Chapter 921 Ananda’s Pure Land
Duan Rui's mind was almost completely blank. The encounter he had never had before and could not imagine gave the Baique Demon, who had been able to stop crying at night in recent years, a familiar and strange feeling of weakness, just like when he was young and faced the "Crazy Sword" "Su Meng couldn't be beaten no matter what, and he couldn't get rid of him. It wasn't until the magician took action that he managed to escape.
Just now, in front of us were the "brocade Sanren" Shao Changge and the descendant of Huanxi Bodhisattva Ying Ning. It was a vast green sea with wind-blown grass and cattle and sheep. Now it is a gray-robed monk, a sickly young man and a sword-wielding fairy. It is a great river flowing eastward. Is it an iron cable across the water, going to the north and south, and in an instant, he has changed the world?
On the grassland, Shao Changge and Ying Ning stood blankly, their eyes wide open, looking at the place where Duan Rui disappeared, their mouths opened little by little, but no sound came out.
What just happened?
A hand suddenly appeared in the void and snatched away the Baique Demon. As it floated, its breath was slightly revealed, and the scene opposite seemed vaguely familiar, making people inexplicably familiar!
After a few breaths, Shao Changge's pupils shrank suddenly and he shouted:
"Crazy knife!"
"Crazy Sword" Su Meng!
I will never admit this familiar aura. Although I have never seen the Crazy Knife, my lady has collected a Thunder Knife, which she calls "Evil Tribulation". She often plays with it, and it was not destroyed until she returned from the Nine Heavens. This knife The original owner was Su Meng. His breath remained on the sword and never faded. He felt it from time to time!
And Yingning almost whispered: "Jiangdong."
It felt like the scenery was definitely from Kodong. I was born in Kodong and practiced in Kodong after my enlightenment. There was no way I could admit my mistake!
The two spoke almost at the same time, then glanced at each other subconsciously, synthesized each other's words, and came to a frightening conclusion:
Kuang Dao was far away from the east of the Yangtze River, so he took action from afar and directly captured Duan Rui, the "Hundred Deficiency Demon"!
In today's world, except the omnipresent Su Wuming, who can do it?
Is this a ubiquitous legendary feature, or is it something special?
What state has "Crazy Sword" reached?
The two were scared out of their wits and fled in a hurry, flying to the place where Changshengtian returned, just like the fledgling young knights seeking the blessing of their teacher after encountering setbacks.
After blanking, Duan Rui's mind was filled with countless thoughts, and he quickly recognized the "Calculation of the Common People" Prince Wang and the "Sword of the Supreme Being" Jiang Zhiwei. Then, he found that the gray-robed monk in front of him looked very familiar, as if he had been there before. Where have I seen it.
Ignoring the deep dead temperament and the withered and tired appearance, this is a rather outstanding face, with thick black eyebrows but not messy, and eyes that seem to attract people's attention...
Suddenly, a realization emerged in Duan Rui's mind:
"Crazy Sword" Su Meng!
The "Crazy Sword" Su Meng, who has dominated the world for more than ten years and remains arrogant even in desperate situations, is an unchanging shadow in his heart!
"This is Jiangdong. He took action across half of the Jin Dynasty, the entire Northern Zhou Dynasty and half of the grassland to capture me..." The previous knowledge and the current understanding made Duan Rui's body tremble uncontrollably, and his hands It seemed as if my legs could barely support me.
The violent and ferocious energy flashed through, and was immediately crushed by extreme fear. Duan Rui was not restrained, but he did not dare to resist or escape.
Wang Siyuan leaned back slightly, raised his head, and whispered to himself, as if sighing:
"The cause of all effects..."
Yuanshi Tianzun!
Jiang Zhiwei's eyes shone with interest.
"In the past, I was soft-hearted. I pitied you for having two souls and being unable to control yourself. You committed all kinds of mistakes, and there was still room for turning back. I never eliminated the evil with my own hands." Meng Qi looked at Duan Rui and spoke slowly, "In the past ten years "I don't know how many people died in vain because of this. A single thought of kindness satisfied myself, but let others suffer. It was my fault, and now is the time to atone for my sins."
With a thud, Duan Rui's heartbeat accelerated twice, and his whole body gradually became cold. The approach of death made him extremely frightened. What flashed in his mind were the mutilated corpses. These were the souls of his own men. Today, Are you going to follow in their footsteps?
Poof, Duan Rui suddenly fell to his knees and wailed: "Senior, spare your life, no, Master, spare your life, Yuan Jing is weak and the child is young, they can't lose me, you, just abolish my martial arts, don't, don't kill me, Let me stay alive and take care of them.”
Meng Qi looked at him with indifferent eyes, like a real Buddhist monk: "When you killed innocent people, did you ever soften your heart because of their begging for mercy?"
With a bang, the fear in Duan Rui's heart exploded. Black gas came out of his eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and other apertures. His body was suddenly torn into pieces. The air was full of broken limbs and arms, and blood and filth filled his nostrils.
He resorted to secret techniques and tried to escape.
A sword light lit up, and soon divided into countless filaments, forming a net, covering the black energy, severed limbs, etc., shrinking into a ball of light.
Blood squirmed in the light ball, and Duan Rui appeared again.
Jiang Zhiwei saw that Meng Qi didn't take action. She looked thoughtfully at the wound on his chest that had not yet recovered. She unsheathed her sword and restrained Duan Rui in an understatement.
