The white fox looked up at the princess, and the princess also recognized the white fox, "Xiao Bai..."
While he was talking, the cold wind and snow outside the door rushed into the deep palace Sutra Pavilion, blowing out the candles behind the door, making the world dark.
Before Xia Xiaosu could move, she heard a rustling sound beside her.
The white fox rushed into the pavilion in the darkness, and lay lightly on the candlestick. With a flick of his paw, the candle burned again.
When the candle light was extinguished, Xia Xiaosu's back was projected onto the threshold in front of her, a little distorted.
The princess closed the door, but the white fox had climbed onto the desk, exploding a cloud of black energy from its body. When the black energy re-consolidated, it turned out to be a goblin with the face of a white fox and the body of a girl.
But the white fox's face suddenly turned 180 degrees, revealing a cute and pink girl's face behind it. The girl closed her eyes tightly, opened them twice with great effort, and then opened a pair of eyes that were so charming that they looked so charming. Looking at the princess, the girl held her chin and said in a sweet voice: "Little princess, I came here just to ask, do you really mean what you said?"
Although Xia Xiaosu had heard some strange stories, she had never seen such a scene. What's more, in her mind, the white fox was just a little fox that was helpless when caught in a trap. How could she have such great magical powers? The princess couldn't help but ask: "Xiaobai, you..."
The little girl sat weakly on the desk and said softly: "Little princess, let me introduce myself again. Xiaobai is my descendant. Hu Ling is also my descendant. I... am just an old fox."
Old fox
It was difficult for Xia Xiaosu to associate the word "old fox" with the girl in front of her. She was pink and snow-white, with boundless charm. She was clad in a red flower silk dress and a brocade skirt, with bare legs and small feet. Her jade-like toes teased the air back and forth. She supported her body with one hand and leaned slightly closer, looking at her with a charming smile.
Xia Xiaosu asked: "Aren't you cold?"
Old Fox: "Huh? It's all because of the fur. The little princess looks cold, so I'll just change my outfit."
While she was speaking, another black mist exploded around the girl. When it solidified again, she had transformed from summer clothes into winter clothes, wrapped in a rich white fur with pockets, and wore fluffy boots on her bare feet. What hasn't changed is that weak and boneless charm that can be knocked down by a push.
The little girl crossed her long legs and looked at the princess with a smile, waiting for her answer.
Xia Xiaosu had already known the answer in her heart. In fact, she knew what the answer meant. But thinking of her brother's lonely battle, she still said directly: "I naturally think that as long as demons do not harm innocent people, then the world should be tolerant. Down."
The little girl's lips curled up, and her smile became wider.
She heard the subtlety of the princess' words.
Xia Xiaosu was not afraid of her. She sat down at the table, looked at the little girl on her right, and sighed softly: "But I am just a princess who can't even control her own destiny. I watched my brother being put under house arrest and allowed him to marry off. There are so many Turks and refugees in the city, I can't do anything...
When I rescued Xiaobai, I just thought it was pitiful and I never thought I would get anything out of it. If you want to rely on me to change everything, that's not realistic. "
The little girl's head suddenly turned, the white fox faced her, and said in a hoarse and cold voice: "Little princess, do you know how many demons die at the hands of humans every year, and how many people die at the hands of demons!?! "
Xia Xiaosu was startled, but her face remained calm and no longer startled. Then she shook her head and said calmly: "I don't know."
The white fox said hoarsely: "Every year in this northern land alone, tens of thousands of monsters die at the hands of humans!!
As for us, we have stopped cannibalizing people a long time ago. Not only do we not eat people, our juniors will also save people after reading your book on propriety, trust and benevolence, and will lead hunters who have lost their way in the mountains to the official road, but that hunter In a blink of an eye, monks and government officials will turn around and hunt us, because our furs are valuable and can be sold for a lot of money when skinned and dried.
Just because the guiding fox is psychic, if it is given to a noble person, it can make a bright future.
Or maybe the future doesn't count, it's just an instinct to please and show off.
There are also some juniors who read your stories and thought that they might have some romantic stories with the scholars. In the end, they actually went to the ancient temple to wait foolishly, and even brought demon nectar to help those scholars to refresh themselves and increase their intelligence. What happened in the end? After becoming prosperous, he repaid kindness with hatred, killed the junior, and used the fur to make a scarf for the newlywed lady!
