A sudden and powerful autumn rain washed away the blood on the soil in Jiangnan and washed away the rotten corpses, but could not cleanse the surging red dust.
The bell rings at the pagoda, but it is extremely dull, and it looks like a hoarse sound, crying speechlessly. The Buddhist temple in Jinling is shrouded in a piece of scripture, and the mantras of rebirth are ringing one after another.
Another close person left him. Long Hui looked low and was in a mess. He walked slowly on the street without holding an umbrella or using his skills. He let the autumn rain drip on his body. He looked up at the misty rain. The familiar moon-white monk's robe seemed to be right in front of him, but when he wanted to get close, he found that it was all false.
Before I knew it, before I walked to an alley, the deep alley was filled with tranquility in the rain and fog. Long Hui thought and slowly stepped in. When he walked to the bottom of the alley, he saw an elegant courtyard. The door was covered with a plaque with three big words.
Pushing the door, the huge courtyard was empty, the fallen leaves on the ground lie in the rain, and an elegant rain pavilion in front of it, with glazed jade tiles and vermilion beams, raindrops flow down the tiles, dinging and squeaking out the ears
The rain pavilion is covered by gauze curtains, like a figure sitting upright, and white smoke floats out from it, mixed with a faint and quiet fragrance, refreshing the heart
You are here!
A light fairy sound sounded in the pavilion, as if it was a vague and illusory sound, as if it was a friend who had been waiting for a long time.
Long Hui was slightly stunned, smiled bitterly, and said: Master, I'm here to bother you
Let's talk about it when you come in, look at you're so wet
Yu Xiuting's pleasant voice came, and Long Hui nodded involuntarily and slowly walked into the pavilion. As soon as he lifted the gauze curtain, he saw a soft fairy shadow reflected into his eyes.
There was a tea table in the pavilion, and Yu Xiuting knelt on the futon. Her elegant and poetic appearance did not apply makeup. She and Luo Qingyan also didn't like to wear jewelry. She just used a jade hairpin to tie her hair up and dressed in black clothes. She made her skin white, her bright eyes and white teeth, adding a three-point calm and elegant charm. A pot of hot tea was burned on the tea table, and two tea cups were placed next to her, and a futon was placed opposite her. The futon was snow-white, like a touch of snow.
Yu Xiuting looked at the teapot in her hand with thin eyebrows and apricot eyes in her eyes.
Red lips are dripping, but they are a little bit of a smile that is not like the world
Long Hui held his breath, afraid of disturbing the beauty's tea fun, so he was so-called afraid of not speaking loudly, afraid of shocking Qiongyu Tianren
Yu Xiuting said simply and clearly: Let’s sit down!
Long Hui was about to sit in the cushion, but he heard Yu Xiuting's coquettish voice: Do you want to wet my things with water? Quick exercise to evaporate the water vapor, otherwise you will stand for me!
Long Hui was slightly stunned and apologized awkwardly: I was reckless!
After saying that, the fire-like true essence was activated, and the heat swelled to evaporate the water on the body. He was afraid that the mud on his body would defile the white silk futon, so he checked his clothes again, and then took off his boots and sat down after confirming that it was fine.
Yu Xiuting rolled up her sleeves lightly, her beautiful eyes flowed, her white jade hand held a purple clay pot, and poured two cups of tea. The tea like amber was less than half a cup, and the fragrance lingered.
Long Hui wanted to hold up the teacup and taste Xianya fragrant tea, but saw Yu Xiuting angry, pinched the sword in his hand, and popped it out with his finger, saying: You need to be calm when drinking tea, your mind is not calm. Instead of letting you chew peonies, it is better to let this tea return to the dust.
Long Hui poured his strength into the cup, hugged the porcelain cup in the sword energy, and said: The master of the valley was surprised by this. If his mind was not calm, he had to find a way to calm down. This tea was fragrant and fragrant. It was cooked by the sword immortal, so it must have the effect of calming down the mind.
Yu Xiuting's eyes were locked, and she smiled slightly, and asked indifferently: To put it nicely, do you know what kind of tea this is?
Long Hui was speechless and smiled awkwardly, lowered his head to taste the tea, and his mouth suddenly became fragrant, and he blurted out: Good tea! I don’t know what the origin of this tea is, so I also want to get half a catty to go back for Binger and the others to taste it.
Yu Xiuting glanced at him and said: This kind of tea produces only three or four taels a year, but you actually want half a pound.
Long Hui stuck out his tongue and said incredibly: Is this tea... so expensive?
Yu Xiuting said: This tea is called tea source, as the name suggests, is the source of tea leaves in the world. It tastes sweet and fragrant, condenses but does not disperse, looks light but thick, and a single leaf can make sweet and fragrant tea.
Long Hui took a breath and said: What a tea source... I think I am really ignorant.
Yu Xiuting raised the teacup on her own, and her snow-white skin color and the plain jade porcelain cup complement each other with a sip. A faint lip mark was left on the plain porcelain cup, and then slowly lowered the porcelain cup and filled the tea with Longhui. She said: This is the second tea brewed, and the leaves are just right, but only those who are calm can taste it.
Long Hui took a deep breath, slowly calmed down, took a small sip of the tea mouth, and it was true that there was a fragrance that penetrated the heart and flowed through all limbs and bones.
Yu Xiuting said: The reason why this tea is precious is that it is rare because it is collected from a leaf on a tree. This tree is always in a dead tree. Only in Laba every year will tender buds grow in winter snow. The tender buds are fleeting, which are comparable to the blooming of the celestial cereal.
Long Hui said: Scarcity is precious, no wonder this tea is so special
Yu Xiuting said: Everything has its beginning and end, the tea source only lasts for a day, the fleece of cereal is just for a moment of beauty, but it leaves fragrance for the world, which is worth it
Long Hui felt something in her words, and only heard Yu Xiuting slowly stand up. After her hands were held, her beautiful eyes stared at the rain outside the pavilion and said lightly: The Buddha's path is rugged and difficult to walk, and in the end he is still reluctant to give up his original intention. He would rather fall into the sea of suffering than pull the lost person back to the other shore. He will be kind to the world, and the heaven and earth can see it. What are the regrets in this life!
Long Hui knew that the other party was using a tea machine to break through his heart, so he couldn't help but stand up gratefully to make a compilation: Thank you, Lord of the Valley for your advice!
Yu Xiuting smiled and said: Since you have calmed down, just drink another cup! But since you have to know the tea, you must know the tea matter, otherwise it will be a disrespect for the fragrant tea. Long Hui asked: The son-in-law doesn’t know the allusion of tea source, so please give me some advice from the master of the valley?
The last sentence of the master's mother-in-law was quite difficult to talk. Yu Xiuting smiled at it, and he adjusted his thoughts and opened his mouth lightly: In the early days of the war in Taihuang, the three tribes and three religions showed their power and fought to the earth. Who would have expected that the Buddha's world had encountered the solemn calamity of the past, and the Buddhism was weak, and entered the Dharma-Ending Age. The Buddhist saint knew that the destiny of heaven was not violated. The prosperity and decline were the rules of the way of heaven, and they could not force it. However, in order to protect the fire of the Buddha's veins, they laid a solution for the fire of the Buddha, but they did not expect that the two demons and evil clans took advantage of the situation to attack. The Buddha's gambled for life, but the Buddha's power was weak and could not defeat the evil power. In the critical moment, the saint Kunpeng saved the fire of the Buddha's veins.
Long Huiqi said: What is the relationship between this section of Taihuang secret and the tea source?
Yu Xiuting said: According to legend, after the Kunpeng Saint saved the Buddha's vein fire, he used the wood spirit to protect the fire. As the saying goes, wood produces fire. After the wood spirit protects the fire, it divides a qi into a strange tree, which is the wood of the tea source.
Long Hui sighed: I never thought that a cup of fragrant tea would involve such an allusion
The sound of rain outside the pavilion gradually diminished. Yu Xiuting looked at the rain and fog from a distance and said: This rain has a bit of cold air, I think it is necessary to enter winter.
Long Hui followed her words: It will snow when winter begins. I wonder what is the difference between the winter snow in the south of the Yangtze River and the northern border?
Yu Xiuting said: The snow in the northern border is strong and domineering, but the snow in the south of the Yangtze River is soft and has a bit of longness.
There was a little bit of color in my eyes as I spoke
Long Hui asked: Valley Master, do you like watching the snow?
Yu Xiuting was a little surprised and said: How did you know that I like watching the snow?
Long Hui said: Xuexin’s birthday is in summer, but there is a word for snow, so I guessed it. Yu Xiuting nodded with a smile: You can see it accurately. I do like to watch the snow scene. When I was a child, I would lie on the windowsill to watch the snow. When I grew up, I would go to various places to enjoy the snow scene.
The fairy sound has stopped, and the autumn rain has also stopped. The following are snowflakes. Yu Xiuting looked up at the sky, with her beautiful eyes showing a complex look, which is both joyful and worried: Is it snowing? Something is wrong... According to the solar terms, there shouldn't be snow in Jinling at this time
Long Hui also felt strange and was inexplicably restless. He felt that the snow was coming very unusual, as if he was seeing off the sea of suffering, and as if he was a sign of not wanting to do so.
On the side, Yu Xiuting looked at Jianxin again, her eyes condensed, and she penetrated the sky. She saw an inexplicable cloud passing by quickly, extremely cold, and hidden three thousand sins. She also had tears from the Buddha's blood monk, which made her heart tremble violently.
It is rumored that when the solemn calamity came, a disaster had passed... Could it be that the virtuous calamity is really coming now?
Yu Xiuting murmured to herself, decades ago, the decisive monks were forged with blood, and the decisive battle in the evil realm was first caused by the white lotus Nirvana, and then the Buddhas of Heaven entered the extinction. Now, the sea of suffering has subsided in the south of the Yangtze River. Many Buddhas are hard to appear one after another. The curse of the thousand Buddhas killing the body seems to be the established fate, which is difficult to avoid.
The strange snow is getting heavier and heavier. In a moment, the whole of Jinling becomes a crystal world. Yanliuju is already clean and flawless, and the snow is charming, but Yu Xiuting has no trace of joy, and the willow eyebrows are locked
Long Hui said: Master of the Valley, you don’t have to worry about a strange snow, and you can’t stop any disasters and difficulties. Instead of worrying about it, it’s better to try to be self-reliant. Even if there are disasters in the future, you can deal with them calmly!
