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Chapter 372

    "How could it be like this!" qianzang Buddha is standing under the bodhi tree. He can''t understand why such a thing happened to Gu Zhun.


    Buddha and devil, these two extreme beings appear in the same person.


    Moreover, this person''s Buddhist and Taoist accomplishments are far better than him, but he is younger than him.


    According to the vision of qianzang Buddha, Gu Zhun''s Dharma cultivation at the moment is probably at least exposed to the realm of true Buddha in Buddhism.


    Otherwise, it is impossible for him to use the step-by-step lotus in Buddhism.


    Qianzang Buddha suddenly had an idea. Compared with such a person, is his identity a Buddha worthy of the name?


    It is said that among the four regions, the South China Sea Jingfo island is the largest place for Buddhas and the place of pilgrimage for Buddhists. Among the Jingfo Island, there have been two Buddhas of the same generation in the last millennium.


    These two Buddhas are both amazing in origin and heel. The cultivation of Buddhism is even more terrible. They have touched the Bodhisattva fruit position at a young age.


    In a few years, if the Dharma goes further, I''m afraid we can reach the realm of true God, and then we can take over the high-level of Jingfo island.


    But now qianzang Buddha suddenly thought that if Gu Zhun was placed on Jingfo Island, they would be nothing.


    Because compared with this person, what is their Dharma talent?


    Thinking of this, qianzang Buddha shook his head and didn''t know what to say.


    However, immediately, his eyes also showed an unspeakable meaning for the first time. Then, for the first time in his life, there was a strong killing intention, which flashed through the depths of his eyes.


    Of course, it was just a flash and soon disappeared.


    At the same time, under the eyes of the Tianjiao of the four regions, Gu Zhun has climbed onto the void and came to the bodhi tree. At this time, he did not stand under the tree and wait for the bodhi tree to give Bodhi fruit like others, but directly came to the crown and wanted to pick the Bodhi fruit himself.


    Can you succeed?


    Many people looked at Gu Zhun with expectant eyes at this time, wondering whether the murderer could pick it or not.


    Because no one has succeeded before.


    In this line of sight, Gu Zhun stretched out a hand and pinched it on one of the fruits.


    With a gentle drag, a Bodhi fruit fell into his hand.


    "My mother, it''s done! It''s really done! I picked the Bodhi fruit!"


    "Too cruel, this is the murderer! Others are waiting for the reward of the bodhi tree under the tree. He''d better fly up and pick it directly."


    "But how many can he pick? Aren''t you afraid of the bodhi tree getting angry?"


    Someone raised such a question, because now Gu Zhun''s action is undoubtedly a kind of forcible. If you pick it like this, what should you do to trigger the wrath of the bodhi tree at that time?


    No problem?


    With such a curiosity, the people continued to watch.


    One of the most expected people is naturally the little God. Of course, he hopes that Gu Zhun will pick up one or two Bodhi fruits at most and be beaten down by the bodhi tree. Naturally, it is the best, and he will win.


    So at this time, little Shenzi hoped that the bodhi tree would be angry now.


    However, although he thought so, unfortunately, things did not go as he wanted.


    At this time, Gu Zhun was like walking around in a leisurely way, as if walking in his own backyard, picking these Bodhi fruits.


    One, two, three... Eight, nine!


    After a while, the number of Bodhi fruits on Gu Zhun''s hand has directly reached as many as nine, which has broken the record of qianzang Buddha.


    The little god son was as gray as death. Seeing that Gu Zhun picked nine Bodhi fruits so easily, he sat on the ground with one buttock. His eyes were gray, like a paralyzed dead snake.


    But at this time, Gu Zhun didn''t seem to see the little god son at all. He was still picking those Bodhi fruits.


    The Tianjiao of the four regions below looked at him with a kind of gaping eyes.


    This murderer, how much does he want to pick!


    So is the bodhi tree. Are you asleep?


    How many Bodhi fruits did the murderer pick? It''s going to be more than 40. Oh, no, it was more than 40 just now, but now it''s more than 100.


    The bodhi tree didn''t respond at all.


    Is this still the bodhi tree just now?


    How to treat murderers is completely different from what you treat them?


    These people sent one or two Bodhi fruits like beggars. When they came to the murderer, they picked them at random.


    Someone''s neck was red with anger. Almost no one was out of breath and fainted.


    What a bully!


    Who can stand this discrimination.


    At this time, Gu Zhun also picked hundreds of Bodhi fruits from the bodhi tree. This bodhi tree has grown for more than 20 million years. The size of the tree can be described as supporting a piece of heaven and earth. On the crown, there are thousands of Bodhi fruits and a full tree.


    Gu Zhun picked these. Compared with those in the tree, it was only a drop in the bucket.


    However, after he picked these, he stopped picking.


    Of course, he knew that even if he continued to pick, even if he picked the whole tree, the bodhi tree would not have any resistance, but he didn''t want to do so.


    Although Bodhi fruit is good, it is not a particularly good treasure in Gu Zhun.


    Enough is enough, but more is a waste.


    And more importantly, Gu Zhun was tired after picking hundreds of Bodhi fruits. He was too lazy to pick so many Bodhi fruits. Therefore, he restrained the light of the Buddha and walked slowly down from the air.


    If you let others know that Gu Zhun didn''t stop because he couldn''t pick it, but because he didn''t bother to pick it, I''m afraid you won''t know how many people will die of depression.


    "How about Princess Yanling? Who won the bet?"


    Gu Zhun came to the little God and looked at Princess Yanling. Princess Yanling was a witness to this gambling appointment, so it was natural for her to make a judgment at this time.


    At this time, xiaoshenzi''s face was gloomy to the extreme, and Princess Yanling was stunned. However, in the end, she announced the bet, and the final winner was Gu Zhun.


    As for why, don''t think at all.


    One side is to get nine Bodhi fruits, while the other side picked hundreds of Bodhi fruits at one go. Who won the three-year-old child.


    Suddenly, as soon as the result came out, many people looked at the little god son of qianshen mansion with a kind of schadenfreude.


    This time, the little god son can be said to steal chicken but not rice. He proposed to compete with others. Unexpectedly, he lost and pasted 100 million spirit stones. This is definitely thanks to grandma''s house.


    Even the thousand gods mansion in the South China Sea needs to take out the 100 million spirit stones in one breath. Is it a matter of massive bleeding
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