In this way, kindness will be repaid with hatred, and good will not be repaid with good. Is this right? ! ! "
Xia Xiaosu shook his head.
The white fox's face was filled with coldness and evil intent, and he came close to her. His head suddenly turned 180 degrees again, revealing the face of a charming little girl, and his voice became softer.
"As for you, little princess, you are compassionate and kind, and have the appearance of a true Bodhisattva, but your fate is so unfair to you. You want to change, and we also want to change. You are the great Shang royal family who can tolerate us, so... you are here Only by doing this can we survive. Is that okay?"
Xia Xiaosu nodded.
The little girl smiled and said: "The great catastrophe is coming, everything will be killed. Neither you nor I can escape, and no one can escape. Since the emperor has left this imperial capital, you might as well become emperor. We monsters will protect you. Who can If you don't accept it, I'll kill anyone, hee hee hee..."
proclaim oneself emperor
Xia Xiaosu had never thought about this, and she was stunned by the huge leap.
The little girl said: "Little princess, you can't escape. Although your brother defended the imperial city and is unparalleled in bravery, how can one person change the world
If there is no foreign aid, he will be imprisoned or even beheaded sooner or later. You are destined to be sent to the Turks and into the wilderness. I heard that the Turk king you want to marry is an old man, and according to the rules of the Turks Well, when the old man dies, you still have to marry his son, and when his son dies, you still have to marry his grandson. One day, if you are really old, you may be taken to be buried with him, hehehehe... "
The pale and desolate princess was in a daze for a moment as she thought about the scene described by the white fox. She stared at the dancing candles in front of her and couldn't help but fall into silence. She was only sixteen years old and should not have to endure this.
"The little princess slowly thought about it, tonight or tomorrow night is fine, but there is not much time." The little girl did not rush her, she just smiled charmingly, and then twisted her body to come to her side, "As for my title, People used to call me Hu Xian, but after thinking about it, I thought it was too blunt, so I added another word, Hu Xian'er.
I haven't left the mountains for a long time. If it hadn't been for this murder, I would still be an old fox in the mountains. The little princess slowly thought, if I agree, our fates will be tied together from now on. "
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At this time, on Mount Sumeru, Xia Ji saluted with his left hand, and the black Buddha's light broke through his body for three feet, forming a layer of King Ming's Dharma. This caused his body to expand in a large circle, far exceeding its original form.
His face shows anger, he carries fierce fire on his back, and he holds a sharp sword of light in his right hand. This sword can cut away three thousand troubles, showing the appearance of wisdom and light.
The Arhat holds a long golden stick in his hand, and his shadow falls with the snow, carrying the majestic energy accumulated in the sky with him.
The air flow reversed, and the heaven and earth formed a small funnel in this blow. Everything poured into this place, with shadows, golden, gray, and white mixed together, and it was instantly present.
Bang! ! !
King Ming's Faxiang withstood this blow and was shattered by two feet, while the ten-meter giant among the frost giants only managed to cut into half a foot.
But at this moment, Xia Ji's black Buddha's hand had pressed down on the golden stick, and his true energy was circulating, and the broken body of the Dharma was quickly fused.
The long golden stick needs to be raised.
The hand just pressed quietly.
The Dharma Appearance is the manifestation of the resonance between the heaven and the earth when the power reaches the extreme. At this time, the collision between the Ming King and the Arhat Dharma Appearance produced a muffled thunderous explosion, which spread out from the top of Mount Sumeru to all directions in the depth of winter.
It is common sense that there is no snow in the summer and no thunder in the winter. But at this time, this strange scene made the hunters at the foot of the mountain unable to help but feel horrified.
One lift, one press.
One press, one lift.
It's just a pause for two or three thoughts.
Xia Ji immediately took advantage of the situation and jumped into the air. In mid-air, King Ming was holding a sword of light.
The fingers of his left hand were pressed together and passed over the tip of the sword. With this pass, nine rounds of scorching sun appeared on the body of the bright sword one by one, adding an even more dazzling brilliance to the already bright sword.
After a thought, the two fingers of his left hand reached the top, the nine suns merged into one, and the tip of the sword suddenly bloomed with great light and scorching heat.
This sword of light fell directly on Arhat Jin's body, cutting a large wound that was more than one foot long. The spirits of the monks in the formation became weak, and the golden light of the golden Arhat was also slightly weaker.
Xia Ji did not stop, his figure was as strong as an emperor's flying dragon, and the sword light lingered into a dazzling dragon, circling and cutting, leaving more and more wounds on the Arhat's body.
After just two or three thoughts, Arhat was already scarred.
And the eight-foot-long golden Arhat finally reacted. His eyes widened and he shouted angrily: "Immortal Golden Body!"
Following this roar, the three hundred and twenty-four yellow-robed monks in the formation were furious, and the eight-foot-long Arhat's long golden stick hit the ground heavily. He clasped his palms together violently, and a lot of golden light rushed to the skin, and was accumulated in the ground. Skin, and the wounds cut by Xia Ji also recovered quickly.
Xia Ji slashed twice more, but it seemed that he had struck an extremely hard material. He could only penetrate about three feet further. Considering the huge appearance of this Arhat, this level of defense was completely comparable to his immobility. King Ming is dead.
The Xuanzhen array is indeed extremely mysterious. If it weren't for the strong geographical constraints of the two major arrays of Luohan Suppressing Demons in Leiyin Temple, these monks would probably be able to rely on these arrays to travel all over the world and become invincible.
In the first round, it was a draw.
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The Arhat's skin is flowing with hot golden light, showing his indestructible golden body that is invulnerable to invulnerability, water and fire. As the savings increase, the Arhat becomes more and more dazzling, like the sun sitting in the clouds.
Wait until the golden light reaches its most dazzling moment.
"Buddha's light shines everywhere!"
With the roar of hundreds of voices blending into one, the Buddha's light all over the spiritual Arhat broke through his body and erupted like a volcano!
Buddha's light shines everywhere.
However, these Buddha lights do not harm objects, but have a powerful spiritual impact. If there is a trace of evil thoughts or karma in the heart, it will be ignited by this Buddha light, thereby igniting the flames in the body.
This is a major feature of Leiyin Temple's attack method. Whether it is a magical weapon or a formation plate, when it reaches a high place, it will target the target's karma. The Buddha's light of this eight-foot-long golden Arhat is like this.
It stands to reason that once this move is performed, no matter who it is, they have to turn around and run away. After all, who has no karma? Who doesn’t have evil thoughts
But Xia Ji didn't.
He has too.
nor.
This is the benefit that supreme Zen brings to him, allowing him to be in a state of mind that allows him to do whatever he wants without causing any karma.
The monks hoped that the Buddha's fire would ignite the demon.
Let him be cleansed from his sins.
Let him go to hell to repent and reflect.
But Xia Ji accepted it calmly and walked leisurely in the Buddha's light industry fire.
On the other side, due to the dissipation of Buddha's light, the golden Arhat turned out to be dim.
If you are an outsider, you will not be able to see this dimness outside this dazzling brilliance, and if you step into this brilliance, it will burn.
But Xia Ji did not burn in the brilliance, and he saw the dimness.
The great merchant prince stepped on the ground and jumped into the air. The dark Ming King's hands held the bright and fiery sword. He held the handle with both hands, like an eagle breaking into the golden sea, falling from the air and piercing through the heavy Buddha's light.
The big sword was inserted into the dark body of the Arhat's Dharma form. It penetrated four feet but could not go in any further.
Xia Ji looked down at the 648 pupils in the Golden Arhat's Dharma. Those pupils were now integrated with the spirit of the Golden Arhat and looked at him indifferently.
Xia Ji used his strength and the sword body of the Sword of Light continued downwards, but when it reached five feet, it encountered great obstacles and formed a balance.
Those six hundred and forty-eight pupils were vaguely sarcastic.
After one thought.
Xia Ji's hands showed the third level of Dharma.
In a moment, the palm "expanded" eighteen times.
Eighteen circles is the eighteenth floor.
Every level is like a ghostly illusion of a hundred ghosts walking at night.
All illusions become one.
King Ming, Sun, and Hell are one.
With the overwhelming power, he thrust the Great Sword of Light to the end, and there was no obstacle!
Xia Ji's whole body sank into the Arhat's chest. Once he entered it, it was like entering the golden sea of karma fire. If there was a trace of evil thoughts here, his whole body would be on fire in an instant, and a single thought would be enough to burn a person to death.
In addition, there were also layers of golden swastikas slapping towards him.
The Dharma and the Dharma were crushing each other crazily, and the energy contained in each other was constantly squeezing, making a harsh and roaring sound of thunder. When they ran over each other, they produced a string of dazzling white lights, and the brilliance generated by the energy was even more intense. Soaring straight into the sky, the light flickered on and off in the layer of flying snow as thick as a calamity cloud, and the sky for dozens of miles also flickered on and off.
After a thought.
He shot out from behind the golden Arhat, and the aura around him dimmed a little. The black light of King Ming was a little weaker, the vastness of Jiuyang was also a little weaker, and the aura of Baigui Yexing was also a little weaker.
However, the whole body of the golden Arhat became even darker, and the spiritual energy of the monks suffered an even greater decline.
The two sides fought very quickly. The Arhat obviously never thought that the karmic fire contained in this "Buddha's Light" could not burn to Xia Ji, so he began to hurriedly put away the Buddha's Light, intending to return to the skin again to form a powerful immortal golden body.
Arhat's thought had just occurred when Xia Ji's second sword had penetrated his back again.
Boom!
Laws crush each other.
Winter thunder is rolling!
Blazing white light reaches the sky.
The heavy snow was steaming, and for a while, fog, fire, ice and snow, and thunder formed a mysterious area.
When he thought again, Xia Ji had burst out of his chest. This time he gave up using the sword, but grabbed the torn scar on the Arhat's chest with both hands, and used the three legendary powers of Henglian, Zhenqi, and External Strength. Like a powerful spring that has been suppressed for a long time, it suddenly explodes on both sides!
Wow!
The wound expanded another inch.
Two inches…
Three inches…
…
One foot…
more and more.
The wounds are getting bigger and bigger!
But the golden light had returned to the Arhat's body, and the powerful power of the immortal golden body healed the wound, but the big hands were firmly pressed against the wound.
The two sides fell into a stalemate.
The wound heals an inch.
That pair of big hands tore open another inch.
The wound heals one foot.
The big hand tore open another foot.
Back and forth, endlessly.
The prince, who was standing against an eight-foot-long Arhat with a mere seven-foot body, was like a demon hanging in the sky, and he was tearing the Arhat alive!
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Shikong has been hiding behind the tree since the fight started, and has been shocked by Xia Ji.
The display of the three levels of Dharma made him even more horrified.
This prince also knows the Ninefold Tathagata Zen method.
For such a person who has reached the pinnacle of both divine and martial arts cultivation, how many people in the world can rival him in a solo fight
However, manpower is sometimes exhausted, and no matter how good a person's power is, there is a limit. Not to mention destiny, it can be captured with a powerful restraint weapon.
And the reason why Leiyin Temple has been able to continue to this day is entirely in accordance with destiny. The prince in front of him reversed his destiny because he was an alien. The world cannot tolerate aliens. Since it is not tolerated, it is natural that he has gone against heaven. If heaven does not tolerate him, how can Leiyin Temple follow him
At this time, the prince and Arhat were in a state of balance.
As long as he goes to break this balance, he can eliminate a great harm to the world!
Thinking of this, Shikong used his body skills to move quickly and stood in a suitable position. He suddenly looked up to the sky and inhaled, exhaling ten feet of wind and snow around him in one breath. When the air entered his body, his whole body actually expanded by a small circle, and the monk The robe and drum are perfect.
"Evil! Demonic! External! Tao!"
Four words stacked up, one word after another, the power brewing in each word is rising, just like the waves, one after another, until the word "Tao" is spit out, the extremely strong waves seem to have substance. The ground spurted out, spanning a distance of more than twenty feet and hitting Xia Ji's vest directly.
Although Xia Ji's body did not tremble, this was the critical moment in his fight with the golden Arhat. Such a blow was enough to make him stop like a straw weighing on the scale.
In the second round, Xia Ji was slightly better, but was attacked and tied again.
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Xia Ji let go of his hand, clapped his hands on the golden body, flew across the void, and stood on the ruined high pavilion hundreds of meters away.
Arhat never came after him, he just recovered quickly.
Xia Ji was also recovering. At the same time, he glanced sideways at Shikong who was attacking him without asking anything.