Yu Xiuting said: I tried every means to help you, but I didn’t expect it to turn it back!
Long Hui said: The master of the valley laughed. Since the snow has fallen, you might as well watch it quietly.
He slightly emphasized the word "jingxin" and Yu Xiuting couldn't help but chuckled and said angrily: "Friendship, you still remember this, it is used to give me back. What a petty little man!
Long Hui haha: I call applying what I have learned!
Yu Xiuting was amused and crying. The calm Jianxin had a little intention of revenge and said: Well, General Long, who has applied his knowledge, dare to take my sword!
Before he finished speaking, his sword fingers were poked by lightning. Long Hui sealed the sword with his backhand, but he was forced out of the pavilion with a sword because of his precedence.
The Valley Master, a sneak attack in secret is not the authentic Jiandao!
Long Hui protested
Yu Xiuting smiled and said: The sword is taking a different approach, and it is fast and not attacking. Just now, you are always saying that you will never stop self-improvement, how could you be afraid of this sneak attack and assassination!
While speaking, the fairy shadow floated, and a black robe slowly descended. The black silk dress formed a sharp contrast with the white surroundings.
The elegant and quiet beautiful woman stood on the snow, her slender waist stood quietly upright, and her ink skirt covered the snow, as if she was a black jade crystal standing proudly from the snow, dignified and out of the dust.
Yu Xiuting pinched the seal with her sword finger, and the snowflakes suddenly churned, forming a crystal snow sword, holding it in her palm
Long Hui smiled and said, "Snow is pleasant, Jian Feng talks about martial arts. The valley master is so elegant and happy, how can the son-in-law be disrespectful!"
Yu Xiuting smiled and said: Then let’s take a move!
Once upon a time, when I was still a cardamom girl, she would hold a sword and stand in the falling snowflakes and dance with the wind. As she grew older, her sword skills were at its peak. I hope someone could compete with me in the snow to discuss swords. However, there were very few people in the world who could stand at the peak and their hearts were tumbling because they happened to meet a confidant. The sword condensed with frost because of the sudden encounter with a strong hand. The dragon gathered energy and lifted strength. The two fingers transformed into the essence of the sword spirit, which opened the prelude to the martial arts judgment, aroused the snow waves in the sky, and Yiqing was sad because of the death of his friend.
Yu Xiuting's black skirt swayed lightly, the sword light swayed lightly, like a floating snow, but it was as quiet as a mirror lake, and the waves were still. The snow waves stirred by the dragon's energy instantly calmed down, and restored the quiet snow color of the past
One movement and one static, two different martial winds perform a beautiful sword technique in the snow. Longhui's sword moves lightly and sharply, the sword pointing, Wanxue's ice flower condenses sharply, Yu Xiuting's sword heart is calm, as quiet as a mountain, beautiful eyes lock the enemy and find the empty gate
After a gap, the sword weaving is supreme artistic conception, beautiful, and the sad beauty floats out, the snowflakes rise, the ice edges turn, just touch the eyes, the sword energy rises, the first move between the two sides, the energy stirs the snow waves roll
The more intense the snow wave rolled, the rushing spring of Longhui was urging, and he rushed forward with the rapid and fast sword force. However, the tumbling snow wave slowly calmed down without realizing it, and the snow returned to quiet again without dust. This phenomenon was actually Xiuting's sword intent against Longhui's fast sword.
Long Hui was in the elixir of the Yuangong, and the sword pointed to the condensed Qi. The fierce sword hit again. The rapid airflow brought up the snow dust in the sky, like a rushing tide, trying to swallow the enemy in front of him. Yu Xiuting was calm and pulled up a shiny white snow sword in her hand. The snow wave anger tide actually calmed down again. At the same time, the sword finger was slanted, without any moves, but it took the dead corner of Long Hui's sword technique.
The sharp edge of the palace is forcing the palace, and Long Hui is again performing the ultimate style of ten thousand soldiers. The sword moves lightly and wants to break the sky and kill the sword. It is clinking Yu Xiuting's sword silently. It has both lightly and spiritual sword waves, and the heavy sword without sharp edges, and the heavenly magic image. It is no longer a sword, but the limit of Tao. The sword spirit, which can be called a secretly integrated with the essence of swordsmanship, was broken by one. Long Hui was no longer bound by swordsmanship in a hurry, and directly activated the ten thousand soldiers to attack. Only when he saw the snowflakes condense the weapons and attacked them together, he could stop the sword intent of the wonderful and utmost thunder.
The sword technique of Tianjian Valley was passed down to Moyang, and the sword technique of Moyang was transformed from the sword spirit in the book of Yanwu Tian. It was somewhat limited, but Yu Xiuting's sword that seemed quiet and moving had already seen the exquisiteness of the great way, completely beyond the scope of the sword spirit, and was unique and unique, and she created her unique skills in the immortal sword.
The tricks have been completed, and both sides have stopped when they clicked. Long Hui praised: The master's sword is so brilliant, I don't know what a wonderful sword technique it is
Yu Xiuting said: This is what I realized for a moment. There is no move in the sword. The sword intention is secretly combined with no move, and there is no move better than there is a move.
Long Hui muttered: No move is better than a move...
Seeing him falling into thought, Yu Xiuting couldn't help but say: Although everyone talks about these five words, how many people can actually truly understand it.
Long Hui hurriedly said: The Valley Master misunderstood. I am not saying that these words are old-fashioned, but I just feel that it seems to be a bit inadequate.
Yu Xiuting raised her eyebrows and said: Then what do you think is a sword intent that is better than having no moves?
Long Hui said: I see that the sword intent of the master of the valley is peaceful and peaceful, and I no longer stick to victory or defeat, but the key is the word victory. The word victory makes the sword too obsessed with victory or defeat, and it is inevitable that I will lose some artistic conception.
Yu Xiuting was slightly stunned, as if she had insights but couldn't say them, but Long Hui said: It's better to use the word "Sheng" as "Du", "Du" has no tricks, "Du" has no tricks, "Du" has no thoughts, "Du" has no thoughts, "Du" has no thoughts, "Du" has no thoughts, "Du" has no thoughts, "Du" has no thoughts, "Du" has no thoughts, "Du" has no thoughts, "Du"
Yu Xiuting pondered for a moment, suddenly raised her eyes and said: What a move without a move, the sword without a thought in the void, I, Yu Xiuting, have been intoxicated with swordsmanship for many years, but I didn't know that there was such an opinion in the world.
Long Hui bowed and said: I'm just talking nonsense, don't be surprised by the Valley Lord
Yu Xiuting dissipated the sword intent, the snow sword in her hand disappeared invisible, and she smiled with a red lips: You are too humble, I have to thank you today. Just a few words made me feel refreshed again
The sword intent covering the surroundings dissipated, and Long Hui felt relaxed. Only then did he realize that the sharp air flow generated by the battle just now cut Yu Xiuting's skirt. The cracked cut moved with the snow wind, revealing the left leg without any fat. Yu Xiuting was not wearing any shoes, the white jade was flawless, and the delicate jade feet were gently stepped on the snow. The crystal toenails were like mica jade, and the condensed snow skin seemed to melt with the snow.
Yu Xiuting's pretty face turned slightly red, and her jade hand gently swung forward, as if it was bounced away the non-existent dust. Then she took a small step and covered the exposed spring light without any trace, which also smoothly eliminated the embarrassment between the two.
Long Hui, you have been out for a long time, go back quickly to avoid worrying Xuexin
Yu Xiuting's face quickly returned to peace, and the red glow seemed to be a flash in the pan
Long Hui bowed his hand and said: The son-in-law has been bothering him for a long time. I will say goodbye first and come to visit him next day!
When he got home, he smelled the fragrance of tea. Long Hui walked in and saw Xue Xin lowering her head to make tea. When he saw him coming in, he lifted his skirt and ran: Brother, you are back
When the little girl ran, her two tender white jade feet overlapped and her snow core didn't even wear shoes.
Long Hui coughed dryly and said: Xuexin, aren’t you afraid of pricking your feet when you run around barefoot?
Wei Xuexin's pretty face turned slightly red and said: I was cooking tea just now, but when I saw my elder brother come back, I forgot to wear shoes.
Long Huiqi said: Do you have to take off your shoes and remove socks when cooking tea?
Wei Xuexin said: This is what my mother taught me. Cooking tea is a way of making tea, and it requires sincerity, so I have to take off my shoes and socks. I saw that you are still sad about Senior Brother Kuhai’s affairs, so I wanted to cook a pot of Jingxin tea for you so that my brother can relax earlier!
Long Hui couldn't help but be stunned, reached out and hugged her in his arms, and said softly: Xuexin, thank you
Wei Xuexin nodded, and was in his arms for a moment, and said: Brother, if you don’t drink tea, it will change!
Long Hui picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tip of his tongue filled with fragrance, which was condensed but not dissipated. He couldn't help but secretly praised: This girl's cooking skills are so messy, but this tea art is catching up with her mother.
The fierce battle in Jinling came to an end. The Buddha's crusade through the demons but fell into the sea of suffering. At this moment, the Yunshan Jue Ridge was even more chaotic.
Above the sky, the Bodhisattva Lilou stepped on the clouds in the wind, stared at the head, and then pondered, and his eyes suddenly opened. He saw Lei Peak dead, the Zen Temple collapsed, the mountain gate was dark, and the Buddha's veins were destroyed. In the past, thousands of Buddhas shone wide in the holy land, but today the moon was less, and the light was slim.
Lilou originally wanted to return to the main hall under the severe injury of the fake Wei Tuo to expose his evil deeds, but the more he looked, the more he looked, the more he was, the more he was, the more he looked, the more he was in the Buddha's main hall. Even if he was invaded by the demonic atmosphere, the Buddha's vein would rise up and fight back. How could it be so silent? Moreover, the Buddha's aura in the mountains seemed to be gone.
