Sea Of ​​Bitterness Of The Heavens Billion Weight

Chapter 249 247【Three Giants of Samsara Temple】

Zhenwu Sect, Xuantian Sect, Xijiange, Huanhuajian Sect, Qingchen Sect, Dajiang Gang and other Dajin Sects were invited by Shaolin Temple to send their masters and young disciples to discuss Martial Dao.

In fact, this conference is an opportunity for the talented young disciples of each faction to compete in martial arts and broaden their knowledge.

However, due to the intervention of the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation, the disciples of various factions fell into the Six Paths of Reincarnation space.

But the fate of the time knife interfered with time and space, causing Qingjing to reveal his secret death and retain his true spirit, which slightly changed the future destiny and made the originally confusing and confusing final disaster even more weird.

What does the Time Knife, or the remaining will of the Heavenly Emperor want to do? !

Up to the Devil Buddha on the other shore, down to Dharmakaya Han Guang, his heart is full of infinite doubts.

Decades ago, a peerless genius emerged from Mietian Sect in the Nine Paths of Evil Demons. He condensed a demon body in less than fifty years, almost comparable to the Emperor of Evil Demons in the age of mythology. His surname is Han, his name is Guang, and he calls himself 'Magician', Megatron Rivers and Lakes.

Afterwards, Han Guang fought a decisive battle with Shaolin abbot Kongwen, and with the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation space, he teamed up with another dharma body to imprison Kongwen and pretend to be him.

No one doubted that Kongwen was impersonated, because Han Guang had just condensed into a demon body for less than a year at that time, and Kongwen was a seasoned master of magic, ranking third in the heaven list.

But now, being pierced by the Shoujing Daoist holding the time knife, Han Guang's heart sank to the bottom. If he was outside, he would not be afraid at all.

Shoujing is only a half-step Dharma body, even if he holds the Divine Armament Time Knife, he can only compete with him one or two times.

However, this is the Shaolin Temple, and there are countless eminent monks relics to suppress it. The suppression of the Divine Armament Ananda Sword cannot be underestimated. .

Moreover, Su Wuming is also a difficult opponent. If the other eminent monks hold the Ananda Knife, their strength will rise to a higher level. is real trouble.

Suddenly, the magician Han Guang realized that the big net he had woven in Shaolin Temple could not only catch others, but also restrain himself.

And the root of everything comes from the Time Knife.

"Heavenly Emperor... God's will is really unpredictable..."

Kong Wen, with white eyebrows like snow and a long face, held a nine-ringed tin stick, bowed his head, and uttered a Buddha's name to cover up the turbulent emotions in his heart and avoid being noticed.

For some unknown reason, Shou Jing Daoist didn't make much movement after taking a look at the fake space, just a normal discussion.

Involve the topic from the Six Paths to the two organizations of the Six Paths, mythology and fairy tales.

"Using the name of a fairy god, without revealing your real name? How can there be so many unknown masters in this world! Maybe it is an organization secretly formed by some ambitious people from various sects!"

"I suggest that all sects join forces to thoroughly investigate this matter!"

Shouzhuo Daoist snorted, as if he had guessed part of the truth.

The master of the myth, false rumors, the magician Han Guang said without changing his face: "The words are reasonable, if there is any harvest in the future, Shaolin is willing to share it with all the sects."

Looking at the lord of the mythology, the magician Han Guang, Shoujing Daoist held the Time Knife and said meaningfully: "Xuantian Sect is the same, if you find traces of the people in the mythology, you must cut him into pieces and avenge our disciples!"

"Good, good!"

Fake Kongwen clasped his hands together, showing compassion on his face.

In the end, several sects reached a joint thorough investigation of fairy tales and myths. The agreement between the two organizations has just come to an end, and Shoujing Daoist left with Qingjing's corpse.

After a turmoil, Meng Qi, a handyman monk, realized the class jump because he got acquainted with the disciples of Tianjiao from various families. He was promoted from the handyman's courtyard to the monk's college, and he was accompanied by his junior brother Zhenhui.

Xuan Ku, who was in charge of the promotion, took a deep look at Meng Qi, and said indifferently: "After entering the Wu Monk Academy, all tricks are useless. Only when you understand the principles of Zen, calm your mind, calm your mind, don't rush, and practice hard, can you achieve success." Zhengdao, in this regard, Zhenhui is better than you."

"Isn't it okay to make assumptions about things without hearing or seeing them? Uncle Xuanku, with obsession, it's like falling into the boundless Underworld." Meng Qi has never been the type to allow others to wrong him. If there are no other things to worry about, it is reasonable. It will be a fight.

At the end, Meng Qi put his palms together in a solemn way: "Namo Amitābha."

Xuan Ku was originally an upright person, but after being polluted by the magician Han Guang for many years, he went to the extreme. Qi, to realize the world he understands.

Deciding that Meng Qi was just a rhetoric, he went out of his way to please the guests of various Sects.

