9. Untie the sword with your life

Saibei Xiongzhou is the cold wind howling heavy snow, far away in the East China Sea next to Linzhou is still the autumn sun, in some days this climate pleasant Linzhou will also enter the winter, but here is not than the north of the Saibei, although it is winter, there is little wind and snow, most of them are the winter to no snow night rain sound annoying, Linzhou east of the vast East China Sea west of the dynasty Zhongzhou, mostly open plain few mountains and mountains across the obstruction, the world famous for hundreds of years of Shimen holy land Longyan Temple is here, east of Jieshi, the temple can overlook the ocean wanton sea Yang Bo.

Longyan Temple is built according to the mountain, the mountain Shinto road from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, although it is late autumn, the good believers who come to Longyan Temple to burn incense and pray are still in an endless stream, among them, there is no lack of scattered tourists who come to climb the mountain to see the scenery in the name of the Buddha, so Longyan Temple deliberately builds the listening wind hall and the Canglan Courtyard on the low peaks on the left and right sides for the tourists to enjoy the mountain and the water, there is no incense in the hall, only three or five monks clean the Shinto.

Climb to listen to the wind hall can take the clouds in the mountains and mountains, listen to the pine wind in the mountains, appreciate the changes in the obscure, the beautiful scenery between the mountains is in the eyes, to the Canglan Courtyard can live in the high stone and read the waves of the sea and the waves, the sunrise is very much and you can also see the faint purple gas when the golden sun rises in the overseas sky, it can be said that it is magnificent and magnificent.

The top of Xishan Mountain is the top of the Buddha of Longyan Temple, there is nothing in the quiet room on the top of the mountain, only an old monk with an eyebrow beard like snow wears a robe and sits on a futon and closes his eyes to worship the Buddha.

A middle-aged monk pushed the door in, leaned over and said softly: "Uncle Dingyi has arrived at Tsing Yi River." ”

The old monk nodded silently, and tapped the wooden fish in his hand.

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The same in Linzhou's sword mound temple is not as strong as Longyan Temple, the sword mound temple is called Tonghe Temple, it is the first emperor of the Qianyuan Dynasty to guard the dragon vein built, after the magic sword light city cholera world, the Qianyuan Emperor to borrow the dragon vein sharp gas machine to suppress the demon nature on the sword, renamed the sword mound temple, the monk of the Liberation Gate guarded the magic sword again.

There are few pilgrims in the Sword Mound Temple, which is rarely heard, and most of them are the down-and-out people who are old in the left and right prefectures and counties, and they come here to worship the Buddha on the fifteenth day of the first month, and there are few traces on weekdays.

Sweeping the novice number of karma, this is the only son of a squire in the surrounding Anhai Mansion, the squire's surname Li has a few industries, the poor people around are respectful of Li Yuanwai, Li Yuanwai is also good to the surrounding people on weekdays, the poor people who lack money and money come to ask for urgency, most of them will not return empty-handed, and the hard-working people who have lost their parents early and have no money to bury can also ask for a thin wooden coffin here, the Li family husband and wife are kind, and they are also extremely generous to the domestic servants and slaves, and they are famous good people around them.

But the Li family's wealth is not even, Li Yuanwai and there are no heirs under the knees, it can be regarded as a sad Li family of two, the two of them seek medical advice and medicine, burn incense and worship Buddha, the county pharmacy doctor has become the guest of the Xie family, all kinds of tonic medicine every day, far away from the sea Longyan Temple husband and wife are also two trips a year never dare to slack off, the emperor does not live up to the painstaking people, in Li Yuanwai forty-two-year-old lady is pregnant, October pregnancy once childbirth, is still a boy, so that Li Yuanwai has no heirs overjoyed.