Lilou frowned and thought to himself, and his heart was filled with worries: It is logical that Wei Tuo was hit by Master Yu's life-losing sword, but why is the monk still uneasy
Thinking of this, Lilou moved his body and landed on the Yunhai Foshan Mountain. As soon as he stepped foot, his anxiety became more and more uneasy, because there was no one in the temple. Not only did he no longer have the sound of chanting scriptures at night, but even the night patrol monks were not seen. The entire Leifeng Zen Temple became an empty city.
Lilou held his breath and concentrated his mind, slowly stepped on the Buddha land of Pure Land in the past, but a dead air surged from the earth veins, and he couldn't help but be surprised: The earth veins in Foshan were lifeless. Who did it to destroy all the energy of the Buddha veins?
As soon as he changed his mind, the Bodhisattva Lilou used the Buddha's light to slap the ground with a magnificent palm, and used the Buddha's energy to test the status of the Foshan veins. The Buddha's spiritual power penetrated into the mountains and flowed with the flow. It was unobstructed and there was no sign of damage.
The Buddha's vein has not been destroyed, but the spiritual energy has been lost. There is only one possibility
Bodhisattva Lilou immediately understood that Foshan spiritual energy was sucked away!
I was puzzled, but I heard a violent explosion of air coming from inside. The source of the sound was the main palace of the Zen Temple.
The Bodhisattva of Lilou immediately rushed over. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the Buddha falling in disgrace, the monk's bones were all over the ground, the blood pool prison scene was sensational, but seven fierce battle figures were seen on the side of the treasure hall. It turned out that Venerable Water and Fire gathered together with the four Ming kings to fight one person.
The four great Ming kings are: Baoshu Ming king, Dingpin Ming king, Dalun Ming king, Yungu Ming king. They saw four people starting their hands to praise the merits of Buddha light, and want to eliminate the appearance of non-Buddhism in front of them.
The four Buddha powers combined with qi and martial arts, and they rushed to the core heresy, but they saw the heretic Dharma image, with thousands of skeletons on their heads, their eyes were red and bloody, and their palms transformed into demons. They swept their sleeves and opened the Four Buddha Yuangongs
Seeing this, Venerable Water and Fire showed his best. One hand pinched the seal to summon the three flavors of great compassion to purify the demonic atmosphere. The other hand raised his hand to sweep out the fire of the Burning Karma and refine the evil end.
Six strong forces sealed the six consciousnesses. The monk was furious and frowned. He turned his hand to use the blood-killing sword and forcibly cut through the six Buddhas' combined moves. However, he was injured first, and the sword was far inferior to before. Instead, he was shocked and his internal organs were spitting red. However, the bloody monk further stimulated the monk's murderous nature. He danced in all directions with a blood knife, only attacking but not defending, and his life-threatening fighting method forced a gap in the Buddha formation.
The monk's cold eyes locked on the King of Treasure Tree, the demon heart beat the killing, the red blade slashed the head on his neck, and at the critical moment, the Bodhisattva Lilou stepped forward, slapped the back of the knife, and beat the sword's momentum in a slight manner.
When the monks saw the Bodhisattva Lilou appear, their minds were very calm. Venerable Huo said: Bodhisattva, this evil deed is slaughtering the Foshan General Altar, don’t let him go!
Bodhisattva Lilou waved his hand and said: The monks have already entered the death of their anger and murderous intent, so find out why before making plans!
Venerable Fire said: According to the Bodhisattva’s decree, we went back to the mountain to expose the false Wei Tuo was thinking, but as soon as we went to Foshan, the ground was covered with corpses, and this evil was in the Great Hall...
Bodhisattva Lilou frowned and said: Have you seen him kill someone?
The six monks were slightly stunned and shook their heads and said: Nothing is there
The Great Wheel Ming Wang Dada: This demon monk is full of killing karma. If he is not his poisonous hand, who else can he have!
Lilou Bodhisattva’s Word: King Ming, you are attached to the appearance. I see that a group of monks were not harmed by butchers’ knives, but were sucked away from the essence.
The six monks looked at the corpses on the ground and did not see any injuries. Instead, their skin shrank and dried. Lilou Bodhisattva said again: The dead monks either have a very good relationship with us, or they just don’t care about the world and remain neutral, but they don’t see disciples from Wei Tuo’s lineage.
The Master Shui nodded and said: What the Bodhisattva said is very true. If it is wrong for the monk to do, he will kill him when he lifts up the knife, and he will not be able to distinguish between the dead soul under the knife and the dead soul.
At this moment, a contemptuous smile sounded: I came here to wash the Zen temple and kill all the bald donkeys in the world to drive away the Buddha in my heart. What is the difference between these people being killed by me?
Lilou Bodhisattva’s Path: To judge things by facts, since the monks are not destroyed by your hands, no matter you have the intention of killing, this crime cannot be held on your head!
The sinner monk laughed: My existence is to be guilty of sin and killing, I am evil, I am sin, what is the difference between one more and one less!
As soon as the words were finished, the demon monk's crazy nature reappeared, and the blood knife swung toward the Bodhisattva of Lilou again
The Bodhisattva Lilou raised his sleeves and robe, and the destruction of the skull Dharma was suddenly sacrificed. He poured the power of the Buddha into the cassock, which was comparable to the strange clothes of the heavenly silkworm. It was both hard and soft and fearless blood, and the sword was sharp, and it was full of the intention of killing the butcher knife.
The monk's eyes were filled with evil again, and the evil power of the Zen Demon Sutra was used again, and he used a move. The Blood Pool Prison Scene, instantly turned the Great Hall into a sea of endless blood, driving the inner world of the ghosts, turning the blade, and forcibly crushing the robes of the Bodhisattva of the Lilou Tower.
Once in the world for the world, he had no regrets in slandering his body, but he had no regrets. He had no choice but to stir up trouble in the world. He witnessed the people being bullied, and his sincere original intention was never restored. He could only kill all sins by butchering a knife. Where is the Buddha now? What is the devil now? He has never heard of knocking his heart, but he is better than slaughtering and seeking pleasure. He only sees the sin Buddha dancing his sword and killing karma, and is strongly trying to break the golden body of the Bodhisattva
Lilou Bodhisattva pinched the seal with three fingers, one move, Tianlu Wanhua hand, first remove the opponent's five-point knife force, then change one move, observe the mind freely, stab the monk Tanzhong point, the monk Tanzhong point is injured, either dead or injured, Lilou Bodhisattva wants to force the monk to stop the move to defend
Who would have expected that the monk had already killed Hong's eyes, and did not care about his own survival or death. He was determined to kill the Buddha in front of him. He did not retreat but advanced instead, and slashed towards the Bodhisattva Lilou.
This sword was a situation where the same death was over. The Bodhisattva Lilou was unwilling to fight hard and immediately withdrew his fingers, but temporarily retracted the true energy to repel his body. The Bodhisattva Lilou was injured three points first. At the same time, the sword light of the monk was already coming, and the cold air rushed towards the door.
At the critical moment, a golden light flashed, and only a loud noise of war was heard. A solemn sword held the sword of blood-killing. It turned out to be the monk, and the sword holder was actually the monk himself. He saw that he held the sword knife in his left hand and the blood knife in his right hand. The two blades of the Buddha and demon that were opposite were actually held by one person at the same time.
Fan Sha Chan Xing? He...
When the sword of the Demon-Suppressing the Rings was seen, the fire master was filled with an ominous sign. He was furious and clapped his palms at the monk's back door. The flames flowed through his body and forced his life. The monk's instinct was used to defend himself. The sword turned around and cut the Buddha's fire fire and took the chest of the Venerable Fire.
The sword that should have been killed was inexplicably disturbed by consciousness. The sword path changed drastically, causing Venerable Fire to escape a disaster. The other five Buddhas have guessed that the body of suffering was unexpected, and they were unable to stop their grief and anger. They once again joined forces to kill the heretics and sinful Buddha.
The Buddha and demon consciousness in the body were mixed and impacted, and the monk's inner breath suddenly fell into chaos, but the murderous intention was gone, and he fought alone in the group of Buddhas with fearlessness.
The Mingwang of Baoshu Zhuanzheng practices profound Zen style, the Mingwang fist transforms into a strong Buddha's ritual, the Mingwang's palm splits thunder and fire, and takes the lead in forming a triangle siege
Only half of the body of the sinner monk was left, and the sword energy was no longer sharp as before. First, the sword was swept by the monk's sleeve of the treasure tree, and then the sword was hit by the back door by the Dingpin Mingwang. He felt a sweet throat, and blood snatched his mouth. In his anger, he raised the body of the Buddha's Lord's evil spirit and shook the two of them. However, the Great Wheel Mingwang took advantage of the gap where his true energy was exhausted and he slashed the Buddha's flame knife to the chest of the monk.
The hot Buddha fire suddenly penetrated the protective energy, the monk vomited red again, the Ming King of the Great Wheel took advantage of the situation and killed again, and the Buddha's palms shot out one after another
The monk endured the severe pain and used the evil skull Buddhist beads in his hand to wrap around the wrist of the Great Wheel Mingwang, using softness to control the hardness, and using force to throw the Great Wheel Mingwang out to resolve the continuous Buddha palm.
The three Buddhas retreated, the three Buddhas attacked, the Venerable Water and Fire attacked left and right, and the water and fire were used to both sides, and the two swords of sin and punishment were entangled. At the same time, the King of Yungu Ming rushed to the monk Kongmen with his palms and fists alternated, and several strokes were made in his chest and abdomen. The huge Buddha power rushed into his body. The monk who had lost five successes was unable to resist. He suddenly fell to the ground like a broken thread, and his two swords also left his hand and inserted them on the ground.
After suffering continuous injuries, the monk's killing nature was pushed to the limit, his eyes were red like blood, like an evil ghost in hell, and he opened his mouth and made a strange laugh: Come to Ah, kill Ah, the compassionate Buddha, and the Buddha who saves all living beings, the demon comes to kill Ah!
While speaking, the evil spirit reached its peak. The towering Foshan Mountain was suddenly covered with evil magic sounds. Ten miles apart coincided with the evil ghost crying. It was the final form of the Zen Demon Sutra.
If you want to kill me, you will have to lose your life!
The evil light burst into the eyes of the monk. He raised his hand and raised his hand. The storm of ghost energy instantly condensed into a sharp edge. A sword that killed the gods and Buddhas broke through the roof of the Main Hall and shot straight into the sky.
Suddenly, the evil spirit condensed inexplicably moved, and his confidence disintegrated. In a trance, the monk's appearance turned into a solemn Dharma appearance.
Master Water and Fire recognized this Dharma image and said in surprise: Realm bright?
As soon as the words stopped, the realm of the Dharma Disintegration instantly disintegrated and became the body of the sin Buddha again, but the realm of the Dharma Disintegration replaced the body of the demon again. After a while, the demonic image suppressed the Buddha's body again. In this way, the two consciousnesses of one good and one evil form a tug-of-war, and they all want to overwhelm the other and seize control of the body.
If you are in trouble, you should not be able to cause trouble to the creatures!
The Great Wheel King is strong in order to eliminate demons, and the Buddha's palm condenses energy, so he wants to smash the heretics who are neither Buddha nor demons with one palm. Unexpectedly, the palm power has not been vomited but is suppressed by a strong Buddha Yuan. The wrist that has just reached halfway is held. When he looks back, he turns to see that it is the Lilou Bodhisattva.
Bodhisattva, why is this?
The Great Wheel Ming Wang asked inexplicably
Bodhisattva Lilou sighed: If he hadn't kept his hands in any way, he would have either died or been injured long ago, so he would have stopped!
The Great Wheel of the King’s Way: Bodhisattva, you should not be kind at this moment, eliminate endless evil, and then you will be in danger!
Bodhisattva Lilou sighed: Buddhism is compassionate and saves all sentient beings. Although the demon in front of him is a disaster, he is also one of the sentient beings. Since he still has a trace of Buddha's heart, Buddhism should open the door to convenience.
The Great Wheel Ming King was so anxious that he stomped his feet: Bodhisattva, now he is a Tibetan Buddha among the demons. Who knows when he will become an evil demon again? It is better to take this opportunity to understand the disaster and eliminate future troubles!
Bodhisattva Lilou said sternly: Great Wheel Ming King, what is the difference between your practice and Ning Killing Wuzong? You have been practicing Buddhism for many years but are still so confused!
Hearing the Bodhisattva's reprimand, the Great Wheel King did not dare to say much, so he had to close his eyes and recite the scriptures and recite the sins of the sins of the sins of the sins of the sins of the sins of the sins of the sins of the sins of the mouth.
The Bodhisattva Lilou raised his sleeves and two weapons fell in front of the monk at the same time, saying: I don’t know how Fansha Chan Xing came into your hands, but since this knife is willing to be used by you, it means that you are in the way that the divine sword recognizes. Fansha Chan Xing, the blood-killing sword, and the two different weapons are now in front of you. If it is a Buddha or a demon in the future, you will choose again!
Then, Lilou Bodhisattva cut off a branch from the yard and placed it in front of the monk, saying: Refining this devil's ring sword in the sea of suffering is to kill sins and to overcome the disaster. I hope you can wake up as soon as possible. A thousand years ago, an ascetic monk took a dead branch as a cane, traveling thousands of mountains and rivers, and teaching the six realms of sentient beings. Now the thousand Buddhas's wise calamity is coming, and no Buddha is avoided. You are neither Buddha nor demon, and are not within the calamity. Perhaps the only hope for this Dharma-Ending Calamity. If you can suddenly realize it in the future, please help all sentient beings in this end-of-day period without Buddhas and resolve all kinds of misfortunes! After saying these few words, Lilou Bodhisattva said: The loss of spiritual energy in Foshan must have been sucked away by those with intentions. We will chase you immediately and must intercept the disaster before the other party's conspiracy is completed!
Venerable Fire said: How can such a huge spiritual power be withstood by flesh and blood
Lilou Bodhisattva Path: The false Buddha tried every means to seize the body of Weituo Bodhisattva. I believe that it would not be just to revive the old age. The mystery hidden in the body of the Tathagata is not as simple as the surface
The Master of Water said: Since the Bodhisattva speaks, we should follow the Dharma, but...
Speaking of this, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the monk
The Bodhisattva Lilou Taoism: It is a Buddha or a demon only in one thought. Today’s cause and tomorrow’s result will be given to God’s will!
After saying that, he turned around and left. The six people sighed, leaving the monk behind and searching for the Bodhisattva Lilou.
After a fierce battle, the power of the Demon Buddha destroyed the Great Hall and was covered with scars. Coupled with the tragic situation of hundreds of monks on the ground, it seemed to be summoning the origin of the Dharma-Ending Calamity.
The declining temple, the swaying candles, cover the broken figure, and the heresy is like a dead thing that has lost its life, motionless, and cannot be separated from the surrounding corpses.
The place of practice in the past, the place of slaughter today, the monk meditated and murmured: Good roots, Dharma appearance, cause and effect, like dreams and illusions; sins, five aggregates, thousands of kalpas, like dew and lightning...
The sounds of whispering, the Buddha and demon appearances emerged at the same time, and unusual Dharma appearances appeared. The skeleton relics on the head were broken, and the yin and yang were broken, half clear and solemn, half evil and gloomy, and the Buddha and demon competition again appeared in the abyss of consciousness.
At the end of the void, the realm of Ming Dharma appeared, and the power of the Buddha reflected the body of the sin Buddha. The realm stepped on the mysterious steps and sang against his opponent's lower plate. He saw him hold the ankle of the monk with one foot, and then he twisted the monk's knees to the ground. The monk's legs and feet were thrust, forcibly twisted the king's foot, and forced the king's foot to open the king's foot, and at the same time, he waved his palm to slap the king's foot.
Jieming has sealed his chest, locking the killing move of the monk, and at the same time, the Buddha's energy is coming, and he vows to destroy the Buddha's will.
The monk's Rong's defeated, the demonic energy counterattacked, and fought against the Buddha's power
Both pasts are oneself, Buddha is the devil is the one who causes oneself, and one thought of attachment creates cause and effect, sins are redeemed not cause and effect, Buddha is repulsed and devils cannot distinguish between them.
The consciousness of the same origin should be inseparable, but before the arrival of the Thousand Buddhas' Virtue Catastrophe, an unprecedented tug-of-war appeared. Jie Ming waved his hand to sacrifice the Brahma Zen Xing. The monk Yang Xiu remembered the sword of blood-killing and the fight again. The punishment and sin started to fight in a state of illusion.
The monk raised his sword and slashed it down, and the sword blocked it. Both sides came and went, and the blade swam away.
Want to kill me?
The monk twisted his wrist and twisted it into a soft and strange knife force, wrapped around Fan Sha Chan Xing, and asked coldly
The Ming Jie moves without returning, and the strong and fierce moves, cuts horizontally and vertically, breaks the blood-killing sword blockade, and answers: It’s not killing, but passing!
As soon as the words were finished, the sword force of the world was three more powerful and heavy. With a clanging sound, the monk retreated several steps in a row.
The monk pointed at the ground with a sharp edge and sneered: I am you, I will definitely kill myself if I want to do something!
Jieming slowly closed his eyes and recited the Buddha silently
The monk raised his eyebrows angrily and hummed: Instead of closing his eyes and reciting scriptures, it is better to open your broken eyes and look at this broken world!
Jieming said lightly: How can the world be ruined? Because of the struggle for power and profit, and because of greed, it will eventually return to emptiness!
The monk sneered: Since I am going to return to nothing, why did I appear? Don’t forget that the fruit of my birth is the cause of your past life!
Jie Mingdao: You appeared because I once questioned Buddhism and insisted on bloodshed the world to cleanse all evils. I don’t know that myself is the greatest evil result. It is the disturbance of the heart of the demons. You were my past and my future, but now you and me coexist!
The sinner monk: Since it exists together, why do you appear again? Isn’t it a waste of time?
Jie Ming slowly opened his eyes and said: In the past, I rejected sins, but now I admit my sins. If I step on the wrong Buddha, I will be a demon. If I want to look back on the demon, I can become a Buddha and clear up doubts, get rid of our demonic obstacles, and return to Emptiness and Ming!
The Buddha's voice has not stopped, but I saw the world Ming transforming into three thousand with a knife, and the brilliant golden flowers fell down. Suddenly, thousands of Buddhas chanting, and the solemn aura enveloped the void
The monk's face changed slightly and he sneered: Thousand Buddhas' realm of brightness? With this illusion, I want to defeat me. You are as innocent as the sea of suffering!
Jie Mingdao: I have also said that it is not about defeating, but about rushing. It is neither denying nor excluding. You and I were born from the same origin, and there is no one who wins and who loses!
The spiritual fighting realm has opened up thousands of Buddhist phenomena again, and the Buddha's appearance in Qingming Festival is regained. Huaguang praises merits. He wants to overcome the sins of the Buddhist sect in front of him. The monk swung his sword again to welcome the monk's Zen Xing
The warriors were fighting with two swords, and the monk suddenly felt that his sword was strong and heavy, which made his arms sore and numb. His magic skills were difficult to perform. He was slashed backwards by a series of quick knives.
However, the monk clearly showed the intention of the next move of the Realm Ming, which was the trend of the Three Voids and Seven Reals, so he adjusted the moves and used the sword path of the Three Voids and Seven Reals to unravel the path of the Three Voids and Seven Littles.
Humph, I know all your martial arts knowledge, and I want to defeat my naivety!
Before the words were finished, the monk's sword pointed straight towards the sky, and the sound of the magic sound was evil in an instant. The ghost sang the power of the demon, which was the most powerful style of the sound of the 100-sin sins.
Good causes are me, evil consequences are me, and the world will be reborn in Nirvana!
Jieming slowly closed his eyes, and the Brahma Zen Xing floated out of thin air, with bright light, no moves or postures, no more than three religions, and no more tricks, and no more than the boundaries of Buddhism.
The move to transcend the three religions, and the ending style of the demon Buddha, the corresponding two people are about to cut off their entangled fate. In the real world, the appearance of Buddha and demon begins to collapse with the fierce fighting in the illusion of consciousness. The two forces of the demonic energy and Buddha light opposing begin to dissipate. Suddenly, a thunderous light surges into the sky, and the corpses on the ground turn into clouds and smoke, dissipating nothingness
When the light retreats, there is no trace of demons or Buddha in the place, and the two swords of the demons and Buddhas are also missing. The dead branch transforms on its own and turns into a simple and unpretentious Zen stick!
