Chapter 1408 — The Two Ancestors of Dao and Buddha
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 3
" The Great Brahma Heaven King Buddha laughed. "And I still remember how he filled my alms bowl with spirit pills.
I asked for spirit pills only for my cultivation, and he gave so many, not knowing I needed only two or three. So I simply gave him the Sutra of Immeasurable Kalpas, for his use alone, without transmitting its dharma to him. I only wonder whether he has now comprehended the Buddha-Dao Heavenly Palace. " The two looked at each other and smiled. At that moment, Shen Mu came through the Spirit-Energy Transfer Bridge to the Zaofu Heavenly Palace. Shi Qiluo came out to meet him and said with a smile, "Shepherd Heavenly Venerate, stay a moment.
Would you come into my palace for a brief talk? " Shen Mu's expression changed drastically; he truly did not wish to be alone with her, and was just about to decline, when Shi Qiluo clenched her hill-sized fists and her knuckles cracked and popped.
Shen Mu had no choice but to enter the Heavenly Palace with her. The two sat down, and Shi Qiluo sighed. "Shepherd Heavenly Venerate, this widow has been exposed; I fear even the Ten Heavenly Venerates know this widow's identity now. " Shen Mu could not help but laugh. "Why does Your Highness call yourself this widow?
" Shi Qiluo gave him a resentful glare and said plaintively, "My husband died, and the husband I was reincarnated to was exiled by you people, so of course I call myself a widow.
Shepherd Heavenly Venerate, you must think of a plan for me, or at this Heaven Alliance Assembly, I fear the Ten Heavenly Venerates will use this widow as a sacrificial blade! " Shen Mu said with a grave face, "Though I am the Alliance Lord, I can scarcely protect myself; this time I fear even I will.
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" Shi Qiluo seized his hand and shook it back and forth, nearly shaking him to pieces. "Help this widow, and this widow will give herself to you. .
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" "Enough! " Shen Mu's expression changed drastically, and he said hurriedly, "Let me think. . .
I have it, let go of me first! "