Chapter 543: Determining the future
In the Shaolin Temple, the Main Hall, many Shaolin chiefs and elders wearing yellow monk robes and red cassocks stand.
Kongwen, with eyebrows as white as snow and a long face, held a nine-ringed tin staff, looked up to the west, and sighed: "Amitabha, Tanhan, another Buddha's light appears in the world. The inheritance of the Buddha cannot fall into the hands of the left. I can only walk in the world of mortals again."
His face was covered with light gold, his aura was restrained, and he looked ordinary. He looked around and said, "Wusi, please invite Junior Brother Kong Hui to enter the relic pagoda on the back mountain and guard the 'Ananda Sword'."
He was said to be a guard, but in reality, Kong Hui, who was guarding the Sutra Pavilion, was in charge of the magic weapon to suppress the sect.
Wu Si is the head of the Bodhi Courtyard, shaped like a dead tree, with all his beard and hair falling off: "Master, the overall outline of the Divine Palm is of great importance and cannot be taken lightly. Please also bring your divine weapons to avoid being taken advantage of by the Great Asura and others."
Kong Wen smiled and shook his head: "If you gain my fate, if you lose my life, there is no need to put the mountain gate in danger. Wang's mind is unpredictable, so you should be more careful."
During the conversation, he seemed to be quite confident in the upcoming battle of Dharmakaya. He was worthy of being ranked third on the Heavenly List. He had once sealed or killed an expert of Dharmakaya!
"Amitabha, I will obey my master's instructions." Wusi Jiankongwen made up his mind and did not persuade him again.
Kongwen whispered the Buddha's name: "It is useless to have too many people in this matter. Junior brother Kongjian and nephew Wujing, please follow me for a while."
Although he only named two people, they had more than 20% of the combat power of Shaolin's top brass!
Not to mention Kong Wen, the dharma body, Shaolin ranks among the top three in the world in terms of number of masters among the top forces. Outsiders estimate that there are at least seven!
Among them, there are six that are well-known to the world: Kong Hui in the Sutra Pavilion, Kong Jian in the Bodhi Court, Wu Si in the Bodhi Court, Wu Jing in the Discipline Court, Bodhidharma Lao Wuwu, Bodhi Pavilion Lao Xuanbei, and others. It is suspected that there is an eminent monk of Kongzi generation who has been practicing meditation facing the wall for a long time.
And Kong Jian is the pinnacle of the exterior scene, Wu Jing also has the eighth level of heaven, better than ordinary masters, Kong Wen is obviously more expensive in terms of military skills and finesse!
"Amitabha, Master Wujing is the head of the Discipline Hall. It is related to the purity of this temple, so he should stay in the temple. Master, let your disciples accompany you." Xuanbei stood up.
He was told by Kong Wen personally, so he took the initiative to ask for it.
However, the logic is correct. As the first seat of the Discipline Academy, it should obviously remain in the temple unless there is no one to send it.
Kong Wen waved his hand: "You have regrets at the entrance and your foundation is unstable. You need to do more retreat to find a chance of nirvana and rebirth. Wu Si will help Junior Brother Kong Hui to preside over the affairs of the temple. The other chief elders are not as good as Junior Nephew Wu Jing. Haha, the commandment is in the heart but not in the person, it doesn’t matter whether there is a leader or not.”
He made his decision, and Xuanbei could only accept it.
"It will be some time before the divine palm is born. Let's move over slowly to observe its changes first and avoid human control." Kong Wen glanced at the first space of the Bodhidharma Academy and the first room of the Discipline Academy.
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In a certain ancient tomb full of gloomy silence.
A man surrounded by a bloody fog of death stood respectfully in front of a huge coffin.
This coffin is two feet long and wide enough for a person. It is dark in color and looks extremely heavy. It is covered with patterns of the underworld and the underworld.
A green lamp is placed at one end of the coffin. The lamp body is old and mottled. The flames are like beans and the green is scary.
"Sect Master, the target is out." The man surrounded by the blood-yellow death mist said respectfully.
An indifferent, majestic, deep and hoarse voice came from inside the coffin: "Act as planned."
There seemed to be the sound of gurgling water in the words.
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There is a hint of weariness between the eyebrows of "Ten Sweethearts", which arouses curiosity and pity, and has a unique charm.
He looked at Jiang Zhiwei's hand holding the sword, and a sincere smile appeared in his exhaustion: "The girl's hands are white and strong, and they are delicate and delicate. Looking at the hands is like looking at people, and the same is true for girls. Why not join the joy with the poor monk?" Zen, enjoy the ultimate happiness in the world, and realize the supreme way?"
His voice is full of magnetism, and he speaks softly and eloquently, making people feel like they are soaking in a hot spring. They feel indescribable comfort and relaxation, and their thoughts are a little dazed.
Jiang Zhiwei felt the same way, but soon realized that he was still far behind Xuannv's "mundane fairyland"!
"Ten Hearts" saw Jiang Zhiwei standing blankly in the air, as if captured by his own mesmerizing Zen sound, the smile on his face became brighter, and he flew over, still saying: "Talents are divided into yin and yang, people are divided into male and female..."
After seeing "Ten Hearts Sweethearts", Xue Lengzhao felt like he was under a restraining spell. His whole body was trembling, and all his strength seemed to have disappeared. He couldn't escape even if he wanted to. At this time, he heard the magic voice of Ten Hearts Sweethearts and saw Jiang Zhiwei's stunned expression. She couldn't help but speak and tried to wake her up, but her ten sweethearts seemed to have realized it early and looked back at her.
His eyes were indifferent, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he seemed to be smiling. Xue Lengzhao suddenly lost the strength to speak. The person in front of him seemed to be his own master, the master of his own joy and pain. He couldn't resist, and he didn't want to resist!
It was a huge shadow, and I couldn't get out no matter how I walked!
At this moment, a sword light lit up, and the sky was completely dark. It seemed that all the light had been absorbed. Except for this, there was nothing in the world, no self and no other!
Even the common abnormal phenomena such as vertical and horizontal sword aura and the sympathetic sword aura all around are not there!
There is only purity, there is only brilliance, there is only intention before the sword is drawn!
The Master of Ten Hearts only felt a stinging pain between his brows, his soul was frightened, and when he wanted to raise his hand, it became too slow, and he watched helplessly as the sword light came towards him!
Oops, I fell into a trap!
The sword comes out without me!
He couldn't care about anything else, and the acupoints all over his body suddenly opened, and the light of colored glaze came out, mixed with a little pink, and a ferocious-looking golden Buddha statue appeared behind him!
This almost physical statue of Buddha sits cross-legged and holds a woman with open arms.
This woman's skin is as good as snow, her figure is concave and convex. Her appearance is extremely beautiful, but she is always changing and in an illusory state. She is sitting astride the Buddha's lap, facing each other and having intercourse.
Only by harvesting a sufficient quantity or quality of women can she be solidified, intertwined with the Dharma principles, and step onto the second level of the ladder!
As soon as the Buddha statue appeared, his eyes immediately opened, clear and clear, and he changed his sexual posture, clasping his hands behind the woman's back.
Joy and desire are empty, sinking is empty, all natures are empty!
The hands of the ten sweethearts then raised up and clasped their hands in front of their faces!
Everything was in vain, the pure sword light disappeared, and the sword was held just right by the hands of the Ten Sweethearts!
Suddenly, the sword light spurted out, and sword marks appeared on the palms of the golden Buddha statue. The Ten Hearts Sweetheart flew out, avoiding subsequent attacks.
Facing Jiang Zhiwei's long-awaited "Sword Out of Selflessness", despite his overwhelming level, he still suffered a loss.
is her!
It’s the Absolute Sword Fairy!
Thinking of the rumored stunning appearance and the opponent's strength, the anger of the ten sweethearts all turned into desire, burning with joy and energy!
Others have no harvest of their own. They all went to the place where the Buddha's light rises. It will take a while before they can return. No strong person here can stop him!
Su Wuming is indeed scary, but he has nothing to worry about. He has been hunted down by strong men from the Snow Mountain Sect and other forces all year round. He is not a dharma body and can transmit power through the air. What does he have to be afraid of?
At worst, if he succeeds and hides in the vast sea or the secret land of the God Burial Desert, can Su Wuming still keep guard?
This is the difference between the people in the Nine Paths of Evil and the strong men of the aristocratic family and court. They are even more lawless and unscrupulous!
But Sweetheart Ten Hearts was obviously affected by desire, otherwise the abbot of Huanxi Temple would not deliberately provoke someone like Su Wuming, who has a promising Dharma body!
Jiang Zhiwei failed to succeed with her sword, so she attacked again without any hesitation. She raised her sword light high and struck across the sea. The surrounding sword intent was filled, and the air flow separated. It seemed impossible to resist!
The ferocious golden Buddha statue behind the Ten Hearts Goddess changed its posture again, and slapped out a palm, touching the Ten Hearts Goddess's right hand.
This palm was unremarkable, with no other abnormalities. Only the true energy turned into the same big golden hand in front, but its five fingers changed like a swimming fish, with some indescribable weirdness, and it penetrated Jiang Zhiwei in just one breath. His sword struck her chest.
Everything is covered!
The famous secret skill of Huanxi Temple!
With one successful move, the desire in the hearts of the ten sweethearts became more intense. The palm movements were ethereal and endlessly changing, leaving Jiang Zhiwei unable to defend and die together.
Suddenly, Jiang Zhiwei's sword light turned back and waved downwards in front of him for no reason, as if it was blocking something.
The heavy palm movements disappeared, without any changes, revealing a big golden hand, which was slapped forward without any fancy, and was naturally blocked by the long sword.
when! Jiang Zhiwei and her ten sweethearts flew out at the same time.
