Two hours have passed since Yuan Laizhou left.
It was getting late and the lights were on.
Ruhua sits on a towering clock tower in the east of Li Mansion, from here you can overlook the whole Li Mansion, and if there is any danger, he can rush to rescue immediately.
Sitting safely under the huge golden bell, the whistling night wind around him made his monk's robe whistling, like a flower, slowly closing his eyes, feeling the evening wind blowing over the monk's robe, body, muscles, and soul … From the outside to the inside, a piece of tranquility.
Ruhua has never been a practitioner who is willing to sit down in meditation and see the inner Zen. Meng Yuanjun once teased him, saying that he could not see the emptiness of the five aggregates in his life, and he could not feel the inner peace. Maybe he can do a lot in martial arts. But in terms of Buddhism, it is impossible to become an eminent monk of great virtue.
But Ye Zi often said that Ru Hua may not be able to become a great monk of great virtue, but she may not be unable to become an enlightened monk.
Ruhua doesn't understand, the master once said that one cannot become a Buddha overnight, one must be good-hearted, diligent and diligent, and maintain the supreme authenticity of a sincere heart.
Ruhua is completely unable to guide people to be good and promote Buddhism. As for meditating and reciting Buddhist scriptures over and over again, he can't persist. After a long time, even he himself feels that he has no connection with the Buddha. And the stagnation of Buddhism finally began to affect the progress of martial arts.
It has been two years, and Ruhua's realm has never been further advanced. Guixujing's third heaven is already the limit of martial arts that he can achieve with his extraordinary physical condition. If there is no epiphany, it will be stagnant.
For this reason, Ruhua has been anxious and anxious, and her temper has become more irritable, especially recently, the enemy's masters against them have become more and more fierce, but because of her incompetence and guilt for not being able to help everyone, her mood is getting depressed day by day, but In the depression, the whole person becomes depressed, so Ke is loyal to Buddhism and recites Buddhist scriptures, but finds peace rarely.
As soon as she got this heart out, Ru Hua unexpectedly found that her realm, which she hadn't improved for a long time, had loosened a bit.
"Bodhisattva's initial aspiration, the karma of the unsurpassed way, I become a Buddha, this is called bodhicitta."
Ruhua twirled the Buddha beads, and couldn't help but tremble when she read this sentence, "Dedicated to altruism, seeking righteousness and Bodhi."
All along, what I have been asking for is how to let go of the fight and have fun, but this time the guilt comes from altruism. From a small point of view, eliminating one evil can help brothers. From a big point of view, eliminating one evil , can save thousands of people.
Xiaoyuanjue Temple adheres to Hinayana Buddhism, which seeks self-cultivation, which can prove Arhat Fruit, while Mahayana Buddhism has an extra bodhicitta, which is the supreme righteous heart of "seeking the Buddha way and transforming all living beings". , send out the mind of bodhi, and then walk the bodhisattva way, and get the bodhisattva fruit, the buddha fruit.
Ruhua has always had difficulty in self-cultivation, but she also does not know how to seek the Tao and reincarnate. Now, in order to help her brother, she has an altruistic heart in her heart. It seems ridiculous, but it makes her suddenly enlightened. With bodhicitta, he suddenly understood that the way of killing that he pursued was also the way of Buddhism.
Kill for evil, kill for good!
"The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Amitabha, the poor monk understands!"
As soon as this thought came through, Ru Hua's sitting body shook violently, and the Gang Qi in her body suddenly erupted, like a volcanic eruption, extremely violent, and even rushed his body sitting cross-legged into the air, and the huge golden bell above his head was hit by the Gang Qi, sending out "Dang" sounded.
"Amitabha!"
The sound of the Buddha's chant was like a flower, and the bell sounded melodiously. The originally violent Gang Qi inside and outside the body suddenly became quiet, and the sharp edges and corners of the Gang Qi suddenly became rounded, diverging outwards, and becoming self-condensed.
The Great Monk's body-protecting stellar qi is no longer violently aroused as before, but becomes like a round light cluster, which slowly floats him in mid-air, and the whole person floats off the ground, but the stellar qi is self-fulfilling. Turning, there is no slightest consumption, and a rare balance has been achieved.
A Buddha's heart, clear and quiet, is the "state of great tranquility" for Buddhism.
At this moment, a roar came from outside the clock tower: "Duh! Shentu Zhenyue comes out to die!"
Ruhua's eyes slowly opened, and the look in the eyes showed an unprecedented tranquility. She slowly moved to the edge of the bell tower. King Tuli Ming, King Dawei Deming, King Vajra Yasha Ming, and the five great Ming kings of Tantric Buddhism arrived together. King Jundali Ming took a step forward, clasped his hands together, his whole body was entwined with purple-black flames like countless poisonous snakes, and was yelling towards the direction of the inner palace. Stop drinking.
An eagle howled.
The golden flames rose, and the golden eagle with the golden armored flame gun flew from the direction of the inner palace. Behind him, the black and white double eagles, together with the angry eagle and the blood eagle, landed together, blocking the five Ming kings.
Since the attack on the Li Mansion, Jin Ying, who has been in charge of military affairs, rushed back directly to the Li Mansion, and took over the defense here without saying a word. Although his expression could not be seen on his face, the anger in his heart almost made everyone feel great pressure. Like a volcano that could erupt at any moment.
