Jinglian was born in Houtu City, grew up in Houtu City, has seen countless street corners and alleys in Houtu City, has seen old people, seen children, seen men endure hardships and stand hard work for the sake of a family, has seen women thrifty for the sake of keeping a family and business, has seen beauty, has seen ugliness, has seen goodness, and has also seen domineering. No matter what, in Jinglian's heart, it is a vivid and vivid market style, and the hundreds of millions of mortals in Houtu City, birth, old age, sickness and death, should each have their own reincarnation fate.

The monk's pursuit of the Heavenly Dao is understandable, and Jing Lian only saw the blue sea of dreams in front of her that was biomorphized by spiritual power, and she truly felt the monk's powerful existence.

There is no right or wrong in a powerful force, but the human heart is divided into good and evil.

Jinglian does not have the determination to save hundreds of millions of people with the world in mind, but Houtu City cannot tolerate the destruction of any powerful force.

After living a quiet and carefree life for more than ten years, Jinglian suddenly realized what Zen Tantra Vajra meant, and what was pressed on her thin shoulders.

The meditation of Jinglian is also compassionate, compassionate, joyful, and giving, and the four-petal pure lotus on the top of the head, and the lotus petals show the treasure light of the glass.

The heart sutra of the immovable king sounded in his heart, the sound was like a golden bell, and the speed was like a war drum.

The Vajra wheel in the heart of Zen, the seven-colored light is brilliant, the steaming flames are burning, the center of the Vajra wheel is thick, and the Dharma of the King of Immovable Ming is illusory.

The seven-sidedness boy sits on a stone seat, his left eye is thinly closed, his lower teeth devour his upper lip, his face is angry, he is under fire, his right hand is fully manifested and he holds a sharp sword to drive away annoyance, and his left hand is wrapped around the broken rope.

"With the light of wisdom, control all things, and vow that the heart of compassion is as solid as a rock and unshakable. ”

Jing Lian gave up delusions at this moment, and her body was reincarnated, and with an instantaneous epiphany, she drove Zen thoughts and moved her Zen mind, and for the first time, she showed her body on the Vajra wheel for the first time.

The heart sutra of the King of Fudo Ming is in the sea of hearts in the Zen sounds, the quiet lotus falls and sits on the grassy slope, and a piece of Zen light appears behind him, like the green glow in the mountains, rising brightly, a faint fragrance disperses without wind, this fragrance smells like a white lotus washed after the rain, and like the blue sky after the clouds.

The fragrance lingered for a long time, and everyone on the grass slope smelled this fragrance that was not bewitching but refreshing, and all of them stared at Jinglian with their eyes wide open, and no one dared to make a little movement, and even let go of their breathing for a while.

Lin Ling didn't know how to practice the tantric Vajra of Zen Buddhism, but the avenue was the same way, and the monk from refining qi to building a foundation not only needed the spiritual temperament in the dantian to become closer, but more importantly, a trace of understanding of the way of heaven and an improvement of the spirit.

Lin Ling realized that Jing Lian was like a monk comprehending the mystery of the Heavenly Dao at the moment when Jing Lian had just shown his abnormality, and he immediately sent a sound to warn everyone on the grass slope not to act rashly, and he was afraid that something would happen to him suddenly Divine Sense moved, and he held a dark blue talisman in his right hand.

This talisman is called "The Earth is Old and the Sky is Desolate", under one talisman, it can form a tall ice wall as hard as pure gold with 10,000-year-old Xuan Ice, and the monks who can't reach the Yuan Infant want to break through this ice wall is tantamount to like a mortal who wants to chisel through the Cloud Peak, except for wishful thinking, don't do what he thinks.

Lin Ling made complete preparations, most of the other monks on the slope didn't like Jing Lian, firstly, everyone was a weak crown age, although the monks did not rely on their looks to pursue the way of heaven, but they were compared to Jing Lian's extremely beautiful face like a village man in the mountains, and they couldn't help but feel a little sour and unhappy in their hearts, and secondly, although Jing Lian looked peaceful, there was always a cold feeling that made it difficult to get close.

Whether you like it or not, you can now see that this Zen Tantric Vajra is in a mysterious state, everyone can see the importance of Jing Lian, and they can also see the faint blue light in Lin Ling's palm.

Even if there is a little bit of other thoughts, now they are all honest like clay wood carvings, looking at the back of Jinglian, like the Zen light of Qingxia, after rising to a height of three zhang in the air, it slowly began to condense and shrink, and after the hazy appearance of a big hand, the first blue-black finger gradually condensed in the Zen light.

There was silence on the grassy slope, and after the sun gradually turned to the west, the Zen light behind Jinglian completely disappeared, and he waited for a while before slowly opening his eyes, looking at Lin Ling not far away, his eyes nodded without sadness or joy, and he turned over again, and put his hands together to the monk behind him, and gave a shallow salute.

From beginning to end, his expression was unusually calm, there was still no sadness or joy in his eyes, and only when he saw Ye Bufan in the corner, there was a crystal light in his eyes that flashed.

Not only that, after Jinglian gave a shallow salute, she sat on the grassy slope by herself, lazily leaning on her back, and took out the water bladder from the Canaan wood ring beads on her wrist without saying a word, swallowing the rootless pure water in her mouth, looking at the dark blue sea of flowers in front of her, like a little boy who traveled in the wilderness in spring, taking the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers as a delicacy, and tasted the wine in the bag pleasantly.

The disciples of the Heavenly Cang Sect behind him snorted and gasped heavily, and countless white eyes skimmed over Jing Lian before throwing them into the bright sky.

Ye Bufan had a thick smile in his eyes, and there was some pain with memories in his gaze towards Jinglian, he remembered that his son Ye Tian secretly ran to the grassy slope behind the village after being bullied by the children in the village for the first time, and looked at the small back in the distance.

Lin Ling smiled bitterly in his heart, he didn't know how to describe this Zen monk, thinking about it, probably only his senior brother could compete with the one in front of him What is called maverick.

Putting away the "Earth and Heavenly Desolation" in his palm, a trace of helplessness on Lin Ling's face disappeared, and he looked at the disciples of the Tiancang Sect who quietly continued to meditate on his knees, his face turned cold, his consciousness moved, and he held another "Sword from the West" blue talisman in his right hand, and walked towards the Chaoyin Sect monk in the distance step by step.

He admits that this dream heart blue, or the biochemical plant called the rotten bone snake grass, is indeed a bit strange and vicious, if there is no insight of Jing Lian, if you step into this sea of dark blue flowers in front of you, what you see in your eyes is nothing except a dark blue color, and these monks, if you can't say it, they are all psychedelic spirits.

Even if you are lucky enough to have a clear soul, with the cultivation of the Qi refining period, that is, you don't have the ability to fly in the sky, and you won't be alert to enter a sea of flowers and maintain the Linggang who protects the body at any time.

Lin Ling didn't understand why Shizun would try his best to invite a Tantric Vajra who was the only remaining fruit of Zen Buddhism, but now it seems that if there is no Jing Lian's companion, not to mention whether the Soul Suppression Wood can see it with his own eyes, even if he has always been arrogant, he may accidentally cut off the Jindan Dao, and the rest of his life can only survive as much as death.

But now, a single Pure Heart Pill can break the psychedelic soul of Dream Heart Youlan, and the spirit of the monk's body protection is enough to isolate the poisonous juice of the rotten bone snake grass.

Lin Ling didn't believe that the seven people of the Chaoyin Sect did not get the careful guidance of Tianjizi, and there were no last means to save their lives, you must know that this trip to the secluded relics, although the Tiancang Sect could not afford to lose, for the Chaoyin Sect, it was also inevitable to do their best.

Even if the eleven disciples of the Tiancang Sect died before, Lin Ling could still tolerate the filthy thoughts of the seven people of the Earth Spirit Sect who were selfish and self-preservation, but in this sea of flowers in front of him, only the monks of the Chaoyin Sect could penetrate the mysteries in it, and Lin Ling lost all his thoughts of vanity and wrongdoing.

The seven people of the Earth Spirit Son sat in a depression on this grassy slope not far away, the vigilance in their hearts was clearly revealed, Lin Ling put the blue magic talisman in his hand in front of him, walked to the edge of this depression, and stared at the eyes of the Earth Spirit Son with a cold face without saying a word.

His divine sense was held on the blue talisman in his hand, looking at the narrow face of the earth spirit son slowly starting to turn pale, his divine sense moved slightly, and the talisman in his hand emitted a terrifying energy fluctuation, and an extremely cold aura instantly enveloped all the Chaoyin Sect monks.

Di Lingzi's eyes were frightened, his face was already bloodless, his right hand wanted to stretch out to the storage jade pendant on his waist, his fingers just moved slightly, seeing that Lin Ling's face did not fluctuate in the slightest, he laughed miserably in his heart, spread his hands, and carefully placed them in front of him.

Turning his head to look at the pale face of the junior brother behind him, Di Lingzi said in a deep voice: "Let's all accept the thoughts of desperate Yibo, we can't be faster than the magic talisman in Lin Daochang's hand!"

Like a gambler who lost the last piece of silver, Di Lingzi desperately wanted to turn back the capital of his junior and younger brothers, and after finishing speaking, he turned back and stared at Lin Ling's eyes, and the knife-like gaze in his eyes was eager to cut off a piece of flesh and blood from Lin Ling's body.

Lin Ling completely ignored the devouring gaze of the Earth Spirit Son, pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, and slowly collected the blue magic talisman in his hand into the storage jade pendant on his waist.

I laughed in my heart.

If there is really a determination to look down on life and death.

There must be a desperate bravery.

It still needs to be so calm, but in fact, it is forward-looking and worrying.