I Buddha is merciful...
I Buddha is merciful
I am merciful!
Lu Zhishen stood firm, half of his monk's robes were hung down, tucked around his waist, his naked upper body seemed like a gilded iron tower, and his skin was tattooed with continuous flower tattoos.
With a few sounds of Buddha's name, more than ten monks wearing white monk's robes appeared from the forest one after another. They pronounced the Buddha's name in a high or low voice, tightly or slowly, then raised their right hand and solemnly drew a character on their chest.
Lu Zhishen showed an angry and helpless expression, pointed at the monks and said: You... wow, you are so angry that you are so angry!
Jingming, the leader meticulously drew the last stroke of the swastika, and then raised his head: Monk Hua, everything in the world has its own fruits and causes. Even if you can transform into mustard seeds and hide them in the vast world, how can you escape the cause and effect?
Lu Zhishen carried the Zen stick and said: Stop it! As soon as you say this, the monk Jingnian will have a headache. Master passed on my robe and bowl back then, and you were there. It was because Master passed on my robe and bowl back at the robe and bowl back at the robe and bowl back at the robe and bowl back at the robe and bowl back at the robe and bowl back. Why are you still chasing me to this day?
Pure Thoughts: The robe and mantle are the old things of Master II
Lu Zhishen glared at the tiger's eyes: Master handed over to the Sa family! Who dares to say that it is not!
The gains from Senior Brother Zhishen were indeed given by his former abbot, Master Zhizhen, but those robes were originally left by Master I, and Master Zhizhen was only kept by Master II. Now Master II is sitting on the bed in the temple. Even if Master Zhizhen is still there, the robe and mantle should be handed over to Master II.
Lu Zhishen snorted: Senior Brother Juqu wants his master's mantle, and he should ask the Sa family for it himself. What's the point of asking you to come?
Amitabha Buddha Pure Thoughts: The second generation master is reincarnated by Master Wushi, and his status is noble. We are the only one who protects the holy teachings and runs for the master. It is natural for us to protect the holy teachings.
Lu Zhishen patted his waist and said proudly: Here is the robe and bowl! It’s up to you, but the Sa family refuses to give it to you!
Good, good, pure thought: Buddha said: "You should not be greedy for other people's property." However, Brother Lu's actions violated the greed commandment
Lu Zhishen took a skeleton and stepped forward as he walked: Sajia still has something to do! I want to teach Buddhism to Sajia, and wait for Sajia to wash his ears another day before listening.
Jingmian flashed, blocking Lu Zhishen's body, and said with a firm expression: Brother Lu, the Western Paradise is approaching, and it's time to repent!
Lu Zhishen glared at him angrily and suddenly laughed, "You bald donkeys!" After all, you still have to do something, but he chewed his tongue with the scattered family for a long time!"
A monk next to him couldn't help but shouted: Monk Hua! You dare to insult my Buddhist children, be careful to go to the hell of tongue pulling!
So much nonsense! Lu Zhishen swept across the Zen Staff, and the fallen leaves on the ground were rolled up by rushing, and rushed towards the monks
The monks sang in unison, and Jingming blinked his fingers and drew a swastika in front of his chest, saying a long voice: Buddha's Holy Spirit! Holy Light Zen Palm!
Jing Nian slapped out with a palm, and the violent storm formed by fallen leaves in the distance swept three feet in front of him as if it hit an insurmountable long dike, and countless fallen leaves shattered.
Lu Zhishen took a step back, a blood-red flashed across his rough face, and he laughed: What a Holy Light Zen Palm! Little Monk Jingnian, after not seen each other for several years, your cultivation has actually entered the sixth level of Tonggu Realm! The Sa family underestimated you!
A monk shouted: Master Jingnian is a new master in red in the jungle of the ten directions! It is just that the master is humble and shows his white robes!
The master of red clothes! Awesome! Lu Zhishen said: But it is not easy to beat Sa’s family! Come on! Try Sa’s staff again!
Pure thoughts are combined with ten paths: Amitabha, it is not necessary for monks to have anger, let alone be brave and fierce? But since the senior brother refused to return his robe and mantle, I had to force him to ask for it
As he said that, he raised his head: I have to do this competition between Brother Lu, and I only decide on the outcome, but not the life and death.
Lu Zhishen yelled: How many years younger than the Sa family, why are you so pedantic? If you just stop, fight and tie your hands and feet. If you don’t say it, you may not be able to decide the outcome even if you fight until dawn. Let’s go and fight!
Of course, I won’t fight with my senior brother until tomorrow. Jingmin said firmly: I am a monk and Lu, who decide the outcome with tricks.
Lu Zhishen scratched his head, how many moves?
Jingmian raised his right hand, then bent his thumb, and his eyes showed great confidence: Four moves! Lu Zhishen was stunned, and then burst into laughter.
Sajia has been away from the temple for many years, but it makes people look down upon it! Even Senior Brother Juqu dare not say such a big talk! The little monk Jingnian, the 24-way magic wand technique of the Sajia can slap you flat with a fraction of the head! Jingnian brushed his sleeves: Senior Brother Lu, please! Lu Zhishen didn't talk nonsense, shouted: Let's look at the first move of the Sajia! Heaven and earth are mysterious! A loud shout came out, Lu Zhishen's iron Zen staff swirled over his head, stirring two completely different airflows, and then with a bang, a shadow took off his staff, slashing at Jingnian Jingnian like an angry dragon, spreading his arms and raised his palms and said: In the name of Buddha! Jingnian's palms were closed, and the wide monk's sleeves were bulging, just like two white sails suddenly opened. The surrounding trees were attracted by his palm. More than ten big trees bent inward at the same time, and the branches and leaves flew down, as if they were bowing to his palm.
Lu Zhishen's rushing shadow fell into Jingming's palm, and then disappeared invisible, and even the corner of his clothes did not sway.
OK! Lu Zhishen laughed and said: Little Monk Jingnian, your Holy Light Zen Palm is only eight or nine points in the fire, but this move has more than ten percent of the cultivation level! It would be that I have only practiced this move for so many years!
Amitabha Buddha's Holy Light Zen Palm is a unique skill created by the master of this temple for twenty years of hard work. It has no power and no subtle practices.
Come and brag! Lu Zhishen shouted: Look at the second move of the Sa family!
Lu Zhishen raised his Zen stick and shouted: Sun The stick body shook lightly, the round sun wheel sank slightly, and the face of the wheel bloomed with dazzling light like the scorching sun
The crescent moon at the other end of the Zen Staff escapes a shadow like a moon
Lu Zhishen put the Zen stick horizontally on his chest, and the beard on his face swelled up like a hedgehog, and then his tongue burst into thunder:
The sun wheels and moon shadows at both ends of the Zen Staff rose at the same time, and the light stuns people's eyes can't be opened. Back!
The thunderous sound came from the air, as if two suns and moons were rolling across the earth at the same time, attacking Jing Nian with boundless power. The entire wild boar forest seemed to be oppressed by invisible forces, and the branches of the trees were bent downwards.
The powerful momentum made the monks look distorted. No one expected that Lu Zhishen could actually cultivate the supreme scepter technique of the jungle of the ten directions.
The magic wand technique is one of the unique skills of the ten directions of the jungle. It is called subduing demons. It is not the evil demons, but the inner demons. If the inner demons are not eliminated, it is difficult to practice this stick no matter how deep the cultivation is, so all those who practice the magic wand technique are eminent monks and masters.
Lu Zhishen is obviously a flower monk who has good wine and meat, and has no restraint and does not obey the precepts. How can he cultivate the magic wand technique?
