Among the five major monasteries of the Great Mercy Temple, one major event, three enlightenments and six powers, and eight phases and ten powers, one of them is ranked in the top position. No one expected that the most important position in this great sect of cultivation was actually held by a child. WwW,QUAbEn-XIAoShUo,coM
There was a hint of surprise on Leyangwen's face: "Isn't the seat of the Zen Temple, the great monk Xijue?"
The young monk stuttered in reply: "That...senior brother...has other important matters. He asked me to...sit a few months ago."
Short winter melon Leyang Wen nodded thoughtfully, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the little holy monk. A gift will be delivered to the painting city in three days. I wish the little holy monk a great honor in the Zen monastery."
Monk Shuijing followed him, urging a little anxiously: "Why bother talking to them? Let's go up quickly!"
Most of the casual cultivators had this idea in mind and nodded in agreement. All the seats in the five major monasteries of the Great Mercy Temple were gathered. Needless to say, they must have come for the treasure. If they came up a step too late, the treasure might have been put into someone's pocket.
The first person to speak just now, Xixiang from Sanming Chanyuan, had an old and sad voice, full of compassionate compassion. He spoke slowly again: "The Leyang family in Huacheng is famous for its reputation, its whereabouts are elusive, and it is a lofty man. I have admired it for a long time, but there is only one person." If I don’t understand something, please give me some advice.”
A tattooed muscular man behind Leyang suddenly said: "Monk, stop talking nonsense, my young master came to Mount Emei, and you all hid, only the sound was heard but no one was seen. This is the hospitality of the Great Mercy Temple!" The muscular man's voice was sonorous and powerful, like a clash of sharp knives, piercing the sky and making Wen Leyang's ears buzz.
Le Yangwen smiled and waved his hand to stop his men: "My family is rude and I made the monk laugh. If the monk has anything to say, just ask him."
"Emei Great Mercy Temple and Huacheng Leyang have nothing to do with each other, let alone any hatred. The old monk doesn't understand why the young master led such a group of casual cultivators into the mountain in such a menacing manner."
Leyang Wen still had a smile on his face, but he had changed back to his fluent Jingkou voice, and his tone was full of social flavor: "Shen Monk, what you said is so serious that I dare not agree to it. But having said that, if you have great mercy, When the masters and masters from the temple come to our three-acre land, no matter how poor Leyang's family is, they still have to entertain you all..." Halfway through the words, Xiao Donggua suddenly closed his mouth and stopped there. He didn't say any more and simply continued. Monk Xixiang continued his words. Just blaming the other party for what he did was not the way to treat guests.
After a while. A deep sigh from the monk Xixiang was heard in the sky.
Following the little stutter, he began to persuade him earnestly: "Leyang... Mr. Gong, hurry... down the mountain... We all have important things... Don't, don't be rude... "
Xizhi's voice was rough and loud from the base of Shili Chanyuan. He also has the worst temper. Suddenly the little boy's stammering words were interrupted: "Le Yangwen. You led a group of monsters and ghosts into the main area of the Great Mercy Temple. I really thought that the monk only knew how to recite sutras. He didn't know how to protect the Tao!"
The muscular man laughed loudly: "What a joke! Since when did Yanyan Peak become a forbidden area for you? The monks from Emei are really domineering. Just say forbidden area wherever you like. If you really have the ability, everyone in the world would have shaved their heads and become monks. ”
Xizhi laughed in anger. Rolling laughter rippled through the clouds. The short winter melon didn't answer. He winked at the casual cultivators. Reach out and point upward. He yelled: "Everyone, go up the mountain. Run!"
The casual cultivators agreed. Everyone is refreshed and focused. Throwing off his big feet, he ran quickly. coax. The already scattered formation suddenly fell into pieces. Looking from a distance, it looks like a group of toads jumping around on the big rocks with agile hands and feet.
Wen Leyang also quickly picked up Xiao Yi and climbed hard towards the Zhanyanfeng Ancient Cave.
Xixiang's laughter stopped suddenly, and he roared like a thunderbolt: "Buddha has no form, and all living beings have no form! The heavenly eye has no hindrance to intelligence!"
The vast Buddha's verses suddenly resounded throughout the sky, and the dense and warm golden light intensified thousands of times in an instant, and the mountains beneath everyone's feet began to shake violently.