Life is not filial, no queen is great, the joy of life is nothing more than to get a son late, Li Yuanwai for his son is spoiled to the extreme, no matter how small, as long as the son must seek the best, the good times are not long, the little young master of the Li family was weak when he was two years old, how to make up for it to no avail, the doctor in the county changed one after another, and finally did not get better, it was difficult for the Li family couple, the old housekeeper of the family proposed, it is better to send the young master to the temple, and dip some Buddha gas in front of the Buddha.

Anhai County has a custom since ancient times, whose children are weak and love to get sick to take them to the monastery, shaved by the monks to become monks, contaminated with Buddha gas, and then returned to the vulgar after adulthood, it is strange to say, many children with weak bodies gradually improved after shaving. The Li family was also sick and rushed to the doctor, so they sent the child to the Sword Mound Temple, and the monks stayed for the sake of compassion and compassion.

A little monk came to the Sword Mound Temple for 16 years, 16 years of karma can be a sweeping novice in the temple, go to the master to chant the Dharma, do some work in his spare time to carry water and chop wood, the body is really a lot better, now it is closer and closer to the day when you can go down the mountain and return to the world, the monk's bare little head is a little thinking about the world under the mountain, and I miss my father and mother who are extremely happy every time I go up the mountain.

A man in black walked into the mountain gate, and as in the past, he folded his hands and bowed his head to chant the Buddha's name: "Amitabha." ”

The man in black ignored the little monk and strode towards the back hall.

As soon as the little monk looked up, the man in black went to the back hall, and suddenly his heart was shocked, since the little master admonished, no matter who is outside the mountain, no matter who is not allowed to enter the back hall, he was ignorant when he was a child, and he took his parents into the back hall, and was beaten by the ring ruler four or five palms after being learned by the master, and the master who has always been kind only once was extremely angry.

The reason for being angry can be known without asking, and it is not because there is a tower that the master never lets near the back hall, and only the burly master Dingyi can go to the tower on weekdays, and the master and all the uncles cannot get close.

One time late at night, I saw four or five masters flying into the tower in mid-air, and the little monk was shocked to think that the golden Buddha statue in the hall had descended to earth, kneeling on the ground and trembling, and the sky was silent for a long time before I dared to look up。

Kari Neng shouted as he ran: "Donor, donor, you can't enter the back hall." ”

As if he couldn't hear the shout, the man in black still strode forward, and Ye Neng ran a few steps and grabbed the sleeve of the man in black, and said, "Donor, outsiders are not allowed to enter the back hall of this temple. ”

Before the words fell, Ye Neng only felt a huge force slapping on his chest, and all the scenery in his eyes was rapidly retreating, and the man in black waved his sleeves, and Xiao Sha Ye Neng flew out in an instant, falling heavily at the mountain gate, and a trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.

The man in black left a few points in his hand, but he flew first without hurting his life, and without the novice to stop him, he stepped into the back hall of the Sword Tomb Temple, where outsiders were not allowed to enter on weekdays.

A noisy sound came from the back hall, and at tea time, the back hall of the original pure place of Buddhism was in a mess, and more than a dozen monks wearing Buddhist clothes fell to the ground, wailing and rolling.

The man in black didn't make the slightest sound from beginning to end, pushing open the back mountain gate, and only the tall tower in the distance was in his eyes.

"The relics stupa is forbidden, idlers are not allowed to enter, please go back. ”

As soon as the man in black arrived at the bottom of the tower, a low Sanskrit sound like a bell exploded in the man's ears, and the solemn sound of the law came from the top of the tower.

The man's eyes were scorching, and he ignored the solemn Sanskrit sound like the decree of the Western Heavens, and stepped into the tower.

"Amitabha. ”

The monks in the back hall of the Sword Mound Temple, listening to the Sanskrit sound like fairy music behind the mountain, sat up with the pain all over their bodies, folded their hands, and chanted the Buddha's name.

The old monk at the head looked at the back of the man in black entering the tower, sighed and said, "Good, good." ”

I saw that the golden light of the seven-story relics stupa flashed throughout, and the shocking sound of the bell spread to all directions, and the sparrows that were originally standing on the branches of the mountains could not stand the heavy Sanskrit sound and flapped their wings and fled.

