Puff--
In the temple courtyard, the oil lamps were dimmed. In the empty Buddhist hall, a vast Buddhist light overflowed from the window frames and door panels. The branches that extended to the courtyard walls and roofs all stopped in an instant.
Lu Liangsheng made finger gestures, fiddling with the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, the Eight Trigrams and the Four Symbols around his body, then turned his head to the four scholars and the old donkey behind him and shouted softly.
"Leave now!"
—The heaven and earth are boundless, Qiankun borrows the law!
The spell changed, and he shook his wide sleeves violently, turning it into a palm that pushed towards the side door of the courtyard. The imperial edict flashed in his palm, and the door and a section of the rammed earth wall on the other side exploded, and wood chips and soil flew everywhere. Lu Liangsheng stretched out his other hand, and with a gust of wind, he swept the four scholars and the old donkey to the road outside in an instant.
Tap tap tap!
The magic power carried the four people and they took a step forward and walked four or five feet away. When they came out to the muddy road, within two breaths, golden Buddha light suddenly appeared in front of the five people and the dilapidated little temple.
After walking for a while, I turned back.
Sumeru is a world. A thousand small thousand worlds make up a middle thousand world. A thousand middle thousand worlds make up a great thousand world. Lu Liangsheng had a close relationship with Fajing and was also familiar with some Buddhist scriptures. When he heard what his master said about the Sumeru world, he knew something was wrong.
If one wants to return to the Great Thousand Worlds, one must pass through almost countless Small Thousand Worlds and even Middle Thousand Worlds.
"It's back again!" "Master, it doesn't work!"
The four scholars were panicking and making noises. Lu Liangsheng opened his Dharma Eyes and saw that his own horoscope, which carried the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, was rotating extremely slowly. He then looked at the temple over there and saw that the Buddha's light had overflowed from the roof of the temple.
'This old monk can't win the argument, so he uses force? He has been a Buddha for so long, but he doesn't have moral integrity!'
Lu Liangsheng squeezed out this sound from between his clenched teeth, and spread out his palms. Dozens of unused copper coins rolled out from his sleeves, and he threw them on the ground, and they stood up one after another.
"Jia and Yi are wood in the east, Bing and Ding are fire in the south... Wu and Ji are earth in the center... Geng and Xin are gold in the west. The five elements are true and show—"
The copper coins on the ground glowed, as if they had identified the direction, and flew around and disappeared into the darkness. Lu Liangsheng felt the shaking of Mount Sumeru, and the moment his own destiny plate was turning as usual, the Buddhist music from the temple came again.
"Lu Liangsheng—"
The vast Buddha's light illuminated the sky, piercing through the night clouds and faintly revealing a huge outline. In the sight of everyone, the figure slowly straightened up his body, raised his head full of fleshy bun, held the lotus in his hand, and shone with the sound of Dharma. Behind him, the peaceful Buddha's light shone, making people feel indescribably peaceful.
"Wang Feng, you guys go now. After thirty steps, turn right. After nine steps, turn left and then go straight for nineteen. If you come back here, go back immediately and walk the same number of steps again."
Lu Liangsheng stared at the face of the Dharmadhatu shrouded in Buddha's light and gave a warning in a low voice. The bookshelf behind the old donkey opened, and the Toad Taoist just opened his mouth to say, "Master is here to help..." when he was interrupted.
"Master, you leave too. Buddha's light is not good for demon bodies!" Lu Liangsheng raised his hand and pushed the small door that was just opening, slamming it shut. The Toad Taoist inside hit his mouth and nose and sat back down in pain. The scholar saw that the four were still hesitating, and suddenly shouted, "Go!"
He raised his hand and a protective light enveloped them, and a gust of wind blew up, carrying the four of them, along with the old donkey and the mermaid on top, to the front.
Lu Liangsheng grabbed the Yuelong Sword and hung it at his side. Almost at the same time, the folded Qilin Cloak on the other side of the bookshelf flew out and was draped over his body. The sword tip trembled with a humming sound. He glanced at the departing figure, took a deep breath, strode towards the direction of the temple, and raised his hand to bow while holding the sword.
"I am the Imperial Master of the Great Sui Dynasty, and I only consider the people of the world. I am sorry for the difference in our beliefs!"
