"Nan Mu Master Shakyamuni Buddha!"

Master Araki shouted the Buddha horn in a strange rhythm, with a sense of compassion, and the voice was small and long, like water waves spreading into the distance.

The entire Todai Temple suddenly fell silent, and even the cold wind that spread all over the temple and outside suddenly fell silent, and a trace of warmth rose from the bottom of my heart.

All the monks stopped waving their demon-slaying pestles, pointed to the ground like their arms, turned around in unison, and faced the Araki master in front of the VIP hall.

It seems that the front yard full of corpses, like the temple of Shurachang, has become a heavenly realm where the goddess scatters flowers, ten thousand Buddhas sit, and burns sandalwood.

Feng Xiaoxiao did not have the slightest feeling of being washed by Sanskrit, but was shaken all over his body, and his scalp was numb.

This Buddha horn is not only manifested outside, but also directly to the heart, suppressing all the fierce thoughts and distractions in the brain, and there is a mysterious feeling that people just want to put down the butcher knife immediately and become a Buddha on the spot.

This is similar to Mrs. Dongming's magic sound!

Master Araki just said that he could fight even in the face of Shi Zhixuan, Feng Xiaoxiao thought that this bald donkey was sticking gold on his face, and he was quite disdainful in his heart.

He had seen with his own eyes how strong Shi Zhixuan was, and he had not yet comprehended the Heart Mirror, and he was easily crushed to death by this evil king, and he relied on deception to force him to retreat.

Even now, he didn't dare to say that he would definitely be able to win against Shi Zhixuan.

Unexpectedly, Master Araki didn't believe it, he did have such strength.

Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes had already flashed with a ghostly light, and he did not shy away from looking at Master Araki at all.

Master Araki closed his eyes slightly. Obviously, he felt the direct suppression of him by the "Heart Mirror", but his expression was still like water. He shouted the Buddha's horn again, and said: "The wind donor has great luck, great wisdom, and great perseverance. Reaching the realm of enlightenment and purity, good, good! ”

Feng Xiaoxiao saw that he moved freely, as if he was not affected by the heart mirror, and he was also a little surprised, and the dark light in his eyes was even worse, like a fire burning in the ice, and said with a smile: "Master praises ......" The tip of the sword raised slightly, condensing the light.

His face changed suddenly, and he turned his head to look at the east wall of the temple.

I saw a person holding a Zen staff emerge from the back of the tile. The old monk with a graceful temperament, a burly and mighty figure, and a white beard and eyebrows, stood with one palm and saluted from afar.

Master Araki replied, "It turned out to be Senior Brother Emperor Heart. ”

An old monk suddenly stood on the tile surface of the west wall, and said with a smile: "There is no door on the avenue, there is no way out, as long as the wind donor goes back from the place he came from, we will not interfere." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao knew that Shi Zhixuan had just been forced by these two monks to flee. He must leave immediately, as fast as he can, but unfortunately he doesn't know, and slowly turns his sword. sneered: "What if Feng Mou refuses? ”

Master Dixin lowered his eyes and said, "Sin! Sin! This trip is not just an ordinary battle between the rivers and lakes, if the wind donor refuses to leave, please forgive the old man for joining forces with Daoxin to keep the donor here. ”

He said "sin" in his mouth. But the mood did not fluctuate at all, so it can be seen that this must be a grandmaster-level figure of Buddhism. When you start to do it, you must go all out, and you don't care about human feelings at all in order to achieve your ideals.

Li Yuan has been showing up since these two monks. His expression was extremely relaxed, and the wrinkles on his forehead disappeared without a trace.

Not only him, but even Ouyang Xiyi, who was gasping for breath with the pestle sword,

Feng Xiaoxiao glanced at the two of them, and couldn't help but be vigilant, to make them put on such a look of victory, these two great monks were naturally extremely difficult.

At this moment, Master Daoxin, Master Dixin, and Master Araki suddenly shouted at the same time.

