King Mingda became more and more manic, the blood in his eyes was even stronger, and suddenly with a wave of his right hand, the scimitar flew into his hand with a "whew", and the blade dripped thick drops of blood, and a bloody breath spread, "Only on the heavenly burial platform, can I be inspired by the holy light of the Buddha Mother, as a generation of Esoteric Dharma King, I failed to open the hidden door, and then I refined the Zen method of Sutra Buddhism......"

Speaking of this, the scimitar in the hand of King Mingda shook, and a few drops of blood splashed out from the scimitar, "The Thirteen Hidden Gates are the mantle of Dharma transmission left by Guru Padmasambhava to Esoteric Buddhism, and it is the last hope for the inheritance of Buddhism in the end of the Dharma era, but since it is the end of the Dharma era, it is also a critical moment for the survival of the whole world, so only when the world is facing the juncture of destruction, can the hidden door be truly opened......"

Wei Fei couldn't help but smile bitterly, but suddenly raised his eyebrows, he came all the way, of course, not because of any interest in the so-called Thirteen Fuzang Gate of Esoteric Buddhism, but from the imprint of the Miri Bala Little Living Buddha, he finally noticed the intention of the Miri Bala Little Living Buddha, although he is a member of the Central Plains Daomen, but he knows the meaning of the existence of Esoteric Buddhism, so he is full of curiosity about another secret legend of Esoteric Buddhism, in addition, there is a trace of things that he can't understand, As if something had been calling him, for the first time he felt that he was so close to the cause of the prosperity of this Esoteric Sect, and it was full of a mysterious sense.

And with Wei Fei's cultivation and skills at this time, if he climbed from the front of Zhuri Sacred Mountain, under the interception of Nyingma and other lamas, it would not be so smooth. But as a descendant of the flag gate, he came up the mountain quietly from the back mountain. It can still be done easily, but although he predicted that the first generation of Dharma King Mingda who opened the Fuzang Gate would be on the back mountain, he didn't expect that since the Venerable King Mingda went up to the Zhuri Divine Mountain, his mind would fall into a state of skill, and his casual explanation of yin and yang would introduce the consciousness of the Venerable King Mingda to the edge of going berserk.

But seeing that at this moment, Venerable Mingda's eyes were red, and the scimitar in his right hand was also glowing with blood. Such tyranny should never have been seen in a Esoteric Dharma King. Suddenly, however, His Holiness Mingda retracted his right hand and spoke with difficulty. "Fellow Daoist, I have been invaded by the demons in my heart, and I am about to get out of control, hurry! Friends of the Tao help me......"

Wei Fei was stunned. But he saw that the scimitar in King Mingda's right hand was actually slashed straight at him. He hurriedly took a step back, and the tip of his nose grazed with a "whoosh" of the Venerable King's knife, which was filled with an indescribable smell of blood.

Wei Fei stepped back again, and suddenly stretched out his fingers to draw intently, and the circle became a figure, and he shouted, "King Mingda." Where is your heart? In the midst of the shouting, he saw four pillars of light rising from the ground, and then uniting with each other. Forming a four-sided whole, it was like a three-dimensional cage, enveloping King Mingda in it, and then Wei Fei gently spit out a few words.

But seeing that His Holiness Mingda was shaken, as if he had been frozen in the camera, his body was only shaken and then immobilized. His complexion changed several times, from confusion to anger and surprise, to calming down, and even calm as usual, "What kind of supernatural mind method do you have?" ”

Wei Fei smiled slightly, "This trick is called painting the ground as a prison, but it is not the magic power of the Buddhists, but the unique ...... of my Yi Dao Banner Gate" In his smile, maybe he didn't know that he actually had a little bit of the leadership style of the Yi Dao Banner Gate, "In ancient times, there were dynasties, the law was strict, someone committed a crime, and there was no need for torture at all, just draw the ground as a prison, no one dared to cross the line, what are you doing?" ”

Venerable Venerable Mingda slowly closed his eyes, he knew why, when the laws and regulations are greater than everything, even if the ground is drawn as a prison, it cannot be resisted, that is to say, the general trend is that there is nothing to change, this prison is locked in his own heart.

At the same time, on the top of the Zhuri Divine Mountain, Master Offering Zanzan, who seemed to have gone to the Altar Sect, and Elder Baichai, suddenly opened their eyes together, "His realm is obviously already in the process of breaking through, why did it stop all of a sudden?" Elder Baichai's face was full of doubt, "Guru Zang, what happened?" ”

Master Zhenzan frowned for a long time, "I don't know why, he seems to have closed his Zen realm, could it be that he has discovered something?" Speaking of this, he suddenly stood up with a "whew", "No, things have changed, he is not self-enclosed, but trapped." ”

Elder Baichai was slightly startled, he hesitated for a moment, "It shouldn't be the work of my subordinates, their skills and cultivation are not enough to be the enemy of King Mingda. For Praise Guru, this place is the dojo of your sect, what should I do next? ”

On the mountain behind the Zhuri Divine Mountain, Wei Fei breathed a sigh of relief, "painting the ground as a prison" is not so easy to perform, this magic is with the help of "potential", and this "potential" is also the awe of people's hearts, the test is the nature of people, people instinctively have respect for heaven and earth, fear of the law and power, heaven and earth have qi, power is powerful, this is all powerful.

And, fortunately, Venerable Mingda is obviously taking the path of asceticism at present, the precepts are deep, no matter whether the people in Buddhism are secret, the deeper the cultivation, the more solid the cage from the depths of the heart, otherwise although Wei Fei comprehended the power of thought, but also could not perform the magic of "drawing the ground as a prison", after all, some supernatural powers are not based on mental power, but on the mystical principles. to bring about the power of heaven and earth.

His Holiness Mingda's face sometimes turned red, sometimes it became extremely hideous, but no matter how he did, rushing left and right, even punching and kicking, and hitting his head on his shoulder, it was always difficult to get out of the radius of two meters where he was standing. "Draw the ground as a prison", an invisible circle, but it can trap such a master as King Mingda, the means of Yi Daoqimen are really mysterious, but Wei Fei's expression became heavy.

He was not surprised that Venerable Mingda was invaded by the demons in his heart, since he knew that Venerable Mingda was the first Venerable King to try to open the hidden door, and he knew that Venerable Mingda would appear on the Sacred Mountain of Zhuri, so if Venerable Mingda could not successfully open the hidden door, it would be time for the demons to retaliate, because the hidden hidden gate has always been and will always be the only obsession of Venerable Mingda. Even if he had practiced Zen forgetting, the moment Venerable Venerable Mingda ascended the Sacred Mountain of the Pearl, his demons were destined to attack. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )