Volume Five, The Pen of God, Chapter 125, Anyway, It's All Swords (Part 2)
No matter what kind of magical power you are, you can break it with one sword, not because those magical powers are too weak, but because the iron sword is too strong and is in opposition to the momentum. The iron sword can break the Dharma body of the Mingwang, and it can break the body. Ice and Fire! Chinese
Just as soon as he met, Qi Nian was injured. The three elders of the precepts beside him suddenly looked, and their thin chest suddenly rose high. I don’t know how many autumn winds I sucked. During my breathing, a series of extremely complex and difficult syllables followed the air.
The whistling sound was very terrifying.
Using this method, the elders of the Precepts finished reading that passage in a very short time. The passage was indeed difficult to understand because it was not an ordinary Buddhist scripture, but a mantra.
The practitioners have many methods, such as talismans and chanting. The powerful Buddha sect also have their own special abilities. The sutras and mantras are one of the most powerful ones. The sutras and mantras that the elders of the precepts at this time are even more in vain.
A wonderful method was developed by countless previous monks and masters in the temple after facing the wall and thinking hard.
The Great Sun Tathagata subdues the magic curse.
The most important thing that monks in front of the Hanging Temple need to consider is how to maintain this Buddha's country deep in the Western Wilderness. After the Buddha's Nirvana, if the evil demon with great supernatural powers really arrives, how should the Buddha sect deal with it?
If you say that the Buddha left a lot of legacy in this underground Buddha land, let alone the pear tree planted by the Buddha, the stubborn stones refined by the Buddha, just say that this Prajna Peak is the Buddha's legacy.
So we shouldn't worry, but unfortunately, the monks in the temple don't know how to use these to deal with the enemy.
Because of this, countless monks thought hard and finally found a way to use collective wisdom to use their power to make use of the power of the Buddha's kingdom. This method is similar to saying the Dharma, but the requirements for the caster are lower, as long as the caster is willing to give alms to his own
The lifespan of flesh and blood can borrow the infinite power left by the Buddha from the Buddha's kingdom.
This method is the sutra mantra, which is the Great Sun Tathagata's magic submission mantra, because this method is very cruel to the caster. It always exudes some unlucky bloody meaning, and once it is used, it will have great power.
Once the innocent is hurt, there is no possibility of recovery, so Xuankong Temple has always kept this method secretly in the Precepts Academy. Only the three elders of the Precepts Academy can practice, and only the head of the preaching can decide when to use it.
Jun Mo's sword art is shocking and terrifying. Now he is taking the serfs to shake the foundation of the Buddha's kingdom, so he is naturally the great evil demon who has been wary of countless generations of generations of Hanging Temple. When will he not use it again?
The Great Sun Tathagata's curse sounded.
The underground world suddenly felt aroused, the wind was howling in the fields, the rocks rolled uneasy, and the giant Prajna peak two hundred miles away seemed to be trembling slightly. The East Peak where the Hanging Temple Precepts Court was located was even more pine waves like anger, and the Yellow Temple shone brightly.
In an instant, a Buddha light rose from the East Peak towards the sky.
The Prajna Peak is transformed by the Buddha's body. The main hall on the top of the peak is the Buddha's head. The left hand palm is facing the sky in front of the body. It is the cliff where the pear tree is located. The right hand is one hand and there is another wonderful place, east and west.
The peak is the left and right shoulders of the Buddha's body, and the Buddha's light rises into the air. It's like there is something more on the Buddha's shoulders.
Vajra Demon Subduing Pestle.
The wind blows hard,
The Vajra Demon-Subduing Pestle, which was scattered with Buddha's light, flew from the East Peak to the field and hit Jun Mo's head.
This demon-subduing pestle has no specific shape, but the bright realm of Buddha's light is dozens of feet wide. Even if Jun Mo can avoid it, the thousands of serfs behind him will be killed by this pestle.
Jun Mo's face suddenly pale, with a clear roar, the monk's clothes floated around, and the iron sword floated in the air in front of him. He no longer held the sword with his left hand, but stretched out his right hand to hold the hilt of the sword!
His right arm was cut off by Liu Bai before Qingxia, leaving only an empty sleeve tube. He held the hilt of the sword with his right hand without a sleeve, and then rolled the sword with his sleeve, and the power of the iron sword suddenly increased!
There was a loud bang!
The iron sword and the Buddha's Vajra Demon-Subduing Pestle met over the meadow.