The bell rings at the pagoda, but it is extremely dull, and it looks like a hoarse sound, crying speechlessly. The Buddhist temple in Jinling is shrouded in a piece of scripture, and the mantras of rebirth are ringing one after another.
Another close person left him. Long Hui looked low and was in a mess. He walked slowly on the street without holding an umbrella or using his skills. He let the autumn rain drip on his body. He looked up at the misty rain. The familiar moon-white monk's robe seemed to be right in front of him, but when he wanted to get close, he found that it was all false.
Before I knew it, before I walked to an alley, the deep alley was filled with tranquility in the rain and fog. Long Hui thought and slowly stepped in. When he walked to the bottom of the alley, he saw an elegant courtyard. The door was covered with a plaque with three big words.
Pushing the door, the huge courtyard was empty, the fallen leaves on the ground lie in the rain, and an elegant rain pavilion in front of it, with glazed jade tiles and vermilion beams, raindrops flow down the tiles, dinging and squeaking out the ears
The rain pavilion is covered by gauze curtains, like a figure sitting upright, and white smoke floats out from it, mixed with a faint and quiet fragrance, refreshing the heart
You are here!
A light fairy sound sounded in the pavilion, as if it was a vague and illusory sound, as if it was a friend who had been waiting for a long time.
Long Hui was slightly stunned, smiled bitterly, and said: Master, I'm here to bother you
Let's talk about it when you come in, look at you're so wet
Yu Xiuting's pleasant voice came, and Long Hui nodded involuntarily and slowly walked into the pavilion. As soon as he lifted the gauze curtain, he saw a soft fairy shadow reflected into his eyes.
There was a tea table in the pavilion, and Yu Xiuting knelt on the futon. Her elegant and poetic appearance did not apply makeup. She and Luo Qingyan also didn't like to wear jewelry. She just used a jade hairpin to tie her hair up and dressed in black clothes. She made her skin white, her bright eyes and white teeth, adding a three-point calm and elegant charm. A pot of hot tea was burned on the tea table, and two tea cups were placed next to her, and a futon was placed opposite her. The futon was snow-white, like a touch of snow.
Yu Xiuting looked at the teapot in her hand with thin eyebrows and apricot eyes in her eyes.
Red lips are dripping, but they are a little bit of a smile that is not like the world
Long Hui held his breath, afraid of disturbing the beauty's tea fun, so he was so-called afraid of not speaking loudly, afraid of shocking Qiongyu Tianren
Yu Xiuting said simply and clearly: Let’s sit down!
Long Hui was about to sit in the cushion, but he heard Yu Xiuting's coquettish voice: Do you want to wet my things with water? Quick exercise to evaporate the water vapor, otherwise you will stand for me!
Long Hui was slightly stunned and apologized awkwardly: I was reckless!
After saying that, the fire-like true essence was activated, and the heat swelled to evaporate the water on the body. He was afraid that the mud on his body would defile the white silk futon, so he checked his clothes again, and then took off his boots and sat down after confirming that it was fine.
Yu Xiuting rolled up her sleeves lightly, her beautiful eyes flowed, her white jade hand held a purple clay pot, and poured two cups of tea. The tea like amber was less than half a cup, and the fragrance lingered.
Long Hui wanted to hold up the teacup and taste Xianya fragrant tea, but saw Yu Xiuting angry, pinched the sword in his hand, and popped it out with his finger, saying: You need to be calm when drinking tea, your mind is not calm. Instead of letting you chew peonies, it is better to let this tea return to the dust.
Long Hui poured his strength into the cup, hugged the porcelain cup in the sword energy, and said: The master of the valley was surprised by this. If his mind was not calm, he had to find a way to calm down. This tea was fragrant and fragrant. It was cooked by the sword immortal, so it must have the effect of calming down the mind.
Yu Xiuting's eyes were locked, and she smiled slightly, and asked indifferently: To put it nicely, do you know what kind of tea this is?
Long Hui was speechless and smiled awkwardly, lowered his head to taste the tea, and his mouth suddenly became fragrant, and he blurted out: Good tea! I don’t know what the origin of this tea is, so I also want to get half a catty to go back for Binger and the others to taste it.
Yu Xiuting glanced at him and said: This kind of tea produces only three or four taels a year, but you actually want half a pound.
Long Hui stuck out his tongue and said incredibly: Is this tea... so expensive?
Yu Xiuting said: This tea is called tea source, as the name suggests, is the source of tea leaves in the world. It tastes sweet and fragrant, condenses but does not disperse, looks light but thick, and a single leaf can make sweet and fragrant tea.
Long Hui took a breath and said: What a tea source... I think I am really ignorant.
Yu Xiuting raised the teacup on her own, and her snow-white skin color and the plain jade porcelain cup complement each other with a sip. A faint lip mark was left on the plain porcelain cup, and then slowly lowered the porcelain cup and filled the tea with Longhui. She said: This is the second tea brewed, and the leaves are just right, but only those who are calm can taste it.
Long Hui took a deep breath, slowly calmed down, took a small sip of the tea mouth, and it was true that there was a fragrance that penetrated the heart and flowed through all limbs and bones.
Yu Xiuting said: The reason why this tea is precious is that it is rare because it is collected from a leaf on a tree. This tree is always in a dead tree. Only in Laba every year will tender buds grow in winter snow. The tender buds are fleeting, which are comparable to the blooming of the celestial cereal.
Long Hui said: Scarcity is precious, no wonder this tea is so special
Yu Xiuting said: Everything has its beginning and end, the tea source only lasts for a day, the fleece of cereal is just for a moment of beauty, but it leaves fragrance for the world, which is worth it
Long Hui felt something in her words, and only heard Yu Xiuting slowly stand up. After her hands were held, her beautiful eyes stared at the rain outside the pavilion and said lightly: The Buddha's path is rugged and difficult to walk, and in the end he is still reluctant to give up his original intention. He would rather fall into the sea of suffering than pull the lost person back to the other shore. He will be kind to the world, and the heaven and earth can see it. What are the regrets in this life!
Long Hui knew that the other party was using a tea machine to break through his heart, so he couldn't help but stand up gratefully to make a compilation: Thank you, Lord of the Valley for your advice!
Yu Xiuting smiled and said: Since you have calmed down, just drink another cup! But since you have to know the tea, you must know the tea matter, otherwise it will be a disrespect for the fragrant tea. Long Hui asked: The son-in-law doesn’t know the allusion of tea source, so please give me some advice from the master of the valley?
The last sentence of the master's mother-in-law was quite difficult to talk. Yu Xiuting smiled at it, and he adjusted his thoughts and opened his mouth lightly: In the early days of the war in Taihuang, the three tribes and three religions showed their power and fought to the earth. Who would have expected that the Buddha's world had encountered the solemn calamity of the past, and the Buddhism was weak, and entered the Dharma-Ending Age. The Buddhist saint knew that the destiny of heaven was not violated. The prosperity and decline were the rules of the way of heaven, and they could not force it. However, in order to protect the fire of the Buddha's veins, they laid a solution for the fire of the Buddha, but they did not expect that the two demons and evil clans took advantage of the situation to attack. The Buddha's gambled for life, but the Buddha's power was weak and could not defeat the evil power. In the critical moment, the saint Kunpeng saved the fire of the Buddha's veins.
Long Huiqi said: What is the relationship between this section of Taihuang secret and the tea source?
Yu Xiuting said: According to legend, after the Kunpeng Saint saved the Buddha's vein fire, he used the wood spirit to protect the fire. As the saying goes, wood produces fire. After the wood spirit protects the fire, it divides a qi into a strange tree, which is the wood of the tea source.
Long Hui sighed: I never thought that a cup of fragrant tea would involve such an allusion
The sound of rain outside the pavilion gradually diminished. Yu Xiuting looked at the rain and fog from a distance and said: This rain has a bit of cold air, I think it is necessary to enter winter.
Long Hui followed her words: It will snow when winter begins. I wonder what is the difference between the winter snow in the south of the Yangtze River and the northern border?
Yu Xiuting said: The snow in the northern border is strong and domineering, but the snow in the south of the Yangtze River is soft and has a bit of longness.
There was a little bit of color in my eyes as I spoke
Long Hui asked: Valley Master, do you like watching the snow?
Yu Xiuting was a little surprised and said: How did you know that I like watching the snow?
Long Hui said: Xuexin’s birthday is in summer, but there is a word for snow, so I guessed it. Yu Xiuting nodded with a smile: You can see it accurately. I do like to watch the snow scene. When I was a child, I would lie on the windowsill to watch the snow. When I grew up, I would go to various places to enjoy the snow scene.
The fairy sound has stopped, and the autumn rain has also stopped. The following are snowflakes. Yu Xiuting looked up at the sky, with her beautiful eyes showing a complex look, which is both joyful and worried: Is it snowing? Something is wrong... According to the solar terms, there shouldn't be snow in Jinling at this time
Long Hui also felt strange and was inexplicably restless. He felt that the snow was coming very unusual, as if he was seeing off the sea of suffering, and as if he was a sign of not wanting to do so.
On the side, Yu Xiuting looked at Jianxin again, her eyes condensed, and she penetrated the sky. She saw an inexplicable cloud passing by quickly, extremely cold, and hidden three thousand sins. She also had tears from the Buddha's blood monk, which made her heart tremble violently.
It is rumored that when the solemn calamity came, a disaster had passed... Could it be that the virtuous calamity is really coming now?
Yu Xiuting murmured to herself, decades ago, the decisive monks were forged with blood, and the decisive battle in the evil realm was first caused by the white lotus Nirvana, and then the Buddhas of Heaven entered the extinction. Now, the sea of suffering has subsided in the south of the Yangtze River. Many Buddhas are hard to appear one after another. The curse of the thousand Buddhas killing the body seems to be the established fate, which is difficult to avoid.
The strange snow is getting heavier and heavier. In a moment, the whole of Jinling becomes a crystal world. Yanliuju is already clean and flawless, and the snow is charming, but Yu Xiuting has no trace of joy, and the willow eyebrows are locked
Long Hui said: Master of the Valley, you don’t have to worry about a strange snow, and you can’t stop any disasters and difficulties. Instead of worrying about it, it’s better to try to be self-reliant. Even if there are disasters in the future, you can deal with them calmly!
