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very much. It is very happy to write. Whatever happens, everyone is happy. In the air outside Yuegui Peak, the body of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva was clear and radiant, his whole body was peaceful and supple, without any unnecessary movements, he just fell gently on the cliff like a leaf.

The pair of feet wearing straw sandals made of golden silk grass lightly stepped on the rock where the lion’s paw print still remained.

On the edge of the cliff, there are all soil and gravel turned up by the breath of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, but the remaining little flower is still intact and timidly blooming in the scars all over the ground.

Suddenly, the seven petals on the small flower shrank inward, as if they had reversed the process of flower blooming, and then suddenly bloomed. The shackles bound by the flower stalks were then shaken into several flakes of incense powder in less than an inch of space, scattered in the air with a slight sound.

The petals are detached from the branches, but at the foot of the distant Wutai Mountain, the big river suddenly broke free from the shackles of the river, like a strip of jelly made of muddy yellow water, it jumped suddenly, and at the same time it was 20 feet off the ground. Zhang high, straddling the river, and then stagnated in the air for about 0.001 seconds, then fell heavily into the river again, but strangely only splashed a few small waves instead of overflowing. rivers, causing terrible floods.

Tens of miles away from Dahe is Mount Wutai.

Mount Wutai also moved, from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, all the soil seemed to come alive at the same instant, endowed with life by some kind of supernatural power, rolling and twisting, tens of feet of soil underground that would never see the sun turned and arched. Come to worship the supernatural power like the sun, but the slightly dry grass on the ground is afraid of the pressure on the mountain, shrinking its body as if escaping, turning into a mud dragon, and piercing deep. The soil below wanted to go up, and the soil above wanted to go down, so they blended, twisted and squeezed like this, trembling like rotten flesh on the body of a devouring devil.

When the soil moved, the buildings on the soil naturally moved too. Temples, stone benches, incense burners, statues, all things were torn into countless pieces by this powerful force permeating the world, black and white gold, pieces of various colors, Just like the kind of lens commonly seen in movies, it miraculously floats in the air, and it seems that even the huge gravity of the earth has lost its effect at this moment.

A huge and terrifying force is moving towards the top of Yuegui Peak, all the way covered in dust, roaring, roaring, making the air outside the peak move, the light move, and the sound move

One movement of heaven and earth, six movements of heaven and earth, is the arrival of the general trend.

The ants numbly watched the soil rolling around them, the earthworms watched the ground become soft in comfort, the birds looked at the vision in front of them with some surprise, the beasts played among the flying rocks, and the big tree twisted its body slightly and kindly Watching the changes between heaven and earth carefully.

Tens of thousands of monks all over the mountain were kneeling on the ground. Suddenly, they had a calm look on their faces, and they were not injured at all in the terrifying and dangerous territory.

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva moves the heavens and the earth, but does not harm living beings, and eliminates the four disasters of blood, fire, swords and soldiers. This is the realm of the Great Bodhisattva.

After the terrible shock, Wutai Mountain returned to normal, but the ground was a little softer, Cao’er was a little tired, the monks were a little dazed, and everything was as usual.

However, after the shock wave reached Yuegui Peak, it took off its magical coat, revealing its real and terrifying power. , all integrated into a bunch, rushed out of the top of the cliff with a bang, wrapped in countless tons of rocks, poured out from all directions, and pressed firmly on the ordinary monk whose hands were firmly clasped.

On Ye Xiangseng’s body

There was a loud bang, but there was no lingering sound. The sound wave went straight for half a foot and then stopped abruptly.

Such a terrifying collision, even Yi Tianxing’s vajra body would be broken into pieces. Although Ye Xiangseng is in the realm of a Bodhisattva, how can his weak body be able to defeat the power of the six movements of the world?

The faint golden light spreads on the top of Yuegui Peak. This light is different from Manjushri’s clear light of wisdom. Although it is also the light of wisdom, it is the light of wisdom of Bodhisattva Bodhisattva without knowledge or form. In the middle of the light cluster, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva has already displayed the precious image of the Bodhisattva’s body.

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva wears a crown on his head. The crown is neither gold nor silver, but it is incomparably noble. The middle is hollowed out, with several small flowers embedded in it. There is a treasure vase in the flower, which is emitting light. The Bodhisattva is wearing a wide-sleeved coat, a long skirt, and a wreath on his chest. His right elbow hangs slightly at his waist, and a green lotus platform naturally grows under his feet.

Clean and dignified, powerful and powerful.

Yuegui Peak was shortened by more than 100 meters, but it was not cut off, but the rocks on the top of the peak were pressed even tighter by this force, and the height was reduced by more than 100 meters. Such a terrifying change in the world Among them, Ye Xiangseng is probably dead.

However, an inexplicable expression flashed in the eyes of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, and the right elbow hanging flat on the waist trembled slightly, and the lotus bud held in the right hand gradually bloomed.

As the lotus buds bloomed, the huge rocks piled up on Yuegui Peak began to move away slowly, making a creaking sound, as if pulled by some kind of huge force. As the boulder moved sideways, it sprinkled stone powder on the side, making it sound like a blizzard in June.

Even these incomparably hard stones were smashed into powder. From this, one can imagine the power of the previous impact.

The rock gradually moved away, finally revealing the open space inside, and the scene above the open space was miserable.

Really miserable.

