"It's over......"

The crow's eyes were filled with despair when he saw the turbulent sea of blood, which was like an exploding sea, and in this sea of blood it was powerless. This sea of blood is so powerful that it imprisons its many abilities, and it can't even fly, making them almost an ordinary person......

At this time, the sage's skull was pushed up by a surging wave of blood, and it rolled around in the air a few times and fell down again, causing Yan Qing and the crow's faces to change dramatically.

"Boy Yan, throw that iron sword out. ”

When the crow saw the iron sword Yan Qing was carrying, his eyes gave birth to a strong desire to survive*, and now only that sword could help them.

Yan Qing didn't throw the iron sword out, but held it tightly in his hand, and slashed out at a wave of blood that was rushing towards him.

A white light slashed out of the iron sword, severing the wave of blood.

Yan Qing was overjoyed when she saw this, and immediately slashed out towards several huge waves around her, cutting off all the huge waves around her.

"I almost thought I was going to die......"

The crow said with a palpitation.

At this time, Yan Qing was exhausted, and his whole body was soft on the skull, he looked at the iron sword and the sage skull under his feet, and then slammed the iron sword into the center of the skull in the crow's surprise.

After the iron sword was inserted into the skull, the skull immediately emitted a soft white light, forming a light curtain in the sky above, and grasping the enveloping inside.

"Hey, what's going on?" the crow was a little surprised.

And the iron sword was like a needle that fixed the sea, and fixed the sage skull in turmoil, letting it roar in the wind, the wind and rain, and the huge waves, and the sage skull was calm and unshakable.

It's just that the sage's skull has a lot of draught, as if the iron sword weighs tens of millions of catties.

At this time, the sage's skull was calm and calm, and outside was a monstrous roar, like the end of the world.

"I'm glad I brought that guy's sword, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable......" The crow looked at the rolling waves of blood outside the light curtain with some sadness.

"There is no obstacle in the heart, there is no obstacle in the way, there is no terror ......"

At this time, a Buddha chant full of Buddha nature suddenly came from the sea of blood, which made Yan Qing and the crow immediately prick up their ears, and they couldn't help but be a little surprised.

How can there be Buddha chant in this sea of blood?

"Far from upside-down dreams, ...... nirvana"

"The Buddhas of the Three Worlds, according to Prajnaparamita, ......"

The Buddha Song in the sea of blood was like Huang Zhong Da Lu, which made Yan Qing and the crow feel shocked, and at this time, seeing the monstrous waves in the Buddha Song, it slowly calmed down.

"What a horrible Dharma!"

The crow couldn't help but marvel when he saw the monstrous blood waves in the distance being pressed down by the Buddha's song.

Of course, the Buddha Song could not suppress the entire sea of blood, only a small piece, but this small piece had already shocked them.

At this time, the Buddha chant in the ears is getting louder and louder, like the voice of ten thousand people, such as Huang Zhong Dalu, deafening. After that monstrous blood wave, there is a thousand feet of Buddha light, the Buddha light is immeasurable, and the weather is thousands.

A white-clothed monk lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, gently knocking on the wooden fish, and spit out white scripture symbols from his mouth. In the light of the Buddha, the symbols of the scriptures turned into an immeasurable Buddha. The Buddha threw flowers, did not resent, did not be stupid, and suppressed one wave after another of blood.

Yan Qing and the crow couldn't help but be stunned when they saw such a scene, and their hearts were greatly shocked.

The white-clothed monk stepped on the blood waves, and his body exuded immeasurable Buddha light, which was as shocking as the Buddha came into the world.

The Buddha's chant is getting bigger and bigger, not only ringing in the ears, but also in the heart.

In the light of the Buddha, Yan Qing saw the birth of a Buddha, and at a glance it was a sea of Buddhas, thousands of thousands.

Every time the white-robed monk spits out a scripture symbol, it is the birth of an immeasurable Buddha.

The Buddha is full of light, great mercy and compassion.

The sound of the striking wooden fish, like a bell ringing through the ages, melodious and ancient, hit Yan Qing and the crow's hearts one by one.

"Therefore, to say the Prajnaparamita mantra is to say the mantra: Reveal the truth, reveal the truth, reveal the truth, and the monk reveals the truth......"

The Buddha's chant sounded from the bottom of her heart, and Yan Qing's expression gradually changed from astonishment to piety, and then sat down cross-legged and followed the chanting.

Suddenly, I was shocked in my heart, and I woke up suddenly.

This Buddha chant is so terrifying that it makes people become devout Buddhists unconsciously.

Is this the degree of Buddhism?

But the sound of the Buddha lingering in his ears was like the chanting of ten thousand Buddhas, and the sound of the wooden fish hitting his heart like the sound of a bell through the ages, so that Yan Qinggen couldn't stand it and couldn't help but sing along again.

It is like a series of shackles tied to the body, making people unable to break free.

"Wake up. ”

Yan Qing shouted at herself, but found that she couldn't make any sound at all, who was this white-clothed monk, and the Dharma was so profound.

"Jean!"

At this time, the crow suddenly opened its eyes and yelled at Yan Qing, even it couldn't bear this Buddha song.

Yan Qing took off the piano made by Li Tu and placed it on his lap, immediately closed his eyes, closed his ears, and played the "Prologue to the Divine Sound".

Calm your mind.

After a few breaths, Yan Qing opened her eyes and her hands suddenly fell on the piano.

With a flick, a string of notes flew out of the piano and collided with the Buddha's light, but disappeared in an instant. Seeing this, Yan Qing's face changed, and then, his fingers quickly plucked the strings, and one note floated up.

Pulling, full support, stinging, and inter-hooking......

The sound of the piano is all within three feet.

At this time, he finally resisted the terrifying Buddha chant.

"I didn't expect it to be him. ”

After the crow saw the white-clothed monk clearly, he said with some surprise.

"Crow, do you know him?" Yan Qing asked.

"Listen to that guy, say that this little monk is very powerful, why did he come here?" the crow was a little curious.

"Brother Li?"

"Who else but him?"

"Yes, who is this white-clothed monk?"

"Shenxiu!"

"Shenxiu?"

"Not bad. I'm just curious how he got here, didn't he go to the Western Heaven?" said the crow, looking puzzled.

"Xitian, where is Xitian?" Yan Qing was stunned for a moment.

"I don't know. The raven shook her head.

At this time, the white-clothed Shenxiu happened to step on the blood wave, passing by the sage skulls of Yan Qing and the crow, and the Buddha chant that came out of his mouth made them almost kneel down.

Moreover, the blood waves that the white-clothed Shenxiu walked through were all calm, while the rest of the waves were monstrous, which looked very weird.

The white-clothed Shenxiu looks very young, sixteen or seventeen years old, with clear eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and looks very handsome.

"Hey, something is wrong. The crow said suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Qing squinted her eyes and looked at it.

"It doesn't seem to be his real body......" the crow said with some uncertainty, thinking for a moment, "Go, secretly follow behind, see where he goes, maybe you can follow him out of the sea of blood......"

"Not the real thing, Dead Bird, are you right?"

At this time, the sage skull slowly followed behind the white-clothed Shenxiu, and went away with him, floating in this endless sea of blood.

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