Eighty-six, the divine enchantment
Among the seven people, it should be the Great Freedom Heavenly Dharma King who said lightly, "We have the same origin as the Plateau Esoteric Sect, but because of the different comprehension of the teachings, we left the Esoteric Sect and opened up another secret realm, but Venerable Mingda, you can't say that we entered the Plateau this time, and we have no chance with the Fuzang Gate, and the cause of the thousand-year-old prosperity must have our share of merit." β
The heads of the seven people appeared again, but the next moment the sparks turned into blood and water, except for the other six people of the Great Freedom Heavenly Law King, suddenly trembled, the magic power they used was originally specifically to fight against the five elements of the Central Plains Daomen in the secret of the clumsy fire, water overcomes fire, and the six people are using the cold of the snow-capped mountains to extinguish the open fire of the King of Mingda, but who knows that in the blink of an eye, the open fire of the King of Mingda suddenly turned into a monstrous blood and water, and the six people froze on the spot.
The Dharma King of the Great Freedom Heaven shouted angrily, "King Mingda, you are actually enchanted?" β
King Mingda's expression remained unchanged, "You are also a Dharma King, what is a demon?" β
The Great Freedom Heavenly Dharma King was silent for a moment, and he didn't even know how to answer, there was no clear boundary in Tantra regarding entering the demon.
Venerable Mingda said: "I have practiced in two lifetimes and finally found the key to opening the hidden hidden gate, not to mention that you are a group of lonely souls and wild ghosts who have long been separated from the Plateau Esoteric Sect, even if you are the living Buddhas of the three sects, no one can take away my merits." β
Speaking of this, the seal on his hand changed, and suddenly the bloody aura was everywhere, and for a while, it seemed to be a heavenly burial platform in the mountains after the Pearl River, and there seemed to be blood flowing in the air.
I could only hear the sound of "snorting", as if there were many knives waving, and blood splattered. The six were cut and broken into several pieces. The limbs are neatly stacked on the ground. It's as if waiting for a vulture to come on a burial platform.
His Holiness was also miserable, covered in bloody wounds. There are several places where deep bones can be seen. He trembled and stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, and hissed in a hoarse voice, "Not only have you fallen into the devil, but you have also abandoned the fundamental supernatural power of the Plateau Esoteric Sect, you are the Dao!" β
Venerable Venerable Mingda shook his head, "I've already let go of the Esoteric Sect and the Dao Sect, and you're still clinging to the demons?" β
Then he shouted, "What's the matter if it's a demon? My great wish in my past life and this life is to open the door of hiding,
In the era of the end of the Dharma, the opening of the hidden door was for Esoteric Buddhism and all beings in the world. It's a great merit.
So, if I don't go to hell, who will? "If I have to enter the demon to complete this merit and open the hidden door, then I am willing to become a demon!"
He recited a mantra and folded his hands together, "Amitabha!" I am enchanted for the sake of sentient beings, and the Buddha is not angry. β
Da Zi Zaitian looked at Venerable Mingda, and a look of fear gradually appeared in his eyes.
His Holiness Mingda walked up to the phantom of the little living Buddha and looked at it silently for a while. Suddenly sneered, "The mark of the Miribala family? Yes, it is passed down from generation to generation. He glanced at the Great Freedom Heaven that wanted to speak, "The mark of Mizhbala is himself. His cultivation and merits could have been confirmed a long time ago, but in order to pass on this mark, he had to be reincarnated from generation to generation. β
There was a pause. He continued: "Or it can be said that MiΕΎbala himself is the real key that opens the hidden door. β
Watching His Holiness Mingda pinch a strange handprint, he slammed it down on the phantom of the little living Buddha of Miribala. Suddenly, a colorful brilliance flickered, and the lotus flowers in the brilliance broke and fell off. There is a treasure umbrella ribbon flashing. "This is his real protective merit."
Da Zi Zai Tian asked in a bitter voice, "Venerable Mingda, have you already comprehended the mystery of the red and white flowers?" β
Venerable Mingda smiled slightly, "What red and white flowers bloom, that is the power of life and death." β
The seal on his hand changed, and the phantom of the little living Buddha of Miri Bala suddenly floated like a reflection on the surface of the water, and it became blurred, and the phantom of the little living Buddha of Miri Bala faced each other with ten fingers of his hands, and he also pinched a handprint, "Venerable Venerable Mingda, it's useless, my spiritual will is not here." You still can't open the hidden door. β
His Holiness Mingda was unmoved, and as soon as he clasped his hands together, the phantom of the little living Buddha of Miribala completely disappeared and turned into a small white jade lion, the size of the lion's palm, crystal clear and lifelike. faintly emitted bursts of five-colored light.
"White Lion's Key!"
Suddenly, an exclamation sounded, "After all, it is the first generation of wisdom awakened Dharma King, Venerable Mingda, and you are the first to get the White Lion Key." β
Venerable Venerable Mingda snorted, "I underestimated you, but you can follow here." β
Seeing a sensation in the middle of the severed limbs that had been dismembered by him earlier, a figure slowly stood up, "The ambition of His Holiness Mingda and His Holiness is to open the hidden door, and I don't have that much wish, but I promised my guru that even if I fall into hell in this life, I will not open the hidden door as the Dharma King." β
Venerable Venerable Mingda stood with one palm, and a little open flame erupted, and green smoke rose from the severed limbs all over the ground, and they were incinerated by the clumsy fire, but the figure was surrounded by a bloody light, "Venerable Mingda, I don't want to compete for your merits, and I can't compete for it, I just want my guru to return to the Buddha's mother quietly." β
His Holiness Mingda's face turned upturned, "What the hell do you want to say?" β
The blood-colored figure was Chiba, "White Lion Key, Venerable Mingda, although you have obtained the White Lion, but you also know that Miribala actually gave his mark to the Venerable Weifei Venerable, although the white lion is here, but the secret key is not complete, maybe I have a way to get that Venerable Weifei to take out the spiritual imprint of Miribala." β
Venerable Venerable Mingda didn't speak, just glanced at Chiba, he knew Wei Fei, and even more so that this young man represented a force that the Esoteric Sect could not easily provoke.
Chiba smiled, but this smile was shrouded in blood, and it looked so weird, "He is the descendant of the banner of the Central Plains Daomen, and he has great karma, but at the same time, he is a human after all, and the only person he met after entering the plateau was King Tashi of Kichijoji, but King Tashi gave up his inheritance because of a woman......" "You mean to use Tashi to threaten Wei Fei and let him take out the mark of Miri Bala himself?" His Holiness was expressionless, "The Holiness of Kichijoji is not so easy to deal with. β
Chiba shook his head, of course, the inheritance of Kichijoji is not so simple, but Tashi's cultivation has been temporarily abolished, "So we can seize Tashi to blackmail Wei Fei, however, I think the best way is for us to blackmail Tashi and let Tashi deal with Wei Fei, Wei Fei must not have thought that Ou Quan, his only friend in the plateau would calculate himself." Speaking of this, he couldn't help but laugh twice, and the laughter was filled with a sense of evil. (To be continued.) )
PS: This chapter is really difficult to write, it took me two days, and I just couldn't find the feeling.