no 100,000 or 200,000 men in any place, and someone will pull out this sword. So what, let's go back and brush your teeth first!"
After saying that, he soared into the air and disappeared before Zixia caught up.
Zi Xiao's face showed anger and suddenly stepped on the clouds and swept it into the sky without seeing Xin Han. He immediately said angrily: "I'm the one with Xin, I will definitely find you. This is a marriage that you give to heaven, and you can't escape!"
Xin Han did not go to other parts of the world, but left the world in mid-air, and went directly to the "Swordsman" world through the passage, and the time to enter was set a few years after he left last time.
After entering the 'Smiling World', he went straight to an exquisite house at the foot of Huangshan Mountain. He knocked on the door knocker. After a while, the door opened. A young man walked out with a baby in his arms: "Who is it early in the morning!"
When he saw Xin Han, his eyes lit up: "Brother Xin, it's you, why did you come? Have you taken Jingjing over?"
Who else can this guy talk besides Supreme Treasure?
Xin Han was reminded by him and remembered that he had promised that he would take Bai Jingjing out of the World of Westward Journey to meet him. He immediately said a little embarrassedly: "This... hasn't yet!"
"Then what are you doing?" Supreme Treasure's face changed and he closed the door directly.
Just as Xin Han was about to flee, the door suddenly opened again, Supreme Bao said with a slutty smile: "You're kidding, I've been tricked by me!"
Xin Han carried the baby in his arms from his arms, and kicked the Supreme Treasure into it: "Dare you dare to fool me, come and ask for a beating!"
"Oh... I'm so useless to make fun of you!"
"Who dares to hit my husband!" Two sweet rebukes came. As soon as Xin Han stepped into the yard, he saw Zixia and the iron fan of the world of Dahua, that is, Mrs. Niu, rushing out. Both women were holding a two or three-year-old child in their hands.
Behind the two women were several children of different ages.
When the two women saw Xin Han, they felt relieved: "It turns out that brother Xin Han is here. I said, although there are many martial arts masters in this world, they are not the opponent of my Supreme Treasure. It turns out that you are here, come in and sit down!"
Xin Han looked at Mrs. Niu and thought to himself that she was lucky to look different from the iron fan in the world, otherwise she would not feel disgusted. She looked at Zixia again, from her appearance to her breath and soul, just like what she saw in the reed marsh just now.
At this time, Supreme Treasure also climbed up from the ground and invited, "Brother Xin, hurry up and talk!"
Xin Han pointed to the children of all sizes and sizes: "Three, are these children adopted by you?"
He thought the three of them were friends, so he did not use his divine consciousness to investigate. Otherwise, Mrs. Niu and Zixia were both immortals, and if they were noticed, they would look bad on their faces.
Supreme Treasure shook his head with a bitter face: "It's a long story. These two prodigal women must have taken me to live in seclusion, without any entertainment. What else can I do except create villains all day long? These are my seeds!"
Zixia and Mrs. Niu also showed a blush on their faces when they heard this, and they both spat, "Bah, the dog can't spit out ivory, how can you tell people about this?"
Supreme Baoman didn't care: "What are you afraid of? Brother Xin is not an outsider!"
Xin Han coughed, and it was better for this kind of thing from heretics, so he didn't even need anyone to invite him, so he stepped into the flower hall himself.
Iron Fan and Zixia both have magical methods, and Huangshan is rich in resources. Soon a table of delicacies and wild game was cured. The two girls fed the children first, and the four of them sat at a table and started chatting.
Xin Han didn't say anything about Zixia. At this time, he also figured out a rough idea. He just asked the three of them how they lived in this world. If the world was originally pacified by him, would they have any plans to go back to live.
As a result, Zixia and Mrs. Niu were both satisfied with their seclusion and were unwilling to return to the world where immortals and Buddhas were everywhere.
But Supreme Treasure was still thinking about Bai Jingjing and begged Xin Han to keep his promise and bring Bai Jingjing to this world.
After dinner, Xin Han and the three of them said goodbye and left, and returned to the world of "American Journey to the West". After seeing Zixia in Xiaonao, he had already roughly figured out the whole story.
Tathagata has a mantra against the heavens. He once experienced it in the zombie world. It was the mantra of the Buddhist mantra that "The Great Sun Tathagata's Pure World Mantra" that can reverse the time of the small thousand worlds. The previous big talk that the world of the Westward Journey was mixed up by himself must have been that the Buddhist used to perform this mantra at a certain price and reversed the time and space.
However, in this reverse-tracking time and space, there was no such thing as myself, which brought the world back to the right track. However, by chance, my deity came to that time and space node again. It seemed that Buddhism's plan was to do useless work again.
Chapter completed!