On the soil of Buddhism and faith, there are many large and small temples.

Among the rivers and mountains of Guanghua Road, the most prestigious Buddhist holy place is the Pranya Temple where Master Fang Xuxu set up his mission.

There is a Zen master in the temple who stands in the heart of life and death.

Cultivate a Prajna Heart Sutra.

Because of the original attack of the Tuoba clan, the Buddha Sect has almost done its best to provide the greatest help to the Tuoba clan in the western soil over the years.

Therefore, when the Nie Daoyin knife fell, the Xinji Zen Master of the Prajna Temple immediately raised his feet and rushed here.

It's just that Nie Daoyin's knife fell too fast and too simple.

Under the three swords, almost all the martial cultivators of the entire Tuoba clan were wiped out, and only the last two remained.

With the Buddha seal in his palm, he stopped the third sword of the world's sword armor, and looked at the corpse remains around him with a sad face, and the Buddha bead in his palm emitted a golden light.

The Buddha's name murmurs for transcendence.

"It is said that the Buddha saved the world, but when the Tuoba clan did not act as a disaster, there was a Buddhist monk in the entire Western Territory, large and small, and thousands of temples to save the world?

But when Lao Tzu got rid of such evil tumors for the rivers and lakes, these so-called Buddhist and Taoist Zen masters rushed to be compassionate and compassionate.

Lao Tzu doesn't want to debate anything with you, Buddhists can't talk about Zen Lao Tzu.

But if it is to catch and fight, even if it is the Buddha of the entire Guanghua Dao together, if Lao Tzu frowns, it will not be the Nie Daoyin back then.

So, now get out of the way of Lao Tzu, I can still let you go, but if you continue to block it, I am afraid that the tomb of the Tuoba tribe will have to build a bald mound. ”

Nie Daoyin, who has a knife in his hand, even if he is in the western land of the Buddha everywhere, there is still no fear on his face.

Even because he found out a little bit of the sword intent and sword qi of the year because of the three knives in a row, when Nie Daoyin spoke, he raised the knife and pointed directly at the heart of the eyebrows, his eyes were full of disdain and contempt, quite a bit of the sky-high arrogance of slaying demons in the north back then.

Holding the knife, the rickety old man returned to the sword armor.

"Amitabha, Nie Shizhu has made great contributions to the world of the human race, but he has not been born for more than ten years, so why should he be born to kill these knights.

No one in the world can make mistakes, although the Tuoba clan has been rampant and domineering in recent years, but it should be corrected by Buddhism, so that they can turn back.

Since Lord Nie Shi had already missed it once back then, and now he is acting like this to destroy the Tuoba clan, so how is it different from them?"

Hearing this, the string of Buddhist beads in his palm twisted gently.

The Buddhist monk, who had already stood but had a delicate face and did not show his old age, put one hand in front of him and said a Buddha name, and then opened his eyes wide to look at Nie Daoyin and shook his head and sighed.

What responded to Xinji was a chilling sword aura.

As if thinking that these bald monks' Zen was too noisy, Nie Daoyin first reached out and dug his nostrils, then plucked out his ears, and then bounced off the filth on his hands, and slashed at Xinji with his eyes wide and holding the knife.

That awe-inspiring sword qi came in an instant from a hundred meters in front of Xinji, brushing his robe and slashing through it, cutting off a large piece of the Tuoba Clan's courtyard pavilion.

"Nie Shizhu's murderous intent is too strong, and it is inevitable to create and kill again when he walks in the world, so he still goes to the Praruo Temple with the poor monk to practice immovable meditation and sharpen his Taoist heart. ”

The sword on his side obviously made this Buddhist monk of Prajna Temple quite disliked.

But the people of the Buddha Sect have always liked the Bodhisattva to lower his eyebrows, so Xinji only frowned slightly, and then said to Nie Daoyin.

The Buddhist monk said as he made a seal with both hands, making a seal of heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Nie Daoyin laughed even more angrily.

"A group of people who don't even dare to set foot on the battlefield in the north, just kill a few mediocre wastes at the door of their homes, they can also be called the heroes of the rivers and lakes, how do you want to let those real knights on the rivers and lakes gain a foothold?

When Lao Tzu killed the demon in the north, you didn't know how to play with birds in that place, but after a few years of practicing Buddhism and Taoism, you really thought that you were a bodhisattva who helped the world, and you were going to spend my demon?

It is said that practitioners can have the supreme wisdom of seeing and hearing and understanding everything, but in Lao Tzu's view, your sutra and Zen have been cultivated to your grandfather's bird. ”

Seeing that in the Heart Sutra, the palm prints that are known as the righteous heart to descend evil and can be imprisoned in everything are coming towards him, Nie Daoyin naturally understands that the Buddhist monk in front of him wants to take advantage of the fact that his realm has not yet recovered to the peak and arrest and suppress the Praruo Temple.

But if he is a sword armor, how can he be afraid of a Buddhist monk who is not full of life and death.

The ring knife in Nie Daoyin's hand, as the old man spoke, the nine bone rings carved from half a corpse bone continued to tremble, and then he raised it flat and stabbed straight away with the tip of the knife.

Nie Daoyin's fourth knife, straight stab.

At the direction of this knife, the cage that claimed to be able to imprison heaven and earth exploded under the surging knife qi, and the tip of the knife pointed directly at the throat of Xinji.

The Buddhist monk of Praruo Temple frowned slightly, and on the string of Buddhist beads in his palm, eighteen beads kept turning.

Then it slipped from the palm of his hand and volleyed in front of him, reflecting a golden light in front of the tip of the knife.

Surrounded by hidden Buddha seals.

The corners of Nie Daoyin's mouth pulled out a little sneer.

Draw the knife.

Press down.

