In the Shaolin Temple, the Main Hall, many Shaolin chiefs and elders wearing yellow monk robes and red cassocks stand. & 28909;
Kongwen, with eyebrows as white as snow and a long face, held a nine-ringed tin staff, looked up to the west, and exclaimed: Amitabha, Tan Khan and another Buddha's light appear in the world. The inheritance of the Buddha cannot fall into the hands of the heretics, and I can only walk in the world of mortals again.
His face was covered with light gold, his aura was restrained, and he looked ordinary. He looked around and said: Wusi, please invite Junior Brother Kong Hui to enter the relic pagoda on the back mountain and guard the Ananda Sword.
He was said to be a guard, but in reality, Kong Hui, who was guarding the Sutra Pavilion, was in charge of the magic weapon to suppress the sect.
Wu Si is the head of the Bodhi Courtyard, shaped like a dead tree, with all his beard and hair falling off: Master, the overall outline of the Divine Palm is of great importance and cannot be taken lightly. Please also bring your divine weapons to avoid being taken advantage of by the Great Asura and others.
Kong Wen smiled and shook his head: If I gain my fate, I will lose my life. There is no need to put Shanmen in danger for this. Wang's thoughts are unpredictable, so be careful.
During the conversation, he seemed to be quite confident about the upcoming battle of Dharmakaya. He was worthy of being ranked third on the Heavenly Ranking. He had once sealed or killed an expert of Dharmakaya.
Amitabha, disciples must obey the instructions of the Master. Wusi Jiankongwen had already made up his mind and did not persuade him again.
Kong Wen whispered the Buddha's name: "It's useless to have too many people in this matter. Junior Brother Kong Jian and Junior Nephew Wu Jing, please follow me for a while."
Although he only named two people, they had more than 20% of the combat power of Shaolin's top brass.
Not to mention Kong Wen, the dharma body, Shaolin ranks among the top three in terms of number of masters among the top forces in the world. Outsiders estimate that there are at least seven
Among them, there are six that are well-known to the world, including Konghui in the Sutra Pavilion. The first person in Bodhi Temple is Kong Jian, the first person in Bodhi Temple is Wu Si, the first person in Discipline Temple is Wu Jing, the first person in Bodhi Temple is Wu Jing, the first person in Bodhi Temple is Kong Jian, and the first person in Bodhi Temple is Xuan Bei. In addition, it is suspected that there is an eminent monk of Kong Zi generation who has been practicing meditation in front of the wall for a long time. .
And Kongjian is the pinnacle of the exterior scenery, and Wujing also has the eighth heaven. Better than ordinary masters, Kong Wen is obviously more valuable in terms of soldiers and finesse.
Amitabha. Uncle Wujing is the head of the Discipline Hall. It is related to the purity of this temple, so he should stay in the temple, Master. Let the disciples accompany you. Xuanbei stood up.
He was told by Kong Wen personally, so he took the initiative to ask for it.
However, the logic is correct. As the first seat of the Discipline Academy, it should obviously remain in the temple unless there is no one to send it.
Kong Wen waved his hand: You have regrets about your entrance and your foundation is unstable. You need to do more retreat to look for a chance of nirvana and rebirth. Wu Si wants to help Junior Brother Kong Hui take charge of the affairs of the temple. The other chief elders are not as good as Wu Jing, haha, the precepts are in the heart and not in the person. It doesn’t matter if you have a first seat or not.
He made his decision, and Xuanbei could only accept it.
It will be some time before the Divine Palm is born, so let's move slowly over and observe its changes first, so as not to be controlled by humans. Kong Wen glanced at the first space of the Damo Academy and the first room of the Discipline Academy.
In a certain ancient tomb full of gloomy silence.
A man surrounded by a bloody fog of death stood respectfully in front of a huge coffin.
This coffin is two feet long and wide enough for a person. The popular color is deep black and looks extremely heavy. It is fully carved with patterns of the underworld and the underworld.
A green lamp is placed at one end of the coffin. The lamp body is old and mottled. The flames are like beans and the green is scary.
Sect Master, the target is out. The man surrounded by the bloody fog of death said respectfully.
An indifferent, majestic, deep and hoarse voice came from inside the coffin: Follow the plan.
There seemed to be the sound of gurgling water in the words.
There is a hint of weariness between the eyebrows of the Ten Sweethearts, which arouses curiosity and affection, and has a unique charm.
He looked at Jiang Zhiwei's hand holding the sword, and a sincere smile appeared in his exhaustion: The girl's hands are white and strong, and they are not delicate in their delicacy. Looking at the hands is like looking at people, and the same is true for girls. Why not share the joy with the poor monk? Zen, enjoy the ultimate happiness in the world, realize the supreme road
His voice is full of magnetism, and he speaks softly and eloquently, making people feel like they are soaking in a hot spring. They feel indescribable comfort and relaxation, and their thoughts are a little dazed.
