The Zen room is not too small, similar to the main hall of ordinary people's homes.
But it was empty inside, and it was clear at a glance that there were only two things and a painting: a tattered futon that had been sat on and torn; an old wooden fish that had long lost its color, with a few cracks on the big boss that were visible, indicating that it was broken. The futon
On the ground in front of me, there is a scrawled drawing made of carbon strips. The workmanship of the painter is really unflattering.
It is estimated that when the forest of steles collapsed, this stone Buddhist temple received a big impact. Nothing could be seen from the outside. Now Su Jing opened the door and could see inside the house. All he could see was that the roof and walls were full of twists and turns, large and small.
The roof is cracked and twisted, and looks like it will collapse at any time.
Akame was angry and reminded Su Jing seriously: "The ease of opening the door may be due to magic or skillful workmanship, but the stone material of this house is the same as other debris. It must be extremely heavy. You must be careful when entering, in case it collapses.
It can really kill you."
Su Jing could figure out this level without asking, but he still smiled at Akame and said, "Thank you, Master, for the tip." As he spoke, he left a ray of sun fire outside the house, and the Golden Crow Ten Thousand Nests Great Curse was secretly mentioned, in case he could escape at any time and follow him.
Step into the house.
Xiao Xiangliu has a spectroscopic shadow, and his body skills are stronger than Su Jing's, so he is not afraid. Qi Donglai's ability is no longer in escape skills, but his face is strong enough, and he reaches out regardless of Xiao Xiangliu's glare.
She grabbed his arm firmly and followed Su Jing into the house.
The three corpses looked around and saw that the house did not collapse when the three people in front walked in, so they all followed in quietly.
Akame came between the futon and wooden fish, lowered his head and looked at it, without bending to touch it, and said to Su Jing: "It can't be said that there is no treasure. This futon is made of Tianxin seed jade, and the wooden fish is made of melon pith. It's a pity.
, the precious silk is broken and cannot be sustained, the fairy tree cracks and its essence is lost, and every time it is broken, it is all useless."
Su Jing had heard of both Tianxin Seed Jade and Guatian Marrow. The former can be used to extract silk from the stone. However, in order to extract silk, the gem must first be soaked in Renhuan True Water for a thousand years, and it must be a full thousand years, less than a moment.
If it doesn't move for more than an hour, the stone silk will rot. It is said that the stone silk can bind the sky and the sea, and it is the toughest.
As for the latter, it is indeed wood. If you want to make it into shape, it must be tempered by real thunder. The tempered object is difficult to be damaged by gods and Buddhas, and it will be indestructible forever.
In an inconspicuous Buddhist temple in a skyscraper ancient temple, the futon made of precious jade was torn apart, and the wooden fish tempered by thunder was cracked.
There was only a wooden fish, but no hammer. Nianhua squatted on the ground and carefully looked at the marks left on the wooden fish. His eyes quickly widened: "It seems that there are finger marks. The wooden fish was broken by hitting the wooden fish with your fingers. The fingers are too hard."
some."
Lei Dong was also squatting, side by side with Nian Hua, but he was looking at the futon: "This person's butt is incredible."
The other people didn't care about the ruined treasure. They were more concerned about the charcoal drawing. A few people twisted their necks, tilted their heads, and kept changing angles to look at the painting. Xiao Xiangliu frowned: "
What is the painting?"
The messy graffiti was really difficult to identify. After looking at it carefully for a while, Akame's eyesight was better, and he tried to say: "It seems to be a person. Here, head, here, hands."
Once reminded, the more I look at it, the more similar it becomes.
After taking in the environment, the person in the painting became more and more obvious. Qi Donglai spoke: "Here is the lotus seat? Here is the Buddha's top bun? Is it strange that the fat man in the painting carelessly said something strange? The person in the painting could not be the Buddha.
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After understanding it, I suddenly realized that it was the painting of Buddha!
From this, the past events in the house become clearer. There was once a monk who painted a portrait of Buddha on the ground, sitting on a futon, knocking wooden fish with his hands, and devoted himself to practice.
Nowadays, the futon is rotten, the wooden fish is damaged, the practitioner is missing, and the Buddha is still lying in the painting. Fortunately, the Buddha is soft-hearted and open-minded. If he is a god with strong fire nature, seeing himself painted in such a miserable way, then the mystery of the collapse of this sacred temple
There should be an answer.
Even Xiao Xiangliu couldn't help but shook his head and said: "If you don't know how to draw, then don't draw. Is it difficult to find a Buddha statue from the temple?"
The furnishings were simple, but the graffiti was a bit difficult to recognize. After identifying it as a portrait of Buddha, there was nothing more to see in the meditation room. The other people soon lost interest, and finally managed to open the door, but it turned out to be nothing more than that.
But Su Jing was still looking around - Tu Wanyu's instructions in a deep sleep, the vision of the white-faced monk with his eyes closed for a moment, how could there be no mystery in it?
There was nothing else in the Zen room. The only things that could attract the eyes were the walls and the cracks on the roof. Su Jing looked carefully and found that there was nothing unusual about the cracks. At least to his eyes, they didn't seem to notice anything.
The knowledge has spread, and every crack has been scanned several times.
No matter how carefully he checked, Su Jing still refused to give up. He found a gap big enough to accommodate his fingers and directly stretched out his hand to explore.
Lei Dong Tianzun quickly reminded: "Be careful not to collapse the house."
Su Jing smiled and said: "Don't worry." The words were easy to say, but before his voice landed, his expression suddenly became ferocious, and his laughter turned into a sharp curse: "Bastard!"
Along with the shouting, the figures in the meditation room flickered, and a group of monsters appeared out of thin air, pounced on Su Jing's seventeen sinners, and appeared inexplicably to attack Su Jingtu.
After being subdued by the evil Buddha, the power of the seventeen sinners increased sharply. When they appeared again, their appearance had changed: wearing a pointed crown, wearing a colorful colorful dress, long hair shawl, and humanoid figures from the waist up, both male and female, with strong physiques and extremely complex faces.
Angry, under the waist and navel is a mighty eagle body, with a long tail hanging down like a phoenix!
Half human and half eagle, the human body is like a cruel king and the body is a ferocious bird emperor. It is clear that they have all been transformed into 'Garuda' by the evil Buddha!
One of the eight heavenly dragons, a group of gods protecting the Dharma in front of the Buddha. Garuda is a vicious creature that feeds on dragons recorded in the sutras.
The only difference between these seventeen-headed 'Garuda' and the Buddhist description is only in color. A real Garuda has a golden light all over its body, so brilliant that it cannot be seen at a glance; the seventeen sinners, from their long hair to their bodies to their eagle claws and long tails, are all
It is an obscure and mottled gray and black color. It does not look sacred, only unspeakably dirty.
As their body shapes changed, their brute strength increased again.
The first Garuda raised his fists and hit Su Jing hard like a drum.
Su Jing reacted so quickly. The long sword made a soft sound and Bei Ming unsheathed it, but before it turned into Kun, in front of him with the sharp sword's original shape and crossbar, 'Garuda' had no intention of closing his hand. He was waiting to send his arms up.
The sword was sharp, and then there was a loud "dang" sound.
The fist hit the sword's edge, and there was a loud sound of metal and iron clashing between the two swords. The fists of 'Garuda' were also intact.
Shenguang's seventeen sins were brought into this life and turned into seventeen sinners; the seventeen sinners were taken to the black prison by Su Jing and refined into the seventeen death row swords; the seventeen swords were taken away by the evil Buddha and finally turned into the ugly Jia
Lou Luo.
These things are karma, evil, swords, and the current eight tribes of evil spirits that are half human and half eagle.
Their bodies are so strong that they dare to fight Bei Ming with their bodies. Su Jing's contribution is also indispensable. He used Yang Fire to temper them with great care and forged them into strange-shaped swords. They are swords!
