Taiping Order

Chapter 325: The Buddhist sect is mysterious, the divine sword kills evil, and kills it! (Please give me a monthly ticket)

He knows the heart?

Gongsun Huaizhi and Shi Dalin looked at the monks with big and thick, and some of them could not connect such mysterious means with the reckless man who often swung the iron rod and pulled it out hard, and then smashed the other person's heads.

The monk said, "Although I practice horizontal physical training, I understand a little bit of this method of understanding the mind. I also ask you to protect me, master of martial arts, and condense my soul into the Dharma. For a moment, I will not Will disperse."

"I will fight with his soul."

He inserted the mixed iron and water stick that smashed Ji Zongcheng's head to the ground, put his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and then sat down cross-legged, showing a fearless and compassionate look on his face. His soul was mobilized, and there was a faint appearance similar to the mobilization of Dharma. The power is presented.

Lao Si said with his mind, "Buddhist heart is clear, so he uses his own heart as water to reflect the other person's mood and will, leaving traces to distinguish what he wants to know. However, such a method is not that simple. ”

He was a little suspicious, staring at the monk who was about to catch up with his head, and said to himself: "Strange, even in Buddhism, there are so-called eminent monks and masters who are seventy-year-old and eighty-year-old, and only by practicing hard can one achieve something. Harvest, you monk, at a young age, can you do it?”

Stick Monk Thirteen said cheerfully: "Don't underestimate our understanding and Buddha's heart!"

Lao Siming smiled and said, "He has taught me a lesson."

"However, it's a little bit like this. This Demon Sect formation involves Yao Guang. Although the fisherman has the ability to achieve formations, when he is at this time, he is also looking forward and no different from his ordinary parents. Can't do it."

"Let's see how good this little monk has."

"Boy, let your people quit."

It was related to the formation and Yaoguang. Li Guanyi understood it naturally and asked Gongsun Huaizhi and others to retreat for the time being. The whale fisherman came to hear the news, swept his sleeves and set up a formation to protect this place. .

The monk recited the Heart Sutra for a moment.

A clear mind touched Ji Zongcheng's heart.

Ji Zongcheng's soul was immortal for a while, and others were determined, so he had no choice but to dissipate silently between heaven and earth. However, Stick Monk Thirteen actually took the initiative to open up his soul's state of mind.

Ji Zongcheng ignored everything else, and his soul condensed into the Dharma image flew into the monk's mind. This method was the secret key passed down from generation to generation by the living Buddhas in the Western Regions, and the foundation of his own will.

Ji Zongcheng discovered that in Thirteen's state of mind, there was nothing as clear as a lake.

The four directions are huge and vast, not like the Vajras and Bodhisattvas that Buddhism has, nor are they the divine beasts that can be achieved by martial artists in the martial arts world. It is just a lake of autumn water, and a sound echoes between heaven and earth:

"Amitabha, you are here."

Ji Zongcheng saw that the energy between heaven and earth condensed into a huge monk, with a strong body and a smooth head hanging in the air, emitting infinite light.

It was the Stick Monk Thirteen.

He was holding a large teapot in his hand, and the teapot was gusping.

Ji Zongcheng found that Pinghu where he was, it was simply a huge tea cup. Before he could react, in the soul of Stick Monk Thirteen, the hot tea boiling in the teapot fell towards Ji Zongcheng.

Within the soul, Ji Zongcheng's remaining will was burned and painful.

The void around him trembled, and the monk Thirteen solemnly asked:

"Have you let it go?!"

Ji Zongcheng: "???"

His remnant will cursed: "Let you go!!"

Stick Monk Thirteen said slowly, "It seems that he has never let go."

“Continue adding!”

So the fire and thunder all fell from the teapot. Ji Zongcheng rolled in the tea cup in pain, and the monk's inquiry kept coming from around him - [Why don't let go] [Why don't let go]!

Outside, Li Guan looked at the monk sitting cross-legged with compassion on his face.

Li Guanyi said, "Buddhist knows the mind, is it really so mysterious?"

The Whale Fisherman said, "If he is really aware of his mind, it will be mysterious, but why is it wrong to see this kid's way?"

Lao Siming squatted in front of the monk and patted the black turtle. The black turtle's magic image turned into a small turtle. He immediately drilled into the Stick Monk's Thirteen-Brow Spirit Platform to take a look. The old turtle only went in. Look, just grinned.

Lightning strikes fire, swords stabbing sticks.

But Ji Zongcheng's remaining thought was beaten to the point where he was almost broken by the stick monk.

But he still struggled.

Suddenly, all the power burst out, intending to fly out of the mind of the Stick Monk Thirteen. The Ming King transformed by Xiangliu flew out in one breath. This thought of Ji Zongcheng gathering with the wonderful method of the Buddhist kingdom of the Western Regions almost dissipated.

But I finally saw the edge of the stick monk's mind, but it was like a few giant pillars supporting the sky.

Ji Zongcheng was overjoyed and finally broke out, but saw the giant pillars supporting the sky swaying and then picked him up.

These giant pillars turned out to be the fingers of the Stick Monk Thirteen's Heart Spirit.

Ji Zongcheng was finally crazy. He tried his best to release many mysterious martial arts, and used all the martial arts he mastered, shouting what you want, and the stick monk asked him what he wanted to know, but Ji Zongcheng said it all .

He is actually dead, and it is just a little thought at this moment.

I can't stand this situation and I just hope to die early.

In this case, when the monk asked what question, Ji Zongcheng subconsciously recalled the memory of the monk Thirteen's mental lake, and was seen by the monk.

In the end, Ji Zongcheng finished everything and all this thought and attachment was dispersed.

He felt extremely tired, and suddenly staggered and sat down.

The surrounding thunder, earth fire, and many strange phenomena all dispersed, but the wind blew the lotus pond. I sat there with a pale face. In front of me was a tall but solemn monk. This is the only disciple of the Middle Earth Buddhist who was valued by the Middle Earth Living Buddha. Carrying a teapot.

Ji Zongcheng was holding a teacup in his hand, and the Stick Monk Thirteen stood up in front of him with one hand and poured tea for him. Ji Zongcheng was stunned and the Stick Monk asked quietly:

"No attachment, no change, all appearances are false."

"Donor, you are dead, are you still unwilling to let go?"

Ji Zongcheng whispered: "Let go..."

He watched the tea overflow, and the hot tea touched his fingers, and the burning pain came from him. Finally, the feeling of great enlightenment appeared, and tears came from his face: "So that's it, but for the rest of his life, it's just a void. Dream…"

"It's better to let go."

Lao Xuangui and Lao Siming caught a glimpse of this scene and were shocked.

But I never thought that this rough monk would have such a Buddhist attainment.

I thought I was going to beat the other party’s last soul to the point where it was crazy and then torture the other party the information they wanted, but I didn’t expect that there would be such changes in the future.

Ji Zongcheng actually showed signs of being saved from his unwillingness.

A little feeling of relief appeared on his face. Just when Old Siming was feeling that this was a true monk, Ji Zongcheng put down the cup in his hand, and felt relief on his face when he suddenly heard a roar.

Just as Ji Zongcheng was about to let go of his thoughts, the Thirteenth Stick Monk's long stick directly blew Ji Zongcheng's soul again, completely disappearing. Even in the Grandmaster realm, the laws of the Western Buddhist Kingdom were difficult to survive.

"Liberation? Let go..."

"It's a pity that you are like a devil, you are not worthy of liberation."

"Only by letting you die in the moment before you are liberated, you will realize that the pain in that moment can you atone for your sins."

The stick monk stood up on his chest with one hand.

The Living Buddha guided him for a long time, but he never let him go.

It’s not that he can’t, it’s just that he doesn’t let go.

His eyes fell, and the stick monk in the soul showed a simple smile on his face. He said to the old Xuangui and Lao Siming over there: "Two seniors, are you going to bring me some tea cups? ”

"The world is in the teacup, and in the dripping water, you can see the three thousand worlds and the hearts of the world."

"You two seem to have not let go."

Lao Siming grinned: "The old monk in the Academy has a successor."

The stick monk replied: "If I don't go his way, how can I succeed?"

"Just like the younger generation cannot become the successor of this senior Black Turtle and become the flesh shield of senior Si Ming."

"The spirits of all beings are unique."

"Who is who succeeds?"

"If I say that I am the successor of all Buddhas, then all Buddhas are not worthy."

"If all Buddhas are my successor, I am not as good as the people."

In an instant, the change in his mind dissipated. Lao Siming and Lao Xuangui looked at the stick monk slowly opening their eyes, feeling free and calm on their bodies, and then a free and easy smile appeared on their faces. He said, "Amitabha, his mind is enlightened."

"Please give me paper and pen."

Li Guanyi naturally sent paper and pen.

The monk picked up his pen and dipped it ink and wrote many things in one breath. First, he drew out the original array picture of the formation. The monk actually had a very wonderful fine brushwork painting. When he was in the academy, he was good at painting. Fine brushwork.

Give others a pen and take the exam in exchange for money to support their lives.

At this moment, the array diagram was also completed in one go.

Then he painted Ji Zongcheng's martial arts skills in the Western Regions Buddhism one by one.

"Senior Brother Li has to face this Demon Sect and know the other party's martial arts skills, it is always good."

He wrote it all in one breath. The whale fisherman picked up the formation and looked at it. He looked very happy on his face and said, "You bald donkey, you really understand [his heart]?!"

"Okay, okay, with such a formation map, you can break the formation."

The monk smiled honestly, hesitated for a while, and then said:

"I have previously asked Ji Zongcheng's soul various questions to reflect his true heart and those pictures with the deepest memory. I saw some pictures, and the weight of it is difficult for me to fall into the devil by the Buddha. forget."

"That silver-haired girl, at the beginning, wasn't it, not silver-haired?"

The whale fisherman said, "What did you see?"

Stick monk Thirteen folded his hands together, and his face looked compassionate: "I saw that the seven emotions and six desires she lost did not contain pain or joy. She should have had white hair and inherited her parents' blood."

"It's like some places like fathers, some like mothers."

"But I saw that Ji Zongcheng took her away in person."

"There was a very beautiful woman who took care of her, fed her all kinds of treasures, strong foundation, and loved her very much. She was with her every day, and she always said she was her biological daughter. Everyone around her knew that she regarded this. The little girl is the pearl in her hand."

"Then use the secret method of [Western Region Buddhism, Reincarnation Lotus Pond] to draw half of his blood in his body, cut off half of his bones, and the bone marrow was also pulled out."

"In this way, I will forcibly purify his bloodline to the same as this senior."

"It's like washing muscles and refining marrow, not only painful, but also extremely ruthless."

"Even Ji Zongcheng can't stand it."

"It's better to kill it, why bother so much."

"The woman said that she would rather the child survive and suffer some pain."

"Ji Zongcheng was shocked and had never forgotten the expression of the woman for more than ten years. The little monk just saw a trace of it. He was very kind, maternal care and pain. All these feelings came from his original heart. He understood it. , don't be false."

"However, although care is care, we are decisive."

"She also had love and pity for that little girl; but the complexity of human beings is not just simple, and there may be other things. It is more important than this natural maternal love, and it has been suppressed."

"Ji Zongcheng can't match his skills."

"The endless severe pain is exhausted, and blood is drawn, causing the bloodline to be purified, and the white hair turns into silver white like the stars in the sky. Then, the seven emotions and six desires are erased, and artificially creates a bloodline similar to the [Legend of Martial Arts]. Spirit Child】.”

"The means are cruel, I cannot hide them."

Stick Monk Thirteen stood up in front of him with one hand, held the heavy stick with his right hand, and said:

"The little monk knows that such words are quite cruel, and some people may cover them up." "But monks don't lie."

"If you hide such a thing, it is false to hide it. Only by directly speaking can you be merciful."

The breath of the whale fisherman fluctuated violently.

Li Guan's eyes drooped slightly.

Half of the blood and bone marrow were extracted alive...

In Li Guan's mind, murderous intent breeds.

The face of the fishing fisherman looked cold, but he became extremely calm and indifferent. He only went to break this formation and return part of Yao Guang's emotional ability. Li Guanyi personally sent the Stick Monk Thirteen to his residence to take good care of him.

He saw the silver-haired girl reading a book quietly, with beautiful silver hair.

There was not much emotional fluctuation in the girl's eyes.

He is a fatherless person.

After realizing it, Li Guanyi only realized what Yaoguang's peaceful language represented at that time.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

When the whale fisherman broke the formation, Li Guanyi tempered and destroyed the statues and human luck in another place. Nangong Wumeng successfully brought back all the statues and previous luggage.

She even suddenly became lost due to the wind and sand, and found a box of treasures specially buried by the nobles in the city. The treasures in this small box were more valuable than the goods they brought before.

Li Guanyi couldn't help but exclaim that these nobles were really cunning.

What a pity, what a pity.

What's the use of cunning?

The cunning rabbit has three holes, and it is impossible to defeat the destiny of heaven!

With this without a dream in hand, what is the so-called life of poverty?

Li Guan was refreshed at that time.

But soon, in order to mobilize the people to rebuild the city wall, this box of treasures began to be consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Li Guanyi's heart was aching, but the city wall was broken by him personally.

How happy it is to break it, and how refreshing it is.

It hurts so much at this time.

My head was buzzing.

Later, this small box of treasure was quickly booked on various budgets, basically nothing was left, and was taken by Changsun Wuqi. While the matter in this city did not spread completely, the surrounding city states did not block Ajini. The city quickly brought treasures to exchange for supplies.

As for why you don’t use gold and silver, one is that it is troublesome to count the amount of gold and silver, and the other is that this small box of treasure is easy to carry, so you have to do it.

Immediately, Li Guan sat here at this moment, and there were only one statue in the treasure house.

Human luck entangled with it, Li Guanyi stretched out his hand.

The nine states in my body roared endlessly.

The golden king seal with a tiger as a button was lifted in Li Guanyi's palm. Layers of ripples appeared on it, and golden light appeared. The tiger's roar became louder and louder, and suddenly opened its mouth, around it The statue trembled violently.

Li Guan's eyes were filled with golden light, and he could see the flames of human fortune with his naked eyes. The flames were flowing and burning, and all rivers poured into the Golden King Seal like the sea, and then the Golden King Seal of the Tiger was surging. Entered the Jiuzhou Cauldron.

Inside Li Guan, the Jiuzhou Cauldron is shining brightly.

The deceptive human fortune of the Demon Sect in the cauldron poured in, and was then shattered by the dignified spirit, and then completely burned, turning into golden flames. One-third of the Demon Sect accumulated over hundreds of years, just like this. The extremely fast speed is converted by burning.

The flowing light on the Tiger Golden King Seal is also becoming brighter.

Li Guanyi's murderous intent was calm and surging. He took advantage of the opportunity to refine the human fortune of the Demon Sect at this moment. As before, the human fortune reversed, followed the contact of the Demon Sect and tried to find another part.

The Jiuzhou tripod buzzes, and the golden king's seal is circling.

In an instant, the mind and mind change and there is some response.

At this time, Ji Zongcheng died and Agni City fell, including one-third of the humanitarian fortune storage, and the news of the loss of many treasures was conveyed to extremely distant places with secret letters and to the Demon Sect General Altar.

Xiao Yuxue, the leader of the Demon Cult, looked at the information letter coming, and looked sad on his face. He said to the people around him: "Ji Zongcheng's Dharma Protector King has passed away. He has been attacked by one of the four major legends in the world. The information said that Kui personally set up a large formation and enveloped the entire Agni City."

"The Heavenly King Lord resisted and died heroically."

The senior officials of the Demon Sect were silent.

The leader of the formation.

Four legends.

This name that enveloped the entire Demon Sect and had been in dispersed for more than ten years was horrified when it really appeared. Xiao Yuxue arranged many changes in the Demon Sect. Wu Xuefei should have retreated. A thought flashed through.

"…Ji Zongcheng is a remaining disciple of the Buddhist sect in the Western Regions. After parting ways with the pure Buddhist cultivation lineage, the Holy Church has actually integrated into many sects that appeared in this troubled world in order to expand, and Ji Zongcheng has always been dissatisfied with this."

"I am always dissatisfied with the position of the leader, a young woman, and it is also the most hostile faction in the entire Holy Sect. At this moment, it happened that Ji Zongcheng's lineage was responsible for Agni City. , it attracted whale fishermen."

"Ji Zongcheng was killed at this moment."

"The power of the Holy Sect has become weaker, but the leader's control in the sect has been improved. This... attracted the whale fishing guest and killed Ji Zongcheng's lineage. Could it be that the leader deliberately..."

Wu Xuefei subconsciously glanced at Xiao Yuxue.

There was no ripples on that face.

She withdrew her gaze.

As an elder who was originally a shaman sect in the Western Regions and later absorbed by the Demon Sect, she was cautious from beginning to end in this holy religion, for fear of being involved in many troubles, so she shut up at this moment.

"Elder Wu Xuefei, stay."

Xiao Yuxue watched everyone leave, but called Wu Xuefei. The latter paused slightly, turned around, saluted respectfully and said, "Master."

"What else is the leader? My Holy Sect has lost another general, and it is becoming more and more stormy. I don't know when, the name of my leader is just a false one."

A hint of fatigue appeared on Xiao Yuxue's face and said, "Come and go for a walk with me."

Wu Xuefei dared not refuse.

Xiao Yuxue rubbed her eyebrows, and after drinking tea, she walked towards the mysterious land of the Demon Sect with Wu Xuefei. A string of bells hung around her waist. When she walked around, there would always be a crisp sound. Wu Xuefei noticed the string of silver. bell.

This string of silver bells was Xiao Yuxue's possession. When Wu Xuefei came to the Demon Sect for ten years, she often saw her holding the silver bell alone and was stunned. Only at this time did Xiao Yuxue not have the usual calmness and calmness.

Sometimes I even shed tears and threw away the silver bell.

I will pick it up again quietly after a while.

Xiao Yuxue smiled and said, "Elder Wu Xuefei is interested in Central Plains products?"

Wu Xuefei said: "I just looked at the exquisite craftsmanship, but I didn't expect it to be an object from the Central Plains?"

Xiao Yuxue said: "This is an object similar to the Longevity Lock. I asked from Zhongyuan, hoping to protect the child from worry-free life."

Wu Xuefei said: "Your daughter..."

She said and stopped immediately.

Xiao Yuxue was stunned for a long time and said, "It's my flesh and blood, but it's no longer my flesh and blood... After all, it's me who hurt her, and I feel sad."

Her voice paused and said, "This is my choice."

"You can't blame others."

"In the world in troubled times, no one has ever had any difficulties."

"In the year of disaster in the Central Plains, children are eating. Do they not love their daughters? It is because of love and pity that they cannot bear to eat their children."

"But I also want to survive, so I have to exchange my own children for other people's children."

"When eating other people's children, I feel distressed when I think of my children in the soup. When biting the bone, I subconsciously use three points of strength to bite out a lot of marks."

Wu Xuefei didn't continue asking.

This example made her, an elder who was born in the Western Regions to worship the witch sect for some reason, feel a sense of demonic under tranquility.

Xiao Yuxue took Wu Xuefei to a secret realm, but it was a corridor, and said softly: "There is the remaining human fortune ahead. Human fortune is magnificent and unpredictable. Some of the previously hidden treasures of my Holy Church have been destroyed. The rest of this part is more pure.”

“It’s also more important.”

"It is the foundation of my holy teaching."

"I regard you as my most reliable person, but today there is a change, but you have to pay attention to this place. Once our plan fails, we will completely ignite this human fortune..."

Wu Xuefei felt a thrill in her heart.

Xiao Yuxue said: "We originally achieved great things by using Tuyuhun. Tuyuhun died two years ago and had already merged with the Party and Xiangguo. I know that it was because we tried to destroy Tuyuhun's national fortune before that we failed."

"The past path was that Tuyuhun was strong, but we were strong."

"Tuyuhun declines, and we are declining."

"Not now."

"I have found a way to connect the fortune of my Holy Church with the dragon veins of the Dangxiang Kingdom... Only when one prospers and one loss can the fortune of our Holy Church be completely transformed into the fortune of the dignified kingly path."

"Even if our generation, the Holy Church and Dangxiangguo will not succeed, this time, with the help of the Tuyuhun dragon vein, the energy of the Holy Church will be completely transformed. One day, future generations will complete our waiting time. Long-cherished wish."

"Let my Holy Church completely transform into a country and not go around in the world."

"Can compete with the heroes in the world..."

"As for Buddhism, the Western Regions Buddhism is only confined to Buddhist scriptures and has a small mind; the tribes and princes are indecisive, and they are all like dust and sand. Even though they are in the world, they should use the world as chess pieces."

"I have already entered the game with myself, so how could I not be able to bear a daughter?"

"Even so, I still feel sad."

"That's all."

Wu Xuefei didn't say anything, Xiao Yuxue looked calm and stretched out her hand to touch the statue. There was already a ray of humanity on the statue. When Xiao Yuxue's fingers touched the statue, it was a thrilling-

The human fortune that seemed to be like flames on the statue really expanded toward the outside.

It really turned into a flame.

Xiao Yuxue then retreated violently, and the silver bell rang around her waist. She saw a person walking out of it, her sleeves rolled up.

It’s Li Guanyi!

Li Guan held the king's seal with one hand, and for the third time he controlled the human fortune as before.

"Sure enough, you're here."

As soon as Li Guan opened his mouth, the next moment, he pressed his waist with one hand.

The whistling sound exploded.

Chixiao—

Draw the sword!

The magic sword was domineering and slashed hard at the woman's neck!

cut! !

(End of this chapter)