The air flow in the ancient temple ruins is chaotic, and there are unknown Buddhist sounds reverberating between heaven and earth, like immortal notes circulating in eternal time.
After a war, Suyue Nunnery became even more tattered, as if it would collapse at any time. Master Zhizang stood in the ruins, wearing a black hat on his head, and his body was full of Buddha energy, giving people a feeling of infinite mystery.
But no one would underestimate him. Just now, the monk had saved two war corpses while talking and laughing.
"Master, do you know who you are defending?" Someone spoke in the darkness, and the voice was clear and sweet, obviously the voice of a woman.
Master Zhizang said indifferently: "No matter who it is, it is a human after all."
In the far distance of the ancient temple ruins, there was a cold snort: "Then let's see if you have that ability!"
This is an evil tyrant who did not show up, but revealed a majestic aura, like a big mountain standing in the dark.
After seeing the power of the monk Zhizang, he dared to make a move. Naturally, he was a person with great supernatural powers.
"Boom!"
The palm print is very huge, containing the earth power of the five elements, like a blue sky falling.
Master Zhizang just clasped his hands together, recited the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and spit out the golden Buddhist scriptures one after another into a single Buddhist scripture, and even blocked this palm print.
"Moo!"
Master Zhizang's eyes suddenly opened, and two golden rays of brilliance burst out. The black hat could not block the two golden rays, and the golden rays flew out, like a sword that slashed the sky, and came from the darkness. With a miserable cry, the evil tyrant was beheaded.
"Amitabha!" Master Zhizang recited the Buddha's name, and then recited the sutra of transcendence.
The tenth hall master of Senluo Temple and King Ziming made their move at the same time. Both of them are high-ranking giants of the ninth level of destiny. .
All the monks under the giant were oppressed to the point that their bodies weakened, and they knelt down on the ground. The monks above the giant were also under great pressure, dripping with cold sweat and trembling constantly.
In the face of the attacks of the two high-ranking giants with the ninth destiny, Master Zhizang still seemed to be indifferent. The golden Buddha statue is formed like a god financial cast.
"Buzz!"
Golden slammed two palms one after another, and the sound was like a Buddha bell being struck, buzzing above the sky.
The master of the tenth hall of Senluo Temple and King Ziming were beaten to the ground, their bodies seemed to be on fire, and their hearts were full of horror. This monk's cultivation was too terrible. hurt.
"boom!"
Two Buddhist texts more than 30 meters long fell from the sky, carrying the power of destroying the sky and destroying the earth, and covered them down.
The hall master of the tenth hall of Senluo Hall and King Ziming fled one after another, not daring to pick them up. If they were suppressed by the power of the two Buddhist texts, even if they didn't die, they would suffer irreparably serious injuries.
"Banglong!"
The two huge Buddha characters still rubbed the two overlords, causing them both to suffer heavy losses, leaving a large area of blood on the ground. At the same time, the two also escaped from the ancient temple ruins, without stopping for a minute, soon. escaped this land.
Even the master of the tenth hall of Senluo Hall and King Ziming were beaten and fled, and the other monks naturally fled, so how could they dare to stay for half a minute, but after they went out, they would definitely make a big splash again, thieves picking flowers. There is an extremely powerful monk by his side, a lewd monk who can defeat the ninth cultivator of the destiny.
The result of the battle that took place in the ancient temple ruins today exceeded everyone's expectations. The seven masters joined forces to deal with a gust of wind, but nearly half of them were killed or injured. Now another monk with a terrifying cultivation has been killed. After going out of the ruins, the name of a gust of wind will surely shake the entire Shenjin Dynasty.
"Amazing! Awe-inspiring! I am afraid that Master Zhizang's cultivation is already infinitely close to the realm of nirvana, and he is only one step away." Feng Feiyun changed back to the appearance of "a gust of wind", young and handsome, with a bit of flirtatiousness, while Clap palms.
However, Ye Siwei stood beside him, took out Yue Lie's sword, and guarded by her side. She was so beautiful and beautiful, like a mysterious girl in the Nine Heavens, secretly vigilant against Master Zhizang.
Master Zhizang was very smart, and his voice was a little old, and said, "This poor monk is just a little Doyle. In comparison, a benefactor who is seriously injured can subdue a arrogant woman, which is amazing."
Feng Feiyun glanced at Ye Siwei's displeased face, and smiled a little, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, Master is afraid that there is not much Shouyuan, and this time I came to the ancient temple ruins to find the kingdom of heaven. , I guess you also want to break through the Nirvana realm and get more life essence, right?"
Theoretically speaking, it is impossible to live for a thousand years without reaching the state of Nirvana, but there are many precious medicines for prolonging life in this world. Obviously, Master Zhizang has taken this medicine and lived for more than a thousand years. , but now his life essence is about to be exhausted, even if he takes the precious medicine again, it will have no effect.
Whether it is cultivating immortals or cultivating Buddhas, in fact, they are all competing with the heavens for their lives.
