Zen Master Huixin has a wide face and broad ears, and a tall body.

Between the steps, the tiger and the wind are vigorous, not at all like a dying person.

Huixin has refined into a secret glazed golden body of Buddhism, and the spirit is mellow and mellow, and it has not leaked for a hundred years.

"Amitabha!"

The voice fell on Liu Wenfu's ears, like Hong Zhong Dalu, and his consciousness was groggy.

His eyes suddenly turned pitch black, and there was a sound of flesh and bone tearing, and Liu Wenfu's back cracked, and a silver-white centipede several feet long came out of it.

The centipede spirit revealed its form and turned to escape.

"The world is like a sea of suffering, please donor to achieve bliss!" Huixin casually raised his foot and stepped on the centipede essence.

With a very ordinary step, the centipede spirit moved extremely fast, but it couldn't dodge, and it was directly trampled to death.

Among the hundreds of officials on the side, some people's eyes burst into anger, and some people were ready to move.

The rabbit is still sad when the rabbit dies, and he is not the same race.

"Nam no Bogabdi ......"

Huixin sat next to the corpse of the centipede spirit and recited the mantra of the past life to make it transcendent.

"Amitabha! Delay His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

"It's okay, master, please."

The crown prince Li Zhu didn't bother to pay attention to the demons, turned over and went straight to Kyoto.

Thousands of horses' hooves trampled over the corpse of the centipede spirit, and when they looked at it again, it was completely a mess of meat sauce.

……

Taishifu.

Li Zhu first went to the camp of the forbidden army, and then took dozens of elites of the forbidden army, as well as Zen Master Huixin, and directly asked to see Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi was refining Pei Yuan Dan, and it wasn't until half an hour later that he successfully condensed nine pills.

In a year, hundreds of furnaces of Pei Yuan Dan have been refined, and without using the origin, the single Pei Yuan Dan recipe is close to perfection.

When Li Zhu saw Zhou Yi, he bowed down and saluted: "Master, the four kings of Yun, Kang, Fan, and Wu voluntarily gave up their princely titles, and so far the eight kings have not been seen. ”

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with aura, and he clearly saw the red dragon surrounding Li Zhu's body.

The dragon qi is condensed, and there is already a trace of imperial power, if it is an ordinary court, Li Zhu must be a generation of Zhongxing Mingjun.

"Well done! The Eight Kings have been inherited for 300 years, and they have become moths and feudal towns after meritorious deeds, and they can continue the luck of Dajing for ten years. ”

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he looked at the old monk behind Li Zhu and made a joke: "Poor Kunlun Chixiao, I have long admired the name of Huixin Zen Master, and I can see it today, and my name is well deserved." ”

Huixin looked Zhou Yi up and down carefully, sighed and said: "Keep improving yourself and change your life against the sky!" If there is a benefactor in the Daomen, it will be extremely prosperous within a hundred years. ”

"The poor Tao has no intention of fighting Buddhism and Taoism, and is dedicated to cultivation, in a vain attempt to one day, get a glimpse of the realm of the primordial gods."

Zhou Yike didn't think that he could uncover thousands of years of disputes in Buddhism, so he changed the topic and said: "Invite the Zen master to Beijing, so why did the prince already say it?" ”

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Prince Li Zhu's face became ugly.

After all, the Pudu Cihang Cholera Imperial Court is the Buddha sect devouring the dragon qi to prolong the life of the ancestors.

"Amitabha! This matter is the fault of Buddhism, I thought that when Pudu Cihang inherited the dragon qi of the imperial court, he should have been killed by the dragon qi of the dragon. ”

Hui Xin frowned: "This matter is that the Patriarch of Hongfa deduced from the Buddha's heart that Pudu Cihang should have been robbed ten years ago, and the person who killed this demon was related to the imperial court and the Daomen." ”

"The person who kills the demon monk must be the master, Kunlun is the ancestral court of Taoism, and he is the master of this dynasty."

Li Zhu snorted coldly: "Hmph! There is a difference of ten years, and it seems that the so-called reincarnation of the Buddha is nothing more than that! ”

Zhou Yi's face did not change, but his heart was shocked.

In the past two years, Zhou Yi has not been purely alchemy, Jinyiwei, the Heavenly Corpse Sect, the Immortal Wine Shop and the royal forces have all been monitoring Pudu Cihang's every move.

Pudu Cihang naturally knew about this, but he didn't care, there have always been many people monitoring it, and now there is just one more Taishi. still devoured the civil and military officials one by one, and refined the luck of Dajing one by one.

So far, Pudu Cihang has controlled ninety percent of the imperial court, and one step further, it is Emperor Li Yu.

When Zhou Yi monitored Pudu Cihang, he also investigated the county records of Dajing and found it.

In the third year of the Thai Yuan Dynasty, in the land of the six prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River, there was a tengu eclipse day.

Emperor Li Yu thought it was the will of heaven and changed the Thai yuan to Zhaokang to pray for heavenly blessings.

This year is the seventh year of Zhaokang, three years away from Thai Yuan, exactly ten years!

Zhou Yi asked: "I have heard of Master Hongfa for a long time, and I have cultivated the five great powers of Buddhism, so I don't know if I have the opportunity to visit." ”

Huixin was silent for a moment, and sighed: "If it weren't for the poor monk's deliberate refusal, the ancestor of the Dharma Propagation Shou Yuan has reached the limit, and he has closed the body of the divine soul with the relics of the Arhats of the past dynasties, and maybe he will not wake up until he dies." ”

"It seems that the poor Dao has no chance with the master."

Zhou Yi now sees it, and naturally knows that sealing the body and soul with relics is no longer half dead and half alive, but nine dead and one life.

"Donor, don't know when to do it?"

In Huixin's voice, there was a rare trace of anxiety.

Even if there is only a trace of it, it is extremely hidden, but it can't hide Zhou Yi's spiritual sense at all.

As for the reason, Zhou Yi can vaguely guess one or two.

Pudu Cihang didn't know how to suppress the ninety percent dragon qi backlash. Even if the monk only needs to bear the dragon qi, it will be difficult to bear it for a long time.

"February 2nd, everything is ready, life and death!"

Zhou Yi didn't care about Huixin's eagerness, but because of this, he could make Buddhism and Pudu Cihang desperate.

Suddenly, a clear and long howl spread throughout the Taishi Mansion.

"Husband!"

"The Tao is born out of nothing, hidden and unpredictable!"

"God is condensed in the void, wonderful and incomprehensible!"

"There is essence in the dark, Taiding shines, it is too mysterious, and it is void and quiet!"

"The one who calls it the Great Dao is also!"

"Hahaha!"

A series of laughter, hearty, hearty!

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, and then looked happy.

"Senior brother is out of customs!"

The figure flickered and disappeared.

Huixin frowned, stepped out, and directly surpassed Zhou Yi, and took the lead in coming to Yan Chixia's retreat.

Divine Foot!

"Huh? Old monk Huixin! ”

Yan Chixia's voice did not fall, and the infinite sword light of all sizes was as bright as a cloud and steaming in the clouds, covering the wisdom of the Arhat.

"Huh!"

With a Buddhist mantra, the whole body of the Huixin Arhat turned into crystal glass.

Seamless and leakless, King Kong is not broken.

"All swords are one!"

Yunxia's sword qi continued to compress, turning into a transparent and crystalline sword light.

The moment Zhou Yi saw the sword light, his soul seemed to freeze, there was no way to avoid it, and there was no way to hide it.

"That's ......"

Eighty years ago, Yan Chixia invited the Upper Realm Immortal to come up and forced back the Upper Realm Ghost King with a sword.

It is extremely similar to that sword, or rather, there is a hint of sword fairy charm!

"Amitabha!"

Huixin pronounced a Buddha horn and raised his hands above his head to make a supernatural shape.

A relic hangs above his head, emitting endless Buddha light and turning into a Buddha and two Buddhas.

The top exercises of Buddhism, shining Maitreya through the catastrophe.

If it was before, Yan Chixia's cultivation method was only a first-order qi training method, and she could only turn around and leave in the face of the radiant Maitreya Buddha body.

After turning to the Dao Miaodong Zhentai Qing Jade Book, the true yuan was compressed and purified several times, and the scriptures pointed directly to the Yuan Shen, allowing Yan Chixia Zhenyuan and the realm to take a step together.

"Transform into a sword!"

Yan Chixia directly turned into a golden light, fused with the sword light.

The sword light streaked, and a tiny crack formed in the void.

"Amitayus!"

Huixin proclaimed the Buddha's number, the relics disappeared, and the two Buddhas dissipated.

"Congratulations to the Chixia donor, the cultivation is a great progress, and the Yuan Shen is in sight!"

"Haha! The old Zen master is not bad, and the body of Maitreya Buddha is really the first defense in the world. ”

The sword light shone brightly, and it turned into Yan Chixia again.

The Xuanyuan sword hung overhead.

Feng Xuan resists the wind, fluttering like a legacy of independence.

It's really a living sword immortal!