At this time, Wang Siyuan coughed twice, smiled slightly and said, "You actually still have a glimmer of hope."
Um? Duan Rui was desperate and desperately grasped the last straw.
"As long as you help us open the stone door in the back mountain of Shaolin, we will only abolish your martial arts, destroy your foundation, suppress you under the stupa of the back mountain of Shaolin to think about your mistakes, and you can see your wife and children every year." Wang Siyuan said the harsh conditions, but With the previous death as a comparison, Duan Rui accepted it without hesitation.
Meng Qi didn't say anything, nor did he acknowledge Wang Siyuan's words.
Wang Siyuan sent a message saying: "The demonic skills he practiced were obtained by practicing the "Yi Jin Jing" backwards. It is very weird and has deep-rooted malice. If he does not have the power to suppress it and cannot vent it, he will go crazy to death within seven days. ”
This is the conclusion drawn from the failed death row prisoners.
Jiang Zhiwei shook her head and laughed: "A charlatan is a charlatan. He can trick people into joining the game without telling lies."
With the light of escape rising, several people went straight to Shaolin.
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This time, Wang Siyuan did not try to hide Shaolin, but came openly.
In the main hall, there were many eminent monks.
"Master..." Meng Qi bowed to Xuanbei, without saying much, just called Master, the lingering sound seemed to be choking.
Xuanbei, wearing a yellow monk's robe and a red cassock, looked at Mengqi with a kind expression, quite emotional, and sighed: "It is said that nephews are like uncles, and it is true."
He stood out of the line, turned around and bowed to Wusi who was holding a nine-ring staff: "Namo Amitabha, Abbot, leave the matter of Ananda Pure Land in the back mountain to me."
Wusi did not object, just chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice.
Without hiding, several people soon arrived at the stone gate.
The glass on the door was shining, and the Zen was profound. The eight words "Loyalty, kindness, and benevolence, do not enter this door" were as pure as Bodhi and as solid as diamond.
"Open the door." Wang Siyuan ordered Duan Rui.
Jiang Zhiwei flicked the hilt of the sword, and a trace of sword light burst out from Duan Rui's body, allowing him to restore his skills.
Duan Rui's eyes became dark, his breath was evil and filthy, his expression was twisted and hideous, and his right hand stretched out, turning into a dark devil's claw, and slapped the stone door fiercely.
When the black air poured in silently, Wang Siyuan's right hand suddenly appeared in black and white, condensed into an illusory Luoshu, and pushed forward.
The Buddha's seal on the stone door did not change, and the glass remained the same, but it itself strangely moved backwards and slowly opened, as if something was responding from afar.
Behind the door was the same as what Meng Qi saw in the fragment of the universe light. There was no sun, no moon, no breath, no wind, no clouds, and no mountains. There was only the dark earth, dark red blood everywhere, and dense broken arms and limbs.
Xuan Bei chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and the image of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva appeared behind him, using the Sutra of Soul-Saving to eliminate all kinds of obsessions and evil intentions.
Wang Siyuan restrained Duan Rui again, worried that there was still a place in Ananda Pure Land where his magic skills could be used.
With the current realm and strength of several people, they arrived at the foot of the seven-layered Mount Xumi smoothly without any trouble. At a glance, the formations such as "Broken Purity", "Falling into the Red Dust", and "Touching Cause and Effect" were completely destroyed. If it was not done by Han Guang, it was the result of Meng Qi and Wang Siyuan.
It is impossible to fly here. Even if the formation does not exist, Meng Qi and others have to walk along the mountain road. Xuan Bei walked side by side with him and suddenly said, "When my master caused the Tang family to be wiped out, he also felt guilty and blamed himself. He did not regret helping the injustice, but hated that he did not do it well enough and was not secretive enough. If the enemy was not still in the world, he might have lost all hope and ended his life. Fortunately, the crying old man is still alive. The hatred and deep pain in his heart support my master to go on. Although he knows that this is not in line with Buddhism, he dare not forget it." "It is also because of this that you killed the crying old man, so that my master's hatred was avenged and he was no longer troubled by it day and night. Finally, he had a great enlightenment. Today, my master has only one wish, which is to master the mystery of life and death one day, revive his family, and give them a peaceful and happy life." He said this not to express himself, but to tell Meng Qi that if he held on, he would always get out. If he couldn't hold on, then find a goal to hold on, such as hatred! For example, the hope of resurrection! Meng Qi turned his head and looked at his master. There seemed to be a flash of fire in his eyes, but he calmed down and said in a low voice: "Disciple understands."
At this time, several people passed through the first six layers of the destroyed formation and saw the seventh layer and the peak of the mountain.
There are deep pits and cracks everywhere here, full of signs of destruction. It seems that it has experienced a war in the distant past. If it were not for the destruction of the pure land and the collapse of the mountain, it would have ceased to exist long ago.
Naturally, there is no trace of the formation on the seventh layer.
Meng Qi, Xuan Bei, Jiang Zhiwei and Wang Siyuan walked forward slowly and carefully. Suddenly, a sigh sounded in the destruction scene:
"If the heart is not calm and the emotions are not peaceful, it will be reincarnated in the mortal world again. If you break the precepts and receive the precepts, how can you see the Tathagata?"
The voice is sad and eternal.