Even though he was shocked, Lu Zhishen used the magic wand technique to suppress it was not an illusion
Many monks were so disgusted that they couldn't help but raise their hands and palms, trying to use the power of everyone to resist his powerful reincarnation of the sun and moon.
Pure thoughts and lightly put together the palms, chanting the saying: The sacred will return to the Buddha, glory will belong to the master for a lifetime. May the Buddha's holy light shine on all living beings. I His eyes are opened, the Holy Light Zen Palm! The Holy Revelation!
A little light escaped from Jingming's palm, and it rotated and grew rapidly. When you looked closely, it was a character that could not rotate, emitting a holy white light.
Jing Nian slapped out with a palm, and the sacred runes pounced on the sun and moon wheels of the magic wand. For a moment, the whole world seemed to have lost its color, turning into a gray piece of sound, and the breath disappeared at this moment.
I don’t know how long it took, as if a snap of my fingers, as long as a century, the silence of the Buddha’s name broke
Namo Amitabha Buddha With this Buddha's name, various colors, sounds and smells come in a burst of time, filling everyone's senses in an instant
Lu Zhishen's face was solemn. The iron-made stick body was like a string at this time, shaking slightly in his palm. Every vibration was consuming his true energy.
The pure thoughts are not good, the sleeve of the right arm is broken, revealing the thin and dry arm
After a while, Lu Zhishen took a long breath, and the golden light of the patterns all over his body flowed, and finally came to his majestic and upright back, flowing along the tattoo lines on the tangled muscles.
Lu Zhishen has suffered a secret loss in this move. Fortunately, his golden bell cover has a strong healing effect on Buddhist martial arts. Once the true qi is activated, it will forcibly suppress the injury.
It's good! Lu Zhishen shouted with a stick: Take this move from Shajia to kill evil!
Lu Zhishen yelled at Wei Tuo to kill evil, and he swung his Zen stick, but he used the thirteenth style of the Demon Subduing Wand Technique, the Earth Wind and Thunder! The first move Lu Zhishen has already suffered a secret loss, and the second move, the sacred revelation of the Pure Thought is used is a unique skill to restrain his sun and moon reincarnation. In terms of injury, heavier than the first move
But Lu Zhishen suffered a loss because his skills were not as good as others, because that move of sacred enlightenment was not considered the unique skill of the Holy Light Palm; it was not that it was insufficient power, but that this move had a fatal defect and had to condense the true energy first and cooperate with the Buddha mantra to achieve the greatest effect.
When facing the enemy, there are many changes. Unless pure thoughts can be known before you know, you can condense your true essence in advance and then use the Buddha mantra. Use this trick to break your own sun and moon cycle and achieve pure thoughts.
Lu Zhishen is not a person who follows the old rules. Although he doesn't know how Jing Nian guessed that his second move would produce the sun and moon cycle, he is cautious and used the third move to use the trick.
The Zen stick was swung out, and the wind and thunder were trembling in the forest. Jing Nian seemed to have thought that he would use this move long ago. He formed a handprint with his left hand, and a crystal bead popped out with his right hand, and then pushed it flat with his palm.
The rolling wind and thunder rushed towards the bead like a whirlpool. Jing Nian's palm passed through the shadow of the stick without any danger, and was printed flat on Lu Zhishen's chest.
Lu Zhishen's chest muscles were sunken, and his ribs were clattering. He took two steps back and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Although Lu Zhishen was severely injured, his tower-like body was still straight. He spat and looked at the bead.
The bead fell to the ground, and the crystal beads turned milky like a layer of water vapor. Lu Zhi said in a deep voice: Little monk, who will teach you!
Purity and thoughts were put together and recited the Buddha's name, and then said: I heard that Senior Brother Lu appeared in Lin'an. Master II passed on the decree and ordered me to retrieve Master I's robe and handed down this Fengfeng bead
Lu Zhishen laughed: Senior Brother Juqu was thousands of miles a month ago, and he could have considered that the Sa family had a fight with you today. He would also use this move to use the wind and thunder of the earth? Do you think Sa family believes it or not?
Amitabha Buddha raised his head with pure thoughts, more than just this move of the earth, wind and thunder? Senior Brother Lu’s first move of the heaven and earth Xuanhuang, and the second move of the sun and moon reincarnation, were all expected by Master II.
Reciting the Buddha's name on the verbal, the scene of Senior Brother Juqu personally sermons that day, the pure thoughts are as vivid as before, and even every word he said is still in his ears
'Junior Brother Lu is a genius who has never met in a century. Except for a few uncles and uncles in the temple who have been in seclusion, the rest of the people are the ones who cannot hold him. Although you are an outstanding talent in this temple, you are still quite far from him. If he does his best, no matter how I teach you, you will definitely lose.'
Master II smiled gently: 'However, this is your opportunity.' Master II spoke, gestured in his hand. As he flew with his wide robe and sleeves, the exquisite tricks of the Holy Light Zen Palm came out. Although he did not use internal force, the leaves in the yard were inexplicably pulled, like the wind whirling, flying all over the sky
'You will be careless when Brother Lu sees his opponent. With his temperament, he will not exert all his strength to his younger generations, so the first two moves are about 50%. The tricks used are nothing more than the magic wand technique, the heaven and earth, the sun and moon cycle, the death of the red dust, and other terrifying but limited murderous intent. What you have to do is to use the Holy Light Zen Palm to suppress its sharpness'
Jingnian remembered that he couldn't help but say, "How can Brother Lu practice the magic wand subduing technique with a dumb?" Master II was silent for a moment and slowly said, "I am a five hundred disciple of Lingjiu Temple in Dafu, but Master Zhizhen chose a dumb to give him a dumb. What's the reason?"
‘Disciple doesn’t know’
Master II sighed: "The only one who is so straightforward and honest, the one who understands the mind and the nature of the ears is Bodhicitta."
Pure thoughts are shaken under the mind, and the ten paths are combined: ‘Amitabha’
Master II changed the topic, "Senior Brother Lu is only in his true nature, but there are some changes in his joints. If not, he might not have escaped from the Dafu Lingjiu Temple that day. Therefore, Brother Lu was disgraced and would definitely make a fool of himself in order to test. No matter what he shouted, he would only use the wind and thunder of the earth. Because this move is not very killing, he can stop at the critical moment. In order to avoid hurting human lives, he still won't do all his strength, at most... You can't fight hard with 70% of your strength, so you can use the temple's heavy treasure to break the wind and thunder of the earth and thunder of the earth'
Master II gave instructions to the Holy Light Palm, raised his head with his hands, and saw the fallen leaves falling all over the sky, and said earnestly: "After the gas valve is injured, Junior Brother Lu is powerless if he wants to fight with all his strength. If you practice the Buddha's way of saving sentient beings, the fourth move should be able to win him steadily. Just be careful that he will not win the battle, turn around and run away. It will be difficult to take him... God has the virtue of being a good person, so you must not hurt his life except these...'
Please give me some advice
'By the strategy I teach you, it is not difficult to capture Junior Brother Lu, but the battlefield changes rapidly, and moves and tactics are all dead. If there is any unexpected change, be careful, good, good!'
Master II predicted things like a god, his martial arts and wisdom were even more profound and vast, which made people convinced and pure thoughts. Seeing the predictions that day were realized one by one, although they were peaceful, they couldn't help but feel ecstatic. He took a step forward and said: Master II was in control of Master Zhizhu, is the senior brother still not admit defeat?
The monks recited in unison: Amitabha! The second generation master is the reincarnation of my Buddha. His heart is like a mirror and his body is like Bodhi. He can know the past and the future...
Lu Zhishen laughed to the sky, thinking that the Sa family is so lying!
