Chapter 3280: Counting for help (1/2)

Ning Qi sat at the head of the Temple of the Immortal, and the old man in the Qingpao and the lamp were sitting on both sides. The two of them just met face to face and said hello to each other. Obviously they had already known each other.

”I thought you also entered the Wannian reincarnation. I didn't expect even the Buddha body to remain.”

The old man in the green robe looked at the burning lights in a strange look.

Because the current lamp is repaired, it is the same as it used to be. Unlike the rest of the ancient buddha, the death of death, the reincarnation of the reincarnation, and the repair of ten.

”This is already my ninth in the reincarnation of the world.”

The light smiles slightly.

”What? Ninth? How do you save your memory?”

The old man of Qingpao was a little shocked.

The Wannian cycle is at least one level higher than the six-way reincarnation. Even if the fourth step exists, it will be washed away and re-reinvented, and the memory is extremely difficult to recover!

If the burning lamp is not lying, bragging, then he really has reincarnation in the Wanxiang reincarnation of IX? Even the memories of every world can be retained?

The lamp was laughing and not talking. He paused. He smiled. ”I have been asking for cause and effect in this ninth, but I have never been able to do it. Perhaps, the reappearance of Lingshan is my cause and effect.”

”Lingshan reappears? That is not already...”

The words of the old man of Qingpao came to an abrupt end.

At this time, the cold day of the holy day has been holding Ningru to walk into the hall, the face of the old man in the green robe changed a lot, and finally some of the stunned look of Ning Qi, the eyes showed a hint of admiration.

”The original Master has already prepared everything, but when it was originally killed by Jiang Tianshu, a trace of spirituality broke into the reincarnation of Wannian. How did Shizun affect the operation of Wannian reincarnation, so that the precise reincarnation will be reincarnation here?”

”father……”

Only the next day, Ning Rulai had been able to articulate a few simple words with clear articulation. He opened his hands and wanted to hug.

Ning Qi smiled and got up. He took Ningru from the arms of the cold heaven, and after a few teasings, he looked at the burning lights. ”Is the person you are looking for is my son?”

There was a dignified color on the face of the burning lamp. He got up and walked slowly to Ningrulai. Suddenly his hands were together, and he said a Buddha number. Then he looked at Ningqi. ”Ning Shizhu, I want to accept it as a disciple. I wonder if it is okay?”

“Let Xiaoru come to be a monk?”

Han Tiansheng heard the words, immediately took Ning Ru from the Ning Qi Huai, and looked at the monks with burning eyes.

”No, he is the blood of Ning's family, and definitely can't be a monk.”

The cold day shook his head and his voice became cold.

”My wife's meaning is what I mean, no matter what his past life, this world, I will not let him be a monk.”

Ning Qi smiled and nodded.

The cold day of the holy heart suddenly relieved.

The lamp was slightly stunned, and then I looked at Ningqi, but I saw that the prisoner’s palace in Ningqi’s life was suddenly seen. I immediately said a Buddha’s number, and smiled bitterly: “Ning Shizhu, it’s better for me to teach him how to practice Dharma. When he becomes a biological child in the future, I will teach him the true meaning?”

”Bei Xuan, how is this monk's strength?”

The cold day, the holy eyes, moved, and turned to Ningqi.

”It's very strong. It is a statue of the ancient Buddha. It has broken the gate of the palace. You can see the palace. Hehe... He reincarrated nine times, and he seems to be able to reach this step every time...”

Ning Qi is a voice.

The cold sacred eyes are bright, although she thinks that it is enough to teach Ning Qi to come, but it is a good thing to let him have more means.

”If that's the case, it's okay, but I have to ask for his grandmother.”

Han Tiansheng smiled and nodded.

A few days later, the burning lamp lived in the Temple of the Immortal. I would rather have an hour of time every day to go to him to listen to the Buddha.

But the rest of the time was taught by Ning Qi personally.

one year later.

A jade Jane did not know what kind of means was used to send it to the Temple of the Immortal.

”This jade slip appears quietly.”

The old man in the green gown is dignified.