Slanted flirtation.

The fifth knife of the sword armor, the lower stroke.

In an instant, the string of Buddha beads was pierced, and seventeen of them were annihilated in the raging sword qi.

The remaining Buddha beads with a golden body can be blocked in front of the blade, and under the stimulation of the knife intent, a string of misty sounds continue to emit.

Buddhist Sanskrit sounds.

This is a relic left by a real Buddhist monk.

The smile on the corner of Nie Daoyin's mouth was even worse, and the knife in his hand seemed to sense his master's intentions, and the wide blade pulled out a strange arc under a few deflections of the sword armor arm.

After the relics, before the heart.

The sixth knife of the sword and armor, wipe the throat.

This knife is a real killer move.

Therefore, the heart of the Prajna Heart Sutra finally stopped lowering his eyebrows like the Bodhisattva, and anger suddenly appeared in those clear eyes.

This Western Buddha monk pushed forward the relics with one hand to kill Nie Daoyin's chest, and the other hand was surrounded by golden Buddha words, and slapped straight towards the blade of the ring knife.

This blow is to fight with Nie Daoyin and lose both.

Buddhist relics are often precious treasures that can be condensed after the death of the powerful monks above the supreme realm, which carry the Buddhist monk's lifelong Buddhist comprehension.

Therefore, it can not only be used by Wu Yuan to urge the Great Dao to face the enemy, but also to extract the Dao intention cultivation in it.

There is even a theory of reincarnation in Buddhism, that is, if these Buddha bone relics find a suitable child, they can instill all the avenues into the child's body.

In this way, this immature boy can inherit the position of the Lord of the Relic Wish, and wear a monk's robe after Xiu Yuan crosses the border.

With such precious relics strung on the Buddha beads, it is not difficult to see how unusual the status of this Buddhist monk Xinji is in the temple.

But in the eyes of the sword armor, no matter how unusual it is, it has to be ordinary.

Under the urging of Xinji Wuyuan, the relics intermittently flashed out some visions of sitting cross-legged, and the visions sat upright in the handle of the ring knife, pressed under Nie Daoyin's wrist.

The dazzling Buddha light was even closer to the scorching sun, burning a big hole in the chest of the black robe.

But the sword of the armor did not slow or tremble in the slightest.

Still with an incomparable knife intent, wipe the throat of the heart.

This Buddhist monk who has changed from a bodhisattva's low eyebrows to a vajra angry eye, the wide robe pulled out several times under the knife qi, and the closer the knife intent is to the throat, the more inky the eyes become.

Finally, when the blade of the ring knife was less than half an inch from his throat, he spread the relics and withdrew backwards around his ankle in Buddhist language.

This Buddhist monk from the Western Soil really couldn't imagine why Nie Daoyin, who was only half a statue sixteen years ago, was able to withstand the pressure of the Relic Dao, and was able to slash out such a few sharp knives with such a rare sword element in such a short period of time.

It's counterintuitive.

As Xinji retreated, Nie Daoyin was not in a hurry to catch up, the sword intent on the ring knife disappeared, and the sword armor that reappeared in front of the person, ignoring those Buddha lights with his left hand, gently twisted the golden relic.

Then, in Xinji's surprised and angry eyes, he swallowed it in one gulp.

Sanskrit masterpieces.

Tuoba Shensha, who was lucky not to die but was bound by the sword intent that covered the entire city with Nie Daoyin's voice, was full of disbelief.

That's a supreme relic!

"Since you're here, why hide it anymore, the smell of copper on your body, Lao Tzu can smell it no matter how far away. ”

After swallowing the relics and being silent for a moment, Nie Daoyin then raised his head and burped in satisfaction, turning his head to look at the void behind Xinji, full of sneers.

When the words fell, the figure of a thin old monk wearing a tattered robe and nothing but a wooden hairpin on his head slowly emerged.

"The sword of the Tuoba clan back then was originally ruined your plan, but I never thought that you bald heads were more pedantic than the other, but instead thought that you owed the Tuoba family a fate, and pulled the waste of this clan everywhere.

Since you are here today, Lao Tzu will give you a face, and Lao Tzu can let go of those women, children, children and laypeople who have not cultivated in the Tuoba clan.

And these two people, he is going to die, and he will follow Lao Tzu to practice swords in the future. ”

Seeing that this thin old monk was still the same as back then, and he didn't even have any decent Buddhist artifacts all over his body, Nie Daoyin carried the ring knife on his back, looked at Tuoba Shensha and Tuoba Guifang on his side, and said in a deep voice with a sneer.

"Good. ”

Hearing this, the thin old monk still had the smile on his face, as if he didn't react to Nie Daoyin's words, but just opened his mouth lightly and said this word.

It's just that with the words of the old monk, all the severed limbs and broken corpses in the courtyard of the Tuoba clan dissolved, and the smell of blood that permeated the entire city dissipated.

Seeing this, Nie Daoyin's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he turned his head and pointed at Tuoba Shensha, completely annihilating it into dust, before returning to the square with Tuoba in one hand, nodding towards the thin old monk, and swept towards the western soil.

Behind him, the thin old monk and the completely broken heart of the robe stood one after the other on the Tuoba compound, one like a saint and the other like a monk.

"Uncle Shi, what is this Nie Daoyin's current realm?"

Xinji, who was robbed of the Buddha's bone relics from Nie Daoyin's hands, although his face had returned to calm, he still asked the thin old monk beside him with some reluctance when he saw the black robe dissipate into the sky.

In this Nalanda Temple, the perennial fate of the world, but he is not willing to use even a copper plate when he gets money, but even the old monk who will bow his head when he sees it shook his head and smiled.

"The sword enters the supreme, the god enters the supreme, and the word of the realm will also enter the supreme after today. ”