The voices of the three monks are different, the tone is different, the letter is soft, the emperor's heart is strong, and the baraki is long, but the voices of the three people are combined, but they are like the morning bell of the twilight drum ringing loudly, shaking the hall, and the person who is deeply fascinated in the bitter sea of the world as his spring and autumn dream can wake up, and realize that life is just a spring dream!

At this moment, Feng Xiaoxiao's scalp was numb, and even the hairs on the back of his neck stood up, and suddenly a great sense of horror was born from the bottom of his heart.

The three monks are obviously peaceful and complacent, but in the solemn and solemn atmosphere of the Buddha hall, with their quiet as the abyss, the unfathomable and profound line of Tibet, there is an awe-inspiring and inviolable momentum.

And although the three monks stand in three places, they just have a feeling of being one with people, and they really have the spirit of surrendering without a fight, and they are perfect and flawless, and there are no gaps to be found.

Looking at such a "Buddha array", how conceited and confident Ren Feng Xiaoxiao still had the idea of moths fighting the fire and bringing about his own destruction.

Is it really just a good way to retreat?

Not to mention the nest in the heart, just say that Feng Xiao Xiao is countering the momentum of the three monks, if you retreat at this time, it is like the water on the high mountain flowing to a low place, the three monks will involuntarily shoot together under the attraction of the qi machine, and the Feng Xiao Xiao, who is already weak and weak, will be destroyed by the waterfall-like torrent, and he is not vulnerable at all.

Don't go on the counteroffensive?

Feng Xiaoxiao immediately denied this idea.

The two new monks showed such a hand, just by feeling, Feng Xiaoxiao knew that their skills were at least not lower than Araki, and they were by no means easy to defeat.

If you rashly attack one person, you will only be dragged by his death, and then intercepted by the other two people to retreat, and fall into a dilemma, maybe you will be exhausted and unable to get out, and you will be captured, and you can't help yourself in life and death.

I have to say that Feng Xue was not cautious enough at the beginning, or she was too confident, otherwise with her skills, it would be much easier to get out at the beginning than Feng Xiaoxiao, and she would not have fought for three days and nights, and finally she was trapped in Yuhe Nunnery, and she couldn't leave if she wanted to.

Feng Xiaoxiao gave birth to a complete sense of helplessness for the first time, like a small worm caught in a heavy spider web, the more it struggles, the tighter it will be entangled, if you don't struggle, it is equivalent to slowly waiting for death.

Airplanes!

The long sword in Feng Xiaoxiao's hand was bright and dark for a while, and a sword was slashed in front of him, and the sword body emitted a low and pleasant sound, and soon it was high-pitched.

The three monks were moved at the same time.

Even Li Yuan was amazed and admired in his heart.

You must know that Feng Xiaoxiao just now is unattackable, undefended, the three monks are full of momentum, there are no gaps and flaws to start, if Feng Xiaoxiao has no means to deal with it, the longer it drags on. The situation will be even more like a river down.

But he suddenly raised his sword, but the whole situation was turned around. As long as the three monks fight each other, in order to balance the momentum. If they break the situation that they are neither offensive nor defensive, there is no gap to be found.

Attack is not attacking, not attacking is attacking, the subtlety and mystery of it, not in the game, it is hard to imagine, even if there are so many people present, only a few top masters such as Li Yuan and Ouyang Xiyi can see the trick clearly.

Momentum leads. The Emperor Heart Master shouted the Buddha's horn, and he didn't know when the Zen staff had reached his hand, and at the same time he tossed up, came to the sky above Feng Xiaoxiao, and swept the staff.

His "Great Perfection Rod" emphasizes the realm of freedom and perfection of "being the master everywhere and standing everywhere", which comes from nothing and returns to nowhere. No matter how tightly the opponent defended, his Dzogchen Staff could still flow like a stream through a dense bamboo forest.

At the beginning, he counted the rods, and the battle was overwhelming, forcing the opponent to only move and block. Then he will be able to unleash the staff technique, penetrating everywhere, and attacking with mercury without any gaps. The opponent's fighting spirit and confidence are completely destroyed.

Unfortunately, since the beginning of Feng Xiaoxiao's sword training, he has been attacking more than defending. Don't mess with how delicate the opponent's moves are and how compelling the momentum is. They only think about how to be fast and save them.

The "Great Perfection Staff Method" is indeed complete, and it cannot be said that the moves are flawless, but the few flaws are not only fleeting, but also filled with full momentum, and it can really be called the Great Perfection.

But there are no flaws, Feng Xiaoxiao can create flaws.

The heart mirror rises steeply, and it is put away.

The invisible cane circle, which is both flexible and tough, suddenly has a brief stagnation!

The sword is bright, the sun is dark!

Looking at this familiar move, Daoxin and the two monks of the Great Wilderness shuddered in their hearts, and at the same time thought of the woman who was cold and glamorous, but extremely ruthless, Master Jiaxiang and Master Wisdom were all injured by this move.

The two of them no longer dared to stand idly by, and swept out together, and in the blink of an eye, they swept around Feng Xiaoxiao.

Li Yuan's face was incredulous, not to mention that the Great Wilderness Master, a Taoist monk, a Dao Heart Master, and the Emperor Heart Venerable are two of the four great holy monks in the world, and his status in Buddhism is equivalent to Ning Daoqi, the leader of the Daomen, and the two joined forces, but they were afraid that Ning Daoqi would also avoid his edge, how could he besiege one person so disregarding his identity?

No wonder Li Yuan couldn't believe it, he didn't know that when the three great monks faced the wind and snow that day, it was because of their self-respecting identity that they refused to shoot at the same time, so that Master Jiaxiang was injured in the hands of Feng Xue.

Now that the four holy monks have been injured, they will not be able to recover for a few years, and at this important moment when the world's luck is converging, Buddhism can no longer afford the consequences of a holy monk being injured.

The finger of the Daoxin, the palm of the Great Wilderness, came almost at the same time.

After all, the two of them are Buddhist monks, although they have to besiege together, they have no killing intent, and only divide Feng Xiaoxiao's left and right shoulders, so that he can't take the opportunity to hurt the Emperor Heart Venerable.

Feng Xiaoxiao exclaimed: "One finger Zen! ”

The finger strength in front of you is like a stainless steel to dissolve the reality of reality, it is clearly the supreme practice of Shaolin Temple, its fingering is the most powerful effect, what King Kong is not bad, and the true qi of the body is vulnerable, no matter how deep your skill is, it will also be broken by a poke, in addition to not being like a sword far away, the power alone is far above the six-vein sword.

Feng Xiao Xiao has been dealing with Shaolin Temple for several years, and he has not been dealing with Shaolin Temple, this peerless fingering method will naturally not be unseen, and he knows that it is powerful, let alone resisting, he does not dare to connect.

He suddenly returned his sword, spun around, stood in the courtyard, looked at Master Daoxin with a strange gaze, and said, "Master is a Shaolin monk?" ”

At that time, it was not compared with later generations, although the Shaolin Temple was quite large-scale, it was the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism, a large Zen temple in the north, but it was rarely born, and few people knew it on the rivers and lakes.

"Yes, the old monk is from Shaolin, but I didn't expect the donor to know one-finger Zen."

Master Daoxin laughed and said, "In my opinion, this battle really doesn't have to take time to compare, because even if the three of us fight together, we can't break the mysterious mental method of the wind donor, if there is damage, everyone will not feel good." ”

If these words are said to be too powerful because of Feng Xiaoxiao, even Daoxin is not confident that he can keep him without killing him.

No matter who has been suffering from the wind and snow for a while, they will be terrified in the face of a similar situation.

