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Chapter 139: Hiroshima Shiraki Mountain

Just when Ikkyu had exhausted all his strength and was about to end his life with one palm, a voice suddenly came from the sky, this voice was loud and melodious, like a huge bell from above the heavens: "Amitabha, all karma is empty, and all cause and effect are like dreams." ”

Hearing this, Yixiu suddenly woke up, although there was still a "color" of struggle in his eyes, but the palm of his hand stopped on his forehead and did not fall.

As the words came, a golden Buddha floated in, only to see this Buddha's golden body, exuding a golden light of morality, with a solemn face, as if he was compassionate to all sentient beings, and as if his heart was full of heaven. It makes people feel calm and admired at first glance.

As soon as he saw this Buddha, Yixiu knelt on the ground and said, "Master, is the disciple wrong?" ”

The person who came was none other than Ikyu's master, a master of Zhenjian who has enjoyed a reputation in Toei for hundreds of years. Master Zhenjian kindly "touched" Yixiu's bald head, and said slightly: "Fool, you still can't let go of the obsession in your heart, you must know that everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like 'dew' and electricity. Something is nothing, nothing is something, so why cling to it? ”

Hearing this, the "color" of struggle in Yixiu's eyes slowly dissipated, and he slowly regained his calm, nodded and said, "Amitabha, the disciple knows." ”

"Hmm." Master Zhenjian nodded, "You can stand back first." ”

"Yes." Ikyu stood up, clasped his hands, and slowly stepped aside. Zombie Cop 139

Zhenjian's body fluttered, and before he came to the clouds, he looked at Jiang Yikang, slightly xiào, clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddha name, and said: "Amitabha, the donor has a deep mind, if it weren't for the old monk arriving in time, my disciple would have achieved positive results today." ”

"Huh." Jiang Yikang smiled calmly and said, "The master has said that there is nothing, and nothing is nothing." He is alive when he is dead, he is alive when he is alive, he is alive and dead, so why cling to it? ”

Hearing Jiang Yikang say this, Yixiu's calm eyes flashed with a trace of struggle again.

Zhenjian sighed and said: "Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where is the dust." If you take a break and recite this trick a hundred times, you will be able to relieve the karma in your heart. ”

"Yes." Yixiu hurriedly sat down cross-legged, silently reciting this trick in his mouth, and did not dare to listen to Jiang Yikang again.

Zhenjian looked at Jiang Yikang again and said: "Donor, let go of the apprentice first, the old monk came this time to discuss the law with the donor, the old monk does not ask for anything else, if the donor thinks that the old monk's argument is reasonable, please return the same way, if you don't like it, just ask the donor to stay here for three more days." ”

Regardless of whether Jiang Yikang agreed or not, Zhenjian continued: "The old monk believes that all appearances are illusory, and all appearances are only manifested in the heart, and only the ......consciousness is changed."

These words came out of Zhenjian's mouth, scattered and spread, and the whole sky resonated with them, and the sound penetrated into the hearts of the people, like the water that moisturizes things, and always hit the heart.

But listening to Zhenjian's constant nagging, Jiang Yikang felt like countless flies flying in his ears, his face became more and more gloomy, and his eyes became colder and colder.

Unbeknownst to me, the flying car had just flown a few meters, and the figure of Zhenjian suddenly appeared in front of the direction of progress: "Donor, 'color' is not different from empty, empty is not different from 'color', 'color' is empty, and emptiness is 'color'......"

Jiang Yikang waved his hand again, and the flying car turned to the right again, bypassed Zhenjian again, and flew forward, who knows, the flying car didn't fly far, and the figure of Zhenjian appeared in front of the front of the car: "All the phases of heaven and earth, everything is illusory......"

At this moment, Jiang Yikang's figure suddenly burst out, like a lightning bolt flying down from the clouds, and instantly came to Zhenjian, and at the same time, his right fist was swung up, and a punch hit Zhenjian's face.

Zhenjian was talking energetically, how could he have thought that Jiang Yikang suddenly attacked, he couldn't dodge, this punch hit his face firmly, Zhenjian snorted, his body flew out upside down, and he doubled several times in the air before he could stop.

Zhenjian was punched, but he was not angry or annoyed, he just smiled indifferently and continued: "Shi is mainly to beat the resentment in my heart, just fight, you must know that I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, in the past, the Buddha gave meat to feed the eagle......"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yikang's body arrived again, and he was punched again, and Zhenjian was punched in the face again, and this time he flew out farther and fell far away. Zombie Cop 139

Zhenjian struggled to stand up, these two punches were extremely hard, even Zhenjian was a little unable to resist, however, Zhenjian still smiled slightly, and said: "Donor, it's useless for you to fight again, the old monk's heart has no obstacles, no obstacles, no horrors......"

Halfway through the words, Jiang Yikang arrived again, and hit Zhenjian's face again, and Zhenjian's body flew out again.

This time, Zhenjian couldn't laugh anymore, but he still said politely: "Donor, Buddha said, you don't hit people in the face, why do you keep hitting me in the face?" ”

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yikang arrived again, and he still punched Zhenjian in the face with the same punch, and said while fighting: "Since you said that everything is illusory, then I just didn't hit you." ”

This punch knocked Zhenjian straight down from the clouds, and his body fell straight down, hitting the waist of a high mountain, knocking the mountain out of a human-shaped depression.

Zhenjian crawled out of the depression of the human body, flew into the air, and shouted: "Bastard, Lao Tzu has crossed to the east seven times, after a lot of hardships, no one has ever dared to beat Lao Tzu like this, you don't want to live anymore, you have the ability to beat me again......"