The engraved patterns on the Yuelong sword in the hand of 'Sorry' moved, and the moment the Dharma light lit up, the huge golden Dharma image above, the lotus Dharma seal turned into a giant palm and pressed down. A strong wind blew up, and Lu Liangsheng's body suddenly paused. A huge pressure fell on his head. His knees bent involuntarily and he almost knelt down.
My whole body was shaking.
"go!"
Lu Liangsheng gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sound. The moon was buzzing with the sound of cicadas. He suddenly raised the tip of his sword and pointed it at the night sky, leaving a streak of light. The scholar stepped on the ground, and the Qilin cloak dispelled the Buddhist Dharma that was suppressing his body. His figure immediately followed the moon and went up into the sky. The moment he grasped the hilt of the sword, the giant palm above also pressed down.
bite-
The tip of the sword pressed against the lines of the Buddha's palm, and the momentum stagnated. Pu Du Ci Hang cried out, "Ah... It's going to break, it's going to break." The sword body creaked under the pressure of the Buddha's palm and gradually bent.
Lu Liangsheng, holding the hilt of the sword, fell back little by little, his clenched teeth oozing with blood. Suddenly, he opened his teeth, turned his wrist, and pulled a series of sparks along the lines of his palm while holding the Yuelong Sword. His body turned into an afterimage and leaped along the edge of the Buddha's palm, jumping onto the back of the hand and extending upwards.
Tap tap tap~~~
With his robe flying in the wind, Lu Liangsheng ran wildly on the Buddha's arm, holding the Moon-gloomy Sword in his hand, which shone like a streak of silk. With a kick of his madly running foot, he rushed diagonally into the sky, and the sword's humming sound gradually grew louder and louder, turning into a long hum like a blue dragon.
The divine beauty of the heavenly bell is exhausted, and the energy draws the magic sword to kill the dragon!
In the wind, the cloak fluttered, the hair was freed from the bun and scattered, Lu Liangsheng flicked his fingers and transformed the sword into a dragon-like sword. The night sky behind him showed the outlines of magic swords, one, two, four, eight... a hundred... a thousand, densely packed sword shadows rose into the sky.
The magic sword falls to the mortal world!
The green robe and cloak stopped fluttering in an instant, and the moon, which was emitting a light blue Dharma light, rolled up a strong wind, forming a roar of wind and thunder, and whistled down angrily.
At the same time, the sword shadows in the sky were like countless meteors, dragging light across the night sky and flying towards the huge Dharma image in front.
Boom boom boom…
The sky was filled with magic swords pouring out like a rainstorm, and countless sparks and magic lights exploded when they came into contact with the Dharma images. The sword energy spread violently, and the woods and fields around the temple broke into pieces and fell down in an instant, leaving only half of the tree trunks on the ground.
Countless magic swords hit the Dharma image, and the sword light and Dharma light flashed like a storm. With a "hissing" sound, the Dharma image monk's robe finally cracked with a tiny crack.
"Amitabha!"
The huge figure sitting cross-legged on the lotus chariot raised the Dharma seal, and at the moment when Lu Liangsheng stabbed with the sword, the finger swung horizontally and hit the scholar.
boom-
The Buddha's palm swung across, and at the same time that Lu Liangsheng flew out like a cannonball, a black shadow swooped out from under his robe, and the zither insect took a bite of the swung Buddha's palm and then disappeared.
Boom!
Lu Liangsheng crashed into the roof of the temple, shattering the rock carvings on it, and he continued to roll down into the courtyard with the remaining force.
"Lu Liangsheng, all phenomena are the result of the combination of causes and conditions. They arise when the causes arise and disappear when the causes end. It is nothing more than this. Let me save all sentient beings."
The Buddhist sound rolled, shaking the heaven and earth. The falling Buddha's palm opened five fingers and covered the temple courtyard below.
“Tathagata!”
The Buddhist music was still echoing when a high-pitched, angry voice resounded. In the messy courtyard, a golden light flashed from the sleeve of the scholar lying on the ground and floated into the sky, transforming into a thin figure wearing auspicious cloud shoes and golden armor. He held a copper stick in his hand, which brought up a surging fighting spirit.
Just as he roared out the last two words "-Old man!", Sun Wukong exploded in the night sky, waving his golden cudgel, rolling up a series of stick shadows, and then smashing down angrily!
Bang!
boom!
The stick hit the Buddha's palm, and the air was forced to open. With two different loud noises, the Buddha's palm was deflected and fell to an open space outside the yard, leaving a huge handprint.