Chapter 283: The First Seat of the Great Empty Temple (1 More Subscription)
The golden body is another form of embodiment of the Dharma body.
There isn't much difference in essence.
"The golden body of the Buddha!"
"Master of Buddhism!"
"It's a Buddhist master!"
This golden body is obviously much larger than the golden body of Luohan.
The golden body of Venerable is comparable to the five-leaf cultivation, the golden body of the Bodhisattva is comparable to the six-leaf golden body, and the golden body of the Buddha is comparable to the seven-leaf or even eight-leaf golden body.
And the golden body in front of him is the golden body of the Buddha.
None of them expected to meet a Buddhist master here.
Jiang Aijian once saw Luzhou display the golden body of the Buddha on the altar of Runan City.
Now goodbye, I recognize it at a glance.
Jiang Aijian glanced back at Lu Zhou and said: "Compared with the golden body of the Buddha of the old-timers, the small thing is great, and the grandson sees the grandfather ......."
Qin Jun was puzzled: "The old gentleman also understands the practice of Buddhism and Zen Buddhism?"
"Don't you understand, the old-timers call it second, and no one dares to call it first......" Jiang Aijian did not hesitate to praise himself...... Ever since I saw the golden body of the Buddha with my own eyes, I have seen that all the Buddhist practitioners have felt that they are too weak and have no appreciation at all.
The same is true of the current situation.
But......
For everyone else, this is a true master!
Bang bang bang!
After those flying swords crashed into Kim.
Fly back and fly again.
The master said in a deep voice: "A bunch of waste. ”
Well?
Everyone was stunned.
How could this master say such vulgar words?
"Throw away the flying sword!" the master shouted again.
"Yes yes yes ......"
With such a high-ranking person present, how could others dare to hold on to this sword.
They threw away the long swords in their hands.
When those swords fell into the formation, they would be swept up by a wave of vitality and returned to the Seven Peerless Formations.
The sword formation gradually stopped attacking and changed back to its original form, revolving around the huge tombstone.
If it weren't for the seven faint circles of light on the ground, they would have even thought that these swords were being manipulated by someone.
......
After the recovery of the Seven Absolute Formations.
The golden body of the Buddha disappeared.
The efforts of those practitioners before were all in vain...... The flying sword, which was finally obtained, was handed back.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the "master".
Only then did I see his appearance clearly.
Emaciated, gray monk's robe, monk's hat...... It's not young, and it looks like an old man, but he's in good spirits.
"It turned out to be a Buddhist master!
The crowd bowed to the master.
At this time, Jiang Aijian suddenly smiled and said, "Kongyuan...... How did you end up like this? ”
The monk frowned.
His eyes were like knives, and he looked at Jiang Aijian......
The crowd exclaimed.
"Master Kongyuan?"
"Master Kongyuan of the Great Empty Temple?"
The Great Empty Temple, the first of the four major Buddhist gates, has always been admired. However, since the incident of the Runan Altar, it has left a lot of infamy in the cultivation world.
can face such a master.
These cultivators were just scared and didn't dare to say anything.
"Do you recognize the old man?" said Kongyuan.
"Master of the Sky Distance...... You have to pretend to be an ordinary little monk and understand, please hide the Buddha's prayer beads, this thing is too conspicuous. Jiang Aijian said.
Kong Yuan looked at the rosary on his body.
I think it was when I used the golden body just now, the vitality urged the rosary, and the identity was recognized.
Among the four major Buddhist gates, only Kongyuan has a Buddha prayer bead.
But......
None of that matters.
Kong Yuan said in a deep voice: "Since this is the case, Lao Qu has nothing to hide, the magic sword in the Seven Absolute Formations, Lao Qu is determined to win." I don't want anything else, I'll give it to you!"
Where do those cultivators dare to talk about conditions?
In the end, this is a place where strength sets the rules.
But think about it......
These cultivators are not qualified to get that magic sword.
If someone can take the lead, take the sword formation, and get other flying swords, it is also a good choice.
"In that case, ask the master for advice. ”
"Master...... You take this magic sword, I agree, but this sword array is extremely weird, how can you crack it?"
The cultivators almost acquiesced.
Seeing Jiang Aijian, he shook his head.
What a decent family, when I saw this bald donkey, I was all stunned for seconds, and I had no backbone at all.
Kong Yuan looked at the sword array and said, "The old man is fully prepared for this sword. irrelevant, or disagrees with the old man taking the magic sword...... Now it's time to roll. ”
He used a word that was extremely inconsistent with his identity, "get out".
He spoke.
Two of the people in the crowd left the large group and walked towards the outside of the Sword Ruins.
Jiang Aijian said in a low voice: "Hehe, you really have a backbone......"
There is no obstruction in the air.
His eyes were on Lu Zhou and the others, and he asked, "Donors, what do you think?"
Jiang Aijian said: "I have." ”
"Donor, please. Kong Yuan said.
Kong Yuan had never met Lu Zhou before, and the light was dim, so he didn't notice Lu Zhou next to him at all.
Jiang Aijian said, "What if you can't break this formation?"
Kong Yuan said disapprerovingly: "Since the old man dares to come, then he has this confidence." ”
"I don't think you can break this formation...... If you can't break this formation, you'll have to ask for this magic sword! Jiang Aijian said.
“......”
Lu Zhou, Xiao Yuan'er and Qin Jun all looked at Jiang Aijian.
This guy has a good mouth.
Kongyuan is in a high position, and he is the abbot of the Great Empty Temple, how can he allow others to question it, and immediately said: "If the old man can't break this formation...... The old man didn't want this magic sword. However, who can break the formation that even the old man can't break?"
Jiang Aijian said: "I don't know if others can break it...... You can't break it anyway. ”
Kong Yuan glanced at Jiang Aijian again......
The moment the four eyes met, Jiang Aijian felt a touch of murderous intent.
Jiang Aijian chuckled in his heart, this is a Buddhist master?
He stepped back, deliberately getting closer to Lu Zhou.
Lu Zhou shouted lightly: "Get out." ”
"Get out of ......," Jiang Aijian ran to the side.
The fox is fake and the tiger is mighty, borrowed from the old man's head?
Kong Yuan didn't continue to pay attention to Jiang Aijian, but said to the many cultivators: "Danxin Sect, Seven Star Mountain Villa, Heavenly Master Dao, disciples of the Hengqu Sect, take the lead. ”
He directly called out the disciples of the sect among the top ten famous sects.
About twenty disciples walked out.
"Please command, Master. ”
"I want to see what you are really capable of...... Don't disgrace the face of your masters. Kong Yuan said.
The twenty disciples glanced at each other, shook their heads and sighed.
Among them, the strongest cultivator is only the one who has just stepped into the primordial gods, and the remaining bunch of Brahma Sea realms and a few divine courts.
How can it compete with the sky.
"Let's get started. Someone responded.
The practitioners returned to their original positions.
One by one, the Dharma bodies were sacrificed.
Jiang Aijian couldn't bear to look at those pitiful small Dharma Bodies, and covered his eyes with some sympathy.
"Old-timers...... Do it?" Jiang Aijian proposed.
"There's no rush. Lu Zhou said indifferently.
If someone wants to be cannon fodder, he is naturally willing to enjoy it.
Besides, he's not in his prime now, and prop cards can save money.
Kong Yuan glanced in the direction of Jiang Aijian, and the killing intent in his eyes flashed.
Snorted.
The monk's robe trembled, and a faint golden light appeared.
"Spiegel. ”
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