Jiang Zhiwei felt the same way, but soon realized that he was still far behind Xuannv's mortal world.
Master Shixin saw Jiang Zhiwei standing in mid-air, as if captured by his own mind-shaking Zen sound. The smile on his face became brighter, and he flew over. He still said: Talents are divided into yin and yang, and people are divided into male and female.
After seeing the Ten Hearts Sweetheart, Xue Lengzhao felt as if she had been hit by a restraining spell. She was trembling all over, and all her strength seemed to have disappeared. She couldn't escape even if she wanted to. At this time, hearing the Demonic Voice of the Ten Hearts Sweetheart and seeing Jiang Zhiwei's daze, she endured it. She kept opening her mouth, trying to wake her up, but her ten sweethearts seemed to have realized it early and looked back at her.
His eyes were indifferent, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he seemed to be smiling. Xue Lengzhao suddenly lost the strength to speak. The person in front of him seemed to be his own master, the master of his own joy and pain, unable to resist, and not wanting to resist.
It was a huge shadow, and I couldn't get out no matter how I walked.
At this moment, a sword light lit up, and the sky was completely dark. It seemed that all the light had been absorbed. Except for this, there was nothing else in the world, no self and no other.
Even the common abnormal phenomena such as vertical and horizontal sword aura and sympathetic sword aura all around were not present.
There is only purity, there is only brilliance, there is only intention before the sword is drawn.
The Ten Hearts Sweetheart only felt a stinging pain in the center of her brows, her soul was frightened, and when she tried to raise her hand, it became too slow, and she watched helplessly as the sword light came towards her.
Oops, I fell into a trap
The sword comes out without me
He couldn't care about anything else, and the acupoints all over his body suddenly opened, and a glaze light appeared, mixed with a little pink, and a ferocious-looking golden Buddha statue appeared behind him.
This almost physical statue of Buddha sits cross-legged and holds a woman with open arms.
This woman is covered in flesh, her skin is as good as snow, her figure is bumpy and pulsating, and her blood is flowing. Her appearance is extremely beautiful, but it is always changing, and she is in an illusory state. She sits astride the Buddha's lap, facing each other in a state of sex.
Only by harvesting a sufficient quantity or quality of women can she be solidified, intertwined with the principles of the Dharma, and step onto the second level of the ladder.
As soon as this Buddha statue appeared, his eyes immediately opened, clear and clear, and his posture changed. Put your hands together behind the woman's back.
Desire is empty, sinking is empty, all natures are empty
The hands of the Ten Sweethearts were raised. Put your hands together in front of your face
Everything is in vain, the pure sword light disappears, the sword is held just right by the hands of the Ten Sweethearts
Suddenly, the sword light spurted out, and sword marks appeared on the golden Buddha statue's palms. The Ten Hearts Sweetheart flew out, avoiding subsequent attacks.
Facing Jiang Zhiwei's long-prepared sword, Wuwo. Although his level was overwhelming, he still suffered a loss.
is her
It's the Fairy of the Absolute Sword
Thinking of the bright and stunning appearance in the rumors. Thinking of the opponent's strength, the anger of the ten sweethearts turned into desire, burning with joy and energy.
Others had no harvest of their own, and all went to the place where the Buddha's light ascended. It will take a while before he can return. There is no strong person here who can stop him.
Su Wuming is indeed scary, but he has nothing to worry about. He has been hunted down by strong men from the Snow Mountain Sect and other forces all year round. He is not a dharma body and can transmit power across the air. What does he have to be afraid of
The worst case scenario is that after he succeeds, he hides in the vast sea or the secret land of the God Burial Desert. Su Wuming can still keep guard.
This is the difference between the people in the Nine Paths of Evil and the strong men of the aristocratic families, and they are even more lawless. More unscrupulous
But Sweetheart Ten Hearts was obviously affected by desire, otherwise the abbot of Huanxi Temple would not deliberately provoke someone like Su Wuming, who has a promising Dharma body.
Jiang Zhiwei didn't succeed with her sword without any hesitation. Attack again, the sword light is raised high, and it strikes across the sea. The surrounding swords are filled with energy, and the air flow separates. It seems impossible to resist.
The ferocious golden Buddha statue behind the Ten Hearts Master changed its posture again. A palm shot out, touching the right hand of the ten sweethearts.
This palm is unremarkable. There was no other strange phenomenon, only the true energy turned into the same big golden hand in front, but its five fingers changed like a swimming fish, with some indescribable weirdness, and the breath penetrated Jiang Zhiwei's sword posture and slapped her chest.
All-pervasive
The famous secret skill of Huanxi Temple
With one successful move, the desire in the hearts of the ten sweethearts became more intense. The palm movements were ethereal and endlessly changing, leaving Jiang Zhiwei unable to defend and die together.
Suddenly, Jiang Zhiwei's sword light turned back and waved downwards in front of him for no reason, as if it was blocking something.