Jing Nian Dao: Senior Brother, the winner has been decided, please hand over your robe
Lu Zhishen let out a long roar, and the sound turned on Lin Ye: I have made four moves, and there is one last move! The little monk, let the Sa family see what methods you have!
My Buddha is compassionate and recites the Buddha's name with pure thoughts, then he strode out his stalwartly
In terms of cultivation, pure thoughts are originally below Lu Zhishen, but these three moves are the nemesis of Lu Zhishen's moves.
Three consecutive moves were injured, Lu Zhishen's injuries were heavier and heavier, and finally he injured the valve even more. Although the golden bell cover was forced to suppress it, Jing Nian's gesture again would be thunderous. Once the golden bell cover protecting the body was broken, even if he could save his life, his cultivation would definitely decline greatly.
White air appeared on Lu Zhishen's bare head, and the golden light of the tattoo became more and more dazzling. Anyone with discerning eyes could see that this time the battle was no longer a victory or a loss, but life and death.
A hint of compassion appeared in the pure thoughts, but the strong sense of mission of retrieving the bowl made him no longer show mercy and raised his palm and said: Holy Light Zen Palm! Buddha saves all living beings!
The galaxy was about to turn! With a long shout, Lin Chong's waist knife was like a long rainbow, slashing towards Jingnianlin. Both Lu were skilled. Lin Chong's sword was about to be spit out when Jingnian's palm was about to spit out, and the sword was wild and unrestrained, forcing him to return the move
Jing Nian monk waved his sleeves, and his palm was slanted out from the ground. He gently pressed on Lin Chong's blade to resolve the knife, and then took a step back.
Lin Chong immediately stepped back, stroked the sword with one hand, and said to himself: If the Dragon Slaying Sword is in his hand, this knife will cut off half of the monk's palm.
The two sides fought fiercely in the forest, and the trees around them were brought to the strong wind. The new tender leaves fell down, and countless branches and leaves broke down, falling down, and were stimulated by the energy of the three people.
In the forest dozens of steps away, there was a pair of peach blossom eyes looking at the battle circle with a three-point smile. Ximen Qing came to the wild boar forest earlier than Lin Chong and others. Dong and Xue took action. Hua monk appeared. The Imperial City failed. Lu Qian tampered with Ruan Xianglin... All of them fell into his peach blossom eyes, but Ximen Daguan always maintained enough patience and waited quietly for the opportunity.
Although Lu Qian's several actions in the Taiwei Mansion were not eyeing, they would inevitably reveal flaws when they fell into the eyes of those who were interested. Jian Yuji had decided to abandon this chess piece to prevent future troubles.
Ximen Qing thought: If Lu Qian suffers himself and is poisoned by a poisonous needle, he will save himself some troubles, even if he takes the medicine and saves his life, it will be a matter of getting rid of him in the blink of an eye. This trip to the wild boar forest, Ximen Qing has only one goal: Lin Chong, so when Lin Chong left, Ximen Qing also followed him, and missed to meet his old friend Cheng Zongyang.
Ximen Qing has been planning all the way. The appearance of the ten directions of the jungle was long within Jian Yuji's calculations. He intercepted it halfway. On the one hand, it would take some time to take Lin Chong's life. On the other hand, it helped the bald donkeys. It would be better to let them fight and reap the benefits of the fisherman.
With this idea, Ximen Qing chased after him all the way and arrived at the side of the field where monks fought fiercely with monks. From a distance, you could see the falling leaves flying around. Several small bald heads were fighting around a big bald head in a hurry. He stopped suddenly, gently swaying like a fallen leaf, hanging on the branch.
Lin Chong stood side by side with Lu Zhishen and said aloud: Master is a Taoist monk. How dare you ask Senior Brother Lu what is wrong? Want to make all the monks fight?
Amitabha Buddha Jing Nian said warmly: This is the matter of my temple and has nothing to do with the donor. Another monk said fiercely: My Dafu Lingjiu Temple is the leader of the ten directions of the jungle, and the world-recognized leader of the White Dao! You are enemies of our Dafu Lingjiu Temple, are you the evil heretics from where you came from! Jing Nian said: Hui'an, don't speak lies
He tied his hands together and bowed to Lin Chong: My temple had no intention of being an enemy of the donor, but Senior Brother Lu had some trivial matters with my temple, and we need to explain clearly.
Suddenly, a voice said coldly: You are from the Jing generation, he is from the Zhi generation, are the rules of Dafu Temple so chaotic?
Everyone raised their heads and saw a tall woman standing on the tree. She was wearing a nun hat, wearing a black rosary, and a string of rosary hanging on her chest. She looked cold, but a beautiful nun was unhappy when she heard the questioning of the little nun. The name of the Sa family is Zhishen, and the name of the Sa family master is Zhizhen! They are all from the Zhi generation. Who dares to say that the abbot is not the Sa family master!
Pure thoughts without moving, and bowed: Amitabha Buddha, it turns out that the master of the Buddhist lineage is unknown. Not only are you and my Buddhist disciples, but all sentient beings in the world are guilty of sin. The Buddha uses great wisdom and great supernatural powers to enlighten him, so the Buddha said: "Sentient beings are equal." In this regard, whether it is master, disciple, father, son, mother and daughter, all the masters are equal under the Buddha. As a Buddhist disciple, he uses the Dharma name outside his body to classify the rules, but he is attached to the appearance.
The little nun sneered disdainfully: Come on the theory of original sin again, and you will change the original intention of the Buddha, and you will dare to discuss the Buddha? The pure thoughts and expressions are shaking. The key to this temple is a master who has passed on it for a lifetime. The master is arguing about right and wrong, and is careful to enter the heretics.
The little nun said in a cold voice: Your Dafu Lingjiu Temple steals the right path of Buddhism, and is different from yourself, so she denounces it as a heretic, and wants to get rid of it quickly. The poison has been passed down for a lifetime and has not been found after the thief died. Let’s see how long it will be to be arrogant in Dafu Lingjiu Temple!
Good! Jing Nian shouted with a sudden shout, raised her hand and quickly drew a swastika in front of her chest. Her kind eyebrows and eyes just now had turned into a glaring Vajra, and it was indeed a remnant of the heretics!
Isn’t it just to draw swastikas? I can do it too!
The little nun raised her jade finger and also drew a swastika on her chest, but the monk was in an uproar. She used two fingers!
It's from left to right!
It’s Wumi! The remnants of Wumi heretics have such an evil painting method!
Lin Chong and Lu Zhishen looked at each other in front of each other. When the monks showed up, they didn't even care about the robe and mantle of the past, and only stared at the little nun, as if she was a demon from where she came from.
Seeing Lin Chong's inquiring eyes, Lu Zhishen scratched his bald head with some shame.
The Sa family has become a monk halfway through, and since entering the temple, I am impatient with those on the left and right Ah. It is the authentic one who can't make a difference.
Jingming said in a deep voice: Amitabha! Since the master is a sect, I must uphold justice for the Buddha and kill evil spirits!
Jing Nian turned her left hand, took out a tin staff with rings on all sides from behind and inserted it on the ground, then held a palm up in front of her chest, and said in a deep voice: May the merciful holy light of the Buddha protect his disciples! Eliminate the heretics who have changed the Buddha's original intention and sweep away the evil and great compassionate dragons!
Jingnian's tin staff seemed to roar, and the air seemed to be split open by an invisible sword, making a sharp sound
The big tree where the little nun stood on the ground was shaken, and the tree body cracked from it, and its energy was like an angry dragon, flying upwards with its teeth and claws.
