The Lotus Temple is located in the Zhao Kingdom, which is the inheritance of Dharma. The Zhao Kingdom worships Buddhism and has many temples. Among the 461 temples in the country, the Lotus Temple is considered the top ten largest temples. It has annexed a large amount of land and supports tens of thousands of monks.
Minghui flew over the vast fields at the foot of the mountain on the wind. The skinny tenants below dropped their farm tools and kowtowed hurriedly.
"Good luck to the Master! Good luck to the Master!"
As if Minghui had not heard of it, she fell towards the magnificent palace on the mountain. The palace was lit with dense candles and golden incense. The smoke was thick and flowing from the gaps between the steps and windows, like a white waterfall. It was soft and beautiful. This golden palace every year
It would take an astonishing amount of oily wood to be burned, and only a large temple like this could afford it.
At the top, there are naked women sitting, kneeling, and even lying down. Scattered around are rich and beautiful clothes, all young and beautiful. Among them lies a small child, who looks five or six years old, smart and cute, with pink and jade carvings.
He is holding a woman drinking milk, candlelight is flickering all around, and girls are passing back and forth, all holding oil pots in their hands, hurriedly adding oil.
The smell of grease and incense filled the air. Minghui hurriedly lowered her arms and said respectfully:
"Minghui has met the Master, and I sincerely wish the Master a hundred lifetimes of good fortune, everlasting great kindness and great joy, a golden body of Dharma, and immortality!"
The child sucked her breasts, glanced at him sideways, and spoke soft and pleasant Sanskrit sounds, which echoed in the hall. The girls on both sides knelt down and said to him:
"Minghui boy, I asked you to escort Lord Murong, why did you come back!"
"The villain is wronged!"
Minghui hurriedly kowtowed, banged the bottom with banging noises, and after explaining the cause and effect, she saw the baby opened its eyes, opened its mouth, and cursed:
"You trash thing, if you cause any trouble, run back and bring up the golden palace!"
"Who is coming?"
The doll looked at it for a while, with a strange look on its face, and then said in a childish voice:
"It's strange. He's a very high-ranking person, but he doesn't have any sense of evil... He must be a fellow Taoist from the Immortal Way. He's very unfamiliar."
"I've seen people who are not afraid of death, but I've never seen people who are on the road to death like this..."
Lu Jiangxian's current Taiyin Mysterious Light is only as powerful as the peak of Foundation Establishment, but in terms of status, he is probably so high that no one can calculate it as long as he doesn't use the Dharma Jian. As for monks like these who rely on the Qi to calculate, they can easily calculate it.
Death from backlash.
Minghui hurriedly sacrificed herself from the Golden Palace and fluttered out from her sleeves. At first it was only the size of a palm. After a while, it changed its form. It was as tall as a person and was like a small table, but it was shaky and full of cracks.
Looking at the colorful light in the hall, Viola Maha's heart was greatly moved, and he vaguely felt the cool and mysterious inspiration. He was overjoyed and thought to himself:
After looking at it for a while, Lu Jiangxian pinched the golden light, made up his mind, and threw it in front of him. Suddenly, rays of moonlight condensed and turned into a five or six-year-old baby. He looked cute and cute, kneeling in the hall wearing a robe.
on the white jade board.
The cultivation of Buddhism is very different from that of immortality. The cultivation of Immortalism starts from the Xuanjing Wheel, and there are immortal methods that can be used after cultivation. However, the monks of Buddhism practice cross the fetal breath to practice qi, but they have steel and iron bones. When they break through and become a mage, they are slightly higher than that of Immortalism.
The foundation-building monks who have cultivated Lianmin are a few points lower than Zifu. Maha is not as good as Jindan, but only slightly stronger than Zifu. There is a strange feeling of asymmetry everywhere.
