Although Wang Mei has the upper hand, Ka Ye is a long-famous Buddhist cultivator after all. Although as an ascetic, there are few magic weapons, but his own physical body has been tempered with magic weapons.

As soon as these yin and yang beads entered Jia Ye's side, they exploded, although they made him take a few steps back, and even the skin and flesh on his body were affected by the explosion of yin and yang qi, and the blood was particularly terrifying. But Wang Mei clearly felt that the momentum around Jia Ye had not been deterred, and he even became stronger because of the injury.

"Unexpectedly, the master's cultivation turned out to be a bitter meditation. Wang Mei's eyes narrowed, and bitter meditation is one of the most difficult classifications in Buddhist cultivation. Usually this kind of Buddhist practice also has a name called "tumbler".

Because he has followed the teachings of the ascetics all year round, his muscles and bones are very tough, and he is very good at resisting blows. On the other hand, because of the long-term meditation, the spirit is extremely tough, usually not confused by illusions, and extremely sensitive to the effectiveness of magic.

Of course, Kuzen also has its limitations, that is, there are not too many means of attack, most of the Kuzen monks will practice one or two strikes, so as to increase their initiative in the battle, but most of the Kuzen monks still use a "drag" in the battle, and the opponent is exhausted and wins.

"This donor, turning back to the shore, the poor monk doesn't know how to form a grudge with the scholars, but the grudge is always suitable to be resolved, so persistent, the pain is the donor himself. ”

At this moment, somehow, Ka Ye actually restrained his anger, and instead began to persuade him. Wang Mei's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the tune of "No Clothes" did not converge because of this, she had a right hand, and the chime frame of the row of chimes also appeared out of thin air, and the bell frame occupied the two star points parallel to her on the chessboard.

"Zen Master, whether it is your personal order or not, all 500 members of my Langya Wang clan died under the support of your Buddhist sect. I, the Liang Dynasty Shi clan, asked myself if I treated your Buddhism well, but I was betrayed so much that I overthrew the whole clan, how can you end it with a sentence of 'it is not appropriate to settle the knot?!"

"The donor's obsession is too heavy. How can such a cultivator reach the other side?" Ka Ye seemed to sigh, full of compassion, he was actually feeling sorry for the king's eyebrows.

Wang Mei laughed out loud: "The Zen master said that these are just shaking my mind, speaking of obsession, the master insisted on spreading the Buddha sect to the Canglan realm, and even did not hesitate to open the killing ring, isn't this an obsession?

"The benefactor is deeply enchanted, and the poor monk ......" Ka Ye choked, and finally sighed for a while, but the compassionate face on his face never appeared again. Obviously, what Wang Mei said also hit the ground in his heart.

"Come on, Zen master, entering the demon and becoming a Buddha is just a matter of thought. Aren't you picking up the butcher's knife now? Why don't you put down the butcher's knife now, and I will help you become a Buddha?!"

Wang Mei's voice was full of anger, and the kind eyes of the old monk in front of her were as abominable and hateful as hellish ghosts in her eyes. Standing on the opposite side of Takya, the scene of breaking into Jiankang on her own that day came to her mind again and again:

The heads of the father and brother were hung high on the city tower, the stone road in Wuyi Lane was red with the blood of the clansmen, and the mother Yuanfei was thrown and buried in a mess, and even the body was occupied by lonely ghosts. Wang Mei will never forget the despair when he broke up the bodies of his mother and Yuanyu with his own hands.

"Kasya, there is no possibility for your Buddha to preach in this realm. With my Wang Mei in one day, the Buddha sect in this realm will be my enemy for a day! Now let your monks see and see my Chinese teacher!"

Wang Mei's eyes were as black as ink, and it was impossible to see her emotions at all, but the melodious melody coming from the stone chime behind her that began to ring firmly showed her determination to keep Ka Ye here at this moment.

At the same time that the chime emits the syllables of Qingyue, the tone of the tiger-faced clock also changes, and the killing spirit shown in the previous "No Clothes" has changed to a magnificent tone. With the ensemble of the chime bell, two figures floated out of Wang Mei's body again, and as soon as this figure came out, the strings of Qin Se and Ming leisurely played the soundtrack of "Daya Changwu".

And Wang Mei, who was standing in the center of the chessboard, finally opened his mouth to sing harmony this time. Every time a line is sung, the situation on this chessboard changes.

"Amazing. Wang Mingqingshi, Nanzhong Ancestor, Master Imperial Father. Rectify my six divisions, and use them to fight me. Both respect and precept, benefit this southern country. ”

As soon as the sound of Wang Mei and the music came out, Jiaye felt that the scene in front of him had changed, and in front of him was no longer a black and white chessboard, but an ancient battlefield covered with yellow sand. In front of him at this time were soldiers as vast as the sea.

Ka Ye secretly hated that he had unknowingly fallen into the way of this little girl. Before, she verbally provoked herself, which made her wonder if she was too persistent in what she insisted on doing, but she didn't expect her to take advantage of the situation and establish such a world in her Buddha heart.

However, after all, Ka Ye is a bitter meditation Buddha cultivator, and he is naturally resistant to this kind of illusion, even if he is now brought into the illusion she designed, Jia Ye is not in a hurry. The one hundred and eight beads around him turned again, and at the same time, the scriptures in his mouth changed again, and they had changed from the Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra to the Ranga Abhadra Sutra.

The aura around him also followed, and it became more expansive and boundless. From the position of his heart, the shape of a small sapling gradually took shape at this time, and the Kaba at this time seemed to be a thriving tree.

Wang Mei did not give up her deployment. This volume of "Chang Wu" is an ancient song that she can master after she is promoted. Together with the chessboard enchantment she comprehended, its effect was not as simple as an illusion.

Look at the giant tree that grows out of the heart. Wang Mei sneered in her heart, but the lyrics that poured out of her mouth did not have any interruption:

"The king is Yin's family, and he ordered Uncle Cheng to retire his father, and Chen Xing left and right. Ring my division and brigade, lead Huaipu, and save this Xu soil. No place to stay, three things are ready. ”

Originally, the soldiers in the illusion naturally separated the queue at this time, and a long river suddenly appeared in front of and behind Jiaye, and in the chessboard outside the illusion, the black chess pieces had also begun their own formation at this time. Quietly, when Kaba was immersed in the growth of his "Heart Tree", these black chess pieces had slowly surrounded him.

Kaye didn't seem to be aware of either the illusion or the changes on the chessboard. He was just concentrating on reciting the Ranga Abhadra Sutra, and in the process his heart tree grew stronger and stronger, gradually spreading its branches and leaves, and its roots were no longer just rooted in his heart, but gradually extended to his legs.