After this battle, Buddhism is no longer willing to shake it, otherwise Fengxue will not leave Chang'an so easily when he is injured, and Fan Qinghui will not let Li Yuan test Feng Xiaoxiao, just to leave room for Buddhism and not form a big enemy.

Emperor Xin Venerable put the staff behind his back, stood up with one palm, and sighed: "The Wind Donor is really an immortal martial artist, and the old man admires it."

He had fought hard with the wind and snow for three days and nights, so suddenly he lost his mind for a while, and the tip of the sword reached the situation in front of his nose, and he didn't know how many times he had encountered it, and every time he avoided his heartbeat, even if he had prepared in his heart, Feng Xiaoxiao might also have this mysterious and indescribable mental method, but when he really encountered it, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes turned a few times on the faces of the three monks of Dao Heart, Emperor Heart, and Great Wilderness, and said with a smile: "The three masters are all high-ranking monks with Taoism, since they have opened the golden mouth, Feng can't help it, it's just ......"

He glanced at Li Yuan and said slowly: "Feng was innocently besieged by someone a few days ago, and this account can't be left uncollected, it's really a dilemma!" ”

As the lord of a valve, how could Li Yuan not have some bearing and eyesight? Seeing that the two holy monks were both convinced, even if they were not angry in their hearts, they would not show it, and saluted to Feng Xiaoxiao: "It's all blame on the dogs, they collided with the 'evil emperor', and they were beaten and punished, Li Yuan had nothing to say." ”

The sound of "Evil Emperor" made Feng Xiaoxiao frown, and he was amused by Li Yuan's slippery head.

From eavesdropping on the conversation between Li Yuan and Dahuang, as well as Shi Zhixuan's warning, it can be seen that the Buddhism and Demon Sects all want to maintain the balance of power in Chang'an, and the so-called equilibrium is that Li Yuan's three sons restrain each other, no one can stand out, no one can decline, and if anyone dares to break this balance, they will offend both the Demon Gate and the Buddha Gate.

Li Yuan is such a single, this is the idea, he still wishes that Feng Xiaoxiao would not let go, and he would have to kill Li Yuanji! In this way, he doesn't need to open his mouth, the Demon Gate and the Buddha Gate will take on this relationship for him.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the three monks of Daoxin, Emperor Heart, and Great Wilderness had already smiled bitterly, thinking that they were afraid that they would not be good today.

When today's forces are concerned, the Buddha Gate and the Demon Gate are optimistic about occupying Guanzhong at the same time and dominating Chang'an's Li Valve family, for Li Yuan's three sons, the Buddha and Demon Sect have their own support, and they have poured countless efforts into maintaining a very delicate balance with a tacit understanding.

After all, it is a matter of the rise and fall of the world, the struggle between good and evil, and the rise and fall of the sect, so naturally no one dares to take it lightly.

It is important to know that to the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, to the Sui Dynasty, there have been countless tragic battles between various religions, accompanied by imperial power, there have been several acts of destroying Buddha and Taoism, and there have also been emperors who have issued edicts to cut off Buddhism and Taoism at the same time.

Anyway, the winner is holy, and he can enter the hall and educate the world, and the loser is a demon, like a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouts and beats. (Note 1)

In such a situation, the two sects of Buddhism and Demon do not care about who is the emperor in the world, and they will not let the imperial power fall into the hands of a figure who does not support their own sect if they do their best.

Since Feng Xiaoxiao had already known the trick, how could he be fooled, smiled slightly, and said, "I'm a good talker, and I don't want Li Yuanji's life...... So be it! I was besieged by seven people, and he was on Suzaku Street, and he was hit by seventy boards, and the matter was settled! ”

Li Yuan's face suddenly turned black, although the three monks of Daoxin, Emperor Heart, and Great Wilderness still had a wry smile on their faces, but they were no longer sorrowful, and turned into a pure wry smile, I didn't expect Feng Xiaoxiao to be regarded as a sect master at all, and he actually came up with such an idea with such a naughty temper. (To be continued.) )