After dozens of breaths, the contemptuous look on Maha's face slowly disappeared, he pinched his fingers seriously, and began to use his true skills. Minghui waited for a long time, but there was no sound at all, so he had to look secretly, but
Seeing Viola Maha sweating profusely and mumbling incessantly, Minghui was shocked and immediately knelt down and prayed in her heart:
"It's none of the villain's business... This is none of the villain's business... When you practice fighting, it has nothing to do with the villain, spare the villain's life, spare the villain's life!"
This doll is naturally Master Minghui’s master, Violet Lotus Maha, the ancestor of the Lotus Sect. It has been 300 years since he practiced Maha. He has been reincarnated for seven lives. He has completed the interpretation of the Dharma. He is only one step away from the Dharma. It is also the same in Zhao State.
A big shot among the best.
He made a clever calculation in his mind. The golden elixir was not in the right condition, and nothing would happen if he just took a peek. He also had the support of Dharma Revealer behind him, so no major problems would occur, so he took care of everything and was very heroic.
"I was afraid of causing trouble and spared your life, but you still provoked me like this..."
"This is……"
"This measly Master of Minghui actually peeped into the golden elixir without dying. Could it be that something went wrong with this golden elixir cultivator and he was on his deathbed? After seven lifetimes of Mahama, I was just a little bit away from the Dharma. It seems that the fate of the Dharma has arrived!
Hahaha!"
When Minghui heard the words, she was immediately overjoyed and pulled the golden palace up. Viola Maha pinched the magic formula and slowly closed her eyes. The baby's face was full of contempt, and the colorful light in the golden palace slowly weakened and shifted.
into his hand that pinches the magic formula.
Violet Lotus Maha practiced Seventh Generation Maha and was already on par with the peak of Zi Mansion. When his desire aroused him, he made up his mind and spoke without any politeness. He said bluntly:
"So what if it's a golden elixir. Although I can't defeat him, it won't be a problem to resolve his fate. Bring up the magic weapon!"
Minghui lowered his head and said nothing. Viola Maha was already trembling with fear. The colored light in the golden palace had completely disappeared. The magic formula in his hand shone with crystal clear light. There was boundless darkness in front of him. His magic power was out of control.
The ground flowed into his hands, the aura on his body weakened gradually, and finally his eyes lit up.
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Under the swirling gray clouds, the earth was dark. Lu Jiangxian sat at the stone table, holding a flash of golden light, feeling vaguely embarrassed.
"But I'm afraid there's someone behind Viola Lotus Maha. If I kill this guy and attract the eyes of the Dharma Appearance Master, it will be troublesome!"
"With my current strength, I can pull this guy's spirit into the time of a stick of incense. Why not take this opportunity to find out some information, and then cut off this strand of spirit to make him forget it."
Lu Jiangxian had been touched before and knew that Minghui was spying on him. Although he could not get this Dharma guide, Minghui had used his destiny to pull him into it. If he had just woken up, he might not have been able to do anything to him. Now Lu Jiangxian is practicing
After decades of witchcraft and magic, he was firmly controlled by the identity of the Dharma Jian.
He frowned, his mind moved slightly, and he suddenly had an idea. He knocked on the desk, and a boundless hall made of white jade suddenly appeared. Complex incantations were engraved on all sides. It was the moonlight in Li Jiangqun's memory.
In the main hall of Yuan Mansion, he sat high and lowered his head to look down.
Viola Maha opened his eyes in a daze, looked around, and immediately felt that something was wrong. He quickly started to cultivate, but he felt that his body was empty and there was no magic power at all, and he was shocked.
When he looked up again, he saw a man sitting high on his head. His face was so bright that it hurt his eyes. His clothes were full of fairy spirit. Viola Maha lowered his head in fear and said in horror:
"This...! It's just a destiny that captured me. It's definitely not a golden elixir immortal cultivator. This is a certain immortal... Damn it, how come there are immortals stranded in the sea today? Damn Minghui, for asking me to offend such old monsters..."
Viola Maha was thinking in his heart, but he didn't dare to neglect it, he just said sadly:
"The young monk is the Great Compassionate, Good and Happy Lotus Buddha before me. I don't know that the immortal is in front of me, but I still ask the immortal to be merciful and spare my life..."