He already understood that if he asked "Why did the monk sneak attack", the monk would definitely say "Everyone can kill the evil demons and heretics", so he did not ask.
But during the confrontation just now, he suddenly thought of something.
Since the demon-suppressing formation ignores the body and locks the spirit, can the "Now Tathagata Zen" that I have turned into a crimson skill bead also be able to do it
Seeing that his aid was effective, Shikong didn't dare to wait any longer. He backed away quickly and left the sight of the demon-like prince. After all, he was just a more powerful ant on the battlefield. The eight-foot-long golden body of Arhat Dharma is the main combat force.
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The monk in the Arhat's image took the time to recover and looked at the prince who was as big as an "ant" from a distance.
After a while.
Arhat has not moved yet.
Xia Ji suddenly removed all the Dharma images.
The monks were stunned, not knowing what the prince wanted.
In the previous confrontation, both sides had spent a lot of energy, and their energy and energy had dropped a lot. This was the time to recover. What was he going to do
Under the curious eyes of the monks, Xia Ji took a step forward.
This step.
Behind him appeared a great Buddha image.
The Buddha is still sitting in the lotus position, with the soles of his feet facing the sky, meditating on ignorance, and as his hands change, there is already another mudra.
The left hand naturally extends downward, with the fingertips hanging down like snow clouds hanging from the sky. The palm of the right hand faces outward, with the fingertips stretched upward like a barrier covering the sky. It is spread up and down, which is a wish seal, symbolizing that the Buddha understands the hearts of all living beings and listens. The wishes of all living beings, and make all their prayers fulfilled.
The Buddha's eyes are closed tightly, showing a peaceful and perfect awakening, as if sleeping or waking up, as real as a dream.
Seeing this Dharma, both the golden Arhat and the Consciousness Kong couldn't help but pause for a moment, panicking that Tathagata's true intention was in front of them. Even if they wanted to continue taking action, they needed to pray first and tell themselves, "They want to be destroyed." Demon, instead of attacking the Buddha", otherwise the Zen mind will be broken and there is no need to fight again.
In this moment of silence.
The Tathagata suddenly opened his eyes.
The monks were shocked and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief...
The Tathagata's eyes did not have any mercy at all, but were filled with blood-red evil.
A great shock rose up, and the billowing demonic intent turned into a ferocious beast-like torrent and broke through the hearts of the monks!
Xia Ji smiled.
Tathagata also smiled.
With this smile, all living beings for miles around understood his intention and were all infected by his intention.
This meaning is demonic.
The Zen hearts of the monks were impacted, their consciousnesses were in chaos, and they were unable to control themselves. The golden body of the Arhat actually began to become darker.
Although it is not broken, it is much weaker.
This weakness, coupled with the weakness from the previous battle, was superimposed, making the golden Arhat's Dharma Appearance tend to collapse.
The monks quickly gathered their minds and chanted Buddhist scriptures.
But at this moment, Xia Ji had already transformed into three levels of Dharma.
King Ming, the sun, hell.
The prince held in his hand the great sword of light, which was uncertain in brightness and destruction, good and evil, and empty space. He shot out like lightning and cut down the eight-foot-long golden Arhat.
boom! !
Arhat, broken! ! !
The fragments of the golden body shattered and splattered all over the sky, like a shattered illusory mirror.
And with this rupture, all the firefly-like golden light became dim, and then fell into the ground, and the three hundred and twenty-four yellow-clothed monks also vomited blood, and their spirits were extremely depressed.
Xia Ji had just touched the ground with his toes, and then he swept out of the ground again. He flew across dozens of feet like a wild dragon. The big bright sword in his hand directly slashed through Shi Kong not far away. Shi Kong was dead before he could react. Different place.
Xia Ji made a detour, and he turned back to the many monks and started killing.
Blood.
Blood.
Blood!
Blood creek!
River of blood! !
After a small moment.
The ground was spread out with a bloody carpet, and there was not a single living person here.
Xia Ji withdrew his strength, felt something in his heart, and showed the Tathagata's appearance again.
This time…
What emerged from his back was a light red Buddha statue, his face immersed in darkness, overlooking the ruins of Leiyin Temple and the gradually freezing blood river.
After a long time, a faint sigh came from the snow:
"I... am still too weak."
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