I saw a little monk slumped to the ground, his body was already deformed by the impact of the huge boulder, his head was desolately turned into a strange shape, his ears were torn to the bottom of his jaw, but his eye sockets were hit by the ground. The top of the head was removed, and there was a mess.

And yet eccentric.

Because there is no blood, not a trace of blood, not on the deformed face, not in the displaced eye sockets, not on the body squeezed like a sugar man, even the ordinary cassock still looks the same It was clean, except for some clean white stone powder, there was no bloody internal organs.

Moreover, Ye Xiangseng’s body seems to have undergone some kind of change, it seems to have shrunk by a size, curled up in the cassock like a child, the cassock is torn, but not much body can be seen, like a tattered quilt on a bed Covering his motionless body.

Ye Xiangseng moved a bit, then slowly got up from the ground.

He stretched out his white and tender palm like a child, held his chin, rubbed it, then pulled the skin on his face a few times, and lifted his right ear that was drooping under his chin, and finally he squeezed it hard. With one slap, he slapped his eye sockets from the top of his head back to his face.

It looks horrible, like a clay figurine that can be kneaded at will.

At this time, his face finally returned to normal, but it was not the face of the diamond in the Lion Manjusri state, but a harmless and pure child, even more innocent and soft than when he was in the provincial capital bookstore.

The earth-shattering blow of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva did not kill him

The Great Strength Bodhisattva did not move, the lotus seat under his feet slowly moved forward, his face was still expressionless, as if he was not very surprised by Ye Xiangseng’s resurrection from death.

Ye Xiangseng no longer looked like a child, but a child, with his little hands and feet wrapped in tattered cassocks that hung all the way to the ground. Such a handsome young monk stood among the rubble on the peak, with a peaceful face and clasped hands. .

“Over the past five hundred years, you have had many opportunities to become Rutong Manjusri, but you have never been able to. Today, unexpectedly, you will face me with Rutong Manjusri.” Da Shizhi moved his lips slightly, and asked in a golden light: “Brother, it seems that you are planning to repeat the story for five hundred years.”

The little Ye Xiangseng bowed his head and titheed: “Rutong is a pure and harmless image, and the Bodhisattva can move six times, so I have to respond meekly, just to keep this skin.”

For some reason, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva smiled, and said with a smile: “As for the statue of the soft child, it is easy to deal with the power of the six movements of the world. The world is the most soft.”

Ye Xiangseng responded with a smile: “Thousands of years ago, after talking with Laojun, I used this meaning in the realm of children, but I never used it.”

No wonder some people say that all people with great realms are big hypocrites. Seeing that these two big Bodhisattvas are your life-and-death enemies, they unexpectedly held a tactical summary discussion meeting on the Laurel Cliff at this time.

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Great Strength BodhisattvaThere was golden light in Sa’s pupils, and the blue lotus on his right hand had already fully bloomed. At this time, a petal was forced out by the might of the Bodhisattva, and it came out of the body like a sharp arrow, and came in front of Ye Xiangseng in an instant.

After crossing in the wind, the petal immediately turned into a huge petal the size of a hut. The edge of the petal with light pink in the blue color shone with golden light, as if it was extremely sharp.

Although Ye Xiangseng is in the realm of Rutong Manjusri at this time, his flesh, blood, bones and water are like the softest and purest existence in the world. , the sharp edges of the petals, and the method of killing are completely different from the power of the six movements of the world.

This is purely physical tearing. If Ye Xiangseng really resists with Rutong Manjusri, he will be split in half

There was a soft “pop”.

Ye Xiangseng clapped his hands lightly, and applause rang out. At the same time, his physical body suddenly swelled up, and he returned to the size of a normal person. His childish look was completely gone, his facial features gradually became more handsome, and his eyebrows were ready to fly. , piercing out like a sword, and his whole body was shrouded in microscopic vajra, a pound of thin force suddenly burst out from his body.

It was this clasping of palms, between the lightning and the flint, the huge sharp petals that devoured people were scattered in the palm of the hand

A Buddha’s roar came out of Ye Xiangseng’s mouth, and the lion-like angry power penetrated into his arms, and the cassock on his arms was torn apart, and the petals in his palm were also patted by this magnificent and incomparable power. Scattered, still carrying the petal fragments of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva’s supreme power, and shot into the air against his body, shooting into the rocks of Mount Yuegui faster than bullets.

A moment later, those seemingly weak petals pierced through the hundreds of meters thick rock formation, and came out through the mountain with unabated speed, whistling and screaming, shooting into the blue sky somewhere.

Great Strength Bodhisattva smiled slightly, but there was no bitterness or confidence in the smile, and there was even a hint of relief.

Then he raised his right hand again, and the fully bloomed green lotus in his hand shone brightly. Countless petals came out of the body, carrying terrifying power and sharp edges, and killed Ye Xiangseng.

No matter whether the bodhisattva laughs or cries, whether the mind is agitated or peaceful.

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva always wants to kill Manjushri Bodhisattva. I don’t know how many times he has killed Manjushri Bodhisattva in five hundred years.

Ye Xiangseng stood on the top of the peak with a calm expression, but his eyebrows were raised like swords, and a unique and brave aura that had never appeared on him suddenly enveloped the surroundings. His right hand is raised empty, as if holding a vajra sword, and his left hand hangs down slightly, and his jade-like arms and palms seem to be full of infinite power.

It is: the lion Manjusri statue.

To be continued: