"Amitabha, the master has mastered the evil techniques of bewitching and bewitching the mind to the extreme. The young monk's Buddha mind has indeed been affected."
Mu Jialing's figure was as tall as a pine tree. As he spoke, a golden and complex halo of Buddha's light appeared behind him. The halo burned in the dark night and looked like a big sun from a distance.
His eyes froze for a moment, then became as calm as a deep pool, with no ripples visible.
"Born with a Buddha's heart, born with a Buddha's heart, I didn't expect that tens of thousands of years later, Guanfan Temple would still receive a Buddha's heart seed like yours."
The distant and long Buddha's voice sounded, and the eyes behind the sacred tree were filled with pity and sadness, and he said again: "Although I have used the art of mind-blocking deception, I can't believe that your Red Luan Star is false. Buddha, Your encounter with me was originally a variable, but have you ever calculated that you would re-enter Buddhism here?"
Mu Jialing's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes turned slightly, his jade face was cold and calm, "Amitabha, the young monk is in the Buddhist gate, there is no need to enter the Buddha's door."
The Buddha's voice sighed softly: "It doesn't matter, those who don't believe in me have no chance to be with me, so this Buddha's son will miss this opportunity."
The Buddha's voice fell, and the eyes behind the sacred tree reflected the awe-inspiring Buddha's light. The outline of the human face gradually appeared in the splashing ink, and the solemn treasure slowly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
When a palm of black mist as big as a courtyard slowly rose, Mu Jialing's fingertips twisting the beads stopped for a moment, and he raised his eyes to look up at the golden Buddha statue.
"The young monk still has a doubt. Can he have another fight with the young monk after the master has solved his doubts?"
"Why is there such confusion?" The pupils of the true Buddha's treasure-like eyes behind the sacred tree have almost disappeared, and the gray eyes have lost all compassion and emotion.
As big as a courtyard, a broad and thick palm shrouded in black mist hovered above Mu Jialing's head. His jade-white face was covered with black and white colors. The golden light of the sun behind him was dimmed by the darkness. Mu Jialing remained the same. Calm, lips lightly parted:
"Master uses his body to suppress evil, but why does he become a demon? Is he using his body to support demons, or does he use his body to suppress demons and nourish his body?"
The Buddha's eyes moved slightly, and his pale eyes met his calm gaze, and he saw his determination to die.
What a shameful ant!
"It not only suppresses evil with one's body, but also nourishes one's body with evil. With the seed of Buddha's heart, you don't know how high the sky is in the sky and how deep the bondage here is. If you want to fly higher and transcend the way of heaven, you need to lift yourself up. Above tens of thousands of people."
"Back then, I was as ignorant as you and tried to reach the sky. I thought I had reached the pinnacle of my realm and the world could not keep me. Little did I know...I didn't know..."
Foyin felt confused, resentful, and hesitant for a moment. Mu Jialing stared into these pale pupils and saw a hint of helplessness and hesitation in the colorless eyes.
"I don't know...what?" Mu Jialing tried his best to be calm, but his tone was still a little tense.
Buddha's voice sighed and seemed to have looked away.
"Who knew that the way of heaven would destroy my physical body, destroy my Buddha nature, and send me away into reincarnation..."
"Why is this? Heaven will not take away people's lives at will." Mu Jialing concealed the shock in his eyes and asked questioningly.
The pale pupils turned dead white, and the Buddha's eyes became dilated, as if he no longer looked at him.
The huge black mist rolled like clouds and smoke, stirring up the night sky and earth, stirring up dust and flying grass. Everyone in the square was panic-stricken and ran away in fear.
"This is the next question, and I only leave you time for one question."
Mu Jialing's pupils suddenly tightened, and the shape of the giant palm was only dark in his eyes. He was so close that he couldn't see the edge of the giant palm, and his breathing gradually stopped...
…
A grand white light suddenly appeared, and sixty-four small swords surrounded it to form a circular formation. Pei Xianqiao was in the center of the formation, raising his hand to splash the Phoenix God's blood, splashing on the hilt of the sword, and the pattern of the hilt formed a Shenao rainbow.
Light.
There was a sonorous scream of the phoenix, and a divine phoenix swooped up into the sky, landed in the center of the circular formation, and spread its two-foot-wide crimson wings behind a woman dressed in goose-yellow.
The spacious courtyard could not accommodate Phoenix's huge body, and everything around him looked small in comparison.
Pei Xianqiao looked at the rising poisonous mist and crouched at the feet of the divine phoenix. Feeling fear for no reason, Pei Xianqiao raised her hand and waved out a flame, burning the courtyard into a huge fire. The flames illuminated the entire Yanjia Fort.
The tongues of fire spread wantonly and merged with the large and small scars on her body. It was clear whether they were blood or fire...
The loud and sharp cry of the phoenix came, and suddenly there was a faint red light in the ground. The old man Yang's hands shaking the formula trembled in fright, and he started to condense the formula again, his eyes were horrified.
"This phoenix can't be real! That little girl actually has the blood of the divine phoenix in her hands. She is really not an ordinary person! Lord Yan and I were both deceived by her weak face!"
Yao Ranran's delicate face flashed through Old Man Yang's mind, and he sighed: "I've probably never even seen the owner of such a good skin. If I don't peel it off and keep it in mind, wouldn't it be a waste of heaven and earth to create a human being?"
Peak craftsmanship!"
Saying yes, he raised his wrinkled eyelids and looked at the blazing heat above his head, and said with a relaxed smile: "If you burn the courtyard to the ground and cannot find the hiding place of the old man, it will be all in vain! The master has already gone out, and only for a moment,
No, maybe I can kill you all in just a few breaths!"
So should I take action?
Yao Ranran's eyes narrowed, she didn't expect the master behind her to be so powerful.
Her heart moved slightly, and she was immediately ready to jump out and kill him.
Old Man Yang suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "Even if you have extraordinary abilities and extraordinary luck, you still can't find my trace in a few breaths of time!"
That’s not necessarily the case!
Yao Ranran left the corridor with half of her body, pulled out the nine lotus ring, and the white light was about to flash...
Old man Yang continued to laugh and said: "The underground realm of Yanjiabao is not a place you can find by digging through the soil. This is the body of the sacred tree Jianmu, which contains the heart of the master. Others want to
There are only two ways to find this place! Either kill the owner, or...hehe...can you understand the secret of the sacred tree Jianmu?"
Old Man Yang sneered mockingly, and suddenly felt a faint light flashing behind him, and his head twisted slightly...
Yao Ranran's clear eyes blinked and she showed a friendly smile, "Is your master's heart hidden in the sacred tree?"
"..."
Who can tell him what happened to this woman?
Old Man Yang was so frightened that his soul left his body. At this moment, he couldn't even think about refining the elixir. He dropped the rotten skin bag and escaped with a cloud of blood mist.
The rotten and withered skin can still clearly see the tiny hairs standing on end.
Old Man Yang's soul was cold. Thinking of what he just said, he felt like he was falling into hell!
What kind of existence is this woman?!
It’s inhuman! It’s inhuman!
It is absolutely impossible for a person to discover the secret of building a sacred tree, successfully find the entrance, and burn down the house in such a short period of time...
The fire in the courtyard is still burning, and his consciousness can still feel the breath of a woman from the Buddha statue left in the courtyard...
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