After reciting a few verses, the shadow monk suddenly changed the subject: "Buddha has left. That's why I came late."
"The Buddha's true knowledge in the wormwood will always be exhausted. On the third day after I fell into the netherworld, this true knowledge finally ran out of oil and dried up. Before the Buddha dispersed, he appeared in golden form again and talked with me for a while."
"With a few words, I was enlightened, and the Buddha dispersed, but the monk vaguely tasted the taste of Bodhi..." The shadow monk smiled and told his experience in the netherworld. Others in the floating city, facing the black giant spirit, said this
But the words were told to the companions outside the city: "After that, I meditated for seven days and transformed the taste of Bodhi into wisdom in my heart. Then I got up and rushed to Suisui Mountain. As a result, I delayed the war here and arrived late. The monk was wrong."
Opposite the shadow monk, Mo Juling's expression changed. The monk was not reciting sutras, but the magic power in his voice was not reduced at all.
Talking casually also has the power of scriptures, and even the laws of heaven cannot do it. The Mo giant still needs to use the "cosmic tune" to amplify the demonic sound, but the monk speaks in plain words, and the scriptures are equivalent to it.
What he says is sutra; what he thinks is Dharma! What kind of state is this? Fortunately, the monk's power is limited now, I think it is because his cultivation is far from being restored. But the state is there, and the cultivation is restored
It's just a waste of time. In time, this monk will become a serious problem and must be killed in time...
Although Tianli is a formidable enemy, he is very knowledgeable and expected to be right.
Monk You appeared again 'before leaving'. This piece of true knowledge does not carry much memory, and there is no way to quote scriptures and scriptures to give enlightenment in a long way. But there is no need to talk too much. A piece of true Buddha's thinking is a piece of real light.
A wisp of real fragrance, bright in the eyes, fragrant and quiet in the heart! The monk sent 'him' on his last journey, and you can feel and appreciate this Buddha light and Zen fragrance, which is far better than thousands of broken scriptures!
The monk's memory has not yet been restored, but he has regained clarity in his heart.
In terms of ability, the shadow monk is indeed inferior to the blind monk, the innocent saint, and the master of the sword domain. But this does not mean that his ability is not good. On the contrary, when the blind monk left, it was the shadow monk who supported him.
He raised up the skyscrapers and ancient temples, and held the Buddha's light to warm the world. He once allowed thousands of families to have Buddhas and benefited the world! In the evil temple in the West Sea, even the remnant soul man who killed the immortals said: When you were in your heyday, I
The only chance of survival is to kneel down and beg for mercy, begging you to be soft-hearted.
Restoring the clarity of the heart, for other monks, is just a stronger state of mind and a smarter mind, but for the shadow monk, it is like seeing the Buddha with flowers blooming and raising his hands to the sky.
In the past, he was just a dazed monk with good cultivation. Now he is a venerable person walking in the world.
The light of the past is so bright that it will not pay attention to the confused monk, but will soon reunite with the venerable human beings. The monk has found his way back. The only thing left is: time.
Suddenly, the song of Tianli surged, urging the demonic sound with all its strength. I hope to kill the monk today.
The monk's Yuanxiu is not enough, and the power of his Zen sound is similar to that of the possessed Jin Ling who laughs wildly. If the two of them join forces, Mo Jiling is still sure of victory. The time will drag on a little longer, but he is still sure that he will arrive at the moment of return.
Kill all the powerful enemies ahead.
The song was desolate and vast, echoing endlessly in the Mute Heavenly Capital. The invisible demonic sound began to attack fiercely.
After the monk finished talking about the matter, he began to recite sutras again. Gossip can also have the power of sutras, but the monk was dull and not good at talking. If he did not recite sutras, he could not think of anything else to talk about.
Monk Shadow's sutras had no tone or pause, and had a tone like boiled water. His voice was full of compassion. Compassion comes from the heart and has nothing to do with tone;
The witch's laughter and ringtone are impatient. They are always high-pitched and as fierce as a knife.