Yu Xiuting said: I tried every means to help you, but I didn’t expect it to turn it back!
Long Hui said: The master of the valley laughed. Since the snow has fallen, you might as well watch it quietly.
He slightly emphasized the word "jingxin" and Yu Xiuting couldn't help but chuckled and said angrily: "Friendship, you still remember this, it is used to give me back. What a petty little man!
Long Hui haha: I call applying what I have learned!
Yu Xiuting was amused and crying. The calm Jianxin had a little intention of revenge and said: Well, General Long, who has applied his knowledge, dare to take my sword!
Before he finished speaking, his sword fingers were poked by lightning. Long Hui sealed the sword with his backhand, but he was forced out of the pavilion with a sword because of his precedence.
The Valley Master, a sneak attack in secret is not the authentic Jiandao!
Long Hui protested
Yu Xiuting smiled and said: The sword is taking a different approach, and it is fast and not attacking. Just now, you are always saying that you will never stop self-improvement, how could you be afraid of this sneak attack and assassination!
While speaking, the fairy shadow floated, and a black robe slowly descended. The black silk dress formed a sharp contrast with the white surroundings.
The elegant and quiet beautiful woman stood on the snow, her slender waist stood quietly upright, and her ink skirt covered the snow, as if she was a black jade crystal standing proudly from the snow, dignified and out of the dust.
Yu Xiuting pinched the seal with her sword finger, and the snowflakes suddenly churned, forming a crystal snow sword, holding it in her palm
Long Hui smiled and said, "Snow is pleasant, Jian Feng talks about martial arts. The valley master is so elegant and happy, how can the son-in-law be disrespectful!"
Yu Xiuting smiled and said: Then let’s take a move!
Once upon a time, when I was still a cardamom girl, she would hold a sword and stand in the falling snowflakes and dance with the wind. As she grew older, her sword skills were at its peak. I hope someone could compete with me in the snow to discuss swords. However, there were very few people in the world who could stand at the peak and their hearts were tumbling because they happened to meet a confidant. The sword condensed with frost because of the sudden encounter with a strong hand. The dragon gathered energy and lifted strength. The two fingers transformed into the essence of the sword spirit, which opened the prelude to the martial arts judgment, aroused the snow waves in the sky, and Yiqing was sad because of the death of his friend.
Yu Xiuting's black skirt swayed lightly, the sword light swayed lightly, like a floating snow, but it was as quiet as a mirror lake, and the waves were still. The snow waves stirred by the dragon's energy instantly calmed down, and restored the quiet snow color of the past
One movement and one static, two different martial winds perform a beautiful sword technique in the snow. Longhui's sword moves lightly and sharply, the sword pointing, Wanxue's ice flower condenses sharply, Yu Xiuting's sword heart is calm, as quiet as a mountain, beautiful eyes lock the enemy and find the empty gate
After a gap, the sword weaving is supreme artistic conception, beautiful, and the sad beauty floats out, the snowflakes rise, the ice edges turn, just touch the eyes, the sword energy rises, the first move between the two sides, the energy stirs the snow waves roll
The more intense the snow wave rolled, the rushing spring of Longhui was urging, and he rushed forward with the rapid and fast sword force. However, the tumbling snow wave slowly calmed down without realizing it, and the snow returned to quiet again without dust. This phenomenon was actually Xiuting's sword intent against Longhui's fast sword.
Long Hui was in the elixir of the Yuangong, and the sword pointed to the condensed Qi. The fierce sword hit again. The rapid airflow brought up the snow dust in the sky, like a rushing tide, trying to swallow the enemy in front of him. Yu Xiuting was calm and pulled up a shiny white snow sword in her hand. The snow wave anger tide actually calmed down again. At the same time, the sword finger was slanted, without any moves, but it took the dead corner of Long Hui's sword technique.
The sharp edge of the palace is forcing the palace, and Long Hui is again performing the ultimate style of ten thousand soldiers. The sword moves lightly and wants to break the sky and kill the sword. It is clinking Yu Xiuting's sword silently. It has both lightly and spiritual sword waves, and the heavy sword without sharp edges, and the heavenly magic image. It is no longer a sword, but the limit of Tao. The sword spirit, which can be called a secretly integrated with the essence of swordsmanship, was broken by one. Long Hui was no longer bound by swordsmanship in a hurry, and directly activated the ten thousand soldiers to attack. Only when he saw the snowflakes condense the weapons and attacked them together, he could stop the sword intent of the wonderful and utmost thunder.
The sword technique of Tianjian Valley was passed down to Moyang, and the sword technique of Moyang was transformed from the sword spirit in the book of Yanwu Tian. It was somewhat limited, but Yu Xiuting's sword that seemed quiet and moving had already seen the exquisiteness of the great way, completely beyond the scope of the sword spirit, and was unique and unique, and she created her unique skills in the immortal sword.
The tricks have been completed, and both sides have stopped when they clicked. Long Hui praised: The master's sword is so brilliant, I don't know what a wonderful sword technique it is
Yu Xiuting said: This is what I realized for a moment. There is no move in the sword. The sword intention is secretly combined with no move, and there is no move better than there is a move.
Long Hui muttered: No move is better than a move...
Seeing him falling into thought, Yu Xiuting couldn't help but say: Although everyone talks about these five words, how many people can actually truly understand it.
Long Hui hurriedly said: The Valley Master misunderstood. I am not saying that these words are old-fashioned, but I just feel that it seems to be a bit inadequate.
Yu Xiuting raised her eyebrows and said: Then what do you think is a sword intent that is better than having no moves?
Long Hui said: I see that the sword intent of the master of the valley is peaceful and peaceful, and I no longer stick to victory or defeat, but the key is the word victory. The word victory makes the sword too obsessed with victory or defeat, and it is inevitable that I will lose some artistic conception.
Yu Xiuting was slightly stunned, as if she had insights but couldn't say them, but Long Hui said: It's better to use the word "Sheng" as "Du", "Du" has no tricks, "Du" has no tricks, "Du" has no thoughts, "Du" has no thoughts, "Du" has no thoughts, "Du" has no thoughts, "Du" has no thoughts, "Du" has no thoughts, "Du" has no thoughts, "Du" has no thoughts, "Du"
Yu Xiuting pondered for a moment, suddenly raised her eyes and said: What a move without a move, the sword without a thought in the void, I, Yu Xiuting, have been intoxicated with swordsmanship for many years, but I didn't know that there was such an opinion in the world.
Long Hui bowed and said: I'm just talking nonsense, don't be surprised by the Valley Lord
Yu Xiuting dissipated the sword intent, the snow sword in her hand disappeared invisible, and she smiled with a red lips: You are too humble, I have to thank you today. Just a few words made me feel refreshed again
The sword intent covering the surroundings dissipated, and Long Hui felt relaxed. Only then did he realize that the sharp air flow generated by the battle just now cut Yu Xiuting's skirt. The cracked cut moved with the snow wind, revealing the left leg without any fat. Yu Xiuting was not wearing any shoes, the white jade was flawless, and the delicate jade feet were gently stepped on the snow. The crystal toenails were like mica jade, and the condensed snow skin seemed to melt with the snow.
Yu Xiuting's pretty face turned slightly red, and her jade hand gently swung forward, as if it was bounced away the non-existent dust. Then she took a small step and covered the exposed spring light without any trace, which also smoothly eliminated the embarrassment between the two.
Long Hui, you have been out for a long time, go back quickly to avoid worrying Xuexin
Yu Xiuting's face quickly returned to peace, and the red glow seemed to be a flash in the pan
Long Hui bowed his hand and said: The son-in-law has been bothering him for a long time. I will say goodbye first and come to visit him next day!
When he got home, he smelled the fragrance of tea. Long Hui walked in and saw Xue Xin lowering her head to make tea. When he saw him coming in, he lifted his skirt and ran: Brother, you are back
When the little girl ran, her two tender white jade feet overlapped and her snow core didn't even wear shoes.
Long Hui coughed dryly and said: Xuexin, aren’t you afraid of pricking your feet when you run around barefoot?
Wei Xuexin's pretty face turned slightly red and said: I was cooking tea just now, but when I saw my elder brother come back, I forgot to wear shoes.
Long Huiqi said: Do you have to take off your shoes and remove socks when cooking tea?
Wei Xuexin said: This is what my mother taught me. Cooking tea is a way of making tea, and it requires sincerity, so I have to take off my shoes and socks. I saw that you are still sad about Senior Brother Kuhai’s affairs, so I wanted to cook a pot of Jingxin tea for you so that my brother can relax earlier!
Long Hui couldn't help but be stunned, reached out and hugged her in his arms, and said softly: Xuexin, thank you
Wei Xuexin nodded, and was in his arms for a moment, and said: Brother, if you don’t drink tea, it will change!
Long Hui picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tip of his tongue filled with fragrance, which was condensed but not dissipated. He couldn't help but secretly praised: This girl's cooking skills are so messy, but this tea art is catching up with her mother.
The fierce battle in Jinling came to an end. The Buddha's crusade through the demons but fell into the sea of suffering. At this moment, the Yunshan Jue Ridge was even more chaotic.
Above the sky, the Bodhisattva Lilou stepped on the clouds in the wind, stared at the head, and then pondered, and his eyes suddenly opened. He saw Lei Peak dead, the Zen Temple collapsed, the mountain gate was dark, and the Buddha's veins were destroyed. In the past, thousands of Buddhas shone wide in the holy land, but today the moon was less, and the light was slim.
Lilou originally wanted to return to the main hall under the severe injury of the fake Wei Tuo to expose his evil deeds, but the more he looked, the more he looked, the more he was, the more he was, the more he looked, the more he was in the Buddha's main hall. Even if he was invaded by the demonic atmosphere, the Buddha's vein would rise up and fight back. How could it be so silent? Moreover, the Buddha's aura in the mountains seemed to be gone.
Lilou frowned and thought to himself, and his heart was filled with worries: It is logical that Wei Tuo was hit by Master Yu's life-losing sword, but why is the monk still uneasy
Thinking of this, Lilou moved his body and landed on the Yunhai Foshan Mountain. As soon as he stepped foot, his anxiety became more and more uneasy, because there was no one in the temple. Not only did he no longer have the sound of chanting scriptures at night, but even the night patrol monks were not seen. The entire Leifeng Zen Temple became an empty city.