The golden light has turned into substance. Although it does not block the body, it completely obscures the vision. The casual cultivators who had just ran a few steps exclaimed that they all became blind.
Wen Leyang cried out in pain. There was a golden patch everywhere in front of him and he couldn't see anything clearly. But after a moment, everything around him became clear again. The pores all over his body were opening and closing rapidly. He clearly conveys the things happening around him to his heart, as if he is slowly being pulled out of his own environment. Nature is nature, he is him.
Wen Leyang now feels that he is outside the incident and is looking at the surroundings from a third-party perspective, just like an audience watching a circular stereoscopic movie:
Monk Shuijing opened his eyes wide and ran around in the golden light. He was about to hit a rock that was as tall as two people.
Old Taoist Jifei has already sold one foot off the cliff... Okay, the old thing has fallen down.
Mu Mu stared with a pair of dark eyes, stretched out her hands, and was groping to climb. Her pretty face was full of anxiety, but the zombie baby Dan followed her master step by step.
Niu Lishi simply sat down on the ground and blinked angrily. From time to time, some casual cultivators who were running around would make an ouch and trip over him.
Three muscular men formed a Z-shaped formation, with rows of silver shuttle-like lights surrounding them.
And the short winter melon Ba Bo'er Ben, who was being escorted by his subordinates, lowered his head and drew something on a large piece of rice paper...
Wen Leyang uses poison to enter the Tao and refines poison into his body. His exercises are very different from those of all practitioners in the past and present. His exercises will forcefully separate him from nature. Other practitioners experience the world with their hearts and are most afraid of external forces disturbing their minds. , and he uses every part of his body to peer into the world. As long as his body is there, all changes around him will be transmitted to him.
Little Pepper was so anxious that the golden light was like a piece of yellow cloth, thickly covering her eyes. After a while, she couldn't feel whether the surrounding gold was too bright or she was blind. Even when she raised her hand in front of her eyes, she couldn't see anything Unable to see it, his left hand suddenly felt warm, and a thick and powerful hand had already grasped him.
Mu Mu shouted, flipped his other hand, lit up the soul-fixing needle, and instinctively pierced the person next to him. Immediately, an irresistible force firmly grasped his wrist, and a familiar voice came from his ears: "It's me, Wen Leyang... Xiao Yi, raise the loudspeaker higher, don't point it at my face."
The two girls breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and asked curiously at the same time: "Can you see?"
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and both girls were startled. Wen Leyang comforted him with a low smile: "Don't be afraid, Monk Shuijing hit the rock."
The wild laughter of the Xizhi Divine Monk came from the horizon again: "Disciple of the Ten Strengths, subdue demons and protect the way!"
The sound shook the world, and large groups of monks rushed out from all directions like angry leopards. They held dharma seals in their hands and beat a group of casual cultivators who were worse than blind men. They chanted Amitabha once and twice.
However, the monks seemed to be merciless. They used powerful seals one after another, but they did not attack the enemy's vital points, only hitting the feet.
This group of casual cultivators was in great misfortune. In a rage, Monk Xizhi used his magical power to unimpede the power of the Heavenly Eyes. He quoted the twenty-eight Tianguangmu Heavenly King Scriptures and sealed the sight and ability of the casual cultivators with golden light. With spiritual awareness, hundreds of people have all become blind. This is the difference in strength between practitioners. It doesn’t matter how many people you have with one magical power, they will all be covered by you at once. As long as you are not good at it, you can’t even think about breaking away. shackles.
The screams of cultivators were heard all around. The monks who came were all the disciples and grandsons of the Xizhi monk in the Shili Temple. With the unobstructed magical power of the Heavenly Eye, the vision and spiritual sense were not affected.
Beating the blind, scolding the deaf, and chasing the lame with sticks are the three most evil deeds in the world. The monks at the Great Compassion Temple, the holy land of Buddhism, are working happily.
Wen Leyang carried Xiao Yi on his back, pulled Mu Mu, and carefully hid behind a huge rock.
Young Master Leyang of Short Winter Melon finally finished the painting. He stretched out his hand and threw the scroll in his hand into the sky, laughing loudly: "Shili Chanyuan is nothing more than that!" (Quanben Novel Website www.QUAbEn-XIAoShUo.com)