The rosary beads in front of the little nun suddenly dissipated, like a string of flying meteors hitting the great compassion dragon of pure thought
She was slightly inferior. The rosary made of rosewood seemed to hit the bronze bell, making a metal-like trembling sound. She was shocked by the great compassionate dragon of pure thought and flew everywhere.
Seeing that Jingming's great compassionate heavenly dragon was about to tie up the little nun, a Zen stick was swung out from the horizontal, and the crescent moon was made of bright light, cutting Jingming's majestic true energy into two
Jing Nian held the tin staff and said sternly: Senior Brother Lu! You are going to collude with the heretics! Lu Zhishen's monk's robe was half-exposed, and he held the Zen staff naked and said loudly: No matter what the right way you are, the heretics! A group of bald men bullied this little nun, the Sa family couldn't stand it!
Jing Nian took a long breath, the monk's robe swelled up, and his thin figure seemed to become tall, and then he pointed his staff towards Lu Zhishen.
Lin Chong followed the knife and held the Zen stick. The monks of Dafu Lingjiu Temple launched at the same time, surrounding the little nun with a move, and the scattered rosary beads flew back and formed a string. She provoked a fierce battle between the two sides but seemed not ready to intervene, and just watched coldly on the tree.
Lin Chong and Lu Zhishen have been engaged in many days, and they are well aware of each other's cultivation. Although this is the first time they join forces, they seem to have been practicing for many years and are extremely familiar with each other.
Among the monks who came to Dafu Lingjiu Temple, the newly-promoted master of red-clothed jungle Jingming was the only one in the ten directions. The other monks' cultivation skills were uneven and their cooperation was far less than Lin. Lu Er was skilled. Although there were many people and many powers, he gradually fell into a disadvantage. Lin Chong was good at horse kung fu and was famous for his guns and sticks. However, he was born in an imperial guard family and his sword skills were quite good. He complemented Lu Zhishen's Zen Staff.
In less than a meal, three disciples from Dafu Lingjiu Temple were either injured or sealed with acupuncture points and quit the battle.
Lu Zhishen's Zen Staff was flying, and it seemed to be majestic. Lin Chong's heart was getting more and more uneasy. Lu Zhishen and Jing Nian were injured three times when they fought with each other. Although they were suppressed by the Golden Bell Cover, they were already at the end of their strength. If they hold on, their injuries would become more and more serious. Once the Golden Bell Cover was broken, the situation would be difficult to deal with.
Suddenly, the little nun bounced her finger and a rosary bead flew out suddenly, flew past Lu Zhishen's armpit, and penetrated into the mouth of a monk who was shouting and scolding.
The monk's neck bent, and the broken neck bone suddenly protruded backward, and all the monks were killed. Even Lu Zhishen widened his eyes.
Although the two sides were hostile, Monk Hua was thinking about the incense of the same temple and was very cautious in his actions. The monk who was knocked down by him was only injured but did not even die. He was not even seriously injured. He did not expect that this little nun was so cruel and took his life as soon as he took action.
Lin Chong took the opportunity and grabbed Lu Zhishen, spread his body and ran out through the forest and through the tree ground.
Amitabha! Jingming Dao: Unsecret heretics! You have increased your sins of killing again! The little nun retorted: Every one of the rebels in the jungle of the ten directions is supreme merit! As he said that, the little nun put a jade hand on his hand, took back the beads, then leaped out a few feet like a raccoon cat, climbed onto a young branch and swung it, and disappeared among the leaves in the blink of an eye
The monks in the Lingjiu Temple of Dafu showed grief and all drew a swastika on their chests to mourn their companions. Then they carried their injured companions and chased the little nun from the heretics.
The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and the wild boar forest became quiet for a moment
Ximen Qing stared at the little nun's back, raised his lips slightly, and smiled mysteriously that the little nun and Lin and Lu walked in separate ways. The monks of the Dafu Lingjiu Temple all went to chase the remnants of the heretics in the ten directions of the jungle. At this time, Lu Zhishen was seriously injured, and only one Lin Chong was left, which was a chance to take action.
Ximen Qing lowered his hand, and a big red and gold-spreading folding fan slid out of his sleeve, landing in his palm, he was about to jump to chase after him, but suddenly turned around and looked at a big tree behind him.
As the branches and leaves rolled, a middle-aged scholar stood gracefully on the branch with his hands in his arms, and three long beards under his chin fluttered slightly in the wind. His spirit was quiet and his mind was calm, as if he had been waiting on the tree for a long time.
Ximen Qing's slightly blue face changed several times. He finally opened the folding fan and shook it gently in front of him, and said with a smile: It turned out to be Mr. Qin
Qin Hui said with his hands behind his back: If the Ximen Daguan is not making a fortune in Wuyuan City, how can he be in the mood to come to peace?
Ximen Qing's peach blossom eyes showed an intoxicating smile. Lin'an has a large population, and the pharmacy shops below are all doing business... But Mr. Qin traveled thousands of miles to Lin'an City. Could he be preparing to take the top scorer?
Qin Hui smiled and said: That's what he meant
As he said that, Qin Hui took a step forward, he was already standing on the branch, and this step should have fallen in the air. However, his steps were slightly sunk, but he crossed two feet apart in the air and stepped in front of Ximen Qing in one step.
Qin Hui's slender finger seemed to fly out of the void, and the transparent air rippled under his finger. In an instant, the shocking fingers were activated with all their strength, attacking Ximen Qing's heart veins.
Ximen Qing's handsome face showed a hint of panic, as if he was confused under Qin Hui's attack without warning. He waving the folding fan in a hurry, barely blocking Qin Hui's fingers. Then he slipped under his feet, as if he was stepping on the air, and was about to fall from the branch.
Qin Hui suddenly withdrew his finger, took a step back with his hands, and sneered: The high-ranking official has no change in nature. He hastily made plans and hastily made plans. He is careful to do everything, but he has lost Qingqing's life.
Ximen Qing laughed: Xiaosheng's habit makes Brother Qin laugh. He straightened his waist and showed off a strange weapon like an umbrella with only a skeleton left in his left hand. He smiled and said: "The Shocking Demon is named one of the unique skills of the Poison Sect, and it is disrespectful to deal with it empty-handed. This is the Demon Umbrella I just made. Please give me some advice.
The demon umbrella had no umbrella surface. The exposed skeleton was made of the bones of a strange beast, and the color was like white jade. The skeleton was made of thin ropes woven from extremely thin gold wire, and the winding road was strange and inexplicable, like a series of continuous runes, and the phosphate fire jumped from time to time. Qin Hui wiped his fingers leisurely. It would be fine if the official used something else, but this demon umbrella violated the taboo of Qin's fingering. Beware that the corpse could not return home, and fell here and was in conjunction with the insects.
Ximen Qing said: Brother Qin is overestimating himself. Let’s try my brother’s demon umbrella to see if Brother Qin’s shocking finger can shake it!
Ximen Qing raised his left hand, and the Demon umbrella bones about a foot long opened. Countless ghost fires were jumping between the golden silk runes and white bones, forming a strange umbrella surface and heading towards Qin Hui's pocket.
The Black Demon Sea Witch Sect and the two elite sects of the Poison Sect are fighting each other. The competition between the two groups of troops in Dafu Lingjiu Temple just now is completely different. The martial arts of Dafu Lingjing Temple are very open and full of momentum, and every move is upright.
Qin Hui and Ximen Qing's fight were extremely cunning and changing. The two of them stood on a branch, only a short distance away, and the range of the fight was less than a meter. However, the life and death corruption in the tricks made the Dafu Lingjiu Temple far behind and the wonderfulness, which made people feel even more chilling.
I Buddha is merciful
I am merciful!
Lu Zhishen stood firm, half of his monk's robes were hung down, tucked around his waist, his naked upper body seemed like a gilded iron tower, and his skin was tattooed with continuous flower tattoos.
With a few sounds of Buddha's name, more than ten monks wearing white monk's robes appeared from the forest one after another. They pronounced the Buddha's name in a high or low voice, tightly or slowly, then raised their right hand and solemnly drew a character on their chest.
Lu Zhishen showed an angry and helpless expression, pointed at the monks and said: You... wow, you are so angry that you are so angry!
Jingming, the leader meticulously drew the last stroke of the swastika, and then raised his head: Monk Hua, everything in the world has its own fruits and causes. Even if you can transform into mustard seeds and hide them in the vast world, how can you escape the cause and effect?
Lu Zhishen carried the Zen stick and said: Stop it! As soon as you say this, the monk Jingnian will have a headache. Master passed on my robe and bowl back then, and you were there. It was because Master passed on my robe and bowl back at the robe and bowl back at the robe and bowl back at the robe and bowl back at the robe and bowl back at the robe and bowl back. Why are you still chasing me to this day?
Pure Thoughts: The robe and mantle are the old things of Master II
Lu Zhishen glared at the tiger's eyes: Master handed over to the Sa family! Who dares to say that it is not!
The gains from Senior Brother Zhishen were indeed given by his former abbot, Master Zhizhen, but those robes were originally left by Master I, and Master Zhizhen was only kept by Master II. Now Master II is sitting on the bed in the temple. Even if Master Zhizhen is still there, the robe and mantle should be handed over to Master II.
Lu Zhishen snorted: Senior Brother Juqu wants his master's mantle, and he should ask the Sa family for it himself. What's the point of asking you to come?
Amitabha Buddha Pure Thoughts: The second generation master is reincarnated by Master Wushi, and his status is noble. We are the only one who protects the holy teachings and runs for the master. It is natural for us to protect the holy teachings.
Lu Zhishen patted his waist and said proudly: Here is the robe and bowl! It’s up to you, but the Sa family refuses to give it to you!
Good, good, pure thought: Buddha said: "You should not be greedy for other people's property." However, Brother Lu's actions violated the greed commandment
Lu Zhishen took a skeleton and stepped forward as he walked: Sajia still has something to do! I want to teach Buddhism to Sajia, and wait for Sajia to wash his ears another day before listening.
Jingmian flashed, blocking Lu Zhishen's body, and said with a firm expression: Brother Lu, the Western Paradise is approaching, and it's time to repent!
Lu Zhishen glared at him angrily and suddenly laughed, "You bald donkeys!" After all, you still have to do something, but he chewed his tongue with the scattered family for a long time!"
A monk next to him couldn't help but shouted: Monk Hua! You dare to insult my Buddhist children, be careful to go to the hell of tongue pulling!
So much nonsense! Lu Zhishen swept across the Zen Staff, and the fallen leaves on the ground were rolled up by rushing, and rushed towards the monks
The monks sang in unison, and Jingming blinked his fingers and drew a swastika in front of his chest, saying a long voice: Buddha's Holy Spirit! Holy Light Zen Palm!
Jing Nian slapped out with a palm, and the violent storm formed by fallen leaves in the distance swept three feet in front of him as if it hit an insurmountable long dike, and countless fallen leaves shattered.
Lu Zhishen took a step back, a blood-red flashed across his rough face, and he laughed: What a Holy Light Zen Palm! Little Monk Jingnian, after not seen each other for several years, your cultivation has actually entered the sixth level of Tonggu Realm! The Sa family underestimated you!
A monk shouted: Master Jingnian is a new master in red in the jungle of the ten directions! It is just that the master is humble and shows his white robes!
The master of red clothes! Awesome! Lu Zhishen said: But it is not easy to beat Sa’s family! Come on! Try Sa’s staff again!
Pure thoughts are combined with ten paths: Amitabha, it is not necessary for monks to have anger, let alone be brave and fierce? But since the senior brother refused to return his robe and mantle, I had to force him to ask for it
As he said that, he raised his head: I have to do this competition between Brother Lu, and I only decide on the outcome, but not the life and death.
Lu Zhishen yelled: How many years younger than the Sa family, why are you so pedantic? If you just stop, fight and tie your hands and feet. If you don’t say it, you may not be able to decide the outcome even if you fight until dawn. Let’s go and fight!
Of course, I won’t fight with my senior brother until tomorrow. Jingmin said firmly: I am a monk and Lu, who decide the outcome with tricks.
Lu Zhishen scratched his head, how many moves?
Jingmian raised his right hand, then bent his thumb, and his eyes showed great confidence: Four moves! Lu Zhishen was stunned, and then burst into laughter.
Sajia has been away from the temple for many years, but it makes people look down upon it! Even Senior Brother Juqu dare not say such a big talk! The little monk Jingnian, the 24-way magic wand technique of the Sajia can slap you flat with a fraction of the head! Jingnian brushed his sleeves: Senior Brother Lu, please! Lu Zhishen didn't talk nonsense, shouted: Let's look at the first move of the Sajia! Heaven and earth are mysterious! A loud shout came out, Lu Zhishen's iron Zen staff swirled over his head, stirring two completely different airflows, and then with a bang, a shadow took off his staff, slashing at Jingnian Jingnian like an angry dragon, spreading his arms and raised his palms and said: In the name of Buddha! Jingnian's palms were closed, and the wide monk's sleeves were bulging, just like two white sails suddenly opened. The surrounding trees were attracted by his palm. More than ten big trees bent inward at the same time, and the branches and leaves flew down, as if they were bowing to his palm.
Lu Zhishen's rushing shadow fell into Jingming's palm, and then disappeared invisible, and even the corner of his clothes did not sway.
OK! Lu Zhishen laughed and said: Little Monk Jingnian, your Holy Light Zen Palm is only eight or nine points in the fire, but this move has more than ten percent of the cultivation level! It would be that I have only practiced this move for so many years!
Amitabha Buddha's Holy Light Zen Palm is a unique skill created by the master of this temple for twenty years of hard work. It has no power and no subtle practices.
Come and brag! Lu Zhishen shouted: Look at the second move of the Sa family!
Lu Zhishen raised his Zen stick and shouted: Sun The stick body shook lightly, the round sun wheel sank slightly, and the face of the wheel bloomed with dazzling light like the scorching sun
The crescent moon at the other end of the Zen Staff escapes a shadow like a moon
Lu Zhishen put the Zen stick horizontally on his chest, and the beard on his face swelled up like a hedgehog, and then his tongue burst into thunder:
The sun wheels and moon shadows at both ends of the Zen Staff rose at the same time, and the light stuns people's eyes can't be opened. Back!
The thunderous sound came from the air, as if two suns and moons were rolling across the earth at the same time, attacking Jing Nian with boundless power. The entire wild boar forest seemed to be oppressed by invisible forces, and the branches of the trees were bent downwards.
The powerful momentum made the monks look distorted. No one expected that Lu Zhishen could actually cultivate the supreme scepter technique of the jungle of the ten directions.
The magic wand technique is one of the unique skills of the ten directions of the jungle. It is called subduing demons. It is not the evil demons, but the inner demons. If the inner demons are not eliminated, it is difficult to practice this stick no matter how deep the cultivation is, so all those who practice the magic wand technique are eminent monks and masters.
Lu Zhishen is obviously a flower monk who has good wine and meat, and has no restraint and does not obey the precepts. How can he cultivate the magic wand technique?