In the Zen room, Su Jing Yu Beiming blocked Garuda's head-on blow. Immediately, ninety-eight sword feathers floated up and spread in all directions. However, Su Jing had no intention of fighting and called out to his companions: "Get out.
Fight again!"
The meditation room is cracked and twisted, and a gust of wind may cause it to collapse. No matter what, it cannot withstand the fierce battle between the two parties. If it collapses, everyone will not escape the fate of being smashed to death.
Not caring about nonsense or arguments in an emergency, Xiang Liu, Qi Donglai and the three corpses ducked out of the house.
The meditation room is not small, but seventeen monsters with huge body sizes suddenly poured in, and it immediately became crowded. However, these evil creatures only cared about attacking their old masters, and did not stop other people from withdrawing.
Su Jing surrounded him and tried his best to attack and kill him.
In an instant, the sword feathers were on the verge of falling, but Su Jing did not panic. When he saw his companions retreating from the dangerous spot, he raised his hand to create a stream of sun fire in front of him, and threw himself into it.
Using the air-traveling escape method, Su Jing in the house threw himself into the fire. At the same time, he jumped out of the fire outside the house, but Su Jing's expression was a little strange. The anger due to the attack of the evil thing was no longer, and his face was full of surprise.
The three corpses were concerned about the deity. Seeing that his expression was different, they picked up flowers and asked, "What's wrong? Are you hurt?"
As soon as Su Jing finished speaking a few words, before Su Jing could reply, a series of loud and angry cries were heard, and all the seventeen-headed Garuda chased him out.
When they arrived at the vast place, each Garuda spread their wings and flew into the sky. As they soared into the sky, their figures skyrocketed again, transforming from burly monsters of more than ten feet into giant evil gods with wingspans of twenty feet!
Their stature grew, and the majesty of Garuda really spread. Although their colors were extremely ugly, their majesty, majesty, and majesty made no one dare to underestimate them.
He fluttered his wings in the high altitude, and without even taking a breath, the Seventeenth Garuda swooped towards Su Jing again.
The sword light bursts out, the northern dark sky rises, the Kun disappears but the Tianpeng appears, the eastern raptors meet the western eagle monsters!
There was a hoarse dragon roar, and the lifeless vermilion dragon followed Beiming. Sixteen cheered in the dragon's ears. It liked to fight this kind of lively battle flying around.
How could the other five people let Su Jing face the enemy alone? There was a roar of thunder, and the three corpses jumped wildly. Emperor Yin's sword was surrounded by light, and the sword array was deployed. In the white sky of the sky, stars flashed one after another, entering the array.
, enter the sword, and follow the movement of the three corpses to fight against the powerful enemy in the sky.
Qi Donglai's demonic appearance is on the move again, and a series of 'disciples of the demon' who are no different from real people rush towards the flock of birds
In the blink of an eye, they were all fighting in the air, and it was hard to tell whose roar was fierce and whose long strike was like a rainbow!
Luo Sheng of the Seventeenth Garou is flying like lightning, with infinite strength and strong body, but he can't cast any spells. In contrast, Su Jing's methods are much more brilliant, especially Qi Donglai, who has eliminated the demonic ability.
The curses in his mouth kept coming one after another, the magic seals on his hands kept turning over, and the magic spells rose into the sky one after another, brilliant and fierce!——
I'm a bit busy today and tomorrow, and I'm not in the right state. I don't have time to write the third update. I'm sorry because it's two updates in the past two days. I'll continue to update on Friday. I'm sorry again.
Also, I would like to thank Chen Xiaosheng, the leader of the alliance, for his encouragement again. I am so ashamed that I got the next extra update. Originally, I wanted to thank the leader of Chen Xiaosheng’s younger brother, ‘Chen Xiaosheng’, for his encouragement, but I postponed it to Friday.
There is nothing I can say, I can only express my sincere gratitude and type carefully. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)