Above the sky, Shen Shen Xue Yuan oscillated and opened, and the two people who bore the brunt were all taken a few steps back, and the corners of their mouths were red.
Sword Bodhi stopped his body, twisted his finger lightly, and spread the swastika seal under his body.
"Bodhicitta Zen, Buddha Dharma is boundless"
Bodhi opens the Buddha's origin, radiates the great thousand, the swastika turns, and in the world of blood origin, the Buddha's light rises up, opening up a Buddha world.
On the other side, Ning Chen also condensed his mind and condensed his energy. With a twist of the sword, the scroll of life was pushed to the limit, and the extreme freezing air scattered endlessly, breaking through the blood essence, forming a side of his own.
The three people, the three worlds, shine with different brilliance under the night, shocking the world, shocking the world.
"One thought of Bodhi forgives life and cuts off sins"
In the Buddha's light, the dazzling ancient Brahma sword draws in the true essence of Bodhi, and turns it into a soldier to slay sins.
Facing Bodhi's move, Rong Lou's expression was extremely solemn, and his whole body was full of great energy. Immediately, the blood-colored blade went straight into the sky, slashing down with one sword, and regretting the sword of sin.
With a bang, the power of Fo Rong faced each other, and both sides took their injuries and took three steps back.
When the opportunity appeared, the sword in Ning Chen's hand galloped out, and the three scrolls merged into the world. The next moment, Su Yi disappeared, turned into a plain white streamer, and instantly arrived in front of the Ronglou.
In the world of blood essence, the sky and the earth disappear, the sword light covers the moon, the sword is paving the way, and the sword that is pointed to the snow, condensing the power of three volumes of the sky, instantly breaks through the blood and energy blocking the whole body of the military building, and a sword penetrates the body, piercing the chest. Pass.
"Uh"
With a muffled groan, blood spurted like a waterfall, Rong Lou resisted the severe pain in his chest, and slapped it with a palm, shaking the person in front of him.
"retreat"
Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the Ronglou was not reluctant to fight at all, made a decisive decision, and quickly retreated.
The blood light scattered and disappeared in an instant between heaven and earth, making people react quickly.
The two wanted to chase, but it was too late, so they could only watch the seriously injured Ronglou escape.
"Donor, how's your injury?" Jian Bodhi put the sword Bharat in his staff and stepped forward to ask.
"I'm fine, it's a pity that he escaped"
Ning Chen dissipated the power of the phoenix shape, looked at the blood light disappearing in the air, his eyes flashed with regret, such a terrifying powerhouse, if he failed to cut down the grass and root, he would undoubtedly return the tiger to the mountain, and the future would be endless.
"The Rong people are good at escaping, and the poor monk chased him for a hundred years. He fled several times at critical moments. This time, thanks to the help of the benefactor, he was able to hurt him so much." Jian Bodhi said with gratitude.
"Master, you're welcome, please come to the palace to talk." Ning Chen had something to ask in his heart, so he asked.
"Thank you, Lord," Jian Bodhi did not refuse, and fell down with the young man in front of him.
"Bad man, are you alright?" Seeing Ning Chen coming, Mingyue didn't care about the presence of everyone, and immediately stepped forward, her face full of worry.
"It's okay." Ning Chen smiled softly and comforted her softly.
Jian Bodhi saw the bright moon in the emperor's costume in front of him, and a strange color flashed in his eyes, the body of a woman.
Ning Chen knew that the distance was so close, it was difficult to hide from a top powerhouse in the Three Calamities Realm.
"Don't worry," Jian Bodhi nodded and made a promise.
"Your Majesty, it's getting late, it's time to go back to rest," Yang Hong stepped forward and said.
"I still have something to talk about with the Marquis Zhiming. After we finish talking, I will go back by myself," Mingyue responded.
"Your Majesty, it's too late, it won't be too late to talk about the big Xia Zhenghua Hall tomorrow." Yang Hong insisted that Mingyue did not want to have too much entanglement with his Chao Wuhou.
Ten round sword guards stepped forward, and under Yang Hong's signal, they were about to forcibly invite Mingyue back.
"Yang Hong, this is Zhiminghou's mansion, and you can't be arrogant."
Yang Hong's repeated overstepping made Ning Chen's remaining patience finally exhausted. He glanced at the former and said coldly.
The Hou Ye was angry, and the Long Guard Imperial Army arranged by the eldest grandson in the Hou Mansion immediately stepped forward in groups and surrounded the Yuan Dao Imperial Guard. The atmosphere of the scene was stagnant for a while.
Mingyue looked at Yang Hong in front of her, and after a while, she calmly said, "Yanghou, it's not as good as this emperor's seat, let you sit down"
The understatement made the expressions of everyone present in Beimeng suddenly change. Yang Hong was shocked, and immediately knelt down and said, "Weichen dare not!"
"Go back," Mingyue said calmly.
"Yes"
Yang Hong didn't dare to say more, got up and stepped back, and before leaving, he glanced at Ning Chen coldly, his chills pierced to the bone.
The ten round sword guards also retreated, and no one dared to touch the bottom line of the emperor.
A strange color flashed in Ning Chen's eyes, the little girl back then had really grown up, far beyond his imagination.
In the study, the three of them were seated, and Amethyst stood behind Mingyue, as quiet as ever.
Ning Chen and Jian Bodhi sat opposite each other, Liu Ruoxi stepped forward to serve tea, and immediately backed out.
Mingyue was thrown aside, and no one was taking care of it for the time being, but she was more familiar with this Hou Mansion than anyone else, and she didn't need anyone to take care of it.
"Senior Jianpu, please," Ning Chen poured the tea, pushed the tea over, and changed the name very naturally, said.