Lilou held his breath and concentrated his mind, slowly stepped on the Buddha land of Pure Land in the past, but a dead air surged from the earth veins, and he couldn't help but be surprised: The earth veins in Foshan were lifeless. Who did it to destroy all the energy of the Buddha veins?
As soon as he changed his mind, the Bodhisattva Lilou used the Buddha's light to slap the ground with a magnificent palm, and used the Buddha's energy to test the status of the Foshan veins. The Buddha's spiritual power penetrated into the mountains and flowed with the flow. It was unobstructed and there was no sign of damage.
The Buddha's vein has not been destroyed, but the spiritual energy has been lost. There is only one possibility
Bodhisattva Lilou immediately understood that Foshan spiritual energy was sucked away!
I was puzzled, but I heard a violent explosion of air coming from inside. The source of the sound was the main palace of the Zen Temple.
The Bodhisattva of Lilou immediately rushed over. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the Buddha falling in disgrace, the monk's bones were all over the ground, the blood pool prison scene was sensational, but seven fierce battle figures were seen on the side of the treasure hall. It turned out that Venerable Water and Fire gathered together with the four Ming kings to fight one person.
The four great Ming kings are: Baoshu Ming king, Dingpin Ming king, Dalun Ming king, Yungu Ming king. They saw four people starting their hands to praise the merits of Buddha light, and want to eliminate the appearance of non-Buddhism in front of them.
The four Buddha powers combined with qi and martial arts, and they rushed to the core heresy, but they saw the heretic Dharma image, with thousands of skeletons on their heads, their eyes were red and bloody, and their palms transformed into demons. They swept their sleeves and opened the Four Buddha Yuangongs
Seeing this, Venerable Water and Fire showed his best. One hand pinched the seal to summon the three flavors of great compassion to purify the demonic atmosphere. The other hand raised his hand to sweep out the fire of the Burning Karma and refine the evil end.
Six strong forces sealed the six consciousnesses. The monk was furious and frowned. He turned his hand to use the blood-killing sword and forcibly cut through the six Buddhas' combined moves. However, he was injured first, and the sword was far inferior to before. Instead, he was shocked and his internal organs were spitting red. However, the bloody monk further stimulated the monk's murderous nature. He danced in all directions with a blood knife, only attacking but not defending, and his life-threatening fighting method forced a gap in the Buddha formation.
The monk's cold eyes locked on the King of Treasure Tree, the demon heart beat the killing, the red blade slashed the head on his neck, and at the critical moment, the Bodhisattva Lilou stepped forward, slapped the back of the knife, and beat the sword's momentum in a slight manner.
When the monks saw the Bodhisattva Lilou appear, their minds were very calm. Venerable Huo said: Bodhisattva, this evil deed is slaughtering the Foshan General Altar, don’t let him go!
Bodhisattva Lilou waved his hand and said: The monks have already entered the death of their anger and murderous intent, so find out why before making plans!
Venerable Fire said: According to the Bodhisattva’s decree, we went back to the mountain to expose the false Wei Tuo was thinking, but as soon as we went to Foshan, the ground was covered with corpses, and this evil was in the Great Hall...
Bodhisattva Lilou frowned and said: Have you seen him kill someone?
The six monks were slightly stunned and shook their heads and said: Nothing is there
The Great Wheel Ming Wang Dada: This demon monk is full of killing karma. If he is not his poisonous hand, who else can he have!
Lilou Bodhisattva’s Word: King Ming, you are attached to the appearance. I see that a group of monks were not harmed by butchers’ knives, but were sucked away from the essence.
The six monks looked at the corpses on the ground and did not see any injuries. Instead, their skin shrank and dried. Lilou Bodhisattva said again: The dead monks either have a very good relationship with us, or they just don’t care about the world and remain neutral, but they don’t see disciples from Wei Tuo’s lineage.
The Master Shui nodded and said: What the Bodhisattva said is very true. If it is wrong for the monk to do, he will kill him when he lifts up the knife, and he will not be able to distinguish between the dead soul under the knife and the dead soul.
At this moment, a contemptuous smile sounded: I came here to wash the Zen temple and kill all the bald donkeys in the world to drive away the Buddha in my heart. What is the difference between these people being killed by me?
Lilou Bodhisattva’s Path: To judge things by facts, since the monks are not destroyed by your hands, no matter you have the intention of killing, this crime cannot be held on your head!
The sinner monk laughed: My existence is to be guilty of sin and killing, I am evil, I am sin, what is the difference between one more and one less!
As soon as the words were finished, the demon monk's crazy nature reappeared, and the blood knife swung toward the Bodhisattva of Lilou again
The Bodhisattva Lilou raised his sleeves and robe, and the destruction of the skull Dharma was suddenly sacrificed. He poured the power of the Buddha into the cassock, which was comparable to the strange clothes of the heavenly silkworm. It was both hard and soft and fearless blood, and the sword was sharp, and it was full of the intention of killing the butcher knife.
The monk's eyes were filled with evil again, and the evil power of the Zen Demon Sutra was used again, and he used a move. The Blood Pool Prison Scene, instantly turned the Great Hall into a sea of endless blood, driving the inner world of the ghosts, turning the blade, and forcibly crushing the robes of the Bodhisattva of the Lilou Tower.
Once in the world for the world, he had no regrets in slandering his body, but he had no regrets. He had no choice but to stir up trouble in the world. He witnessed the people being bullied, and his sincere original intention was never restored. He could only kill all sins by butchering a knife. Where is the Buddha now? What is the devil now? He has never heard of knocking his heart, but he is better than slaughtering and seeking pleasure. He only sees the sin Buddha dancing his sword and killing karma, and is strongly trying to break the golden body of the Bodhisattva
Lilou Bodhisattva pinched the seal with three fingers, one move, Tianlu Wanhua hand, first remove the opponent's five-point knife force, then change one move, observe the mind freely, stab the monk Tanzhong point, the monk Tanzhong point is injured, either dead or injured, Lilou Bodhisattva wants to force the monk to stop the move to defend
Who would have expected that the monk had already killed Hong's eyes, and did not care about his own survival or death. He was determined to kill the Buddha in front of him. He did not retreat but advanced instead, and slashed towards the Bodhisattva Lilou.
This sword was a situation where the same death was over. The Bodhisattva Lilou was unwilling to fight hard and immediately withdrew his fingers, but temporarily retracted the true energy to repel his body. The Bodhisattva Lilou was injured three points first. At the same time, the sword light of the monk was already coming, and the cold air rushed towards the door.
At the critical moment, a golden light flashed, and only a loud noise of war was heard. A solemn sword held the sword of blood-killing. It turned out to be the monk, and the sword holder was actually the monk himself. He saw that he held the sword knife in his left hand and the blood knife in his right hand. The two blades of the Buddha and demon that were opposite were actually held by one person at the same time.
Fan Sha Chan Xing? He...
When the sword of the Demon-Suppressing the Rings was seen, the fire master was filled with an ominous sign. He was furious and clapped his palms at the monk's back door. The flames flowed through his body and forced his life. The monk's instinct was used to defend himself. The sword turned around and cut the Buddha's fire fire and took the chest of the Venerable Fire.
The sword that should have been killed was inexplicably disturbed by consciousness. The sword path changed drastically, causing Venerable Fire to escape a disaster. The other five Buddhas have guessed that the body of suffering was unexpected, and they were unable to stop their grief and anger. They once again joined forces to kill the heretics and sinful Buddha.
The Buddha and demon consciousness in the body were mixed and impacted, and the monk's inner breath suddenly fell into chaos, but the murderous intention was gone, and he fought alone in the group of Buddhas with fearlessness.
The Mingwang of Baoshu Zhuanzheng practices profound Zen style, the Mingwang fist transforms into a strong Buddha's ritual, the Mingwang's palm splits thunder and fire, and takes the lead in forming a triangle siege
Only half of the body of the sinner monk was left, and the sword energy was no longer sharp as before. First, the sword was swept by the monk's sleeve of the treasure tree, and then the sword was hit by the back door by the Dingpin Mingwang. He felt a sweet throat, and blood snatched his mouth. In his anger, he raised the body of the Buddha's Lord's evil spirit and shook the two of them. However, the Great Wheel Mingwang took advantage of the gap where his true energy was exhausted and he slashed the Buddha's flame knife to the chest of the monk.
The hot Buddha fire suddenly penetrated the protective energy, the monk vomited red again, the Ming King of the Great Wheel took advantage of the situation and killed again, and the Buddha's palms shot out one after another
The monk endured the severe pain and used the evil skull Buddhist beads in his hand to wrap around the wrist of the Great Wheel Mingwang, using softness to control the hardness, and using force to throw the Great Wheel Mingwang out to resolve the continuous Buddha palm.
The three Buddhas retreated, the three Buddhas attacked, the Venerable Water and Fire attacked left and right, and the water and fire were used to both sides, and the two swords of sin and punishment were entangled. At the same time, the King of Yungu Ming rushed to the monk Kongmen with his palms and fists alternated, and several strokes were made in his chest and abdomen. The huge Buddha power rushed into his body. The monk who had lost five successes was unable to resist. He suddenly fell to the ground like a broken thread, and his two swords also left his hand and inserted them on the ground.
After suffering continuous injuries, the monk's killing nature was pushed to the limit, his eyes were red like blood, like an evil ghost in hell, and he opened his mouth and made a strange laugh: Come to Ah, kill Ah, the compassionate Buddha, and the Buddha who saves all living beings, the demon comes to kill Ah!
While speaking, the evil spirit reached its peak. The towering Foshan Mountain was suddenly covered with evil magic sounds. Ten miles apart coincided with the evil ghost crying. It was the final form of the Zen Demon Sutra.
If you want to kill me, you will have to lose your life!
The evil light burst into the eyes of the monk. He raised his hand and raised his hand. The storm of ghost energy instantly condensed into a sharp edge. A sword that killed the gods and Buddhas broke through the roof of the Main Hall and shot straight into the sky.