Even though he was shocked, Lu Zhishen used the magic wand technique to suppress it was not an illusion
Many monks were so disgusted that they couldn't help but raise their hands and palms, trying to use the power of everyone to resist his powerful reincarnation of the sun and moon.
Pure thoughts and lightly put together the palms, chanting the saying: The sacred will return to the Buddha, glory will belong to the master for a lifetime. May the Buddha's holy light shine on all living beings. I His eyes are opened, the Holy Light Zen Palm! The Holy Revelation!
A little light escaped from Jingming's palm, and it rotated and grew rapidly. When you looked closely, it was a character that could not rotate, emitting a holy white light.
Jing Nian slapped out with a palm, and the sacred runes pounced on the sun and moon wheels of the magic wand. For a moment, the whole world seemed to have lost its color, turning into a gray piece of sound, and the breath disappeared at this moment.
I don’t know how long it took, as if a snap of my fingers, as long as a century, the silence of the Buddha’s name broke
Namo Amitabha Buddha With this Buddha's name, various colors, sounds and smells come in a burst of time, filling everyone's senses in an instant
Lu Zhishen's face was solemn. The iron-made stick body was like a string at this time, shaking slightly in his palm. Every vibration was consuming his true energy.
The pure thoughts are not good, the sleeve of the right arm is broken, revealing the thin and dry arm
After a while, Lu Zhishen took a long breath, and the golden light of the patterns all over his body flowed, and finally came to his majestic and upright back, flowing along the tattoo lines on the tangled muscles.
Lu Zhishen has suffered a secret loss in this move. Fortunately, his golden bell cover has a strong healing effect on Buddhist martial arts. Once the true qi is activated, it will forcibly suppress the injury.
It's good! Lu Zhishen shouted with a stick: Take this move from Shajia to kill evil!
Lu Zhishen yelled at Wei Tuo to kill evil, and he swung his Zen stick, but he used the thirteenth style of the Demon Subduing Wand Technique, the Earth Wind and Thunder! The first move Lu Zhishen has already suffered a secret loss, and the second move, the sacred revelation of the Pure Thought is used is a unique skill to restrain his sun and moon reincarnation. In terms of injury, heavier than the first move
But Lu Zhishen suffered a loss because his skills were not as good as others, because that move of sacred enlightenment was not considered the unique skill of the Holy Light Palm; it was not that it was insufficient power, but that this move had a fatal defect and had to condense the true energy first and cooperate with the Buddha mantra to achieve the greatest effect.
When facing the enemy, there are many changes. Unless pure thoughts can be known before you know, you can condense your true essence in advance and then use the Buddha mantra. Use this trick to break your own sun and moon cycle and achieve pure thoughts.
Lu Zhishen is not a person who follows the old rules. Although he doesn't know how Jing Nian guessed that his second move would produce the sun and moon cycle, he is cautious and used the third move to use the trick.
The Zen stick was swung out, and the wind and thunder were trembling in the forest. Jing Nian seemed to have thought that he would use this move long ago. He formed a handprint with his left hand, and a crystal bead popped out with his right hand, and then pushed it flat with his palm.
The rolling wind and thunder rushed towards the bead like a whirlpool. Jing Nian's palm passed through the shadow of the stick without any danger, and was printed flat on Lu Zhishen's chest.
Lu Zhishen's chest muscles were sunken, and his ribs were clattering. He took two steps back and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Although Lu Zhishen was severely injured, his tower-like body was still straight. He spat and looked at the bead.
The bead fell to the ground, and the crystal beads turned milky like a layer of water vapor. Lu Zhi said in a deep voice: Little monk, who will teach you!
Purity and thoughts were put together and recited the Buddha's name, and then said: I heard that Senior Brother Lu appeared in Lin'an. Master II passed on the decree and ordered me to retrieve Master I's robe and handed down this Fengfeng bead
Lu Zhishen laughed: Senior Brother Juqu was thousands of miles a month ago, and he could have considered that the Sa family had a fight with you today. He would also use this move to use the wind and thunder of the earth? Do you think Sa family believes it or not?
Amitabha Buddha raised his head with pure thoughts, more than just this move of the earth, wind and thunder? Senior Brother Lu’s first move of the heaven and earth Xuanhuang, and the second move of the sun and moon reincarnation, were all expected by Master II.
Reciting the Buddha's name on the verbal, the scene of Senior Brother Juqu personally sermons that day, the pure thoughts are as vivid as before, and even every word he said is still in his ears
'Junior Brother Lu is a genius who has never met in a century. Except for a few uncles and uncles in the temple who have been in seclusion, the rest of the people are the ones who cannot hold him. Although you are an outstanding talent in this temple, you are still quite far from him. If he does his best, no matter how I teach you, you will definitely lose.'
Master II smiled gently: 'However, this is your opportunity.' Master II spoke, gestured in his hand. As he flew with his wide robe and sleeves, the exquisite tricks of the Holy Light Zen Palm came out. Although he did not use internal force, the leaves in the yard were inexplicably pulled, like the wind whirling, flying all over the sky
'You will be careless when Brother Lu sees his opponent. With his temperament, he will not exert all his strength to his younger generations, so the first two moves are about 50%. The tricks used are nothing more than the magic wand technique, the heaven and earth, the sun and moon cycle, the death of the red dust, and other terrifying but limited murderous intent. What you have to do is to use the Holy Light Zen Palm to suppress its sharpness'
Jingnian remembered that he couldn't help but say, "How can Brother Lu practice the magic wand subduing technique with a dumb?" Master II was silent for a moment and slowly said, "I am a five hundred disciple of Lingjiu Temple in Dafu, but Master Zhizhen chose a dumb to give him a dumb. What's the reason?"
‘Disciple doesn’t know’
Master II sighed: "The only one who is so straightforward and honest, the one who understands the mind and the nature of the ears is Bodhicitta."
Pure thoughts are shaken under the mind, and the ten paths are combined: ‘Amitabha’
Master II changed the topic, "Senior Brother Lu is only in his true nature, but there are some changes in his joints. If not, he might not have escaped from the Dafu Lingjiu Temple that day. Therefore, Brother Lu was disgraced and would definitely make a fool of himself in order to test. No matter what he shouted, he would only use the wind and thunder of the earth. Because this move is not very killing, he can stop at the critical moment. In order to avoid hurting human lives, he still won't do all his strength, at most... You can't fight hard with 70% of your strength, so you can use the temple's heavy treasure to break the wind and thunder of the earth and thunder of the earth'
Master II gave instructions to the Holy Light Palm, raised his head with his hands, and saw the fallen leaves falling all over the sky, and said earnestly: "After the gas valve is injured, Junior Brother Lu is powerless if he wants to fight with all his strength. If you practice the Buddha's way of saving sentient beings, the fourth move should be able to win him steadily. Just be careful that he will not win the battle, turn around and run away. It will be difficult to take him... God has the virtue of being a good person, so you must not hurt his life except these...'
Please give me some advice
'By the strategy I teach you, it is not difficult to capture Junior Brother Lu, but the battlefield changes rapidly, and moves and tactics are all dead. If there is any unexpected change, be careful, good, good!'
Master II predicted things like a god, his martial arts and wisdom were even more profound and vast, which made people convinced and pure thoughts. Seeing the predictions that day were realized one by one, although they were peaceful, they couldn't help but feel ecstatic. He took a step forward and said: Master II was in control of Master Zhizhu, is the senior brother still not admit defeat?
The monks recited in unison: Amitabha! The second generation master is the reincarnation of my Buddha. His heart is like a mirror and his body is like Bodhi. He can know the past and the future...
Lu Zhishen laughed to the sky, thinking that the Sa family is so lying!
