"Disciple Fahai, I have seen my Buddha."

Countless monks were shocked and looked at Zhang Hao, but all they saw was nothingness, and there were also several great monks who seemed to feel something, and bowed down to worship at the same time.

"Thank you to my Buddha for personally guiding the disciples!" Zen Master Fahai bowed again, then slowly sat down and closed his eyes.

There is a faint fragrance floating from the flesh of Fahai Zen Master, there are golden lotus flowers falling in the air, auspicious light is swirling, and there is more chanting in the void, and everyone has seen an indelible scene in this life.

This is like the Ananda Sutra, Zhang Hao was surprised in his heart, and how could the voice be like his voice when he was reading.

"Congratulations to Pei Zu for his ascension to heaven and bliss......"

Thousands of people knelt down to worship, 10,000 people said goodbye, and even the emperor who was far away in the palace felt something, stood up, and sighed to send off.

That is, Zhang Hao's eyes changed, and what he saw were living scriptures, these scriptures flew and twisted in the air, forming handprints, shining with golden light, with an indescribable terrifying atmosphere. Be the first to update

"Three Mountains Lion Seal!"

"Immovable Ming King Seal!"

"Lotus Boy Seal!"

"Big White Umbrella Buddha Mother Seal!"

"The Great Day is like a seal!"

"Great Virtue Vajra Seal!"

……

Each mudra corresponds to a sutra, a total of 88 mudras, corresponding to 88 sutras, corresponding to 88 Buddhas.

Zhang Hao's only feeling now is that Zen Master Fahai is too terrifying, and it is not easy for others to specialize in one kind of Buddhist scripture in their lives, but he has specialized in eighty-eight kinds.

The scriptures are still running, and these mudras are formed one by one, with yellow auspicious light, white yuanguang, purple glow, and black evil light......

Eventually, the handprints began to rotate around each other, as if the soldiers were looking for their place, and they were arranged in a certain pattern, as if they were ...... It's like a formation.

I don't know how long it took, but these mudras finally stopped, and gradually began to gather, condensing a new mudra in the center, and this mudra seemed to be alive and had a soul of its own.

There is divine light flowing on it, there is the sound of chanting, and it is like a brown singing, and it is more like the trembling of heaven, earth and stars, shaking the nine heavens.

Before Zhang Hao could figure it out, the handprint shook suddenly, and it was imprinted into his soul in an instant, like a cloud of bright light mist.

The whole process was just a blink of an eye, Zhang Hao didn't have time to react at all, and watched as the breath of light and mist was like milk falling into hot water, slowly melting and weakening, and finally melting into his soul and ceasing to exist.

Zhang Hao couldn't help but be stunned, his heart was blank for a while, this handprint not only brought him a kind of inheritance, but also seemed to give him a memory, this feeling was like his first soul fusion.

The Hand of Nirvana, also known as Mercy Without Tears!

Fahai Zen Master obtained from the ancient scrolls of Buddhism, relying on this mudra to cultivate into a masterpiece, and opened a door by himself.

Just like when he was young, he tried this technique for the first time, and easily captured the spider spirit who incarnated as an old monk.

The Spider Buddha once asked: "I have practiced for 200 years, accumulated good and accumulated virtue, and have never committed a single precept, why do you want to arrest me as a fellow Buddha, this is cannibalism." ”

At that time, he was young and vigorous, only twenty years old.

With the change of time and the profundity of Buddhism, he understood, Buddhism was wide, and the butcher knife was the Buddha, not to mention that countless Buddhas themselves were "demons", which also had him see the white snake and Xiaoqing making trouble in the bamboo forest, or let them go, let them do their own thing, otherwise they would suppress the Leifeng Tower.

He was proficient in Buddhism, but he didn't understand feelings, and in the end he suppressed Leifeng Pagoda for three hundred years.

Until Zhang Hao saw the scene when he successfully exited the customs.

"Demons distinguish between good and evil!"

"Good and evil are demons!"

He spoke softly, but he was as firm as a golden stone, and the thunderclouds rolled and deafened.

This is his way, not confused, not confused, no regrets, it is the way, there is a Buddha's fruit.

Zhang Hao didn't know why he was a little sad in his heart, and tears slowly flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

Compassion has no tears, all dharmas have no self, silence is happiness, and the four are empty - the hand of nirvana!

Boom, Zhang Hao woke up, the whole cave was shaking, the gravel on his head began to roll down, the ground undulated, there were flames from the ground, there were killing arrays flying around uncontrollably, the neatly arranged stone altars rolled to the ground, and some fell into the cracks and were rolled into nothingness by the firelight.

The statue of the snake god swayed from side to side, cracks appeared on the pedestal, and red magma slowly seeped out. Be the first to update

Syllable! Suddenly, a fist-sized crack appeared in the statue's abdomen, and then spread like water streaks in all directions.

It's not good, Zhang Hao exclaimed, this place is going to collapse, I'm afraid that the killing array will change, and the living array will become a dead formation.

Airplanes! Suddenly, the statue of the snake god shattered and collapsed, and something flew out of it, and it smashed over in an instant.

Zhang Hao stretched out his hand and grabbed it directly in his hand, with a feeling of blood connection, as if he had found his long-lost beloved.

I haven't seen anything in my hand, but I feel very familiar.

