Chapter 970 The Third Ming King Wheel

Chapter 970 The Third Ming King Wheel

It is September, which belongs to the third autumn. The mountains are red and the sky is high and the air is refreshing. It is a rare travel season.

Shaolin is the leader in martial arts in the world, and it is also a Buddhist Zen sect. It does not take the entire mountain range as its own, and prohibits firewood workers, hunters and herb collectors from entering and exiting. Therefore, there are often strong people in the back of the mountain capturing poisonous substances and practicing martial arts. There are also tourists on the front mountain from time to time. It is not until we pass the mid-mountain pavilion and approach the main courtyard that there are deacon monks patrolling and refusing to let other people go any further.

At this time, there was still some distance from the mid-mountain pavilion. Hutuktu heard the sound of birds chirping in his ears. Looking up, he could see the white mist in the valley, the evergreen trees, the large red maple leaves, and the red maple leaves beside him. Tourists come or return from time to time, everything is so leisurely, and the true beauty is reflected in the ordinary, so that he, who has the title of "Living Buddha", can't help but wander around, sighing at the meaning of impermanence, and enjoying the rare purity of the world. , comfortable and peaceful.

This feeling made him calm down, just like an ordinary old monk, like a tourist everywhere, ordinary, peaceful, contented, without any sense of Dharmakaya, so that no one recognized or discovered the man who was number one on the heavenly list in the past. "Living Buddha" Hutuktu came to Shaolin.

At this moment, in this state, Hutuktu finally had a sense of mellowness and perfection. This was a sense of internal and external clarity that forty years of retreat and healing could not give him. The opportunity seemed to be looming, An epiphany seems possible at any moment!

Step by step, Hutuktu's body and mind slowly improved. He was no different from a tourist. He could already foresee that he would reach the peak of perfection when he arrived at the main gate of Shaolin. For the lineage of esoteric Buddhism that emphasizes psychic powers, it is no longer possible. There is no better realization than this.

Because of this, when they met on the way, he didn't pay much attention to the man in green robe with gray temples and the sword-wielding woman in goose-yellow skirt. Apart from the Buddhist spirit, the former also looked ordinary, just like the one he met just now. Most of the tourists, and although the sword-wielding woman has a restrained aura but is fierce, she is considered a rare strong person in the world, but in her own eyes, she is also someone who does not need to pay attention.

In this way, with a high spirit, he expected that the victories against old "friends" and new "friends" would accumulate the confidence and momentum to overcome the barriers, and he "carelessly" passed them by, and the other party seemed to also No "living Buddha" was found passing by them.

Things have been so perfect until this moment, peaceful and peaceful, there are no accidents, everything is developing as expected, and the light of the future shines into the soul.

However, at this time, Hutuktu made a decision that affected the general trend of the world and completely reversed the trajectory of his expected life.

There was once a wonderful development in front of him, but he did not cherish it. Only when he lost it did he understand the importance of choice and the need to think carefully and carefully, even if the choice seemed so trivial at the time.

After passing the man and woman peacefully, Hutuktu took a few steps, and suddenly his heart moved, and he recognized which sect the special sharpness in the breath of the sword-holding woman belonged to.

Xijian Pavilion? Do you want to say hello? This trivial choice appeared in his mind.

This matter is insignificant and cannot be compared with the importance of challenging Kongwen. There is no need to say hello.

Anyway, it's just a trivial matter. It happens to be someone related to an old friend. How can I not say hello and walk at night in brocade clothes? Moreover, in my current state, it is best to do what I think and do it, so as not to disturb my state of mind and destroy my complete and harmonious state.

Two thoughts flashed at the same time, and Hutuktu made an instant choice to say hello to the half-step Dharmakaya of Xijiang Pavilion. As for the man in green robe beside her, it was insignificant.

He turned around, looked at Jiang Zhiwei with a smile and said:

"I haven't been in the world for many years, but I didn't expect such a talent to emerge from the Xijiang Pavilion. How is Zhou Taichong now?"

Jiang Zhiwei and Meng Qi stopped and turned to look at this tall and thin old monk who was dressed like an ordinary Buddhist monk beyond the Great Wall. They didn't notice it when he didn't pay any attention just now. But now when they looked again, they found that there was a light gold hidden under his dark skin. , his eyes were azure like glass, and he had a strange charm that did not belong to the human world or reality. Compared with the Dharma-tall people he had seen, he seemed to be even more ordinary.

Dharmakaya? Buddhism beyond the Great Wall? Jiang Zhiwei glanced at Meng Qi thoughtfully, and saw him looking at him with a smile and admiration, so she asked seriously: "But the living Buddha Hutuktu?"

