In the Ferris wheel, the sky is white and the ground is black.
The sky is covered with white clouds and mist; the black on the ground is "shade".
Now, this 'shadow' is shining.
It's just a tremor, not an earthquake.
In the Tianwu Sword Prison, when the evil Buddha's mantra was sung to the thirteenth word, the 'shadow' of the ancient temple moved, really moved.
It shrinks and fades.
The three corpses were high up in the sky, so they could see clearly that the black 'shade' on the ground of the ancient skyscraper temple was flowing layer by layer, constantly closing in, as if the tide was ebbing, and gathering from all directions towards the Pagoda Forest and the Stone Meditation Room!
When the 'shadow' faded away, the three corpses suddenly realized that the ground of the ancient skyscraper temple was originally white in color just like the sky.
It's not difficult to guess what happened. The sky was white, the ground was white, and the ancient temple looked holy. But then a huge shadow covered the ground.
When future generations look at it again, it becomes a white sky, and the black earth is just the shadow that covers the entire temple and is almost endless. Where did it come from?
It is unknown where it came from. But now it is very clear where this huge shadow is going. The three corpses were shocked and hurriedly urged the child's coffin to fly to the Zen room, fearing that Su Jing would be in danger.
The 'shadow tide' seemed to be surging slowly, but in fact it was extremely fast. By the time the three corpses jumped to the door of the Zen room, the ground of the entire skyscraper ancient temple had turned back to crystal white, and all the 'shadows' on the ground had shrunk around the futon in the stone room.
, flashed again, and disappeared!
Lei Dong was shocked: "Where have you gone?"
All the 'shadows' retreated into Su Jing's body! They continued to enter along the air path, along the meridians, and poured into the Tianwu Sword Prison that was filled with the evil Buddha's mantras and chants.
Caught off guard and unstoppable, in just a flash, the 'shadows' gathered in the black prison, and as the 'shadows' violently shrank again, a monk appeared in the Tianwu Sword Prison.
Once, the shadows covered the entire skyscraper; now, the white-robed monk in Tianwu Sword Prison.
Middle-aged, slightly stout, with red lips, white teeth, and fair skin, his expression was dull and his eyes were unfocused. Suddenly, he opened his mouth wide and yawned loudly, mumbling vaguely: "I'm very sleepy."
It was the white-faced monk that Su Jing had seen in the tower forest before.
The monk stood dumbly in the sword prison, with doubts on his face, and he seemed even more dumbfounded. He murmured to himself: "I don't want to sleep, why are I here? Where are I?"
At this time, the evil Buddha seemed to feel the appearance of this monk, and the singing of evil curses suddenly became louder and faster. For a while, the evil voices and strange words rushed back and forth, deafening!
Seventeen Garudas bowed their heads, and the evil Buddha cast a mantra. They worshiped devoutly without making any move. Even the fierce attacks of Yanghuo and flying swords came upon them, and they gritted their teeth and endured it.
The white-faced monk's face was still dull, but his eyes finally shone with a glimmer of light, and his brows furrowed slightly. He didn't like the evil Buddha's mantra singing.
After listening for another moment, the white-faced monk became more and more impatient. He closed his eyes slightly and lowered his head, as if he was going to cast spells and practice magic to compare with the evil Buddha. But immediately he raised his head again, as if he had thought of a major key.
, with a silly smile on his face: "Don't worry, I was awakened by this evil singing, and I came here to break this evil curse."
He happily figured out a big thing, but then confusion appeared on his face again, and he whispered again: "You don't remember how to break his curse?"
Inexplicable shadows, inexplicable monks.
The monk was minding his own business, but the evil Buddha's mantra was chanting faster and faster, and he might finish singing it at any time. By then, a fierce spell would have taken shape, and it was hard to say whether Su Jing would survive.
"Don't worry, he still has 107 words to finish the curse. Let me think about it." The monk suddenly looked at the 'Eight Su Jing' in the sword prison and comforted him softly.
The monk's memory was so bad that he had even forgotten all his own mantras. How could he know what mantras the evil Buddha was casting?
He didn't know the evil Buddha's mantra. But he just knew that there were still one hundred and seven words to recite before the evil Buddha's mantra could be considered complete and complete.
More than a hundred words may sound like a lot, but how much time does it take to put them into your mouth? Not to mention that the evil Buddha had already accelerated his speaking speed and was trying his best to break the curse.
Soon, the monk himself could no longer wait any longer. He frowned, sighed, and murmured, "I can't remember."
Raise your arms, flat ends, and place your palms together in front of you.
Just like this, in front of Su Jing's eyes, thousands of golden lights suddenly appeared!
The monk was stupid, the monk was godless, and the monk could not remember a single mantra. But the moment he put his hands together, the light of Buddha suddenly burst out of the dark sword prison! Su Jing even felt that a powerful light came from the sky and shone through his spiritual head.
Cover, it shines through my hair, skin, bones and blood
The magical light penetrates all things and falls straight into Tianwu Sword Prison.
Just because, monks put their hands together!
The monk is still stupid, but that's just an expression, just a surface. Not to mention that he just forgot, what if he really has no intelligence? From the 18th level of hell to the 99th level, it spans tens of millions of years
, traveling through thousands of miles, all living things, no matter insects, flowers, grass, or evil spirits, as long as there is a Buddha sitting in the heart, he himself is the real Buddha!
If a monk has Buddha in his heart, it doesn't matter even if he forgets the heaven, earth, earth, and the universe!
He put his hands together and opened his mouth. The monk's tone was dry and his voice was low: "Nawu"
The word "monk" is just two words. The evil Buddha's mantra is sung suddenly and hoarsely by thunder and fire.
But the evil Buddha was willing to stop. Even though he was hoarse and struggling, he continued to recite the mantra. At this moment, he only had seventeen words left before he finished the mantra.
Seventeen words, just breathing skills!
"Amitabha" the white-faced monk continued to recite, his voice was very slow. Even an old lady who had never been to a city in her life, and even a naked kid who had never gone to a private school could recite "Namo Amitabha" in the ancient skyscraper temple.
The great monk who has been practicing Buddhism for countless years has to think hard about his memories before he can chant and sing.
The evil Buddha recited the mantra much faster than the monk. One word for the monk was enough for the evil Buddha to recite five or six words.
When the white-faced monk barely remembered and recited the three words "Amitabha", the evil Buddha was just one last chant away from completing his evil mantra. He just missed the last word and couldn't recite it!
The Evil Buddha on the high platform of the 'Shatianmo' Palace felt a suffocation coming from nowhere, blocking his chest and lungs, and the last word was just the last word.
The suffocating air swells, almost bursting the heart and lungs, and the pain is inexhaustible and irresistible.
With a loud roar of 'ah', the evil Buddha cried out in pain!
The evil curse was broken, and the last word was choked in the throat, and the evil Buddha failed. Immediately, there was a muffled sound of "bang" in his mouth, and it exploded inexplicably!
The evil curse was interrupted, and the evil Buddha also suffered from the backlash. His teeth were full of teeth, and a small piece of the tip of his tongue and half of his cheek were shattered. Puss and blood spattered everywhere, and the fishy stench filled the air.
The pus and blood in the evil Buddha's mouth flew everywhere, and the five evil bodhisattvas under his command and more than a hundred evil arhats swarmed up, hurriedly jumped down from the altar, and rushed to lick up the blood. It was the spiritual blood of 'my Buddha'. Eat a little bit.
You will be able to make great progress in your cultivation!
In the Tianwu Sword Prison, there was a sudden silence. The evil Buddha's spell was broken, but the demented monk held his head high, frowned, and turned his eyes vigorously, muttering in his mouth, repeating "Namo Amitabha" in a low voice.
"Namo Amitabha", a six-character homage to the Buddha, he could only remember the first five characters, but could not remember the last one.
"Buddha." Eight Su Jings reminded in unison.
The monk shook his head, not displeased, but not polite: "Don't say anything, I'm thinking about something."
Su Jing didn't know whether to be surprised, laugh or confused. The demented monk's recitation was not a mantra, not a verse, but the most common "Nan Buddha" that could be asked everywhere in the Middle-earth world. But he just chanted "Nan Buddha"
', even before the whole sentence was recited, the last and final word was not uttered, and the evil Buddha's fierce curse was broken!
Who is he? There are actually monks stationed in the skyscraper temple?
Before Su Jing could speak, the evil Buddha's voice suddenly sounded in the sword prison again. His tone was ferocious, but because of his broken teeth, broken tongue and broken cheeks, it seemed ridiculous that he couldn't say it: "You're not dead yet?!"
The monk really couldn't remember the last word, so he simply didn't think about it. He released his clasped hands and answered softly: "Are you stupid? I'm here, of course I'm not dead."
"Kill!" It's time for Garuda's spell to invite the evil Buddha to speak. The evil Buddha seizes the last moment and delivers the order to kill.
Upon hearing the order, the Seventeenth Garuda moved, its wings spread fiercely, its eagle claws flashed with cold light, and flew towards the white-faced monk. How could Su Jing watch the show idlely? When his mind tightened, the sun fire and the swords danced more urgently, and the black prison
In the blink of an eye, everything was in chaos again.
The monk seemed to have only really noticed the situation around him now, and he was slightly confused: "Evil things? Where did they come from?" He yawned again, then slowly bent down, with his fingers spread wide, and pointed toward the ground of the dark hell.
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Between the fingertips and the ground, golden light gurgled out, like a stream illuminated and dyed by the sun, flowing happily, blending into Su Jing's sun fire without any hindrance.
Ten fingers are ten ‘streams’.
And when the sun fire integrated with the monk's Zen light burned the seventeen monsters, the screams suddenly became extremely shrill, and all the seventeen Garudas that had just been snatched fell to the ground, and their huge bodies
Rolling back and forth, arms fluttering wildly, wings flapping wildly, claws kicking wildly, I want to fly again but I can't even stand up, so what else do I want to fly!
Su Jing is overjoyed!
The practice of the monk in the Motian Temple is the nemesis of the evil Buddha's teachings in the Motian Temple. With his help, Su Jing's hope of conquering the seventeen sinners again will greatly increase!
The true Zen of true release suppresses evil methods; the golden crow and Yang fire retrain sinners. The seventeenth Garuda has only the strength to roll and wail, and there is no room for struggle and counterattack.
Su Jing was in high spirits, with a natural smile on his face.
The three corpses, Xiang Liu and Qi Donglai gathered at the door of the Zen room and watched. When they saw Su Jing smiling, they felt relieved.
Qi Donglai patted his chest with his hand and exhaled for a long time. The bearded man acted like a little lady would do after being frightened. It was really disgusting!
Xiang Liu had no idea. Qi Dong came and his tone became much more relaxed: "It doesn't seem like a bad thing."
Suddenly, sixteen people stood in the gap between the people. They obviously had no eyes, and they followed the others and looked into the room. When Xiao Xiangliu opened his mouth, he immediately nodded in agreement -
The leader has been updated, and Chen Xiaosheng has become the 19th leader of Shengxie. Thank you very much ^_^ (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)