Although this Vajra Demon-Subduing Pestle was not cast by the Buddha himself, it was the third elder of the Precepts Academy who borrowed the power of the Buddha with the scriptures and mantras. The vajra seemed to have the power of the entire Buddha kingdom.
Jun Mo is known for his swordsmanship. After Liu Bai's death, he was the most undisputed person in the world. However, his swordsmanship was in his right hand throughout his life, so he had no hope of seeing the way of heaven after his arms were broken, and even his realm strength was It has dropped a lot, so he thought about coming to the Hangkong Temple to practice Buddhism, hoping to find another way.
In a whole year, he had never practiced Buddhism, so naturally he did not find the second path, but he went further and firmer on the original path. Who said that without a right hand, he could not enter with a sword. The way of heaven?
Whether it is the left-hand sword or the right-hand sword, it is all a sword anyway!
As long as his spirit is still there, he wants to hold the sword in his right hand, he can hold the sword in his right hand!
Jun Mo became a country with one sword, and even the Buddha's country would be broken!
The Buddha's light shook, and the vajra shattered! It turned into countless golden flowers and fell on the meadows and streams, as if it was more beautiful than the sand gold flowing out of the abandoned golden field.
The third elder of the Precepts Academy was retaliated against by the scriptures and mantras, and the divine seed suddenly faded and his face gradually faded.
It is naturally impossible for Jun Mo to kill the Buddha's pestle with an iron sword. He was shocked hundreds of feet like a flying stone. The weeds under his feet were shattered, the golden flowers were crushed flat, and blood oozed out of the corners of his lips.
The sweeps back finally stopped. He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and thought, and began to replies his mind to heal his wounds, regardless of the blood flowing from the corners of his lips, he ignored other things.
Thousands of serf warriors suddenly separated, then suddenly closed, surrounded him in the deepest part of the crowd, raised their weapons and stared at the enemy in the distance, with a vigilant and fierce expression, giving people a feeling that if someone wanted to kill Junmo at this time , Then first of all, all these serfs must be killed, and all of them must be left, and no one else can be left.
"Protect the Living Buddha!"
The serf soldiers shouted in a hoarse voice, cheering their companions for courage. Although they were a little uneasy, no one showed panic and quickly set up the camp in an orderly and orderly manner.
Qi Nian said nothing wrong.
Jun Mo was fighting against thousands of troops in front of Qingxia, which prevented the Xiling Temple coalition forces from taking a step forward. It was due to the terrain and the help of fellow students in the academy, and it was only seven days.
Now he has fought with the old, weak, sick and disabled serfs for a whole year. He has fought hard and has been exhausted. He has long been exhausted. I don’t know how many times the dangerous situation of exhausting his mind has occurred.
Today, he used an iron sword to break the spell of the Great Sun Tathagata who was the third elder of the Precepts Academy, and was also seriously injured. His mind power was urgently needed to be replied. Fortunately, he was very skilled in cooperation with the serf warriors, otherwise it would be really dangerous.
At this time, more than a hundred monks and soldiers were either dead or disabled in the field. The third elder of the Precepts Academy was cross-legged to regulate his breathing. If he wanted to forcibly break through the life-sacrificing defense of the serf soldiers, he could only kill Jun Mo.
Qi Nian glanced at the drop of red blood in the palm of his hand, and then looked at the people in tattered clothes in the distance. His emotions were so complicated that it was difficult for him to make a decision to fight.
The serfs' eyes were so angry and hatred. No one knew how terrifying they would burst out in combat effectiveness. What's more important is, can they defeat Jun Mo after being injured?
In front of Qingxia, Jun Mo was cut off by Liu Bai, and he sighed when he heard this because, including the head of the lecturer and the master of the worshipper, everyone believed that he would never have hope of reaching the way of heaven in this life.
In recent years, the so-called true life generation has begun to appear in the world of practice. In these unknowable places, a generation of geniuses appeared—the Demon Sect Walking in Tang, Taoist Walking in Ye Su, the Academy Master and the Second
Sir, there are naturally seven thoughts here, the Buddha Sect, who walks.
Liu Bai and Wang Shusheng were half a generation earlier than them, Ye Hongyu, Chen Pipi and Ning Que, Moshanshan, Tang Xiaotang and Longqing were half a generation later than them, so these people were called the True Life Generation, because
Their realm is the strongest, most promising, most vital and imaginative.
Among this generation, Li Mangrang, the strongest senior brother of the academy, is a recognized fact. In the battle against Tang Dynasty, the wonderful realm shown by this gentle scholar also proves this.