Mingyue poured herself a cup of tea, and just took a sip when she heard this senior, almost spit it out, wanted to laugh, but didn't dare to laugh.
The face of the bad guy is really invincible. After knowing each other for a while, he has already changed his name.
"Donor, the poor monk can come by himself." Jianbodi did not mind the change of name, and answered.
"Hey, whoever comes is a guest, how can you let senior do it yourself?" Ning Chen chuckled softly.
"Heh" A smile flashed in Jian Bodhi's eyes, how could he not see the young man's intention to win over him, but the good intentions of human beings are not intolerable.
"If the donor has anything to ask, just ask," Jian Bodhi said.
"Senior can just address junior Ning Chen directly, but the word "donor" is too outrageous," Ning Chen said with a smile.
"Ning Chen, heh, what a good name" Jian Bodhi nodded, with a smile on his peaceful face.
"Senior is too famous." Ning Chen smiled, and saw that the person in front of him was not as hypocritical as those fake Buddhas in Du'e Temple, and he had respect in his heart. The face of Bodhi in front of him is still young, but the wind and frost in his eyes shows his true age. Bodhi has hair and is tied behind his back. His clothes are simple, not Buddhist clothes, but the most ordinary clothes. From the outside, what do you think
Nor is he a Buddhist.
If you have to say it, he is more like a scholar with a peaceful temperament, with the bearing of the world in his heart, which is admirable.
Such a person, the word Bodhi, can really afford it.
"Why, doesn't the poor monk look like a monk?" Jian Boti asked, seeing what the former was thinking.
"It really doesn't look like it." Ning Chen nodded, it didn't look like it, but it was more like a Buddha than those Buddhas.
"Bodhi is not like a Buddha, and his destiny is not like a prince. The original intention remains unchanged. What is the impact of whether it is like or not?" Jian Bodhi said with a light smile.
"Thank you for your teachings"
Ning Chen thanked him earnestly, there was something in Bodhi's words, and his thoughts were clearly seen by the people in front of him.
"Senior is from the homeland of Western Buddhism," Ning Chen asked.
"En" Jian Bodhi nodded and said.
"Where's the military mansion?" Ning Chen asked again.
"Yes," Jian Bodhi replied.
"What kind of place is the homeland of West Buddha?"
Ning Chen asked solemnly, if senior and Aman went to find the Wuzhijuan, whether they would encounter any danger, he was really worried.
"Mainly cultivating Buddhism, a hundred schools of thought contend," Jian Bodhi briefly summarized.
"How many strong men like Ronglou are there in the homeland of Western Buddha?" Ning Chen asked what he was most concerned about. "The Ronglou is the king of the Rong clan. In the homeland of the West Buddha, although he is not the strongest, he is also a rare master. The poor monk has not returned for nearly a hundred years because of the calamity of the Rong. It is not too much to know how many such strong men there are in the homeland.
Clearly," Jianbodhi explained.
Ning Chen's brows were slightly wrinkled. In the words of Jian Bo's predecessors, he could somehow hear the situation in the homeland of Western Buddha. To put it simply, although there were not many three disaster powerhouses at the level of the Ronglou, there was no shortage of them.
This is really not good news. The existence of Wuzhiju will definitely cause many strong people to compete, and the safety of seniors and Aman is worrying.
"Forgive the poor monk to bluntly say that little friend Ning Chen has been entangled in killing karma. This time, he has blocked the calamity for others. When the three disasters come in the next day, it will be a catastrophe that is difficult to survive," Jian Boti reminded seriously. It is not that simple to block the calamity for others. The calamity will be improved according to the cultivation of the intervening person. The young man in front of him can directly break through the calamity far exceeding the same level or even approaching the third calamity with the realm of the fourth congenital calamity. , it's really not something that ordinary people can do
However, the cycle of cause and effect, today's cause will eventually bear fruit in the future. "Jianbo's reminder from the seniors, the juniors will keep them in mind. However, in the past, the juniors were still weak, and a senior also helped to stop the punishment from the gods. Today, the juniors are just doing what they should do." Ning Chen calmly said
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"Inheritance?" Jian Bodhi glanced at the little girl in front of Amethyst and nodded clearly.
"When the poor monk came, he fought a demon in black clothes and white hair in the west. He looked at him as a prince of Daxia. I wonder if little friend Ning Chen knows his origin?" JianBoti continued.
With a bang, the teacup was overturned. The always calm Ning Chen made a rare gaffe. He touched the teacup with the wrong hand, and the tea spilled onto the table.
Outside the room, Liu Ruoxi heard the movement and hurried in, put away the overturned cup, and wiped the table.
"Senior, forgive me, this junior has lost his temper." Ning Chen calmed down and apologized.
A look of worry flashed in Liu Ruoxi's eyes, but she didn't ask anything and retreated quietly.
"The person the senior met was once the emperor of the Great Xia"
Ning Chen explained, and didn't say anything more, he could help Amethyst to survive the calamity, but he couldn't help Ziyi to survive the calamity. If he couldn't climb the mountain of Eternal Night, Ziyi might never be able to come back.
"Mingyue, come here." Ning Chen beckoned, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.
The "bad guy" Mingyue came over and stood in front of her beautifully.
Ning Chen glanced at Bodhi who was in front of him, and said seriously, "Senior, this junior has heard earlier that in Buddhism, the King Ming has various appearances, and there is no distinction between males and females. "
Although he can also teach Mingyue Ruyi Dharma, and Amethyst conceals it with innate qi, he should be able to hide it from the world, but now that there may be a better way, he naturally wants to give it a try. Jian Bodhi looked at the little girl in front of him, nodded lightly, and said, "If this can reduce the world's disputes, Jian Bodhi is responsible."