"If you don't have a mind of Zen and try to use your tongue, you will be expelled from Shaolin in the future." Xuan Ku scolded and left coldly.

Meng Qi chuckled, the sharpness of the tongue is also a skill!

At this time, Zhenhui held the broom tightly with both hands, and looked at Meng Qi suspiciously: "Brother, are we going to the Monk Academy?"

"Of course, you just realized it?" Meng Qi looked at Zhenhui in astonishment. He had been talking to Xuan Chi and Xuan Ku for a long time. Isn't this reaction speed too appalling?

Zhenhui showed an innocent and childish smile, "It's one step closer to 'Buddha Palm'."

Pfft, Meng Qi spit out his saliva, and had to admit that he couldn't keep up with a fool's thinking.

Touching Zhenhui's head, Meng Qi let out a long sigh: "Buddha Palm, how can he be so eager to learn."

Zhenhui was puzzled, looked into the distance, and said thoughtfully: "Isn't it hard to learn?"

"Heavenly Emperor Jade Book, how is it so easy to learn!"

Xuantian Sect, the top of Jade Emperor, under the majestic statue of Heavenly Emperor, it seems that all the heavens and myriad worlds are in sight.

Shoujing Daoist's face was simple and simple, and he said indifferently: "One catastrophe and one disaster are all tempering. If you don't go through ten thousand catastrophes, you won't become a god."

"Living in this world is a life of calamity."

In front of him was the body of the little Taoist priest Qingyuan, seemingly lifeless.

This is the calamity of life and death.

Shou Jie Daoist showed compassion, and sighed: "This robbery, Qingjing didn't go through."

"Senior brother, people have become immortals, it's too late to say anything." Shouzhuo Daoist gritted his teeth and said, "We can only avenge our disciples."

Shoujing Daoist said leisurely: "Qingyuan's catastrophe, he has to understand."

What? !

What's the meaning!

The two Daoist, Shou Zhuo and Shou Jie, were shocked. How can a dead person come back to life? What does it mean to be the master? !

I saw Shoujing Daoist stepping out, like a Heavenly Emperor stepping through time, his quiet and gentle temperament suddenly became towering and lofty, holding the long knife that seemed to be condensed over time. The ancient and clumsy long knife suddenly became shimmering and mysterious.

With this knife down, time and space will be cut off!

With this knife down, the years will turn back!

This knife goes down, and the dead comes back to life!

With the real spirit in hand, the small-scale manipulation of the time changes, the bloody corpse gradually healed, to be precise, it was reversed, towards a certain time, towards the time when Qingjing was still alive.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound sounded, as if the head had been reattached, Qing Jing raised his head in a daze, and saw the tall and solemn statue of Heavenly Emperor, quietly watching the flow of time in the world of mortals, and indifferently overlooking the flow of the long river and the changes of time.

In the ears, the melodious voice of Daoist, the head of the sect guard:

"Everything of yesterday died yesterday, and everything of today is born today."

"From now on, you are Qingyuan Daoist!"

Qingyuan!

Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch!

Qingyuan Miaodao Fuyou Taiyi True Monarch Huimin Rensheng Great Emperor!

Qingyuan Miaodao protects the country and Chongning True Monarch Chuanshu Great Emperor Wei Ling manifests Tianzun!

He is the head of the three generations of disciples of Yuxu Palace, and he most hopes to obtain the good fortune of the other side.

Erlang God, or Zhenhui.

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Time passed and time passed, Meng Qi became a member of the Wu Monk Academy, and his benefits were significantly improved. In the past, a group of people lived together in the Handyman Academy.

The meditation room of the Wu Monk Academy is for two people, and Meng Qi naturally shares with his best-connected younger brother Zhenhui.

In this way, secrets can be kept without fear of being spied on by outsiders.

The life in the monastery was extremely boring. After carrying water, reading and practicing for several days, he found that the imprint of Samsara did not bring much change to him. One day Meng Qi made up his mind and found a reason to go back to the meditation room to practice "Shaolin Mind". Law".

In fact, meditate on the futon and touch the Samsara mark in the palm of your hand.

It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, people come to him, it's not in his character to be a coward all the time.

Reckless Vajra, always been Reckless Vajra!

Just like the master of Six Paths of Reincarnation pulling people, the Samsara seal reflected a faint light, and involved Meng Qi in Six Paths of Reincarnation.

The vast Six Paths of Reincarnation is like a world spinning in six directions. The front is as high as a mountain, but the green platform as big as a star is empty, and a sense of silence and emptiness fills the whole space.

The six-color glazed brilliance shone, making Meng Qi's mouth grow big and wide.

If the space of Six Paths of Reincarnation is Immortal Qi ethereal and mysterious, then this piece of Samsara space is boundless and simple, supreme and vast!

"Hey, is there anyone?!"

"anyone there?!"

Meng Qi pretended to be brave and shouted loudly, they are here anyway.

A teasing voice sounded in the void: "Tsk tsk, this is the new member? It looks so weak."

