"Yutan Brahmana flower, damn it, it's on him! Hui Nan, Hui Nan, you and I, a century-old brother, actually gave this flower to an irrelevant person!"

The ancient lion in the mountain suddenly turned around, looking at the flower shadow and Buddha light on the sky dome, his face was hideous like a ghost, and the monstrous killing machine on his body flashed away.

Almost instantly, all the plants and trees within a radius of dozens of feet around it withered!

Call!

But at the moment when its killing machine was released and the plants and trees withered, a gentle breeze slowly blew, like nectar falling from the sky, the dead trees were spring, and the plants and trees were all revived, no different from before!

"Uncle Shi, the disciple has reckless murderous thoughts, please forgive Uncle Shi!"

The ancient lion's pupils shrank suddenly, and the spirit of the spirit shuddered, and bowed his head.

It's just that in the empty mountains, no one appeared, and there was no response!

didn't dare to stay longer, the ancient lion hurried down the mountain, as if there was a powerful ghost behind him asking for his life!

Being able to scare a great grandmaster like this shows that the person he thinks of is ten million times more terrifying than a ghost!

"Hey, senior brother, senior brother, why is this here, why is this here?"

Suddenly, a figure dressed in a sackcloth monk's robe appeared not far away, and it was a young monk who took out Huikong and Hui'an.

At this time, the pair of Buddha eyes that seem to be able to see through everything in the world, with regret and incomprehension, look at the cliff from afar!

"Amitabha, good, good!"

Thinking about the cliff, all the monks solemnly chanted, Shenxiu was no exception, and there was a trace of sadness in the psychic eyes!

And in the city in the south, thousands of miles away, a middle-aged monk with a dusty face suddenly looked back and looked in the direction of Shaolin Temple!

It's Hui'an!

"Master!"

Hui'an was stunned for a long time, and suddenly fell to his knees and kowtowed.

Passing by, pointing and pointing, they all said that this monk was crazy, and he didn't realize it, and he threw himself to the ground and paid homage!

"Master!"

At the same time, in a border town in the north, Huikong, who had the wisdom of turning into a fate, suddenly disappeared with exhaustion, turned into a sad kneeling, and old tears were rampant!

"Master!"

Zhi was puzzled, but then kowtowed.

"Roar, ahhh

At the bottom of Song Jingtian's prison, the Buddha who didn't know when he arrived here was furious, roaring constantly, and the sound penetrated the prison, soaring into the sky!

The terrifying tyrannical killing intent stirred up the clouds and dispersed thousands of miles!

"Puff puff!"

In the nearby cell, I don't know how many strong people were imprisoned here, and they were shocked by their voices and killing intent and vomited blood.

What's more, he died directly bleeding from the seven orifices, and his death was tragic and terrifying!

And through the sound of the heavenly prison, it was even more shocking that the large array of Song Jing's moat was sparkling and rippling!

"Who is it that has such a terrifying aura?"

In the depths of the palace, a blue-gold streamer suddenly appeared in a secluded pool, and a majestic figure appeared, it was the Golden Scale Demon Emperor!

As an existence that has half a foot in the holy path, he is shocked by this evil aura, which shows how amazing the Buddha's cultivation is!

"Brother Golden Scale Emperor, don't be surprised, when you were imprisoned in the heavenly prison, you happened to be looking for an opportunity outside, I will tell you in detail!"

I don't know when, Song Emperor Zhao Yukun's voice came from a blue-gold hanging seal on his waist.

"Oh!"

The essence in the golden scale's eyes flashed, and then the figure disappeared in a flash.

At the same time, I don't know how many big people noticed the movement in the capital, but those who were qualified enough knew about the existence of the Buddha, and those who didn't know began to mobilize all their forces to investigate.

This kind of existence, if it can be co-opted, it will naturally be a great help!

Of course, there are many thousands of miles away from Shaolin Temple, and no one knows that the changes here are related to a teenager who was forced to leave and sought self-preservation!

Except, an extraordinary existence at the bottom of Ansan Lake, who has not been born for many years!

"Grandma's, what are you shaking my old man's eyes? Hey, the Buddha's will is soaring into the sky, and the Buddha's door is flourishing, shouldn't it?

Finally...... Damn, it's this little thing doing something wrong again, it's only been a long time, and I don't know how to stop and stop?"

The old drunkard rubbed his eyes drunkly, his fingers pinched back and forth irregularly, and suddenly saw the light and shadow in the wine bowl, which was the Xuanbei Mountain on the shore of Ansan Lake, and the poems mentioned on it faintly showed a faint golden light.

And the name of Xuanbei Mountain is the name taken by the people who come and go from Ansan Lake after Wu Mingti's poem!

......

At the same time, the Buddha light that emerged from the cliff behind the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple swept away!

It's a long story, but it's only a dozen breaths, and if you don't see it with your own eyes, no one will believe that such a magnificent image has ever appeared in the sky.

It's really a flash in the pan, but it's memorable and unforgettable!

But even so, the chanting has not stopped, like a low whisper, lingering between heaven and earth, for a long time.

No one can see that in the back mountain, Wu Ming, Huineng, blind monks, and kittens are all around, even after the epiphany is gone, they are still bathed in a little Buddha light, as if wearing a golden Buddha robe!

If there are people with strong divine consciousness here, looking at it from afar, you may find that above the heads of three people and one beast, there seems to be a Buddha statue like golden light and shadow, holding golden flowers in their hands, and showing a kind and peaceful smile.

It's like a flower!

This is not only the light of the Buddha, but also the condensation of the power of faith of all living beings, with unfathomable power!

Airplanes!

Wu Ming's heart was shocked, the cyan streamer suddenly rose, and the dragon clothes spun and flew out, like a living thing, greedily absorbing the golden Buddha light!

The original green jade material, bathed in the light of the Buddha, actually has a trace of gold, and the original irregular corners are vaguely octagonal!

But it didn't seem to be satisfied with this slow absorption, and circled around Wu Ming a few times, flying straight to the top of his head, circling and circling, swaying a large area of blue light, wanting to absorb the golden light like a Buddha's robe on his body.

Boom!

Just before it was ready, a bronze light and shadow suddenly flew out of Wu Ming's bag, instantly knocking it away.

It is the lotus lantern where the two daughters live!

Click!

Faintly, there was a terrifying cracking sound, and when he looked at the dragon clothes that were knocked away, he staggered and flew back, and there was a trace of cracks, and he didn't dare to cross the top of Wu Ming's head again, so he slowly spit out the blue light on the side, like a wronged child, with nowhere to sue!

"Huh!"

The blind monk who had been chanting suddenly sighed lightly, waved his hand slightly, and beckoned the lotus lantern that was about to return to his bag into his hand, with a shocked face.

Wu Ming, who seemed to be aware of it, his lips moved, and his body shook slightly, but in the Buddha's light entering his body, he gradually calmed down his fluctuating mood!

"Amitabha, good, good!"

Carefully rubbing the body of the lamp, tears flowed from the blind monk's empty eyes, but there was an indescribable smile on his face, and he put the trembling lotus lamp in front of him, and folded his hands in eleven bows.

Airplanes!

In an instant, the Buddha's clothes composed of golden points of light around his body bloomed violently, absorbing the fading Buddha light above the sky, and then turned into a stream of lotus lamps.

Shout!

At the same time, a corner of the lotus petal in the bag flew out and landed at the broken edge of the lotus lamp, and the Buddha's light continued to pour in, like a glue, making up for the crack little by little.

And the blind monk's hair, which was originally rendered golden, gradually faded at this time, revealing its original color, but it was more withered, like a withered yellow and rotten weed, losing all its vitality!

It's just that no matter how the Buddha's light is condensed, in the end, there is still a trace of obvious lines between the lotus petals and the lotus lamp, which seems to be ready to break at any time!

The blind monk hesitated slightly, and Chong Huineng waved his hand to grasp it.

With a soft buzz, most of the Buddha's clothes around his body gradually solidified collapsed, turning into a streamer and injecting into the lotus lamp.

It's just that it still can't heal the rift!

The blind monk didn't stop, he grabbed a handful at the kitten, and the injected Buddha light also didn't have much effect, as if it was destined to be so!

"Hey!"

The blind monk 'looked' at the lotus lantern, sighed as if reluctant and detached, slowly got up, walked to Huineng's side without saying a word, grabbed the broom, swayed, and disappeared into the mountains like a broken candle and falling leaves.

Airplanes!

The lotus lamp shook slightly, and the purple light flashed faintly, as if there was a nine-year-old girl's figure, worshipping the blind monk from afar, turning into a streamer and pouring into the lotus lamp, and then flying into the bag and disappearing.

At the same time, the dragon robe, which was stained with a faint golden Buddha light, also swayed, as if drunk and disappeared in a flash of Wu Ming's heart.

"Boom!"

Wu Ming snorted, and his whole body was shocked, and the black and gray mist in his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose dissipated with the wind.

Crackling!

The sound of burning firewood came from the back down, and the waist and abdomen went up.

Airplanes!

In an instant, the Buddha light that had originally poured into his body suddenly revealed from the surface of his body, but it did not disperse, and suddenly turned into seven points of light.

From top to bottom, one, two, three, four, five, six and seven, like an upside-down spoon, it is arranged like the Big Dipper, blooming dazzlingly!

In particular, the position with the sound is where the middle three life essence is located, which is extremely majestic, the flames are surging, and the momentum is like a rainbow!

Vaguely, the Seven Orifices of Life Fire shook endlessly, attracting the clouds and turning into clouds and mist in the light of the pale golden Buddha!

Looking from afar, it is like a colorful glow protecting the body, and the breath is long and soaring into the sky!

"A flash in the pan, seven tricks rise!"

I don't know when, Wu Ming woke up, and forgot a little complicated where the blind monk sat cross-legged and chanted, and looked in the direction where he left, and was speechless for a long time.

Although the mind is immersed in the light of the Buddha, it is not that he is ignorant of what is happening in the outside world, but it is very clear in his mind.

But because of this, the blind monk who saw the slightest hint of the lotus lantern not only did not have the slightest greed, but did not hesitate to spend great energy to repair it, such a broad and selfless mind made Wu Ming ashamed of himself!

"Wu Ming thanks Zen Master for his deep kindness!"

Thinking of this, Wu Ming slowly got up and bowed respectfully, regardless of whether the blind monk knew it or not.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, Huineng's Buddha name full of sorrow came.

"How?"

Wu Ming looked up in amazement.

"The teacher has practiced closed-mouth meditation for many years, and today I am afraid that time is running out!"

Huineng hesitated for a moment, and said with sadness in his eyes.

Wu Ming's body shook slightly, and he silently lowered his arrogant head, his eyes were extremely complicated.

Unexpectedly, it was just a game of victory, and the blind monk did not hesitate to break the merit, and then he did not hesitate to waste his mind.

In the bag behind it, a slight tremor flashed away!

Whining!

I don't know when I woke up, and the kitten seemed to feel something, whimpering in a low voice.