Suddenly, the evil spirit condensed inexplicably moved, and his confidence disintegrated. In a trance, the monk's appearance turned into a solemn Dharma appearance.
Master Water and Fire recognized this Dharma image and said in surprise: Realm bright?
As soon as the words stopped, the realm of the Dharma Disintegration instantly disintegrated and became the body of the sin Buddha again, but the realm of the Dharma Disintegration replaced the body of the demon again. After a while, the demonic image suppressed the Buddha's body again. In this way, the two consciousnesses of one good and one evil form a tug-of-war, and they all want to overwhelm the other and seize control of the body.
If you are in trouble, you should not be able to cause trouble to the creatures!
The Great Wheel King is strong in order to eliminate demons, and the Buddha's palm condenses energy, so he wants to smash the heretics who are neither Buddha nor demons with one palm. Unexpectedly, the palm power has not been vomited but is suppressed by a strong Buddha Yuan. The wrist that has just reached halfway is held. When he looks back, he turns to see that it is the Lilou Bodhisattva.
Bodhisattva, why is this?
The Great Wheel Ming Wang asked inexplicably
Bodhisattva Lilou sighed: If he hadn't kept his hands in any way, he would have either died or been injured long ago, so he would have stopped!
The Great Wheel of the King’s Way: Bodhisattva, you should not be kind at this moment, eliminate endless evil, and then you will be in danger!
Bodhisattva Lilou sighed: Buddhism is compassionate and saves all sentient beings. Although the demon in front of him is a disaster, he is also one of the sentient beings. Since he still has a trace of Buddha's heart, Buddhism should open the door to convenience.
The Great Wheel Ming King was so anxious that he stomped his feet: Bodhisattva, now he is a Tibetan Buddha among the demons. Who knows when he will become an evil demon again? It is better to take this opportunity to understand the disaster and eliminate future troubles!
Bodhisattva Lilou said sternly: Great Wheel Ming King, what is the difference between your practice and Ning Killing Wuzong? You have been practicing Buddhism for many years but are still so confused!
Hearing the Bodhisattva's reprimand, the Great Wheel King did not dare to say much, so he had to close his eyes and recite the scriptures and recite the sins of the sins of the sins of the sins of the sins of the sins of the sins of the sins of the sins of the mouth.
The Bodhisattva Lilou raised his sleeves and two weapons fell in front of the monk at the same time, saying: I don’t know how Fansha Chan Xing came into your hands, but since this knife is willing to be used by you, it means that you are in the way that the divine sword recognizes. Fansha Chan Xing, the blood-killing sword, and the two different weapons are now in front of you. If it is a Buddha or a demon in the future, you will choose again!
Then, Lilou Bodhisattva cut off a branch from the yard and placed it in front of the monk, saying: Refining this devil's ring sword in the sea of suffering is to kill sins and to overcome the disaster. I hope you can wake up as soon as possible. A thousand years ago, an ascetic monk took a dead branch as a cane, traveling thousands of mountains and rivers, and teaching the six realms of sentient beings. Now the thousand Buddhas's wise calamity is coming, and no Buddha is avoided. You are neither Buddha nor demon, and are not within the calamity. Perhaps the only hope for this Dharma-Ending Calamity. If you can suddenly realize it in the future, please help all sentient beings in this end-of-day period without Buddhas and resolve all kinds of misfortunes! After saying these few words, Lilou Bodhisattva said: The loss of spiritual energy in Foshan must have been sucked away by those with intentions. We will chase you immediately and must intercept the disaster before the other party's conspiracy is completed!
Venerable Fire said: How can such a huge spiritual power be withstood by flesh and blood
Lilou Bodhisattva Path: The false Buddha tried every means to seize the body of Weituo Bodhisattva. I believe that it would not be just to revive the old age. The mystery hidden in the body of the Tathagata is not as simple as the surface
The Master of Water said: Since the Bodhisattva speaks, we should follow the Dharma, but...
Speaking of this, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the monk
The Bodhisattva Lilou Taoism: It is a Buddha or a demon only in one thought. Today’s cause and tomorrow’s result will be given to God’s will!
After saying that, he turned around and left. The six people sighed, leaving the monk behind and searching for the Bodhisattva Lilou.
After a fierce battle, the power of the Demon Buddha destroyed the Great Hall and was covered with scars. Coupled with the tragic situation of hundreds of monks on the ground, it seemed to be summoning the origin of the Dharma-Ending Calamity.
The declining temple, the swaying candles, cover the broken figure, and the heresy is like a dead thing that has lost its life, motionless, and cannot be separated from the surrounding corpses.
The place of practice in the past, the place of slaughter today, the monk meditated and murmured: Good roots, Dharma appearance, cause and effect, like dreams and illusions; sins, five aggregates, thousands of kalpas, like dew and lightning...
The sounds of whispering, the Buddha and demon appearances emerged at the same time, and unusual Dharma appearances appeared. The skeleton relics on the head were broken, and the yin and yang were broken, half clear and solemn, half evil and gloomy, and the Buddha and demon competition again appeared in the abyss of consciousness.
At the end of the void, the realm of Ming Dharma appeared, and the power of the Buddha reflected the body of the sin Buddha. The realm stepped on the mysterious steps and sang against his opponent's lower plate. He saw him hold the ankle of the monk with one foot, and then he twisted the monk's knees to the ground. The monk's legs and feet were thrust, forcibly twisted the king's foot, and forced the king's foot to open the king's foot, and at the same time, he waved his palm to slap the king's foot.
Jieming has sealed his chest, locking the killing move of the monk, and at the same time, the Buddha's energy is coming, and he vows to destroy the Buddha's will.
The monk's Rong's defeated, the demonic energy counterattacked, and fought against the Buddha's power
Both pasts are oneself, Buddha is the devil is the one who causes oneself, and one thought of attachment creates cause and effect, sins are redeemed not cause and effect, Buddha is repulsed and devils cannot distinguish between them.
The consciousness of the same origin should be inseparable, but before the arrival of the Thousand Buddhas' Virtue Catastrophe, an unprecedented tug-of-war appeared. Jie Ming waved his hand to sacrifice the Brahma Zen Xing. The monk Yang Xiu remembered the sword of blood-killing and the fight again. The punishment and sin started to fight in a state of illusion.
The monk raised his sword and slashed it down, and the sword blocked it. Both sides came and went, and the blade swam away.
Want to kill me?
The monk twisted his wrist and twisted it into a soft and strange knife force, wrapped around Fan Sha Chan Xing, and asked coldly
The Ming Jie moves without returning, and the strong and fierce moves, cuts horizontally and vertically, breaks the blood-killing sword blockade, and answers: It’s not killing, but passing!
As soon as the words were finished, the sword force of the world was three more powerful and heavy. With a clanging sound, the monk retreated several steps in a row.
The monk pointed at the ground with a sharp edge and sneered: I am you, I will definitely kill myself if I want to do something!
Jieming slowly closed his eyes and recited the Buddha silently
The monk raised his eyebrows angrily and hummed: Instead of closing his eyes and reciting scriptures, it is better to open your broken eyes and look at this broken world!
Jieming said lightly: How can the world be ruined? Because of the struggle for power and profit, and because of greed, it will eventually return to emptiness!
The monk sneered: Since I am going to return to nothing, why did I appear? Don’t forget that the fruit of my birth is the cause of your past life!
Jie Mingdao: You appeared because I once questioned Buddhism and insisted on bloodshed the world to cleanse all evils. I don’t know that myself is the greatest evil result. It is the disturbance of the heart of the demons. You were my past and my future, but now you and me coexist!
The sinner monk: Since it exists together, why do you appear again? Isn’t it a waste of time?
Jie Ming slowly opened his eyes and said: In the past, I rejected sins, but now I admit my sins. If I step on the wrong Buddha, I will be a demon. If I want to look back on the demon, I can become a Buddha and clear up doubts, get rid of our demonic obstacles, and return to Emptiness and Ming!
The Buddha's voice has not stopped, but I saw the world Ming transforming into three thousand with a knife, and the brilliant golden flowers fell down. Suddenly, thousands of Buddhas chanting, and the solemn aura enveloped the void
The monk's face changed slightly and he sneered: Thousand Buddhas' realm of brightness? With this illusion, I want to defeat me. You are as innocent as the sea of suffering!
Jie Mingdao: I have also said that it is not about defeating, but about rushing. It is neither denying nor excluding. You and I were born from the same origin, and there is no one who wins and who loses!
The spiritual fighting realm has opened up thousands of Buddhist phenomena again, and the Buddha's appearance in Qingming Festival is regained. Huaguang praises merits. He wants to overcome the sins of the Buddhist sect in front of him. The monk swung his sword again to welcome the monk's Zen Xing
The warriors were fighting with two swords, and the monk suddenly felt that his sword was strong and heavy, which made his arms sore and numb. His magic skills were difficult to perform. He was slashed backwards by a series of quick knives.
However, the monk clearly showed the intention of the next move of the Realm Ming, which was the trend of the Three Voids and Seven Reals, so he adjusted the moves and used the sword path of the Three Voids and Seven Reals to unravel the path of the Three Voids and Seven Littles.
Humph, I know all your martial arts knowledge, and I want to defeat my naivety!
Before the words were finished, the monk's sword pointed straight towards the sky, and the sound of the magic sound was evil in an instant. The ghost sang the power of the demon, which was the most powerful style of the sound of the 100-sin sins.
Good causes are me, evil consequences are me, and the world will be reborn in Nirvana!
Jieming slowly closed his eyes, and the Brahma Zen Xing floated out of thin air, with bright light, no moves or postures, no more than three religions, and no more tricks, and no more than the boundaries of Buddhism.
The move to transcend the three religions, and the ending style of the demon Buddha, the corresponding two people are about to cut off their entangled fate. In the real world, the appearance of Buddha and demon begins to collapse with the fierce fighting in the illusion of consciousness. The two forces of the demonic energy and Buddha light opposing begin to dissipate. Suddenly, a thunderous light surges into the sky, and the corpses on the ground turn into clouds and smoke, dissipating nothingness
When the light retreats, there is no trace of demons or Buddha in the place, and the two swords of the demons and Buddhas are also missing. The dead branch transforms on its own and turns into a simple and unpretentious Zen stick!
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