"Well, it's a bit weak. You should drink animal milk to replenish your body." Another immature voice sounded

Meng Qi's face turned dark immediately, how powerful can I be as a Shaolin monk who just started.

Also, why is there still animal milk in this Samsara space? Does the Lord of Samsara here even accept unweaned children? !

"Su Meng, Meng Qi, come forward!"

A majestic Sacred voice sounded, and the infinite fog dispersed, and the Sacred Golden Bridge came across the Styx River in Yellow Springs, which seemed to be hundreds of millions of miles away.

River of Forgetfulness on the Yellow Springs road, Bridge of Helplessness on the River of Forgetfulness, nothing to do with this life, nothing to do with the afterlife.

"How do you get on this bridge?!"

Meng Qi frowned

The previous teasing voice in the void sounded again, pointing out: "Youth of the human race, this bridge is crossed by the heart and walked by the soul."

"Heart?" Meng Qi looked strange, and Mang Vajra only knew how to think, but not the heart.

Meng Qi looked at the golden bridge and the turbid river, hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and walked up, it's been a long time coming, it's a pity not to leave.

The moment Meng Qi stepped onto the Bridge of Helplessness, the Yellow Springs exploded, the River Styx tumbling, and all the yin and water stood.

It seems that there are hundreds of millions of heavenly soldiers and generals, thousands of Bodhisattva arhats, and countless demon clan Great Saints who come to claim their lives, and the mighty ghosts are about to fill the Yellow Springs River Styx.

Demon Buddha Ananda is a ruthless character. The unification of the ancient demon clan, the collapse of the ancient Heaven Court, the demon lord's defeat of the heavens, the battle of the Conferred Gods, the Journey to the West to measure the calamity, the death of ten thousand Buddhas, the chaos of the land, the end of the Middle Ages, all have his shadow.

It can be called a fighter in the villain, and has been active behind the scenes in the heavens and worlds.

As the other and me of the Demon Buddha, Meng Qi naturally also bears a certain amount of Karma.

Now manifested in the state of mind, although it is not a real ghost, it is also majestic and magnificent.

Void was silent for a moment, remembering the pointing voice just now, and said helplessly: "I was mistaken, he is indeed a ruthless character."

"I didn't expect you to kill so many gods, Sacred, demons and ghosts."

Meng Qi was dumbfounded when he saw the hundreds of millions of ghosts threatening their lives, and quickly said, "I'm not, I'm not, I didn't do anything!"

He's just a weak, helpless, and edible little monk. Since time travel, he hasn't even killed a chicken. He eats clean meat. Where did he get so many enemies?

"It's really troublesome." The majestic voice in the void sighed, and then shouted: "Those who recite my real name will have eternal life on the road to Samsara!"

Meng Qi inexplicably felt that this sentence sounded familiar, and saw a huge stone tablet rising slowly, suppressing the waves of blood, and his real name could be seen in Samsara

Four words are engraved on the stele: Human Emperor Heavenly Emperor

"Heavenly Emperor!" Meng Qi shouted without thinking too much.

A ray of sky light falls, shining thousands of miles, and the road of Samsara suddenly becomes clear, leading people who are destined to reach the other shore.

At the end of the other shore, there is a Sansheng stone standing.

The Sansheng Stone is located on the banks of the River of Forgetfulness. A cyan triangular stele is shining faintly. The three steles are arranged to intersect each other, drawing the world of hell and the world of mortals.

This life, the next life, and the next life, the six characters are engraved like a road.

No matter what race, universe, or system, the moment you see it, you can interpret its meaning.

【Meet the real me on the road of Samsara】

【There is no your name on the journey of three lives】

"Third Samsara?!"

Meng Qi was startled. Thinking of the hundreds of millions of ghosts and souls who killed him just now, including Celestial Immortals, Bodhisattva, Demon God, Devil Venerable, he couldn't help laughing at himself: "Could it be that I was a peerless devil in my previous life?"

Unable to hold back his curiosity, he looked over and a figure emerged.

He is wearing a dark gold Kasaya, his eyes are indifferent, and his temperament is pure, but he presents a ghost image that seems to exist. This is a black body that fills the sky above the ocean of the soul, with nine heads and twenty-six faces, and different expressions on each face. , or anger, or hatred, or cruelty, showing different negative emotions.

This is not the end. Immediately after the Bodhi light turns, the glass is clear and clean, and a pale golden Buddha emerges.

The Buddha held the wonderful Bodhi tree and swiped it lightly. The Demon Buddha was like a mosquito condensed in Amber. He kept his original posture, unable to fight back, and watched helplessly as he was sealed in the depths of the Lingshan Mountain!

This is the Dao Fruit, even if it is a half step Dao Fruit, it has absolute power and can easily suppress the other side.

Little monk Meng Qi couldn't understand it, he just said in disbelief, "Could it be that I was a monkey grandson in my previous life?"

The people in the painting don't have monkey hair either!

The brilliance flows, the picture changes, and it does not end, but goes back.

(end of this chapter)