Is this a tripod? No, it should be said that it is a pot, round inside and square outside, not the current pot for pouring water, but the pot like a pot in the past, with a round lid similar to a gourd. Be the first to update

From time to time, a ray of light flashed across it, indicating the integrity of the pot.

Zhang Hao instinctively muttered: "Boiled heavenly pot." ”

"The jade pot knows the knot, and the water is restored. The whiteness can be weakened, and the cold can be self-condensed. ”

This is the Fierce Venerable's natal weapon, he quickly understood that he had refined a wisp of the Fierce Venerable's breath, so that the boiling sky pot instinctively thought that he was the master, and directly recognized the master, without refining.

So this amazing boiling kettle is as familiar as his own fingers as Zhang Hao was born in his arms.

The boiling heaven pot emitted wisps of pure aura wrapped around Zhang Hao's body, this was a kind of protection, Zhang Hao felt that there were countless rays of light shooting towards this place, probing here. More and faster chapters are here.

Although the god Mars is not big, it is definitely an ancient star, and there are many characters hidden.

The light of these searches was filled with doubts and puzzles, and they found nothing, only regrets.

This killing array has existed for too long, it may have been corroded, and then destroyed, this is the most famous symbol of God Mars.

"Check, I want to know what's going on there, anyone who shows up there will be killed." An old man in the headquarters of Zoroastrianism said lightly, exuding a strong aura on his body.

"It's not good, the ancestral land has collapsed." The young man standing beside Yue Zhixin's face changed, looked at him with some doubts, and said softly: "The sect leader has a bad temper and has already issued a strangulation order. ”

Yuezhixin looked at the boiling magma calmly, chasing and killing Zhang Hao and losing two martial kings, both of whom were his father's most capable generals, she couldn't explain it, and she came to collect the fire essence herself, all of them were orange so far, and she didn't even see a blue-level fire essence.

"Miss Moon......"

Yue Zhixin turned his head, and there was some dissatisfaction on her beautiful almost fairy-like face, and her delicate eyes were full of inquiry, which made the deputy sect leader feel suffocated and speechless.

"You think I'm the one I sent?"

"No, no, Miss Yue, I'm the guest of honor of our Zoroastrians, and I'm personally with you throughout the whole process, how could it be you, I mean, could it be that kid who did it?"

Yuezhixin's heart moved with some emotion on her soft face, which made the young man next to her swallow his saliva, and the beauty of Yuezhixin's heart made him uncontrollable, and he couldn't help kneeling at her feet to kiss her jade feet.

"Let's go, go to your holy land."

The young man immediately smiled and said, "Okay, I'll arrange for the spaceship to come over." ”

At the same time, the young man drew his long sword, emitted a dazzling red light, and plunged it into the chest of a middle-aged man, without the slightest mercy, and kicked his corpse into the magma.

"You, what are you going to do?" Someone in the team exclaimed.

"Miss, sir, please let me go, I don't know anything."

"Run, run!"

The team of more than a dozen people was immediately chaotic, but the young man himself was a martial king, and he sneered and caught up with these fleeing people, killing them one by one, and none of them were spared.

"The ancestral land is destroyed, and the sect leader has an order to kill anyone."

Yuezhixin waited until the young man was finished killing before walking outside, and there was no objection.

Divine Mars suddenly became a killing place, and the Divine Fire Cultists began to hunt, everyone was a target, and even those spaceships flying the Emperor ** flag, one by one the hidden spaceships were either destroyed or towed away, and people were panicked for a while.

Zhang Hao saw the corpses, one corpse after another, and also encountered the Zoroastrians, and knew the reason for the incident.

Then Zhang Hao was mixed in a team, there were more than thirty people in this team, two of them were teachers from the Star Academy, both of them were Great Martial Sects, and they quickly evacuated.

"Senior Lu, what should we do now, the spaceship has been destroyed."

"Are these Zoroastrians crazy, aren't they afraid of being self-imposed by the Alliance?"

"My father, Major General of the Imperial Empire, I will make them look good."

Lu Feng ignored everyone, but lowered his head and discussed the escape route with another Great Martial Sect.

"Here, this is the alliance's military garrison, although there is only one company of garrisons, but I think the Shenhuo Sect will not dare to attack the military camp station."

"What you said is not wrong, the Divine Fire Sect cleaned us up for the sake of Liwei, so that we could fully control Divine Mars, but the nature of the attack alliance station has changed, and going here is our only way to live."

The two of them looked nervous, although the tone was affirmative, but it was more about giving themselves confidence.

"Let's go, let's go to the Alliance Residence." The team travels very fast, and if it can't run, just leave it behind and leave it to fend for itself.

A Divine Fire Cultist appeared on the road, but when he saw the number of people in this team, he immediately moved out of the way and sent a message.

Zhang Hao was only familiar with the boiling pot, and he had a bracelet to help him shield himself from detection, and he didn't believe that Zoroastrianism could find him.

The military garrison was in front of him, a corpse, and a young man was standing there, behind him were a dozen Zoroastrians, all of whom had been killed.

Everyone stopped, the young man was dressed in red, embroidered with flames, wearing a casual hat on his head, holding a wooden stick in his mouth, looking lazy, and said with a smile: "Your speed is really slow, this is an escape, no one intercepted you and you are only here, if someone intercepts, will I wait until tomorrow?" (Yangzhou Book Group)