"It's the old man." Hutuktu nodded slightly, "You are already half-stepping into the Dharmakaya at such a young age, and the Xijian Pavilion has brought out good talents. Although the old man has been in seclusion for many years, his disciples often tell him about the affairs of the world. Why do you come from this place? Never heard of a person like you?"

His tone was calm, without any air of superiority that was both good and evil.

"It turns out to be Khutuktu. No wonder I didn't notice how extraordinary he was just now when he was immersed in the mysterious realm and completely restrained his momentum." Meng Qi sighed with emotion during the sound transmission.

Jiang Zhiwei nodded and replied: "He is the previous sect leader of the Secret Buddhism. I fought with his disciple Chakravartin. Their lineage focuses on spiritual power and spiritual tempering. By practicing the "Three Worlds of Ming Wang Jue", the martial arts is closer to supernatural powers. , can pull people directly into the spiritual world to fight, and experience all kinds of horrors. If you are not careful, you will get lost and completely sink into 'hell'..."

She told Meng Qi all about her experience in the fight, but did not answer Hutuktu's questions because she knew Meng Qi would speak.

Meng Qi looked at Hutuktu with a smile and cupped his hands: "It turns out that he is a living Buddha. I wonder why he came to Shaolin?"

His breath spreads out slowly, like an eye of the sea, a place of chaos that can endlessly thin the sea water or breed all things.

Hutuktu's eyes were as green as glass, and his attention completely shifted from Jiang Zhiwei.

It turned out to be a Dharmakaya!

I encountered the Dharmakaya just as I casually said hello to the disciples of Xijian Pavilion!

And it’s a Dharmakaya that I don’t recognize at all!

Regarding Half Step, he thought that he might not pay much attention to it because he was in retreat for healing. It was normal if he didn't know him, but how many Dharmakayas were there? Everyone is a force that can influence the situation of the world. How can I ignore it?

"I wonder who the benefactor is?" Hutuktu took the initiative to push up his mellow and perfect state.

The psychic premonition he was good at told him that this was a very terrible enemy and should be stronger than Kong Wen.

Meng Qi did not answer, but smiled and said: "The Living Buddha is hostile to the Central Plains. I am afraid that when I come to Shaolin, I will go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. Is it possible to challenge Abbot Kongwen?"

"Exactly." Hutuktu replied calmly. This was the confidence accumulated from being ranked first in the rankings in the past.

Meng Qi's hands naturally hung down, his skin was as white as a warm jade sculpture, and his eyes seemed to contain thunder. He looked into Hutuktu's strange blue-glazed pupils, and said with a slight smile: "In this case, why don't I take the place of Abbot Kongwen and the Living Buddha? Discuss? "

"Okay!" Hutuktu showed no signs of weakness and was full of confidence.

Although I had a premonition that the opponent was very powerful and terrifying, my "Three Worlds of Mingwang Jue" had also broken through the shackles and was completely perfected. It is expected to achieve the status of Bodhisattva. My cultivation and methods are increasingly beyond normal imagination, and I need a powerful enemy to inspire me. All the power!

In his hand was a black wheel painted with strange patterns and inlaid with the Seven Buddhist Treasures. Holding it in his hand, it seemed to be holding a big sun.

The world suddenly changed, the beautiful scenery of the mountains around Meng Qi disappeared, and the Shaolin Temple that he was sensing also disappeared.

Hutuktu stood in mid-air, showing the "Golden Body of the Third Ming King", with three sides and eight arms, and a whole body of cyan, with invisible wrath burning, and different seals on each palm. There is a strange and deep feeling in the solemnity and sanctity. .

"The Wheel of the Third Ming King." Hutuktu spoke loudly and introduced the magic weapon in his hand.

The "surrender" of the golden body of King Ming of the third generation is not the surrender of descent, but the surrender of surrender. It can bring down the greed, anger and resentment of the past, present and next lives. It is best at the power of the mind and spirit. It is the incarnation of King Ming of the Eastern Aqi Tathagata. Just like Fudo Myooh, who is the incarnation of the Great Sun Tathagata, he is said to be in mutual restraint with Emperor Jizizai. Therefore, many statues of Myōō the Third will have things symbolizing Emperor Zizai placed at their feet.

Because of this, Emperor Zizi brings fantasy into reality, while King Jiang III directly pulls people into fantasy and into the spiritual world. Such battles are truly mysterious and unpredictable. Sometimes the outcome is only related to one's own spiritual cultivation. , has nothing to do with the actual realm!

At this moment, Meng Qi had been pulled into his heart and spiritual world by Hutuktu with the help of the Third Ming King Chakra!

Here, Hutuktu is the master, and within a certain range, whatever you think will appear!

I originally wanted to finish writing this battle chapter, but there are still one or two thousand words of content, which will be postponed until eight o'clock before updating, so I'd better update it first and continue tomorrow.