Seeing Zhenjian's anger and self-proclaimed Lao Tzu, Yixiu on the side was dumbfounded, and even forgot the "Bodhi Ben Wushu" that the master instructed him to recite.

Zhenjian rushed in front of Jiang Yikang, waved his hand and punched Jiang Yikang.

Jiang Yikang flashed slightly, dodged this punch, and returned with a punch, hitting Zhenjian's face, Zhenjian fell into the cloud as just now, and his back hit the mountain just now, and it happened to be "inlaid" in the humanoid depression just now.

This time, before Zhenjian could climb out, Jiang Yikang followed and jumped down and punched Zhenjian lying on the mountainside.

"You still dare to call yourself Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is a Taoist sect, you are a Buddhist sect, mixed up."

"I'm talking about Lao Tzu, not that Lao Tzu. I'm Lao Tzu, what's wrong, if you have the ability, you can beat me again! Zhenjian, whose head had been punched into the mountain, shouted.

"Hmph, if you say you have the ability to beat me again, then I'll beat you." Jiang Yikang punched Zhenjian in the face again.

"Well played." Zhenjian's voice came from far away in the mountains.

"Okay, I'll fight again." Jiang Yikang punched again, and this punch knocked half of Zhenjian's body into the mountain, but at this time, Zhenjian had no sound.

Jiang Yikang slowly stood up, took a few steps, returned to the flying car, and muttered: "The first time I saw someone who asked to be beaten, no wonder it was called Zhenjian, it was really cheap." ”

Jiang Yikang returned to the flying car, waved his hand, and in the eyes of worship in the sky, the flying car sped away.

Seeing Jiang Yikang leaving, Yixiu dared to come to the mountainside of the high mountain, burrowed into the big humanoid hole, and pulled out the dying Zhenjian.

"Master, master, how are you?" Ikyu asked worriedly.

"Amitabha." Zhenjian recited a mouthful of Buddha names, wiped the blood under his nose with his hand, and said, "Damn, it's bleeding." ”

Not to mention that Zhenjian returned to Zhaotiji Temple with the support of Ikyu, and then received incense, and slowly recovered from his injuries.

However, it was said that Jiang Yikang's flying car went all the way to the east, and on this day, it came to the sky over Hiroshima.

If you look down at Hiroshima from above, you can see that the entire island is covered with a faint layer of haze, making everything on the island unclear and invisible.

This layer of haze may not be visible to mortals, but Jiang Yikang knows that this layer of haze is death.

This layer of dead qi is naturally extremely useful for scumbags, ghosts, or zombies and other dead things, but for mortals, absorbing these dead qi all year round is tantamount to slow "sex" and "suicide". But in the western corner of Hiroshima, there is no such haze, and from a distance, it is a temple, and this temple is full of golden light, which washes away the haze, but it is only within the scope of the temple.

Seeing that Jiang Yikang's face had a different "color", Cang Shangkong leaned over and explained: "Back to the host, this Hiroshima has always had this layer of dead air since the last time humans killed each other dropped nuclear bombs, and in recent years, the dead air has a tendency to slowly dissipate, but Tokugawa Ieyasu used great mana to gather this layer of dead energy, so the Tokugawa shogunate can always maintain the strongest power among the three shogunates." As for the Golden Light Temple, it was the Zhaoti Temple where the Zhenjian monk that the host had just seen was located. ”

Jiang Yikang asked, "Why can Tokugawa Ieyasu tolerate Zhaotiji Temple to dispel the dead qi of one side?" ”

Sora replied, "Because of the dead air over Hiroshima, the mortals here are sick and plagued, so that countless mortals want to move out of here. However, Zhaotiji Temple warns mortals that birth, old age, sickness and death are all destined by God, and as long as you do more good deeds in this life, you will definitely be rewarded in the next life. Those stupid mortals believed these words and were able to stay here willingly. Because there is no dead breath in Zhaoti Temple, so when mortals enter the temple to offer incense, the pain of illness will be reduced a little, which also makes mortals believe in Zhenjian more and believe in the theory of karma, so they are desperate to stay. ”

Hearing Cang Shangkong say this, Jiang Yikang nodded and said, "It's just that they all use each other." But then, Jiang Yikang's eyes turned, and he suddenly turned his head and asked Xiang Cangshang: "You have been in Fukushima for many years, how can you know so much about Hiroshima?" ”

Cang Shangkong was stunned, but then he smiled and said: "My master, slaves, I also worshiped countless men under my skirt back then, and I still know this news. ”

A hint of strangeness flashed in Jiang Yikang's eyes, but then he hid it, just nodded, and did not speak again.

As he spoke, the speeding car flew in front of a mountain.

Akami pointed to the mountain in front of him and said, "Host, please see, this place is called Mt. Shiraki, and it is the lair of the Tokugawa shogunate. ”

As soon as the words fell, suddenly there was a roar like a tiger and lion roaring in the mountains, this cry was transmitted to the flying car at a very fast speed, and when it came to the front of the flying car, it turned into a violent wind, blowing the flying car swaying, and all the scum demons on the car were unstable, and some of the low cultivation were blown off the flying car and drifted away.

As soon as the wind blew through the flying car, it immediately reversed and returned, the huge wind changed from blowing to sucking, and the huge suction force sucked the flying car into the mountains like a leaf, and the huge wind rotated, forming a whirlpool, and the flying car was sucked into the whirlpool and disappeared.

As soon as the speeding car disappeared, the wind immediately stopped, and the entire mountain returned to its tranquility without any abnormality, as if the speeding car had never appeared.

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