Chapter 117: Heartbreaking
With the action of the Emperor Heart Venerable, the other three holy monks also made a move immediately, and the four of them have always been in the same breath and shot together.
The fist that the holy monk Jiaxiang had been clenching all this time finally loosened, revealing a thumb that was more than twice as big as an ordinary person, and the other four fingers were thin and rotten, only the thumb was full.
It was as if the flesh and blood of the other four fingers were offered on the thumb, and then he walked towards a gap exposed by Wan Qingshan.
Suddenly, a mysterious and silent finger force went towards the point of Wanqing Mountain, as if it was far away from the void, pointing to the Milky Way.
"One-finger Zen. ”
It is the martial arts that the holy monk of Jiaxiang has been practicing for decades, and he does not make a move, such as sitting on dry Zen, similar to closed-mouth Zen, and basically does not speak on weekdays, but once he speaks, it is the Buddhist Zen singing, which has the great mana of destroying demons and demons.
The holy monk Jiaxiang was originally a right-hander, but in order to practice this finger meditation, he relied on his left hand and the care of other juniors in his daily life.
After decades of practice, he finally cultivated his finger Zen to the point of being superb, and when he pointed out, it was like a Buddha smiling.
It can not only affect people's spiritual will, drag people into the supreme Zen realm, and cross people into Buddhahood.
If you encounter a demon who doesn't know what to do, then the Buddha's finger power on it can also crush people to pieces.
Even if it is a few hundred meters away, it can point ordinary people into meat puree with one finger, and now it is only a few meters away from Wan Qingshan, and the strength of the finger is extraordinary.
And the wisdom of the Zen master is also far away from a palm, from the palm bloomed immeasurable Buddha light, as if a Buddha was born from the palm.
"Heart Buddha palm. ”
The martial arts of Buddhism need to be combined with the unfathomable Buddhism to be able to cultivate to a high level, otherwise it will only hurt itself, and the heart Buddha palm is one of the Buddha's palms that does not mainly hurt the enemy's body.
The Buddha of the Heart is the belief in the Buddha, which is a method that induces all kinds of compassion in the hearts of ordinary people, so that they have a feeling of shame about the evil things of the past, and cross people into Buddhahood.
The so-called putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot, although it is only a unilateral statement of Buddhism, but the so-called putting down the butcher's knife is not a real butcher's knife, but a past obsession and malice in my heart.
And this kind of martial arts cannot be practiced unless the great wisdom is not practiced, and in the entire Buddhism, there is only a wise Zen master who has this understanding and wisdom and successfully cultivates it.
And now, the wise Zen master slapped his palm at Wan Qingshan, and everyone only felt a burst of golden Buddha light flashing in front of them, and a mighty Buddha appeared, as if he wanted to resolve all the sins in the world.
Finally, there is the Taoist Zen Master, I saw his arms flying, like a thousand hands, I can't see the shadow of the palm clearly, I can't tell which one is the real hand.
"Dharma hand. ”
Bodhidharma, the ancestor of Zen Buddhism in Buddhism, is a representative of the vast supernatural powers in the eyes of Buddhist disciples, and is a real existence.
And the Bodhidharma hand takes the meaning of Bodhidharma to subdue demons.
If the heart Buddha palm is the spiritual level of the demon, then the Dharma hand is the physical level of transcendence.
The four of them joined forces, and suddenly they were like a shock, attacking and killing Wan Qingshan.
Now that Wan Qingshan has linked whether they can defeat Wan Qingshan with whether or not they will ban the Buddhist temple afterwards, they can't help but go all out.
Between the lightning and the fire, Wan Qingshan had already exchanged hands with the four Buddhist holy monks, first his left hand directly flicked the Zen staff that the Emperor Heart Zen Master had called, and then his chest resisted a hard blow to the Zen Finger Power of Jiaxiang Zen Master's fingers.
As for the Wisdom Zen Master's Heart Buddha Palm, all kinds of emotions in Wan Qingshan's heart were suppressed by Wan Qingshan one by one, without the slightest effect.
For Wan Qingshan, it is basically the same as soy sauce, and there is no threat at all.
Only Daoxin's Dharma hand made Wan Qingshan's eyes shine, but that's all.
"The heart of the wisdom of the Zen master Buddha palm is empty of Buddha nature and no Buddha heart, and it may be possible to deal with ordinary people, but for this seat, it is difficult to enter the hall of elegance. ”
"The Great Perfection Staff Method of the Emperor Heart Venerable is indeed very powerful, but it is a pity that it is more than strong and not flexible enough, and it is almost meaningless. ”
"Jiaxiang Zen Master's one-finger Zen is indeed deep in the three flavors of Zen Buddhism, but the power of the void finger is not as powerful as the eleventh power of Song Que's ninth sword, and it is powerful, but so. ”
"It's a bit interesting to say that the Dharma hand of the Taoist Zen Master is like a fantasy, pervasive, and has the taste of suppression, but unfortunately it is not Bodhidharma alive after all. ”
Wan Qingshan fought back and commented at the same time, as if these four Buddhist holy monks were his juniors.
It was even more casual than when dealing with Song Que, as if these four holy monks joined forces, and they couldn't compare to Song Que alone.
But this is not the case, and it would be a big mistake to think so.
It can only be said that Wan Qingshan's physical body is too advantageous for melee combat, if these four holy monks are like the sword cultivator that Wan Qingshan met in the arena of the main god paradise, they have the ability to kill and kill peerless long-range attacks.
