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Chapter 545: Mortal Heaven

Xiang Qingniu looked up at the young monk in a moon-white robe, and was silent for a while and asked, "Great freedom?" ”

The young monk looked at the embarrassed-looking fat man with some curiosity, trying to find some fearful but regrettable failure in his eyes. The clothes on this fat man's body were unrecognizable by the previous karmic fire, and there were many scorch marks on his body, but the jade belt around his waist was intact and tied very properly.

"I thought it would be Xiao Yijiu coming."

Da Zizi stared at the jade belt around Xiang Qingniu's waist and sighed: "At the beginning, I thought that the first one from the original Dalun Temple would be Wan Xingchen, because he had already stood at the highest place in the east of the world, and when he reached that point, the peak where he was located had reached the end of the peak, so he would go to see another mountain, but I didn't expect that it was not him, but his disciple." In the past ten years, Yang Qi has always wanted to demolish the Great Wheel Temple, but the manpower is limited after all, and he is destined not to succeed, because he doesn't know what infinite power is. But his greatest ability is that he can always deceive many people to follow, and then send him to death. ”

Da Zizi said as he walked down, and there were lotus flowers blooming at every step.

"More than ten years ago, a group of stupid people followed him, rushing forward in the direction of his fingers, as if their lives were worthless, I know that you Central Plains Han people have the habit of going into the earth for peace, but those people don't even know where to throw their bones in the end, and their souls are not allowed to go home and are not reincarnated, isn't this just punishment?"

"A few years ago, he only brought a stupid person to the outside of Daxue Mountain, and then he watched that person die, and he didn't make a move from beginning to end, you Central Plains Han people pay attention to a righteous word, but where can you see the righteous word on your senior brother? Today, he tricked you into sending you to death, such a demon has been harming people's lives, haven't you come to your senses? ”

Xiang Qingniu sneered: "When it comes to fooling people's hearts, is there anyone more thorough than your Buddhism?" ”

Da Zizi shook his head: "Buddhism has never fooled people's hearts, and you have also seen that in the past thousand years, the herdsmen have believed in Buddhism, have faith in their hearts, and live a rich and healthy life?" And you Central Plains people have no faith in their hearts, so they will be in turmoil for a long time. The Sui State was only a hundred years old, and it was once again in chaos. The lives of thousands of people in the Central Plains are miserable, compared to the happiness of the people on the grassland? Because of the Buddhas, they know to be loving, to be humble, to know how to be in awe. You Han people who don't know how to fear each other will only bite and kill each other, and you only know that you keep going evil for the sake of desire. ”

Da Zizi opened his arms and smiled: "In the Western world, the people have no desires of their own, they only need to follow the guidance of the Buddha, obey the call, and everyone lives happily under the light of the Buddha's compassion...... Don't you envy? ”

Xiang Qingniu spat and said, "Disgusting." ”

Da Zizi sighed: "Don't you understand now that your senior brother abandoned you just like the last time he abandoned the people who followed him?" ”

Xiang Qingniu said: "How can this be abandonment, I know what you want to say, Senior Brother just said that he wanted to fight with you, so you shrank somewhere for a moment and didn't dare to come out." And the senior brother scared you away with a word, but he didn't really look for you, I'm afraid that he will have already found King Ming. ”

Da Zizi smiled: "But he still left you." ”

Xiang Qingniu shook his head: "It's just that he's waiting for me in front." ”

Da Zizi was silent, and then said a little distractedly: "King Ming once said that in a place like the Central Plains where there is no belief and no reverence, there will always be many paranoid devils, who act idealistically, and never consider that the world needs an order, and someone needs to stand on the highest place to give guidance. You are one of them, and it seems that the Dharma cannot influence you. ”

Xiang Qingniu raised his hands, clenched his fists with one hand and spread them out with the other: "Since it's meaningless, why do you need to say more?" Now let's make a bet and see if you beat me first, or if the senior brother kills King Ming first. ”

Da Zizi sighed: "No one can kill King Ming, unless it is King Ming himself." ”

"There is nothing absolutely impossible in this world."

Xiang Qingniu took a sharp step forward, a pale cyan light looming in his half-clenched fist, and then a long sword slowly took shape in his hand. And in his open palm, two small fish appeared out of thin air and swam back and forth, one black and one white, staggered past each other but never collided together.

Soon, the pale cyan long sword in his right hand condensed, and the black and white Pisces in his left hand swam faster and faster, and a black and white circle gradually enlarged, appearing like a round shield.

A sword in one hand, a shield in the other.

"Ignorance"

Da Zizi seemed disappointed, he stopped, put his hands together, and a holy white light appeared on his body. Then his body began to fly slowly, and a huge white lotus slowly bloomed under his feet. When the white lotus petals bloomed, Da Zi sat down cross-legged on it, floating in the air.

If ordinary people saw such a method, they would have already knelt down to worship if they saw it. But a person like Xiang Qingniu who cultivates can naturally see that these things that seem to be magical like spells are all supported by powerful cultivation.

Xiang Qingniu snorted coldly, and stabbed forward with the sword in his right hand, followed by a very small white lotus flower opening in front of Da Zi, which happened to block Xiang Qingniu's sword qi. The White Lotus and the sword qi collided together, and they were silent.

"Your sword intent is far inferior to Yang Qi."

Xiang Qingniu slashed the long sword: "It's enough to kill you!" ”

After this sword slashed down, a giant sword suddenly appeared above Da Zizi's head, and it slashed down extremely violently. Da Zizi's gesture changed slightly, and a golden-bodied Arhat suddenly appeared, several meters tall, and the golden-bodied Arhat clasped his hands together and clamped the giant sword, and the sword made a clanging sound, still pressing downward. As soon as the golden-bodied Arhat's arms turned, the sword turned sideways for half a circle, and the pale cyan brilliance on the sword body became lighter and fainter.

