On the walls of the border city, after a day of fierce fighting, everyone is hurrying to rest, and the next wave of the beast tide may be in the dawn or in the next moment. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jiang Ming did not sit cross-legged, but sat on his knees like a Buddha.

The transcendent nine turns are further involved in the comprehension of the Tao, in the field of the Tao he knows limited, only in the Great Zen Temple to copy a Buddha seal from the artistic conception of the trail, he wants to use this style to evolve out of his own "style", out of his own way, with this nine turns through the Xuan.

"Although the inheritance of the Great Zen Temple is strong, it is the way of the predecessors, not my way."

The Great Zen Yongding Style contains the Zen of the trail level, and it will be stronger to transform into a new style. It will also be more difficult, standing at the level of the trail and then transforming, there is only the realm of the immortal path.

"With my current realm, it is impossible to create a trail-level formula, let alone sublimate, but I can learn from other Dao fruits and try from shallow to deep."

Jiang Ming studied Taoist classics, such as the Thirteen Canons of Taoism. I have also studied Buddhist scriptures, such as the Diamond Sutra and the Huayan Sutra. He couldn't comprehend Zen, but many scriptures have been passed down through the ages, and they have their own extraordinary. He wanted to follow the path of his predecessors, accumulate experience and walk out of his own way.

"Although I have read a lot of Buddhist scriptures, I don't really understand much, only some superficial and simple cognitions. If you don't know the scriptures, you can't understand the essentials, and you can only pick the scriptures that you understand. ”

Of the few scriptures he knows about Zen, even fewer can try to understand it. For example, the word Prajna in the Prajna Sutra means wisdom above everything, and he doesn't know what detachment is, let alone the great wisdom of detachment.

"You can start with the Diamond Sutra, which means the strongest and the strongest, able to break everything indestructible and not indestructible."

Jiang Mingxin made a decision, and induced the power of the mantra to recite the scattered vajra scriptures that he vaguely remembered, and after a few times, an indescribable feeling floated in his heart. In the night, his treasure was solemn, and there was a faint golden glow on his forehead. The feeling lasted for a moment, and then he interrupted and withdrew from that mood.

"Reciting scriptures with mantras has all sorts of wonderful uses. The scriptures I remember are incomplete, and the use of the mystical is limited. I once got a wisp of trail artistic conception in Ziji Mountain, and I can visualize the great meditation eternal stability, and make up for the lack of scriptures with the artistic conception of the trail. ”

In the meditation, visualize the Buddha pinching the great meditation and eternal concentration, while distracting himself from reciting the scriptures silently, and also distracting himself from the power of holding mantras. After trying more than a dozen times, Jiang Ming gradually mastered the method of distraction. He can't do it to the point where the strongest person can perceive the three thousand realms with one thought, and he can barely do it with one heart and three uses.

The treasure is solemn, and there are mysterious Zen fluctuations on his body, intermittently and intermittently. Gradually, a phantus appeared in his thoughts, silently chanting Sanskrit, one hand raised in front of his chest and constantly changing, as if he wanted to form a seal but could not.

This kind of realization consumes a huge amount of energy, and he constantly refines and kills the essence blood absorbed by killing demon beasts, vibrating qi and blood, and invigorating his spirit. Until the second half of the night, when the sky was about to break, a golden light shone violently behind him, like a **** day rising on the city wall.

The three monks woke up and looked in his direction.

Jiang Ming immediately withdrew from the visualization, the golden light dissipated, and he pretended to meditate. He was overjoyed in his heart, and after working hard all night, he consumed the essence blood refined by killing more than 2,000 demon beasts, and his mind was exhausted, and he finally comprehended the Vajra Zen.

Holding the monk's divine thoughts, he retracted the qi of his whole body, and slowly pinched out a seal in front of him, without using any qi and blood power, and in an instant, there was a fierce and powerful momentum condensed.

"Although I created a formula, it evolved from other people's scriptures, not my way, and it didn't have much effect on my breakthrough. However, it has improved my combat power. ”

The sky was dawning, and the war drums in the city were thundering, coming from the city lord's mansion, and the whole city was preparing for war.

