When Fang Yanying used this sword, a thought suddenly came to his mind. He was afraid that he might never be able to strike out with such a sword again in his life.
Because of the birth of this sword, her role is very little.
Along the way, her uncle trained her and understood the breath of the sword, allowing her to bring the divine sword in with her. Only then did all her qualifications turn into this dazzling sword, like the stars in the sky.
Without the Five Elements Divine Sword, without the accumulation along the way, there would never be this sword.
Her whole body felt like it had been hollowed out, light and effortless. On the other side, the piercing sword light seemed to transcend the heaven and earth, breaking away from the gravity of the earth. It was as misty as a dream.
The sword already has breath and a spirit. She is just the sword's servant.
What a terrifying swordsmanship this is. It is no longer a person controlling the sword, but a sword controlling a person. If her uncle is gone, she has no doubt that this Five Elements Divine Sword will become a demon-like existence, and through independent cultivation, it will rise to the realm of immortals and Buddhas.
Although at this time, the spirit of the divine sword is flawless and unstained by the mortal world, as indifferent as the stars in the sky, noble and indifferent, without the slightest emotion of any living thing.
Those white bones trembled one after another, as if affected by the invisible rhythm of heaven and earth, and turned into dust in an instant. After turning into extremely tiny dust, the souls of the dead seemed to have lost their shackles, and they all let out sighs of contentment. The sighs finally gathered into a tide, shaking the corpse king's mind.
The Corpse King is sitting high in the sky, shouting the Buddha's name. The Buddha's sound is like the sound of Mount Sumeru, ripples throughout the world, and all the souls of the dead are motionless. He raises his palms, as vast as a mountain, majestic than a mountain, covering the sky and covering the earth, shaking the whole world. The rules of heaven and earth.
Fang Yanying once heard his master comment on the magical powers in the world. He once said that there is a magical power in Tantric Buddhism called 'Mahamudra', which can be practiced to the depths and directly points to the essence, with nowhere to escape.
This is exactly what Master said about the big handprint. The big hand that covers the sky and the sun is moving at a high speed that exceeds Fang Yanying's cognition. However, Fang Yanying can clearly see the arrival of the big handprint. The combination of fast and slow exerted extraordinary pulling force, and the entire Shengguan Temple, which was as huge as a city, turned into endless dust and collapsed suddenly.
Because the dissipation of that force directly destroyed its originally solid structure.
The corpse king standing in the void has a face as golden as paper, and his expression does not fluctuate at all.
All the stars in the sky were transformed by one sword, and all the sword energy poured into the giant palm. It contacted the giant palm like a mountain without any reservation. There was no earth-shattering explosion. The tip of the sword penetrated the giant palm, and there was only the annihilation of energy. And the deep and profound divine power of heaven and earth shocked Fang Yanying's soul.
Countless dust fell from his eyes like a waterfall and piled up on the ground.
The monk was one of the corpse king's hands. All the flesh and blood disappeared, revealing the charred bones.
Not even the power of the stars could burn his bones.
The old monk showed an attitude of waking up from a dream, and said: "You are not alone."
His eyes are like the stars in the sky, pure and clean.
Fang Yanying's body was swaying a little. She had been drained of her magic power, and the old monk opposite had only lost an arm. Even with the Five Elements Divine Sword and the magical will cultivated over the years, it was far from possible to defeat her. This demon monk.
Fang Yanying was silent. She knew that the monster-like monk in front of her was right. Although she was using the sword, the person who took action must be her uncle. In addition, the divine sword is also a living thing. Speaking of which, This is also a different kind of using more to defeat less.
The old monk did not continue to take action, let alone condemn him. His clear eyes looked through Fang Yanying and saw Shen Lian in the distance. He smiled faintly, just like the smile of Sakyamuni that was transmitted to Kasyapa. Shen Lian also smiled. Nod slightly.
The sword was not meant to kill him, but to pierce the monk's evil thoughts and bring out the compassionate side of the monk deep in his heart.
The route chosen by Shen Lian was very particular. He had long known that there was a Shengguan Temple here, in which lived an extremely powerful corpse king or eminent monk. He came here just for the true method of water movement in Buddhism.
'Amiridu' is made up of the power of countless past lives. As 'Nectar', it can make people immortal. It can be said to be the essence of water in Buddhism. To form 'Nectar' requires a means, which is the 'Rebirth Mantra'. It was the 'True Law of Water Movement' that Shen Lian sought.
The rebirth mantra resounded in the sky and the earth. The numerous dead souls were affected by the power of the rebirth mantra. They appeared very smooth, exuding soft light, and gradually gathered together. They were thick and steaming, like gentle morning mist, filling the void in an instant.
As the power of the 'Rebirth Mantra' flows, the water mist jumps uncontrollably, and finally forms a vortex in the center. The mist-like dead souls fly towards the vortex. There seems to be a black hole leading to reincarnation in the center of the vortex, absorbing it. He killed one dead soul after another, and at the same time stripped away the power of the past life. All the water mist gathered into a drop of nectar, lying quietly in the air, spinning leisurely.
The monk said leisurely: "It's a pity that I can't see the beautiful epiphyllum blooming." After saying this, his body was ignited with flames. In the end, nothing was left, and no one knew what his name was. He came in vain and left in vain. null.
Fang Yanying was a little sad, but also a little envious, but she didn't know what she was envious of.
"He has been trapped here for a long time, and he is finally free today." Shen Lian's vague voice floated in Fang Yanying's ears, and the drop of nectar kept spinning and fell in front of Fang Yanying.
Only then did Fang Yanying realize what she was envious of, because the monk had gained a different kind of liberation, at least he no longer had to be bound to this place.
She looked at the drop of 'nectar' and said hesitantly, "Uncle Master, why don't you put it away?" Since this is a Buddhist elixir, it must be as precious as a Taoist elixir. Even if you can't eat it and live forever, it should be It can extend your life for a long time.
As long as it lives long enough, even a pig has a chance to break through the illusion. After all, it can experience countless failures and always find a way to break through.
There are many tribulations in heaven and earth, but the end of life is definitely the biggest tribulation for all living beings who have not achieved immortality. Fang Yanying can keep her heart in the face of this Buddhist 'elixir', which is enough to prove that she is qualified to be promoted to that day. The way of man.
Shen Lianhun said nonchalantly: "I just let you come and go, not because I want it. Besides, I already got what I wanted."
When he has reached this stage, it is said that the Nine-turn Golden Pill refined by the Supreme Taoist Ancestor can immediately achieve the heavenly realm and escape the world after eating it, and it will never shake his Taoist heart.
All he needs is the 'Rebirth Mantra' that represents the true water movement of Buddhism.
He went all the way north to reorganize the five elements. The Rebirth Curse was just the first goal. By the time the remaining four goals were completed, it was almost time to reach Zhongshan.
Countless golden lights floated out from the sky, most of which fell on Fang Yanying.
Fang Yanying was horrified and moved, because the golden light was merit, and she received the power of merit for the first time.