Chapter 50: Drawing the sword and being at a loss
The north wind is tight overnight, the snowflakes are as big as a seat, the birds of a thousand mountains fly away, and there is a bird monk on the snow.
In the past five hundred years, there have not been many cultivators in the Heavenly Realm who have tried their luck, and Yi Tianxing is definitely not the first, but he must be the one with the best luck and the biggest backer. After ascending to the heavenly realm, there was always a compassionate bodhisattva looking at him gently in the clouds above his head. And now that the Emperor of the Heavenly Realm has begun to rebel, the relationship between this Emperor and him seems to be good.
So he wasn't so afraid to walk alone in the snow.
Under the wind and snow, he stepped step by step with some difficulty, the straw sandals under his feet were stained with the wet mud with the snow water, and the hat on his head was covered with thick snow, and the whole person had become a snowman.
In the bitter cold land of the extreme north, this wind and snow is really not good, although it is much gentler than the wind in the glacier, but the powder snow is an eyesore, which makes Yi Tian a little unpleasant to walk. He wiped the ice ridges hanging from his eyelashes and sighed, and the heat from his breath was suddenly frozen into ice chips, and fell in front of him.
Stretching out a finger, he lightly touched the void in front of him, and a faint light of fire rose, and then dispersed into countless golden and red points of light, paving countless roads in front of him, roads on the map.
Cotai Strip.
Yi Tianxing raised his eyes in the wind and snow, looked at the path that he had turned out of his supernatural powers, tilted his head slightly, seemed to be thinking about something, and after a while, he embarked on the journey again.
You can't fly, you can soar into the sky when you fly, you can only get lost.
The way to Mount Meru can only be walked. The heart must be sincere, and those who are not sincere cannot reach the other side.
Or...... The traveler has great wisdom and is called Paraparamita.
I don't know how many days I walked. The scenery around Yi Tianxing changed and changed, starting with the snow getting lighter and the wind gradually disappearing, then seeing the autumn feeling of slaughter, goodbye to the summer steaming, goodbye chūn bright, and walking all the way along the map, in these dozens of rì, it seems to have experienced the four seasons of the world.
The scenery is changing, the environment is changing. People's hearts are also changing.
Dozens of rì had spoken to people, and he walked forward in silence with his head bowed. The whole person seems to have become accustomed to this kind of solitude, and his eyebrows have become a lot silent, as if countless mountains are pressed against it.
The golden rod wrapped in the immortal in his hand had completely quieted down, and it was not surprisingly a black iron rod, and no one could see that this was the two vicious artifacts that the immortals had killed for thousands of years were afraid of.
didn't do it deliberately, just with his own breath, he was already able to suppress these two disobedient words. The guy who likes to pretend to be rich in gold also proves that Yi Tianxing's current realm is much stronger than that of the first heavenly realm, and the breath between his eyebrows is enough to make the ghosts clear, and the heaven and earth follow suit.
A powerful Yi Tianxing, a silent Yi Tianxing, what he wants to do will be more interesting.
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Encounters are clichΓ©s in martial arts novels, but Yi Tianxing accepted them calmly. Because he knew that these adventures were not caused by his own luck, but arranged by Guanyin Bodhisattva and the Zhenwu brothers.
It's just that with this arrangement, Yi Tianxing tossed out a few more things. For example, killing Xiao Wu, such as destroying the Dragon Slaying Platform, such as tearing up Lei Zhenzi, such as breaking through the Binghe.
This kind of Niu Er's method must have greatly exceeded the expectations of Guanyin Bodhisattva and Emperor Zhenwu.
A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
In front of him, the light was gone, the wild cotton in the small col of the road was covered with dust and wilted, and at the end of the flower path, there was a monk sitting cross-legged, guarding a road.
There is no road in the heavenly realm, Yi Tianxing is just walking among the mountains and rocks, among the wild grasses, there are not many people walking, he is the only one, so he can't step on the road.
But there is indeed a monk in front of him, and there is indeed a road behind the monk.
That road is a stone road, there is no dust on the stone slab, no stagnant water, like a jade, leading straight to the endless depths behind the monk.
Yi Tianxing raised his head, lifted the hat on his head, and looked at the monk with a slight smile on the corner of his lips, but his pupils shrank coldly.
"How is the great monk?"
"Good boy. β
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Yi Tianxing casually threw aside the iron rod in his right hand, began to roll up his sleeves, and asked with a slight smile: "Great monk, where does this road lead?"