This person is worthy of being the head of the twelve flying eagles. Even if he doesn't say a word, it makes people feel extremely scary.
"Of the twelve flying eagles, the golden eagle is the most."
It is rumored that the Golden Eagle already has the eighth success of the Eagle King. If he hadn't been guarding the frontier for Shenwu, he would be the number one master of the younger generation.
The words circulating in the rivers and lakes exaggerated the Golden Eagle's ability to a very high level. King Jundali Ming frowned, feeling the fearfulness of this young man's aura, but his goal was not the Golden Eagle, so his face darkened, and he declared The Buddha said in a deep voice: "Amitabha, the benefactor has never heard what the poor monk said? This time, under the order of the great tertön, I came here to ask for advice from the first sword in the Central Plains. You juniors, don't worry about it. Get back sooner!"
Golden Eagle was not wearing a mask at this time, but his cold face was no different from a mask. He said indifferently: "You guys came from afar, didn't they just talk nonsense, right? You all know how Senior Shentu is doing, What are you pretending to be? Stop talking nonsense, step forward and do it!"
King Jundali Ming's eyes shot out a sharp light, and he snorted coldly: "Okay! Then let this Dharma King see what skills the successor of the Eagle King has?"
Stepping forward, rubbing his hands together, suddenly, purple-black flames rose from his body, each flame was like a python, hissing and shaking his body non-stop.
Bitter murderous aura immediately filled the audience.
Golden Eagle signaled the four of them to retreat, and said dully: "Well said, accept the move!" Before he finished speaking, the flame gun was in his hand, and a burst of cold vigor rushed towards King Jundali Ming.
There was a rush of air in the field for a while, and the shuddering cold caused the soup to roll.
King Jundali Ming put on different postures, resisting the invincible aura of the Golden Eagle, but his expression was unprecedentedly cautious.
The golden eagle's flame gun kept drawing small circles to stimulate its energy.
The distance between the two is three zhang, but the danger involved is by no means inferior to close hand-to-hand combat. As long as either party's aura is slightly weak, and the other party is induced by the traction of the air, it will immediately launch a deadly attack. onslaught.
Jin Ying, who has an aggressive aura and a cold personality, puts on an aggressive aura as soon as he enters the stage. Even the five Ming kings on the opposite side are extremely uncomfortable.
The rest of the four eagles were all so nervous that they couldn't breathe, because King Jundali Ming was so powerful. As a master figure in the Tantric sect who was second only to Long Sudunzhu, he had the ability to challenge the masters of heaven and had always been famous. Outside, although my elder brother's reputation intimidated the desert, but it was the first time in his life to face a Tantric master. I don't know if my elder brother can beat him
Although King Dawei Deming and others knew that the Golden Eagle spear technique must be extremely good, they believed that his actual combat experience and skill against Tantric martial arts were not enough, and he was far inferior to King Jundali Ming. Wang is full of confidence.
But King Jundali Ming in the game had a different feeling.
Only from the movement of the golden eagle piercing the flame gun, the natural and impeccable spirit has been grabbing his mind tightly, making him feel that there is no gap to find. Even when he faced the Eagle King before, he was not as shocked as he is now.
With a move in his heart, King Jundali Ming suddenly had the feeling that he couldn't see through his opponent.
In an instant, the golden eagle immediately felt a sense, smiled leisurely, and the sword light soared, shooting towards King Jundali Ming like a bolt of lightning.
Both sides in the field were stunned, and they did not expect that Golden Eagle would launch the main attack.
What's even more mysterious is that even though the Golden Eagle Spear is like thunder and lightning, it makes people feel extremely quiet, as if the world has completely stopped at this moment.
King Jundaliming knew that the other party was using the Supreme Profound Art to subtly control his own mind. With a yell, he gathered his firm will, stretched out his palms, each clawed a Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle, and stretched out a circle of force Mang, protect the front.
With a sound of "Zheng", the flame gun pierced the outer edge of the aperture.
The sharp light dissipated.
At this moment of life-and-death struggle, the Golden Eagle is as fierce as the roc in the sky. Even if the opponent is a Buddha, he has enough confidence to tear the opponent's chest with his beak and claws.
Five shots in a row, each shot from a completely unexpected angle, like a bird trail and a fish falling, without any traces of chiseling.
King Jundaliming also entered the realm of martial arts where there is still water and no waves. The vajra subduing magic pestle in both hands miraculously appeared and disappeared in the air. Every time it appeared, it blocked the golden eagle's strange flame gun, emitting a crisp sound There was an extremely loud clash, but after each clash, King Jundali Ming frowned, and sweat gradually dripped from his forehead.
As soon as the two sides fought against each other, they entered an absolutely dangerous situation. In just a few breaths, they had fought hundreds of times. When the two were inseparable, Jin Ying suddenly drew back his gun and retreated to Si Ying. He said coldly: "I have learned!"
King Jundali Ming stayed on the spot, staring blankly at the golden eagle, but did not pursue it.
With a hiss, King Jundali Ming's monk robe was torn open in several places. Obviously, in the confrontation just now, the Golden Eagle took some advantage, but it was quite difficult to kill the opponent.
At this time, everyone knew that the Golden Eagle had at least a little bit of the upper hand, otherwise it would have retreated as soon as it said it could, and even if it was as fierce as the army, King Tuli Ming would not have dared to pursue it.