Jing Nian Dao: Senior Brother, the winner has been decided, please hand over your robe
Lu Zhishen let out a long roar, and the sound turned on Lin Ye: I have made four moves, and there is one last move! The little monk, let the Sa family see what methods you have!
My Buddha is compassionate and recites the Buddha's name with pure thoughts, then he strode out his stalwartly
In terms of cultivation, pure thoughts are originally below Lu Zhishen, but these three moves are the nemesis of Lu Zhishen's moves.
Three consecutive moves were injured, Lu Zhishen's injuries were heavier and heavier, and finally he injured the valve even more. Although the golden bell cover was forced to suppress it, Jing Nian's gesture again would be thunderous. Once the golden bell cover protecting the body was broken, even if he could save his life, his cultivation would definitely decline greatly.
White air appeared on Lu Zhishen's bare head, and the golden light of the tattoo became more and more dazzling. Anyone with discerning eyes could see that this time the battle was no longer a victory or a loss, but life and death.
A hint of compassion appeared in the pure thoughts, but the strong sense of mission of retrieving the bowl made him no longer show mercy and raised his palm and said: Holy Light Zen Palm! Buddha saves all living beings!
The galaxy was about to turn! With a long shout, Lin Chong's waist knife was like a long rainbow, slashing towards Jingnianlin. Both Lu were skilled. Lin Chong's sword was about to be spit out when Jingnian's palm was about to spit out, and the sword was wild and unrestrained, forcing him to return the move
Jing Nian monk waved his sleeves, and his palm was slanted out from the ground. He gently pressed on Lin Chong's blade to resolve the knife, and then took a step back.
Lin Chong immediately stepped back, stroked the sword with one hand, and said to himself: If the Dragon Slaying Sword is in his hand, this knife will cut off half of the monk's palm.
The two sides fought fiercely in the forest, and the trees around them were brought to the strong wind. The new tender leaves fell down, and countless branches and leaves broke down, falling down, and were stimulated by the energy of the three people.
In the forest dozens of steps away, there was a pair of peach blossom eyes looking at the battle circle with a three-point smile. Ximen Qing came to the wild boar forest earlier than Lin Chong and others. Dong and Xue took action. Hua monk appeared. The Imperial City failed. Lu Qian tampered with Ruan Xianglin... All of them fell into his peach blossom eyes, but Ximen Daguan always maintained enough patience and waited quietly for the opportunity.
Although Lu Qian's several actions in the Taiwei Mansion were not eyeing, they would inevitably reveal flaws when they fell into the eyes of those who were interested. Jian Yuji had decided to abandon this chess piece to prevent future troubles.
Ximen Qing thought: If Lu Qian suffers himself and is poisoned by a poisonous needle, he will save himself some troubles, even if he takes the medicine and saves his life, it will be a matter of getting rid of him in the blink of an eye. This trip to the wild boar forest, Ximen Qing has only one goal: Lin Chong, so when Lin Chong left, Ximen Qing also followed him, and missed to meet his old friend Cheng Zongyang.
Ximen Qing has been planning all the way. The appearance of the ten directions of the jungle was long within Jian Yuji's calculations. He intercepted it halfway. On the one hand, it would take some time to take Lin Chong's life. On the other hand, it helped the bald donkeys. It would be better to let them fight and reap the benefits of the fisherman.
With this idea, Ximen Qing chased after him all the way and arrived at the side of the field where monks fought fiercely with monks. From a distance, you could see the falling leaves flying around. Several small bald heads were fighting around a big bald head in a hurry. He stopped suddenly, gently swaying like a fallen leaf, hanging on the branch.
Lin Chong stood side by side with Lu Zhishen and said aloud: Master is a Taoist monk. How dare you ask Senior Brother Lu what is wrong? Want to make all the monks fight?
Amitabha Buddha Jing Nian said warmly: This is the matter of my temple and has nothing to do with the donor. Another monk said fiercely: My Dafu Lingjiu Temple is the leader of the ten directions of the jungle, and the world-recognized leader of the White Dao! You are enemies of our Dafu Lingjiu Temple, are you the evil heretics from where you came from! Jing Nian said: Hui'an, don't speak lies
He tied his hands together and bowed to Lin Chong: My temple had no intention of being an enemy of the donor, but Senior Brother Lu had some trivial matters with my temple, and we need to explain clearly.
Suddenly, a voice said coldly: You are from the Jing generation, he is from the Zhi generation, are the rules of Dafu Temple so chaotic?
Everyone raised their heads and saw a tall woman standing on the tree. She was wearing a nun hat, wearing a black rosary, and a string of rosary hanging on her chest. She looked cold, but a beautiful nun was unhappy when she heard the questioning of the little nun. The name of the Sa family is Zhishen, and the name of the Sa family master is Zhizhen! They are all from the Zhi generation. Who dares to say that the abbot is not the Sa family master!
Pure thoughts without moving, and bowed: Amitabha Buddha, it turns out that the master of the Buddhist lineage is unknown. Not only are you and my Buddhist disciples, but all sentient beings in the world are guilty of sin. The Buddha uses great wisdom and great supernatural powers to enlighten him, so the Buddha said: "Sentient beings are equal." In this regard, whether it is master, disciple, father, son, mother and daughter, all the masters are equal under the Buddha. As a Buddhist disciple, he uses the Dharma name outside his body to classify the rules, but he is attached to the appearance.
The little nun sneered disdainfully: Come on the theory of original sin again, and you will change the original intention of the Buddha, and you will dare to discuss the Buddha? The pure thoughts and expressions are shaking. The key to this temple is a master who has passed on it for a lifetime. The master is arguing about right and wrong, and is careful to enter the heretics.
The little nun said in a cold voice: Your Dafu Lingjiu Temple steals the right path of Buddhism, and is different from yourself, so she denounces it as a heretic, and wants to get rid of it quickly. The poison has been passed down for a lifetime and has not been found after the thief died. Let’s see how long it will be to be arrogant in Dafu Lingjiu Temple!
Good! Jing Nian shouted with a sudden shout, raised her hand and quickly drew a swastika in front of her chest. Her kind eyebrows and eyes just now had turned into a glaring Vajra, and it was indeed a remnant of the heretics!
Isn’t it just to draw swastikas? I can do it too!
The little nun raised her jade finger and also drew a swastika on her chest, but the monk was in an uproar. She used two fingers!
It's from left to right!
It’s Wumi! The remnants of Wumi heretics have such an evil painting method!
Lin Chong and Lu Zhishen looked at each other in front of each other. When the monks showed up, they didn't even care about the robe and mantle of the past, and only stared at the little nun, as if she was a demon from where she came from.
Seeing Lin Chong's inquiring eyes, Lu Zhishen scratched his bald head with some shame.
The Sa family has become a monk halfway through, and since entering the temple, I am impatient with those on the left and right Ah. It is the authentic one who can't make a difference.
Jingming said in a deep voice: Amitabha! Since the master is a sect, I must uphold justice for the Buddha and kill evil spirits!
Jing Nian turned her left hand, took out a tin staff with rings on all sides from behind and inserted it on the ground, then held a palm up in front of her chest, and said in a deep voice: May the merciful holy light of the Buddha protect his disciples! Eliminate the heretics who have changed the Buddha's original intention and sweep away the evil and great compassionate dragons!
Jingnian's tin staff seemed to roar, and the air seemed to be split open by an invisible sword, making a sharp sound
The big tree where the little nun stood on the ground was shaken, and the tree body cracked from it, and its energy was like an angry dragon, flying upwards with its teeth and claws.