Below the senior brother, Jun Mo, Ye Su, Tang, and Qi Nian were four people walking side by side. No one knew who was stronger and who was a little slower. Until the battle in Qingxia, Jun Mo defeated Ye Su,
He became the strongest among the four, but he was immediately cut off by Liu Bai, and the position of the strong was difficult to maintain.
Qi Nian thought that he could defeat Junmo now. Today, it seems that this is not the case. In the long and arduous battles of the underground world this year, Junmo became much weaker because of the loss, but at the same time he also became
He became much stronger because his will was polished to become stronger, so powerful that it could even affect reality.
Seeing that Jun Mo's sword could not break the Ming King and then kill the Buddha's Vajra, Qi Nian knew that his realm had returned to at least 90% of his heyday. In terms of swordsmanship, it was even more exaggerated!
How did he do it?
Qi Nian was a little confused and hesitant. It was at this moment that he missed the best opportunity to take action. He saw that the crowds in the distance gradually separated, and Jun Mo held the iron sword in his hand and walked back.
The corners of his lips were still covered with blood and his face was still pale, but since he stood up again with the iron sword, it means that his short period of meditation had already returned enough mental power, at least he thought he could defeat the seven thoughts.
Qi Nian asked himself silently again: How did he do it?
The shock and confusion of the enemy are the source of confidence of the companions. The serf soldiers held up the bamboo spears and bone sticks in their hands, and looked at Jun Mo's figure, feeling as if they were looking at an invincible god.
"The master is mighty!"
"The Living Buddha's magic power is incomparable!"
Qi Nian listened to these words and thought of the serfs shouting to protect the living Buddha before, and suddenly laughed, looking at Jun Mo and sarcastically said: "If you want to destroy the Buddha, you must ultimately drive these foolish sinners in the name of the Buddha.
, don't you think this is ridiculous?"
Jun Mo raised the iron sword, and the fanatical shouts behind him stopped instantly.
He carried the iron sword behind him. Although the thousands of serfs were a little puzzled, none of them hesitated. They retreated back as quickly as possible and fled to the depths of the wilderness with those important supplies.
Qi Nian looked at the serfs who were quickly retreating like the tide of the sea, frowned slightly, a little puzzled.
Jun Mo said, "What's ridiculous?"
Qi Nian said, "If you are a Buddha, do you have to destroy yourself first?"
Jun Mo said, "I am the real Buddha, and your Buddha is the fake Buddha."
Qi Nian shouted: "The Buddha is ahead, how dare you speak so rudely!"
Jun Mo stretched out his iron sword and said, "If I were a Buddha, and the Buddha came to see me, he would only be a fake Buddha."
An elder of the precepts heard this and said angrily: "Today I will send you to see the Buddha!"
Jun Moli ignored this person and looked at Qi Nian and said, "Don't you understand yet?"
When Qi Nian thought of some possibility, her expression changed slightly and said, "What exactly do you want to do?"
Jun Mo said, "I will lead three thousand rebels to drive for seven hundred miles, just to ask you and these old monks to come."
Qi Nian stared into his eyes and said, "Then?"
Jun Mo said, "At this time, there are no more powerful people on the peak. As long as I pass you, I will meet with my senior brother on the cliff, kill the first seat first, and then kill the chessboard with one sword, okay?"
Qi Nian said with a pale face, "Your goal has always been that chessboard?"
Jun Mo said, "Of course, my junior brother is in the chessboard, how can I not save me?"
Qi Nian was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "Are you sure you can live with us?"
Jun Mo said, "I didn't know, because I couldn't determine how much I had recovered from. I killed the Ming King and broke the Buddha's pestle before, so I was sure that as long as I was not in the peak, you really couldn't stop me."
Qi Nian looked at him and said, "Do you know what is in that chessboard?"
Jun Mo looked at him and said, "I said before that even if the Buddha is in front of me, I will say that he is a fake Buddha."
Qi Nian said, "You want to see the Buddha?"
Jun Mo pointed to the Prajna Peak with his sword and said, "If the mountain does not come, I will go to the mountain. If the Buddha is in the mountain, if he does not come to see me, I will go to see him."
Qi Nian asked, "Even if you can see the Buddha, what can you do?"
Jun Mo said: "If you want to destroy this hell-like Buddha country, how can you kill the Buddha faster than killing the Buddha? Anyway, it's just a sword, so you have to try it."