"That's good. ”

Wang Yu admired from the bottom of his heart.

"The idea is simple, the design is exquisite, sturdy, efficient and functional. ”

The young man applauded: "Wonderful!"

"It's just...... Should I call you the Holy White Lotus?"

"Or is it the Meilian Temple?"

Wang Hui now understands where the plausible Zen in the Holy White Lotus came from. The current abbot is an out-and-out monster, perhaps out of longing for her brother, perhaps out of longing for an eternal temple, or simply because she has not practiced other magic. In any case, the Holy White Lotus has transformed herself into the appearance of the Lotus Temple, and she is not only a worshipper of the gods and Buddhas, but also a majestic and bright Buddha statue, and a temple that protects the first two. Such a cycle of intention and belief is the essence of the "Holy White Lotus". And the holy white lotus, which is based on the existence of Buddhism, will naturally have an indelible imprint of Buddhism.

"The Buddha Says that the Lux Moves Mountains Sutra, this is the name of the Dharma I practice. ”

The sage, who was gentler than any monster Wang had ever seen, spoke softly to the demon, and the smile of compassion on her face never faded.

"Although it is nominally Dharma, the means are almost unusual. The essence of this is exactly what you said, the concept of the temple is engraved in your own body, and the quality and defense of a real temple are obtained. As for the offensive side, it is mainly compensated by a technique called 'Ten Forces of Nyorai'. The most attractive thing to me at the beginning was the endless lifespan it brings. ”

"In that eternal eternity, even death itself fades away. The demon smiled and narrowed his blood-red linear pupils, his voice as sweet as honey.

"Abbot, you're in sight. ”

That's why a poor monk can never attain a positive result. ”

Even when the biggest regret in this life is mentioned, the Holy White Lotus is not angry or resentful, perhaps this is no longer something to regret for the saint.

"Straight to the point, friend White Lotus. Fang is the first to swing my fist, so the courtesy is still exchanged, and at this moment it is my turn to comprehend your ten powers. ”

"It's better to be respectful than to obey. ”

The saint bowed her head slightly, and a dreamy murmur came from her mouth.

"Don't move...... King Kong ......"

The same symbols as the words I heard from the Majin Sutra appeared on the saint's jade arm, two on the left and two on the left, not dazzling, but dark and heavy.

"If I smell it, come. ”

The holy white lotus called softly, and the scroll behind her consciously closed and jumped into the monk's hand. The light of the Buddha cast from Mount Meru converges and flows on my smell, forming a decoration like a flame and a crown at both ends of the beginning and tail, and the blue scriptures are plated with a layer of dark gold, making it a monocobalt vajra.

The nature of the Demon Scroll has changed, it has changed from a scripture to a magic weapon, and the name has also changed to-

"I hold it. ”

Holding the vajra with one hand and holding it flat towards Wang Yu's holy white lotus, he said.

The demon's expression quickly became gloomy, and it felt a pressure from the Holy White Lotus's body that was very different from before. But Wang Hui only felt happy, it was impossible for the Holy White Lotus, who had his heart, not to know what Wang Hui's purpose was, but she was still so cooperative with the young man, and he couldn't help but secretly admire it in his heart.

Holy White Lotus is really a good person.

His left arm was wrapped in pitch-black steel.

"Lord Wang, be careful. ”

The holy white lotus withdrew her right hand, which was stretched out in front of her.

She threw the vajra called "I Hold It" at Wang Yu.

This throw has no momentum, and in the eyes of ordinary people, it may be a killing move beyond the speed of sound, but it is a little too soft for Wang Hao.

So the demon raised his left hand and easily grasped it in the palm of his hand.

Immediately he found himself locked in.

The handsome monk folded her hands, and she smiled compassionately and indifferently at Wang Hao, like a god sitting upright in the clouds. The mortal body turned into vajra glass in an instant, and the saint spoke without hatred or anger:

"You are the enemy of the Buddha. ”

The next moment, it's close at hand.

The demon's vertical pupils suddenly dilated, and in the time of one thousandth of his fingers, he saw the pure gold wings behind the holy white lotus, which was the violent protector of the Buddha's five hundred little dragons and a dragon king, the golden-winged and blue-eyed Garuda!

[Garuda Wings]!

Even Flandoro, who had absolute confidence in Wang Yu, couldn't help but clench her fists, and the Holy White Lotus seemed to turn into a glass bead in Garuda's mouth, bursting out with unparalleled speed under the blessing of the huge Golden-winged Bird Phantom behind her!

In those short five seconds, no one could tell how many times Wang Hao had been attacked. Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, or really incredible? The figure of the Holy White Lotus was completely blurred at high speed, and she sprinted towards Wang Yu, turned around, sprinted again, turned around again, and the cycle repeatedly. Wang Yu became the center of a circle, and the trajectory of the saint was the countless diameters of the circle, and the storm set off by the holy white lotus blew away all the surrounding clouds, and the mist blinded all the onlookers.

When Flandoro couldn't wait to look at the center of the battlefield, what caught her eye was the scene of Wang Hao clutching the fist of the Holy White Lotus with his iron-clad hand.

The scarred Wang Hao, who had many broken scales and armor on his body, and even half of the dragon's horns had been broken, looked at the monk with a happy smile, and he showed his sharp teeth and roared in a low voice:

"Garuda? It's a pity that I'm not the weak hydra of Buddhism, and you're not the goldfinch on the back of Siddhartha's chair!"

The holy white lotus with words around her body is not as noisy as Wang Yu, she held it in her left hand and took it back at some point, one end of the Ducobalt vajra is full of Buddha light, and the gorgeous blade gradually appears in the light. The Buddha sword engraved with the six-character Great Bright Mantra on the sword was clenched tightly by the saint and swung towards Wang Hao's waist and abdomen!

Great power!

At the critical moment, Wang Hao did not hesitate to let go of the hand that restrained the Holy White Lotus, and the demon suddenly flapped its wings and retreated backwards to get out of the attack range of the Buddha Sword.

The Holy White Lotus pursued the victory, and the Buddha sword swung at the defenseless demon several times in succession. Wang Yu can be said to be in danger, evading the attack of the Holy White Lotus with great difficulty. Finally, when he was about to be impaled due to a broken and leaky wing, the demon's right hand clenched into a fist and pressed the tiger's mouth against the palm of his left hand.

With a piercing sound of metal rubbing, a long sword with a bright red body and steel and jade was pulled out of Wang Yu's palm. The shape of the sword is slightly peculiar, the hilt is four feet long, and the blade is two fingers wide and three feet long, and it is surrounded by fire and thunder. This is not so much a long sword as a weapon of a short spear, and at the last moment, the Buddha sword of the Holy White Lotus was opened. Wang Hao took the opportunity to distance himself from him, and asked while the wounds on his body were healing:

"Your sword always feels familiar to me when I look at it...... I don't know what it's called?"

"Its name is like a sword that I slashed, but it is a sword of the Buddha that will be enchanted with me. Lord Wang, your weapons are famous?"

"Oh, this. ”

Wang Yu glanced at the spear and sword in his hand.

"This thing is a joy of fire. ”