The heavy palm movements disappeared, and there were no changes, revealing a big golden hand, which was slapped forward without any fancy, and was naturally blocked by the long sword.
When Jiang Zhiwei and Shi Xinren flew out at the same time.
How could it be possible to block my all-pervasive palm so easily? The ten sweethearts were surprised, and suddenly remembered a sword technique:
One of the nine killing moves in the Taishang Sword Sutra, it can cut off the future
When you see me in Zhandao, there is no me, no other, no front, no back, no now. All the nine major killing moves are derived from this.
As soon as this sword comes out, all changes will be eliminated and there will be no future.
It was originally used for offense, but Jiang Zhiwei used it for defense at this time, which was just right.
Not long after she was promoted to location, she actually mastered the second style of the Dharma Body Sword Move with Ten Sweethearts. Only then did she know how outstanding Jiang Zhiwei's talent in swordsmanship was, but the thought of such an outstanding woman surrendering to him made his desire even stronger.
Cut off all changes and eliminate the future. If it doesn’t matter, I will confront others head-on and use my realm to overwhelm others.
Behind the Ten Heart Masters, the golden Buddha chanted Zen in a low voice, and lotus flowers appeared out of thin air. He raised his right palm and shot it again. There was not much change, but the power made the void feel like it was shaking. reads;
Rejoice in the power of Buddha’s original vows
When Jiang Zhiwei used Duan Lai to block the palm again, her mouth and nose bled, and she had obviously suffered internal injuries.
After finalizing the details with Master Yunhe, Meng Qi calculated the time, walked to the door, pushed it, and found that the Senluo Wanxiang Door was motionless.
According to the agreed time, Jiang Zhiwei should take out the Wanxiang Gate from the mustard ring
Could there be something unexpected happening outside
Meng Qi's heart moved, and he glanced at Master Yunhe. The acupoints all over his body opened, golden crows mixed holes, stars and the sun and other virtual phenomena appeared inside, and then returned to the heavens. The heavens looked back to the past and condensed into chaos.
Naturally, he came to see Master Yunhe using his identity as Su Meng.
Dangdangdang
The sound of collisions between palms and swords resounded in the air, and Jiang Zhiwei flew upside down repeatedly. Blood flowed out from all her orifices. It was very difficult for the ten sweethearts to defend themselves against the power of the Dharma and the blessing of a little Dharma.
Seeing that there was no success, the Ten Heart Masters were worried about the return of the top master of Xijian Pavilion, so they secretly shook the void and sent a message to Xue Lengzhao: "Zhaoer, what are you still doing in a daze and you haven't come to help this poor monk?"
Xue Lengzhao thought suddenly, shook his head subconsciously, and pointed his sword at the ten sweethearts.
The Ten Hearts Master used the power of the Joyful Buddha's Original Vow to forcefully attack, and the spirit spread over and swept across her body.
Xue Lengzhao immediately felt numb all over and his mind was confused. When he saw the everlasting indifference and ruthlessness of his beloved, he could no longer resist. He recalled all the happiness and pain in the past. He turned around and was about to flank Jiang Zhiwei.
Seeing this situation, Jiang Zhiwei stopped trying to be brave and took out an object from the mustard seed ring and threw it towards her ten sweethearts.
Sure enough, there was a secret treasure. The ten sweethearts were on guard for a long time. The sound of the Buddha's Zen chanting became more and more violent, the light spots entangled, and the arms became extremely thick. They struck the object with the most powerful and powerful force.
Rectangular, engraved with many patterns, this, this is actually a door
Although the Ten Hearts Sweethearts are well-informed, they have never seen anyone using a door as a secret treasure.
Could it be defensive in nature
Bang The golden Buddha statue and the hand of the Ten Heart Goddess hit the door.
With a creak, the door opened, and the ten sweethearts felt that their palms were empty, and they all disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, he saw a sword light shining through, cutting through the darkness, cutting through the chaos, cutting through everything, and the world began from this.
What a terrible knife
He was about to rejoice the Buddha's Dharma, but found that he seemed to be entangled in shackles and could not move.
how so
how so
The light of the sword came over the body, from head to toe, and the layers of light could not be stopped. The eyes of the ten sweethearts were wide open, and they could not believe that there would be such a change.
Bang, the two corpses fell into the dust with their hot blood.
Xue Lengzhao froze on the spot, looking at the ten sweethearts who had turned into two pieces on the ground, as if falling into a dream.
The horrible evil that I couldn't get rid of and didn't dare to get rid of died like this.
Let yourself be shrouded in shadow all the time, and the terrible evil that often causes nightmares dies like this.
The death was not spectacular at all, it was difficult and tortuous.
She looked up and saw a long knife surrounded by cyan lightning. There were dots of blood on it, which quickly became black and scattered.
Looking further up, she saw a handsome and masculine young man. He was posing, rubbing his chin, looking suspiciously at the corpse below with his eyes still closed, and asked the woman opposite:
Who is this monk? I feel he is quite strong.