Master Zhizang remained silent. After a long time, he nodded his head. His voice contained no emotion, and said, "There are still two years of life."
"puff!"
The folding fan in Feng Feiyun's hand opened, shook it, and said with a smile: "The master's cultivation is indeed closer to Nirvana than anyone else, but this seems to be a step on the door, but it is thousands of miles away, if there is an opportunity If not, I am afraid that I will never be able to cross that step for the rest of my life.”
Master Zhizang said: "It's more than 10,000 miles. Only those who have really reached this stage know how far the difference is. It is simply the gap between heaven and earth. There are so many talented heroes from ancient times to the present who have spent a mere hundred years to reach the ninth level of destiny, but they have never been able to enter the Nirvana realm in their entire lives. Hey!
"Why not give it a try?" Feng Feiyun said.
Master Zhizang narrowed his eyelids slightly and said, "What do you mean?"
Feng Feiyun waved his folding fan, walked out of Suyue Nunnery, and walked in the direction of Fahong Hall. His voice was full of smiles, "Crossing to Fa Hong Hall, I am also very interested in the kingdom of heaven that Master is looking for."
Ye Siwei, Liu Ruixin, Bai Ruxue, Mu Xirou, the four arrogant daughters of heaven, like a beautiful fairy and maid, followed him, and came to the outside of the Fahong Hall together, and then walked straight in. .
Master Zhizang hesitated for a long time there, but finally followed up, even these young people were not afraid, what was he afraid of? Anyway, there is not much life left, so why not try it again
"Don't rush into the Hall of Fa Hong, if you take one wrong step, you may die." Master Zhizang chased after him.
Feng Feiyun seemed to have guessed that he would follow, walking slowly in the Fahong Hall, his face became extremely solemn, and said, "Since the master is here, I am more confident."
Master Zhizang has already taken off the black hat on his head, revealing a big bald head, with eighteen cloud Buddha beads hanging around his neck, bursting out with circles of pure Buddha light, with a bit of doubt in his eyes, and said, "You cultivate The "Golden Silkworm Sutra"?"
"Ok!"
"Your real identity is that God King of the Shenjin Dynasty?" Master Zhizang said again.
"For the time being!"
"The "Golden Silkworm Sutra" is on your body?" Master Zhizang suddenly stopped, his eyes were a bit burning, no matter who heard the three words of the Golden Silkworm Sutra, he could not calm down.
Feng Feiyun also stopped and nodded with a smile.
The conversations between Feng Feiyun and Master Zhizang were all based on divine consciousness. The four arrogant girls didn't hear what they were saying, they just thought that the two people walking in front were in a strange state.
Feng Feiyun immediately said again: "It is the "Golden Silkworm Sutra" that guided me here, so it means that the luck of the "Golden Silkworm Sutra" is guarding me, otherwise, how could I have the courage to break into the Fa-Hong Hall? "
After Master Zhizang heard Feng Feiyun's words, he gradually calmed down, and there was some hope in his heart. Since it is the guide of the "Golden Silkworm Sutra", then the legendary kingdom of heaven might really be in the Fahong Hall. , Once you find the kingdom of heaven, your hope of breaking through the realm of Nirvana will be even greater.
Although Master Zhizang is a Buddhist practitioner, he is also an old and sly person. He is not a pure and honest Buddhist practitioner. Immediately, he smiled, put his hands together, bowed to Feng Feiyun, and said, "Dharma There are some evil things left from the ancient times in the Hongdian, everyone be careful, try to follow behind the poor monk, as long as you don't disturb the most terrifying evil Buddha soul, there will be no other dangers."
The Fahong Hall is not just a Buddhist temple, it is a vast and broken world. It is dark and hollow inside, and I don’t know how deep it is. It seems to have entered a special and independent space. There are several clusters of Buddha lights suspended in the air, like The rootless ghost fire illuminates the surrounding environment as if it were real, broken golden pillars, gray-blue Buddhist altars, broken futons, broken wooden fish... There are many things suspended in the air, wrapped in A faint light, I don't know how many years it has existed.
Suddenly, a scream came from behind, it was from Liu Ruixin, she stepped on a skeleton just now, smashed the bones with one foot, and her feet fell into the hole in the body, terrifying her.
I don't know how many years this skeleton has been lying here. The skull was lifted up by someone, and there was a hole the size of a fist on the top of the head.
The group stopped, and the monk Zhizang said in a low voice: "This is the corpse left by a giant who entered the Fahong Hall thousands of years ago, and it should have been killed by the evil Buddha soul here."
"The soul of the evil Buddha should also belong to one of the three evils in the underworld, right?" Feng Feiyun asked.
The monk Zhizang nodded and said, "It belongs to a kind of ghost, but it is more powerful than ordinary ghosts."
Feng Feiyun narrowed his eyes, took out a ghost bottle from the world spirit stone, and said, "There is a confidante who gave me a bottle, but I don't know if it will have any effect on the evil Buddha's soul!"