One is compassionate, the other is cruel, one is Su Jing's thirteenth soul, and the other is Su Jing's first wife. Gritting his teeth and bitterly, the Mo giant spirit... Another cup of tea passed, and the song of Tianli became louder and louder, regardless of the ringtone.
The sounds of laughter and mantras were firmly suppressed. The monk and the witch were still holding on, but they were already crumbling. At this moment, another voice suddenly broke into the floating city:
The sound is so slight that it is difficult for ordinary people's ears to catch it. Only masters with sufficient cultivation can hear it. Only those who have experienced the world and understand nature can recognize this sound: the sound of breaking ground, sprouting, and growing seeds.
The sound broke into the city, but it came from outside the city... In front of Su Jing, three feet away, a light bud emerged from the ground. The bud that appeared out of thin air grew extremely fast, pulled out stems, opened leaves, formed buds, and flowers bloomed.
, a breath of time before and after, a sunflower grew up.
The flowers are like plates, bright yellow sunflowers.
The flower blooms for a moment, the flower disc trembles slightly, and hundreds of flower seeds fall into the soil. The next breath, hundreds of buds grow, take shape, flowers bloom, and drop their seeds. One flower gives birth to hundreds of flowers, and so on, just one breath after another, just one short breath.
After practicing Kung Fu, with the place where Su Jing is sitting as the center, the vast sponge of flowers spreads out into the distance.
The sea of flowers spreads out on the battlefield. The flowers do not hurt anyone. They are just the most ordinary sunflowers. They only know how to grow and cannot do anything else. Kill the Yin soldiers and ignore them. If there are flowers growing around them, they will sweep them with a knife and chop them down.
piece.
But the toughness of life can actually be cut off by a sword? It is cut off, grows again, is uprooted, and new seeds fall into the soil, and the roots sprout again...
The sound of a flower growing and blooming is too small to be heard, but what about thousands of branches, ten thousand branches, tens of thousands of branches? When there are sunflowers spreading on every inch of the ground as far as the eye can see, when the sea of flowers are showing off together, then all of them
The growing sound of ropes has already spread throughout the world and swept through the floating city!
It seems to be ordinary life, but it is the ultimate meaning of the existence of all the great forces of heaven and earth, nature, gods and Buddhas. The sound of the sea of flowers is the sound of life, and the sound of life is the sound of the Golden Crow. It is the most straightforward and the most brilliant.
The sound is not a law but it is far superior to all kinds of magic.
The sound of life, the sound of growth, like a turbulent wave, invaded the capital of Mingmu, helping the witches and monks to fight against the cosmic tone of the ink giant! Su Jing hasn't woken up yet, but... he has already taken action?
Tianli's expression changed again.
To use such an ordinary sound of flowers blooming against the cosmic tone full of mysterious laws, to use ordinary 'life' to fight against the deep and vast universe, this is not a realm. It has nothing to do with cultivation, but a realm that is connected with the state of mind!
After a fierce battle, Tianli already knew that this group of sugar people would be difficult to deal with, but he still hadn't expected that maybe their strength was weak, but their state of mind was lofty, their wisdom was boundless, and they were practitioners of the world...
.evildoer!
The sound of Dharma was heavy. I don’t know when the decisive battle in the floating city started. The sounds of singing, bells, laughter, sutras, and flowers all changed their appearance, lost their form and substance, turned into the cry of the wind, and turned into the thunder of the gods.
The sound of heaven stirred up the wind and clouds in all directions. The billowing black air and golden light, Buddha light, blood color and rainbow light pressed heavily on the sky of the floating city, killing them into a mass.
Another cup of tea passed... The last cup of tea, the last cup of tea for Su Jing to enter the meditation practice. At the moment when the success was achieved, the sound of "Ling Tian" burst into the sky, the golden pill burst into the sky, and
The long black stick around him broke apart!
After the life of the bracelet is lost, the life of the stick is also lost.
The golden pills flew into the sky, collapsed and dispersed, forming a line, from east to west, starting from the eastern horizon and ending at the end of the western horizon, one after another, the scorching sun bloomed!
Even in the midst of a fierce battle, the three corpses did not delay in raising their heads to count the suns: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight...nine! Nine suns?!"
Five days later. Shouldn't it be the seventh day? How could there be two more lamps, and how could it jump directly to the ninth day?
Across the sky, nine suns reach the sky!
A blazing fire shot into the sky, and Su Jing flew out of the gate and flew into the capital of silence.
It was also at the moment when Su Jing broke through the barrier that Tianli suddenly shouted: "Stop!" His singing stopped abruptly, and a mouthful of ink-like blood spurted out, and then his giant palm fell, making a loud noise with the monk... ink.
The giant thought he was sure of victory, but he didn't expect 'those flowers'.
The witch and the monk occupy the two poles of 'fierce and kind'. It is difficult to deal with the complementary sound and law, and the universe ruthlessly suppresses all laws, so the law of heaven will win.
But the flowers bloomed and the fate message came, completely changing the appearance of the battle:
In terms of cultivation, the laws of nature are far superior and there is no reason for defeat; but in terms of the true meaning in the sound, Mo Jiling's cosmic tune was realized by him after observing the stars and traveling around the stars. The sounds of those flowers blooming are genuine,
The true sound of destiny. This is the battle of the true nature of the mysteries. The singing is powerful but it is 'fake', and the flowers are fragile but it is 'real'. A true sound enters the floating city. The fierce battle immediately drags into a stalemate of entanglement and tug-of-war.
It wouldn't matter if it was just a stalemate, but what really shocked Tianli was: Su Jing jumped up and came to kill him... Even if he got out of seclusion, he should still be in charge of the flower formation. He rushed up, but the sound of the flowers did not decrease at all.
?That is to say, there is another person who is in charge of the sound of the sea of flowers.
This account couldn't be easier to settle: Tianli himself was dragged into the battle between sound and magic. Su Jing jumped up and directly smashed the Babel Tower behind him, destroying the formation. If the formation was broken, Mo Juling, who was the leader of the formation, would definitely
Suffering a backlash... Heavenly Law immediately made an immediate decision, collected the sound of the Dharma, and used the vicious method to directly destroy it!
Being forced to forcibly collect the sound of the law is not much different from that of the sound of the law being destroyed. Tianli was immediately injured. The injury was not minor, but compared to the backlash of the large formation, it was almost negligible. Which end was lighter and which was heavier?
The giant ink distinguishes it very clearly.
Tianli stopped speaking, and two women in the sky and on the ground fell to the ground at the same time...
On the floating city, she didn't listen and fell to the ground. She was knocked down. The shadow monk took action and tapped her on the back of her mind. Without listening to the prayer, the little thief burst out of power in a frenzy and killed twenty evil gods and two celestial beings.
, breaking into the spirit with a palm and then fighting with the magic sound, it has already exceeded the limit that Bu Ting can bear. The life of the spirit robe obtained from Li Shanku has been damaged, and she will definitely die if she continues to hold on, so the monk hits her;
On the ground, a foot in front of the place where Su Jing had retreated, Yosaburo fell to the ground. She jumped out of the ground first and then fell. As she appeared, the boundless sea of flowers withered and withered.
It was not Su Jing who stirred up the sea of flowers, but her. She was originally a golden crow, and who else could understand the true meaning of life better than her. It was all thanks to her timely action, and the monk did not listen to hold on until Su Jing woke up. The true nature of Hua Yin, dragged on
Living in heaven, but the true meaning is not everything in the battle, there is also a competition in cultivation, and Yang Saburo is far behind. He has barely persisted until now, and his true soul is already unstable. If Su Jingwan wakes up and drinks half a cup of tea, she is afraid
If so, your soul will be shattered.
The two women fell, and the black giant spirit attacked, covering the sky with its huge palms, and struck down!
The shadow monk first waved his hand to create a light golden cloud. The cloud package flew out of the city without hesitation. The monk did not leave. He stayed where he was and looked up at the overwhelming hands. Then the shadow monk opened his arms fiercely.
Standing, holding his head high, and spreading his arms, he stood with the Chinese character "大" (大) in the air. Regardless of this posture, the lion's roar in his mouth was completely inappropriate. It was neither a sutra nor a mantra. It was a sound full of piety, gratitude, and expectation.