"I guided you with compassion, but you didn't listen, so I had no choice but to treat you with vajra anger."

Da Zizi stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and the golden-bodied Arhat took a step forward and stepped on Xiang Qingniu fiercely.

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The Mingwang Hall is at the highest point of the Great Wheel Temple, built on the cliff. Outside the main entrance of this hall is the abyss, only a few stone steps a few feet wide can be walked, the mountain wind here is cold and biting, ordinary people don't say it, even if you look up below, you will be scared out of a cold sweat.

Yang Qi walked down the stone steps to the front of the Ming Palace, as if floating in mid-air.

He didn't continue to walk forward because there was an old monk sitting at the gate of the Ming Palace.

The old monk looked like he couldn't tell the age anymore, because he was too old. He sat there and couldn't keep his body straight, and he had to lean against the door frame to make sure he wouldn't fall. His eyebrows hung down to his chin, and his beard hung down to his belly, as white as snow on the snowy mountains.

The wrinkles on his forehead gave people the feeling of bottomlessness, like the abyss in front of the gate of the Ming Palace.

He seemed to be asleep, his eyes drooping.

But with such a seemingly defenseless sitting posture, any great cultivator standing in front of him would find that this old monk could not find a single flaw in his body. The old and withered body stood in the doorway, and the door seemed to be sealed without any gaps. The old monk's body was withered, but it was like a mountain.

Yang Qizai looked at the old monk carefully, and then couldn't help but sigh softly: "I can't imagine that there is still a person like you alive, and it is not easy for the Buddha Sect to tolerate you." ”

The old monk seemed to have just woken up, rubbed his eyes and looked at Yang Qi, his eyes were cloudy, and he could barely distinguish between black and white.

"There's always going to be something special in this world."

He also looked at Yang Qi carefully: "Isn't a person like you a special case?" ”

Yang Qi asked, "Are you a Buddha of previous generations?" ”

The old monk shook his head: "I don't remember...... It's good to be alive, and I still spend energy remembering those past things and doing them. You can see at a glance that I was once a Buddha, so you said that you can't imagine that the Buddha can still be allowed to live in the Great Wheel Temple, but you are puzzled. And I can see at a glance that you are a mortal body, the most ordinary physique in this world, just like those herdsmen and believers under the mountain and those wolf knights, ordinary people are not interested in taking a second look, but you have such a powerful cultivation, this is my puzzlement. ”

Yang Qi said: "You have lived for so long, and some things have not been seen thoroughly...... You don't understand that the most powerful force in this world is actually ordinary. ”

The old monk frowned and thought about it, and shook his head: "No." ”

Yang Qi didn't seem interested in continuing, pointed to the door and said, "I'm going in." ”

The old monk glanced back at the majestic Ming Wang Hall and shook his head: "I was going to go in, but I couldn't get in." Since I can't get in, how can I let you in? ”

Yang Qi nodded, and then stepped forward.

The old monk took a deep breath and tried his best to sit up straight.

He clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.

thereupon

The sky above the palace of the Ming King began to change, the floating clouds seemed to be driven away by something, the sun peeking out from behind the clouds looked particularly dazzling, and the sunlight sprinkled down, plating everything with a layer of gold. The old monk's figure quickly stretched out under the sun, and even the wrinkles on his forehead looked much lighter.

The golden dome of the Great Wheel Temple shines brightly in the sun, like the Genting Heavenly Palace.

"Borrow the divine light to condense the Dharma."

The old monk stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky, and then a dazzling golden light was drawn down from the sky, the brilliance was so dazzling, it was really as if the old monk had peeled off a ray of brilliance from the sun. The golden light fell on the old monk's fingertips, and then quickly drilled into his body, the old monk's body swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, his wrinkled skin like dead wood bark immediately became smooth, his snow-white eyebrows and beard fell off, and in just an instant, he became a young man who looked plump.

The golden light enveloped his whole body, and the tattered monk's robe on his body was burned by the golden light, and his body appeared, looking exceptionally young and strong.

It's amazing.

The golden light opens the clouds and illuminates the entire Great Wheel Temple.

This old monk, who had regained infinite vitality, bathed in golden light, floated in front of the gate of the Ming King's Hall like a god descending to earth.

He looked down at Yang Qi outside the door, and asked in a condescending tone: "Now do you know why I, as a Buddha of previous generations, can still live until now?" For I can borrow the Divine Radiance and fight with the power of the Gods. With God behind me, I have infinite Dharma. ”

Yang Qi sighed slightly: "It's a pity." ”

Then he waved his hand

The golden light froze, and then retreated like a tide, not only the golden glow beside the old monk, but also the golden glow that had been integrated into his body quickly retreated, and the heavenly divine glow waterfall returned to the sky like an upside-down waterfall, and the old monk became old and withered again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was only a matter of a moment, and the old monk's eyes were full of incredulity.

"You...... You're just a mortal...... How is this done? ”

Yang Qi took a step forward, and the old monk's body split into two.

When passing by the two corpses, Yang Qi lowered his head and looked at it seriously and said, "Because you don't understand, the one who dominates this world is originally the mortal in your mouth, and it always will be." The Divine Heaven in your eyes is the source of power that you believe in, and it can borrow the power of your cultivation. But in my eyes, the sky is mortal heaven, if I let it retreat, why doesn't it retreat? How dare you not retreat? ”