The rosary beads in front of the little nun suddenly dissipated, like a string of flying meteors hitting the great compassion dragon of pure thought
She was slightly inferior. The rosary made of rosewood seemed to hit the bronze bell, making a metal-like trembling sound. She was shocked by the great compassionate dragon of pure thought and flew everywhere.
Seeing that Jingming's great compassionate heavenly dragon was about to tie up the little nun, a Zen stick was swung out from the horizontal, and the crescent moon was made of bright light, cutting Jingming's majestic true energy into two
Jing Nian held the tin staff and said sternly: Senior Brother Lu! You are going to collude with the heretics! Lu Zhishen's monk's robe was half-exposed, and he held the Zen staff naked and said loudly: No matter what the right way you are, the heretics! A group of bald men bullied this little nun, the Sa family couldn't stand it!
Jing Nian took a long breath, the monk's robe swelled up, and his thin figure seemed to become tall, and then he pointed his staff towards Lu Zhishen.
Lin Chong followed the knife and held the Zen stick. The monks of Dafu Lingjiu Temple launched at the same time, surrounding the little nun with a move, and the scattered rosary beads flew back and formed a string. She provoked a fierce battle between the two sides but seemed not ready to intervene, and just watched coldly on the tree.
Lin Chong and Lu Zhishen have been engaged in many days, and they are well aware of each other's cultivation. Although this is the first time they join forces, they seem to have been practicing for many years and are extremely familiar with each other.
Among the monks who came to Dafu Lingjiu Temple, the newly-promoted master of red-clothed jungle Jingming was the only one in the ten directions. The other monks' cultivation skills were uneven and their cooperation was far less than Lin. Lu Er was skilled. Although there were many people and many powers, he gradually fell into a disadvantage. Lin Chong was good at horse kung fu and was famous for his guns and sticks. However, he was born in an imperial guard family and his sword skills were quite good. He complemented Lu Zhishen's Zen Staff.
In less than a meal, three disciples from Dafu Lingjiu Temple were either injured or sealed with acupuncture points and quit the battle.
Lu Zhishen's Zen Staff was flying, and it seemed to be majestic. Lin Chong's heart was getting more and more uneasy. Lu Zhishen and Jing Nian were injured three times when they fought with each other. Although they were suppressed by the Golden Bell Cover, they were already at the end of their strength. If they hold on, their injuries would become more and more serious. Once the Golden Bell Cover was broken, the situation would be difficult to deal with.
Suddenly, the little nun bounced her finger and a rosary bead flew out suddenly, flew past Lu Zhishen's armpit, and penetrated into the mouth of a monk who was shouting and scolding.
The monk's neck bent, and the broken neck bone suddenly protruded backward, and all the monks were killed. Even Lu Zhishen widened his eyes.
Although the two sides were hostile, Monk Hua was thinking about the incense of the same temple and was very cautious in his actions. The monk who was knocked down by him was only injured but did not even die. He was not even seriously injured. He did not expect that this little nun was so cruel and took his life as soon as he took action.
Lin Chong took the opportunity and grabbed Lu Zhishen, spread his body and ran out through the forest and through the tree ground.
Amitabha! Jingming Dao: Unsecret heretics! You have increased your sins of killing again! The little nun retorted: Every one of the rebels in the jungle of the ten directions is supreme merit! As he said that, the little nun put a jade hand on his hand, took back the beads, then leaped out a few feet like a raccoon cat, climbed onto a young branch and swung it, and disappeared among the leaves in the blink of an eye
The monks in the Lingjiu Temple of Dafu showed grief and all drew a swastika on their chests to mourn their companions. Then they carried their injured companions and chased the little nun from the heretics.
The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and the wild boar forest became quiet for a moment
Ximen Qing stared at the little nun's back, raised his lips slightly, and smiled mysteriously that the little nun and Lin and Lu walked in separate ways. The monks of the Dafu Lingjiu Temple all went to chase the remnants of the heretics in the ten directions of the jungle. At this time, Lu Zhishen was seriously injured, and only one Lin Chong was left, which was a chance to take action.
Ximen Qing lowered his hand, and a big red and gold-spreading folding fan slid out of his sleeve, landing in his palm, he was about to jump to chase after him, but suddenly turned around and looked at a big tree behind him.
As the branches and leaves rolled, a middle-aged scholar stood gracefully on the branch with his hands in his arms, and three long beards under his chin fluttered slightly in the wind. His spirit was quiet and his mind was calm, as if he had been waiting on the tree for a long time.
Ximen Qing's slightly blue face changed several times. He finally opened the folding fan and shook it gently in front of him, and said with a smile: It turned out to be Mr. Qin
Qin Hui said with his hands behind his back: If the Ximen Daguan is not making a fortune in Wuyuan City, how can he be in the mood to come to peace?
Ximen Qing's peach blossom eyes showed an intoxicating smile. Lin'an has a large population, and the pharmacy shops below are all doing business... But Mr. Qin traveled thousands of miles to Lin'an City. Could he be preparing to take the top scorer?
Qin Hui smiled and said: That's what he meant
As he said that, Qin Hui took a step forward, he was already standing on the branch, and this step should have fallen in the air. However, his steps were slightly sunk, but he crossed two feet apart in the air and stepped in front of Ximen Qing in one step.
Qin Hui's slender finger seemed to fly out of the void, and the transparent air rippled under his finger. In an instant, the shocking fingers were activated with all their strength, attacking Ximen Qing's heart veins.
Ximen Qing's handsome face showed a hint of panic, as if he was confused under Qin Hui's attack without warning. He waving the folding fan in a hurry, barely blocking Qin Hui's fingers. Then he slipped under his feet, as if he was stepping on the air, and was about to fall from the branch.
Qin Hui suddenly withdrew his finger, took a step back with his hands, and sneered: The high-ranking official has no change in nature. He hastily made plans and hastily made plans. He is careful to do everything, but he has lost Qingqing's life.
Ximen Qing laughed: Xiaosheng's habit makes Brother Qin laugh. He straightened his waist and showed off a strange weapon like an umbrella with only a skeleton left in his left hand. He smiled and said: "The Shocking Demon is named one of the unique skills of the Poison Sect, and it is disrespectful to deal with it empty-handed. This is the Demon Umbrella I just made. Please give me some advice.
The demon umbrella had no umbrella surface. The exposed skeleton was made of the bones of a strange beast, and the color was like white jade. The skeleton was made of thin ropes woven from extremely thin gold wire, and the winding road was strange and inexplicable, like a series of continuous runes, and the phosphate fire jumped from time to time. Qin Hui wiped his fingers leisurely. It would be fine if the official used something else, but this demon umbrella violated the taboo of Qin's fingering. Beware that the corpse could not return home, and fell here and was in conjunction with the insects.
Ximen Qing said: Brother Qin is overestimating himself. Let’s try my brother’s demon umbrella to see if Brother Qin’s shocking finger can shake it!
Ximen Qing raised his left hand, and the Demon umbrella bones about a foot long opened. Countless ghost fires were jumping between the golden silk runes and white bones, forming a strange umbrella surface and heading towards Qin Hui's pocket.
The Black Demon Sea Witch Sect and the two elite sects of the Poison Sect are fighting each other. The competition between the two groups of troops in Dafu Lingjiu Temple just now is completely different. The martial arts of Dafu Lingjing Temple are very open and full of momentum, and every move is upright.
Qin Hui and Ximen Qing's fight were extremely cunning and changing. The two of them stood on a branch, only a short distance away, and the range of the fight was less than a meter. However, the life and death corruption in the tricks made the Dafu Lingjiu Temple far behind and the wonderfulness, which made people feel even more chilling.
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