The original world was quiet and full of murderous aura at this time.

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I saw that the qi in the stupa was circulating, and the aura between heaven and earth was wide open and closed, and there were endless ups and downs.

At the top of the relics pagoda, the man in black was in tattered clothes, the flesh and blood on his chest were blurred, and his eyes were extremely hot when he looked at the diamond pier hanging in the air.

At the top of the relics pagoda, half of the sword body of the three-foot light city is poured into the diamond pier, and the eight wrist-thick cast iron chains are tightly locked in accordance with the yin and yang gossip arrangement, and the chain is engraved with Buddhist obscure Sanskrit, and there are Taoist door exorcism charms pasted on the four doors of the Qiankan Genzhen in turn.

The three tomb guards who were ordered to guard the magic sword had already fallen from the lotus platform, and there was blood all over the ground.

The old monk is the head of the limbs, muscles and bones are all broken, it is so desperate to resist is still difficult to resist the edge of the man in black, the old monk has not dried the blood at the corner of his mouth, and he endured the churning pain of his five organs, and said with difficulty: "The donor releases the monster, lest the world be ruined, and think twice." ”

Wu Kui took out three transparent ice crystals without saying a word, as soon as the ice crystals came out, a biting chill abruptly appeared, since he learned that this Buddhist Zen ceremony was attended by the King Kong monk Dingyi of the Sword Tomb Temple, Wu Kui sneaked into the Beipi Imperial City to steal three or two months of Hua Bing.

Yuehua Bing comes from the forbidden land of the Northern Kingdom, the Empty Underworld, condensed one or two in fifteen years, it is a rare treasure in the world to protect the body, if ordinary martial artists are seriously injured, take one or two months Hua Bing can protect the heart and strive for great vitality.

Wu Kui stretched out his hand and threw the three ice crystals into his mouth together, only to see a layer of frost condensed on a black suit at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Through the piercing coldness that came out of the body, Wu Kui cut through the palm of his hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword, and in an instant, the red mangs on the top of the relics pagoda were flourishing, and bursts of red mangs spread around with the diamond pier in the center of the tower, and one of the most intense red rays entered the wound in Wu Kui's palm, wandering wantonly among the hundreds of limbs, frantically grabbing the essence and blood aura between this strong body and slowly merging into the sword body.

A strange bridge was formed between the two between the back and forth, the sword body was red, the diamond pier wrapped around the blade of the sword shook violently, and the Sanskrit words and runes on the cast iron chain shone brightly, as if they wanted to suppress this violent qi.

Wu Kui's sideburns slipped with sweat, his originally sturdy body shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, his black hair gradually became frosty white, and the blood on his face and lips disappeared, so the magic sword that had been imprisoned for twenty years still did not stop, and the red mangs rushed into the sea of qi and frantically swept the aura in the sea of qi, and the spiritual springs of the nine palaces could not escape this catastrophe, and suddenly a burst of ice blue cold light condensed the dantian, and the red mangs could not break through the ice blue light three times in a row, turned to the rest of the acupuncture points, and continued to draw.

The diamond pier that originally violently shook had been cracked, and the red light on the sword was great, Wu Kui was like a dried corpse that had died of dehydration, extremely terrifying and terrifying, but the hand holding the hilt of the sword still refused to let go.

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When Wu Kui's lamp dried up, a loud sound came from the top of the relics pagoda, the diamond pier that had trapped the demon sword for twenty years shattered, and a burst of extremely dazzling red light instantly rose up and went straight to the heavens and the earth, in the red light, the Daomen spirit rune burned into ashes, and the cast iron chain that engraved the Sanskrit text of the Buddha Gate melted inch by inch, and the relics pagoda suddenly ignited a fire and turned into ashes in a few breaths, and in the monstrous flames, only a man with a sword floated in mid-air, and he was not afraid of the raging flames under his feet.