Then he can still kill Wan Qingshan back and forth, after all, Wan Qingshan can't fly in the sky now, and these four holy monks can completely rely on light skills to deal with Wan Qingshan.
However, they use their shortcomings to attack the length of thousands of green mountains.
If you want to break Wan Qingshan's body, which has driven the blood qi of her whole body at this moment, the attack must at least reach an attack power similar to that of Song Que's ninth sword.
However, these four holy monks cooperated with each other, even if Song Que fell into the combined attack of these four people, he would not be able to get half of the benefits.
Because the four holy monks have their own duties, one MT - Emperor Heart Venerable, one assistant - wisdom, one melee - Daoxin, and one long-range - Jiaxiang.
And Song Que only has attack power that can be praised, but there is actually no obvious gap between the level of his physical body and ordinary people.
Undefended, an iron rod, and an ordinary dagger could kill him.
So as long as the attack power reaches a certain level, it can hurt him, so in fact, there is nothing wrong with the group of four.
The only problem is that Wan Qingshan's own physical body is too strong, and attacks that do not reach a level line cannot cause damage at all, which is simply BUG-level.
This is also the result of today's embarrassing situation, the four-person team found that every time the boss who opened the copy was injured by them, it was only a mandatory blood minus, and the boss itself was hundreds of thousands of blood.
It's desperate!
"The martial arts of the holy monks, this seat has already been taught, so now, this seat will let the four holy monks taste this punch of this seat and see if they can enter the eyes of the four holy monks. ”
As Wan Qingshan's voice fell, the people in the martial arts around him suddenly felt that their bodies were tight, as if the air around them was restrained.
Then the surroundings turned to mud, and they all fell into the mud and could not extricate themselves.
"Red Dust!"
I saw that in the mud, countless chains stretched out from it, constantly winding around them, constantly pulling them into the mud, trying to pull them into the depths of the mud.
And in the air, there are four great Buddhas exuding golden light, and their bodies are wrapped around chains that are thousands of times thicker than them, and the chains are as scarlet as blood, even if the four Buddhas keep shaking, they can't shake the slightest.
I can only be pulled down by the chains step by step, not to pull the four Buddhas into the boundless mud, not to let the golden body be stained with filth, and vow not to give up.
Hongchen was imprisoned, and as Wan Qingshan continued to realize and deepen his cultivation, the more profound his fist became more and more profound, the more he was able to evolve the power of this move.
Fist intent through the void.
Although he is only dragging people into this illusion at present, as his strength becomes stronger and his fist comprehension becomes deeper and deeper, he may not be able to truly evolve into a real supernatural power.
And the four Buddhas in the eyes of everyone are naturally the four of Daoxin Jiaxiang, compared to the people in the surrounding martial arts, they were affected by Wan Qingshan's fist intent and pulled into the illusion.
The punch of these four masters facing Wan Qingshan was even more profound.
They only felt that they were being wrapped in chains, and the chains emitted a glowing red light, and the red light seeped into their bodies, attracting their seven emotions and six desires as human beings.
Joy, anger, sorrow, love, hatred, lust!
The four holy monks hurriedly guarded the door of their hearts and were not bewitched.
The four holy monks deserved to be great and virtuous monks, and they quickly suppressed the six emotions of joy, sorrow, fear, love, and evil in their hearts, and no matter how many thoughts in their hearts were suppressed.
The joy of rebirth, the sorrow of the deceased, the fear of their own death, the love of family happiness, the evil of the great enemy of Buddhism, and the desire for inheritance were all suppressed by these four holy monks one by one.
But at this time, the Emperor Heart Venerable only felt that there was a nameless fire in himself, and Wan Qingshan said before that he wanted to get rid of the Buddhist Temple, and the voice of the monk suddenly sounded in his ears as if it was magnified thousands of times.
The anger suddenly broke through the pass, burning everything, and all those who wanted to destroy the Buddha were the enemies of the Buddha.
And the other three holy monks did the same, only to feel a wave of anger rise in their hearts, like maggots on tarsal bones, burning their limbs and hundreds of remains, and crushing their senses.
Anger arises from the heart, and once it is angry, it becomes a slave to the heart and is at the mercy of others.
The four of them were hit by Wan Qingshan's fist intent, and the fist force swept over, and they all spurted blood and fell to the ground, what is more serious is that the hearts of the four Buddhas are dusty, their eyes are red, and their faces are slightly hideous, if it weren't for the years of Buddha cultivation that make their state of mind peaceful, I'm afraid that now they have been enchanted by the Buddha.
In the eyes of everyone around, the four Buddhas were pulled into the quagmire, their golden bodies were bleak and broken, and they fell into the Buddha.
However, such a thing will happen, and Wan Qingshan deliberately set up a bureau before.
And then step by step let them go to their own demise.
First of all, I made a bet with them that the future of Buddhism would be involved in the four of them, and once they failed, countless Buddhism would be banned, and countless monks would be returned to the world, which aroused their resentment and victory.
With hatred and a sense of victory, there will be calculations and attachments.
Then during the competition, Wan Qingshan commented that their martial arts were commonplace, allowing them to see the possibility of failure, and once again had a heart-to-heart confrontation.
In the end, Wan Qingshan raised his fist, causing these angry thoughts in their hearts, breaking their state of mind, if there were no years of Qing cultivation to calm their state of mind, their martial arts cultivation would be like a river bursting its embankment, pouring thousands of miles.