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- Chapter 4132 I am a fairy even if I don¡¯t cultivate
The side is a three-year-old fart, but it is ridiculous that the two are talking seriously.
"Did you know that I would reincarnate back with my memory?"
The little boy squinted his eyes and said: "Otherwise? How could I find this place? When you know that you will be reincarnated life after life no matter what, you still go to cultivate a fart fairy? If you talk about longevity, who can compare with me?" Longevity? So what if I die or not? Is it true that I will be reincarnated and come back?"
The truth is this, but are you not afraid that after you die suddenly, you will not be able to come back after reincarnation?
Xiang Que asked this question.
The fart boy didn't even think about it, and said without hesitation: "You must not be able to understand that you have been alive, but the feeling of relatives and friends around you dying one after another is actually very painful. Which time would I rather Once you die, you won't come back."
Tell Quexin why I didn't?
Queen Chen, Wang Xuanzhen, Wang Kunlun, all my former friends have been reincarnated for so many lives, only I am a god, and when I miss them occasionally, it feels too painful to live.
"I thought you wouldn't be here waiting for me, but I didn't expect you to be here! So, I'm really curious, what are you waiting for when you're waiting for me?" Fart Boy said.
"Didn't I say that, unfortunately, you don't know that you are a Bodhisattva."
Fart Boy asked, "Are you serious?"
Xiang Que sighed, and said, "Otherwise? How idle do I have to be? I'm a complete god, but I've been sitting here with you for decades!"
"That's why I can't really be real. Sometimes, when I sit under this tree, I always think about who I am, where I came from, and where I will go in the end!"
Xiang Que: ""
"Now I understand, I want to become a Bodhisattva!" The boy's eyes were shining.
The little boy didn't communicate with Xiang Que anymore, but sat cross-legged on the ground, with his hands spread flat on his lap, his eyes closed, and the treasure looked solemn.
Just like that!
Then, a village girl in her twenties, dressed in coarse linen, ran over in a hurry, looked around all the way, and when she saw the little kid under the tree who seemed to be enlightening, she opened her mouth and cursed a few words.
"Dead child, instead of nursing at home, what are you doing under this tree!"
Later, Xiang Que was stunned to see that the village girl ran over and picked up the child and clamped it under her ribs, and then took off the other's pants with a "swish".
"Snapped!"
A clear Wuzhishan palm print appeared on Puxian's buttocks.
Pu Xian was innocent and ashamed, and looked at Xiang Que in embarrassment.
Xiang Que thought faintly, it's a pity that there is no mobile phone, otherwise I will record this scene and show it to Puxian Bodhisattva later. This scene, tsk tsk, is really sour.
In the days to come, the boy ran to the tree to enlighten himself when he had nothing to do, and he would be spanked the first few times.
But after getting used to it, the village girls don't bother to care about him anymore.
Anyway, it¡¯s fine if you can¡¯t lose it.
A few years later, the fart boy has grown into a young man.
From youth to adulthood.
From standing at thirty to not being confused at forty, and knowing the destiny at fifty.
Decades passed by in a hurry.
At the immortal gate on the other side of the mountain, there are still cultivators who come every year and want to take Pu Xian away to cultivate immortals.
But Puxian refused all of them solemnly. He said that he didn't need it, and I would become the most powerful immortal in the fairy world without cultivating.
The disciple of the immortal sect who came to accept him looked at him like an idiot. This person has good aptitude, but unfortunately, his brain is not very good.
Enlightenment has become Puxian's label and will always accompany him through this life.
Not long after, Xiang Que buried Pu Xian next to the grave of his last death for the second time.
Then, he waited patiently for another few years.
Sure enough, Pu Xian, who was reincarnated for the ninth time, found him again.
Xiang Que didn't tell him that the ninth time might be the limit.
Still being scolded and spanked, continue to enlighten.
Xiang Que thought to himself, this job is really not done by humans. Three reincarnations, two hundred years, he has guarded Puxian and an old tree, and he has no idea where time has gone!
Old tree?
Xiang Que suddenly raised his head to look at the tree crown above, maybe?The first time I saw Pu Xian was under this tree, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and simply ignored it.
But only then did he think of a problem, that is, Samantabhadra has been reincarnated nine times, this old tree must have a history of at least several hundred years, but not only did it not wither, but it grew more luxuriantly, with more branches and leaves. Thickened.
Only then did he realize that the old tree was actually a bodhi tree.
Under the bodhi tree, enlightenment and become a bodhisattva?
"Clatter"
As if to verify Xiang Que's idea, the branches and leaves of the bodhi tree shook, and there was a crisp sound, and then light penetrated through the thick branches and leaves, and fell on Puxian's body, and at this moment it emitted There are golden lights.
"Hey!"
This feeling is just right!
"What are you looking at?" Puxian asked, rubbing his buttocks.
Xiang Que pointed to the crown of the tree above, and said, "Do you know what kind of tree this is?"
"O Bodhi tree!"
"You know? Then you know, how old is this tree?"
Puxian counted with his fingers, and said firmly: "Six hundred and thirty-two years and two monthsand eighteen days!"
Xiang Que said in shock: "I just asked how many years, but how do you know so clearly, how many days can you be accurate?"
"What time is it now?" Puxian said lightly: "I can give you an accurate time, because when I came to this world in my first life, when I sat at the entrance of this village, the tree just grew out , I have lived nine times so far, which adds up to six hundred and thirty-two years, do you understand?"
Of course I understand, isn¡¯t this a companion tree!
Samantabhadra is bound to achieve Bodhisattva body under this tree.
No problem!
Time passed by slowly, and decades passed like a flick of a finger.
When Puxian was about to die of old age in this world, Xiang Que stared at him without blinking.
"Clatter"
Puxian was lying under the tree, very old, his body was completely dead, and his whole body was full of the smell of decay, which was emitted by the rotting internal organs of a person who was about to die.
"Are you still waiting for me?" Puxian asked weakly.
Xiang Que shook his head and said, "No!"
Pu Xianqiang opened his eyes and asked: "Why? Are you going to leave me? You won't be with me anymore?"
Xiang Que said speechlessly: "Don't make your tone like a bitter woman? You just died, and it's not that I abandoned you."
"Then why aren't you waiting for me?"
"You're almost there!"
"What's coming soon"
Xiang Que didn't answer him anymore, because Pu Xian was dead.
"Crash!"
The bodhi tree was shaking, and a trace of breath fell from the crown of the tree, and then fell into Puxian's body.
A light appeared on his body.
This is the light of Buddha.
The Buddha's light shines everywhere.
Puxian, who was already dead, suddenly glowed with vitality, and his whole body showed a new life visible to the naked eye! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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