Yun Jingyue woke up from the meditation and glanced at Jiang Ming as if she was nothing, thinking about something. Senior Brother Feng looked at Jiang Ming from a distance, and the hatred in his eyes could not be concealed.

With Yun Jingyue's scheming and methods, he will not make a move easily, and he will be sure to kill if he makes a move. Jiang Ming's eyes swept over the three order-holding monks, and he could only hope that Yun Jingyue would not make a move too soon, giving him more time to comprehend his Dao and enter the second realm.

He could feel that Yun Jingyue's cultivation was the same as him, and in the Transcendent Nine Turns, it was the three Command-Holding Monks who caused pressure on Jiang Ming. However, they will not act easily, the border city has the rules of the border city, he can't kill Senior Brother Feng, and the monks can't kill him.

Jiang Ming doesn't care who maintains the rules of the border city, it may be the city lord who has insight into the whole city, or it may be something else. What he cared about was what chance he had of surviving if he ordered the monk to make a move.

The beast tide attacked the city again, and Jiang Ming's entire mind was on Yun Jingyue. She didn't have any intention of targeting Jiang Ming, and led the Yun family disciples to fight with demon beasts, and Jiang Ming breathed a sigh of relief. With the arrogance of the proud daughter of the Yun family, if she wants to make a move, she must do it openly, otherwise any monk who holds the order secretly makes a move, he has already died last night.

Jiang Ming is frantically hunting demon beasts, and he wants to absorb more essence blood to comprehend and create the Indian style. By noon, a stronger demon beast appeared, and Jiang Ming could only fight one demon beast head-on with all his might.

"Equivalent to the strength of a Second Realm cultivator."

For a while, he was in a predicament, surrounded by three demon beasts. Yun Jingyue, who had been distracted and paying attention to him, also reined in her thoughts, and she also had to fight the demon beasts. The monk on the city wall took the first step to turn the tide of the battle by a few points.

"Damn it!" A disciple from the Eastern Wilderness family said angrily, glancing at Jiang Ming with hatred.

Because of Jiang Ming, the monk who held the order only shot at the demon beasts within a radius of three zhang of the cloud mirror moon. The monk who approached Jiang Ming was left to fend for himself.

Jiang Ming didn't know how to deal with the three-headed demon beast with all his heart. If he couldn't fight quickly, the demon beasts behind him would cross the ravines and stone forests and rush to the city wall, and he would definitely die.

"Force!"

The keel shook, the bones all over the body resounded, and a weak force field appeared. True dragons are known for their strength, and ancient tree seedlings are named after Qingtian, and they are all creatures who stand at the extreme of power. Jiang Ming no longer hid his strength, and burst out with the power of the keel, and there was a thunderous sound in his right arm, forcing a demon beast back with brute force.

"Broken!"

His waist twisted, driving the muscles and bones of his whole body, and he swept with one kick, kicking the remaining two demon beasts back.

"King Kong, King Kong!"

The left hand was pinched into a seal and turned into a fist print, and the power of the dragon bone exploded at the same time, and a punch hit the demon beast that was killed again, and the demon beast suddenly wailed, breaking several bones.

"Imprisoned!"

Jiang Ming seized the opportunity, and the roots of the ancient tree that were dormant in the ground broke through the ground, entwining and imprisoning the demon beast layer by layer, and quickly devouring the essence and blood.

"Yin is a form that integrates artistic conception and majesty, and from the Buddhist scriptures you can evolve the Indian style, from me?" Jiang Ming's inspiration flashed.

He recalled the ancient tree he saw in the Sealed Land, fixed in all directions, its roots imprisoned a sea of glass, and the canopy held up a heaven and earth. That posture was a kind of supernatural posture, and with the experience of comprehending the vajra seal, he slowly swiped his hands in front of his chest, and froze in an instant.

"Optimus!"

The two hands pinched and smashed out, and there was a faint artistic conception floating that held the sky and fixed time and space, and the other two demon beasts were slightly stunned, and they were suddenly smashed down the city wall, and their backbones were shattered. Jiang Ming controlled the roots of the ancient tree and immediately devoured the essence blood.

There is an inexplicable avenue qi machine coming, shrouding Jiang Ming's body, and blessing is to the heart.

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