How could it be possible to block my all-pervasive power so easily? The ten sweethearts were surprised, and suddenly remembered a sword technique:
One of the nine killing moves in the "Tai Shang Sword Sutra", "Breaking the Future"!
When you see me, there is no me, no other, no before, no after, no present! The nine major killing moves are all derived from this!
As soon as this sword comes out, all changes will be eliminated and there will be no future!
It was originally used for offense, but Jiang Zhiwei used it for defense at this time, which was just right.
"Not long after she was promoted to location, she actually mastered the second Dharmakaya sword move?" Only then did Sweetheart Ten Hearts know how outstanding Jiang Zhiwei's talent in swordsmanship was, but the thought of such an outstanding woman surrendering to him made him even more horny!
Cut off all changes and eliminate the future, it doesn’t matter! I'll go head-to-head and use my level to overwhelm others!
Behind the Ten Heart Masters, the golden Buddha chanted Zen in a low voice, and lotus flowers appeared out of thin air. He raised his right palm and shot it again. There was not much change, but the power made the void feel like it was shaking!
Rejoice in the power of Buddha’s original vow!
when! Jiang Zhiwei used "Breaking the Future" to block the palm again, but her mouth and nose bled, and she obviously suffered internal injuries.
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After finalizing the details with Master Yunhe, Meng Qi calculated the time, walked to the door, pushed it, and found that the Senluo Wanxiang Door was motionless.
According to the agreed time, Jiang Zhiwei should take out the Wanxiang Gate from the mustard ring!
Could something happen outside?
Meng Qi's heart moved, and he glanced at Master Yunhe. The acupoints all over his body opened, golden crows mixed holes, stars and the sun and other virtual phenomena appeared inside, and then returned to the heavens. The heavens looked back on the past and condensed into chaos!
Naturally, he came to see Master Yunhe using his identity as Su Meng!
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when! when! when!
The sound of collisions between palms and swords resounded in the air, Jiang Zhiwei flew upside down repeatedly, and blood flowed out from all the seven orifices. It was very difficult for the ten sweethearts to defend against the power of the Dharma and a little blessing from the Dharma.
Seeing that there was no success, the Ten Heart Masters were worried about the return of the top master of Xijian Pavilion, so they secretly shook the void and sent a message to Xue Lengzhao: "Zhao'er, what are you doing standing still? Why don't you come to help this poor monk?"
Xue Lengzhao thought suddenly, shook his head subconsciously, and pointed his sword at the ten sweethearts.
While Master Ten Hearts was attacking with the "Power of Joyful Buddha's Original Vow", the spirit spread over and swept over her body.
Xue Lengzhao immediately felt numb and weak all over, and his mind was confused. When he saw the everlasting indifferent and heartless eyes of his ten sweethearts, he could no longer resist. He recalled all the happiness and pain in the past, turned around, and was about to flank Jiang Zhiwei.
Seeing this situation, Jiang Zhiwei stopped showing off, took out an object from the mustard seed ring, and threw it towards her ten sweethearts!
Sure enough, there is a secret treasure! The Ten Heart Masters were on guard for a long time. The sound of the Buddha's meditation became more and more obscene, the light spots entangled, and his arms became extremely thick. He slapped the object with the most powerful and powerful force!
Rectangular, engraved with many patterns, this, this is actually a door!
Although the Ten Hearts Sweethearts are well-informed, they have never seen anyone using a door as a secret treasure!
Could it be defensive in nature?
boom! The golden Buddha statue and the hand of the Ten Heart Goddess hit the door.
With a creak, the door opened, and the ten sweethearts felt that their palms were empty, and they all disappeared without a trace!
At this moment, he saw a sword light shining through, cutting through the darkness, cutting through the chaos, cutting through everything, and the world began from this!
What a terrible knife!
He was about to rejoice the Buddha's Dharma, but found that he seemed to be entangled in shackles and could not move.
how so?
how so!
The light of the sword came over the body, from head to toe, and the layers of light could not be stopped from shining. The eyes of the ten sweethearts widened, and they could not believe that there would be such a change!
Bang, the two corpses fell into the dust with their hot blood.
Xue Lengzhao was stunned on the spot, looking at the ten sweethearts on the ground that turned into two pieces, as if falling into a dream.
The horrible evil that he couldn't get rid of and didn't dare to get rid of died like this?
The terrible evil that kept him shrouded in shadow and had constant nightmares died like this?
The death was not spectacular at all, it was difficult and tortuous...
She looked up and saw a long knife surrounded by cyan lightning. There were dots of blood on it, which quickly became black and scattered.
Looking further up, she saw a handsome and masculine young man. He was posing, rubbing his chin, looking suspiciously at the corpse below with his eyes still closed, and asked the woman opposite:
"Who is this monk? He feels quite strong."