The monk's face was thin, his hands and feet were extremely long, and he saluted: "Boy, there are two directions along the way, this road can lead to Mount Meru, and it can lead to the Pure Land Realm, it depends on where the boy wants to go." β
Yi Tianxing thought about it sideways, and sighed: "I thought that the first one to come should be the Great Trend to the Bodhisattva, but it seems that my status in the rivers and lakes is not enough, and there is only one great monk here." β
The monk smiled slightly, not angry, and said softly: "I'm just here to pick you up." β
Yi Tianxing also smiled weakly and said softly: "Take me to the Pure Land to enjoy happiness?" or take me to the Pure Land for ten thousand years. By this time, his sleeves had been rolled up, revealing a pair of arms full of strength, and the skin on the arms was not a trace of spuriousness, and he looked quite clean, with little soap.
"Amitabha. The monk rejoined and saluted: "I am also a Buddha, a Buddha of good merit." β
Yi Tianxing raised his eyebrows: "Buddha, good merit Buddha?"
"There are too many Buddhas in this world. He sneered: "Lao Tzu is also a Buddha, a nameless fire Buddha." β
Yi Tianxing became a nameless fire, and the Buddha land in front of him was so similar to the Buddha name of his master, and it seemed that he was also an important person in the Pure Land.
The chΕ«n intent was exhausted, the killing intent returned, Yi Tianxing's eyes rolled, his body suddenly disappeared in the air, and the next moment he appeared in front of the nameless Buddha Land.
A fist the size of a bowl slammed into the face of the Nameless Buddha.
I don't know who this Buddha is and what magical powers he has. Yi Tianxing is now in the realm of great punishment, his supernatural powers have been greatly advanced, and a bodhicitta in his body is green and round, and it is vigorous. It doesn't matter what kind of person he is.
It's a punch, a big punch, and it's over!
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The Buddha smiled, snapped his fingers, and did not retreat, so he faced Yi Tianxing's punch with his face.
Slammed his fist into the face of the Buddha, and it was like smashing into the infinite depth of the sand river, soft and not knowing the depth.
Yi Tianxing was not flustered, his face was calm, and he had already expected that brute force would be invincible to the magic power of Buddhism. On the contrary, he smiled slightly, and pinched the noon pattern with two fingers of his left hand. After making a trick, he summoned the black iron rod thrown on the ground, turned into a black light that devoured the soul, and killed the back of the Buddha's head.
Good merit and virtue of the Buddha, hands together, a big red robe covered on his body, chanting Buddhist scriptures. The Dharma is a masterpiece, and a magic weapon appears out of nowhere, and it will be the enemy of Yi Tianxing's black iron rod.
The magic weapon and the black iron rod turned into two rays of light in the sky, each following a complex and beautiful curve and suddenly colliding in the sky.
There was no earth-shattering sound, just a myriad of rays of light emanating from that point.
It was only at this time that Yi Tianxing squinted and saw that the Chun Dharma Vessel of the Buddha of Good Merit was actually a pure gold solitary pestle, with a streamlined handshake between them. There are about two feet of golden thorns on the top and bottom, which look golden and beautiful.
I don't know what material this gold cobalt pestle is made of. After colliding with Yi Tianxingdi's golden stick, only a trace of cracks was exposed, but there was no crack.
The Buddhist scriptures of good merit were praised again, and he said with kind eyebrows and kind eyes: "Boy, what is the benefit of going to Mount Meru?
Yi Tianxing smiled and said nothing, and his fist, which was still deep in the face of the Buddha of good merit, suddenly burst into flames, and the crimson samadhi true fire suddenly burst out!
The facial features of the Buddha of good merit were squeezed deep by the fist at this time, and it looked as funny as a clown, but when the true fire of Samadhi erupted, the eyes that had been narrowed into two lines suddenly appeared, and the pupils seemed to appear two Buddha shadows, one on the left and one on the right.
It's just that in an instant, the treasure body of the Buddha of good merit has been completely burned by Yi Tianxing's now blazing samadhi true fire.
And two clear lights flashed, and the two Buddha shadows of the Buddha's eyes came out of the body in the true fire, drawing an arc on the left and right, merging in the high sky.
After the light melts, another treasure body of the Buddha of merit appears!
Na Buddha ...... As soon as he reached out and shook hands between the golden cobalt pestle, an incomparably powerful Buddha light shè came out of the upper and lower golden thorns.
Yi Tianxing recalled the black iron rod and retreated several kilometers away with an expressionless face, stirring up countless sand and stones along the way, just avoiding the supreme Buddha light on the golden cobalt pestle.
I saw that in front of the ground, where the light of the Buddha had been shining, no matter the flowers, plants, ants and insects, they were all lying on their backs peacefully, seemingly extremely happy, but there was no trace of life.
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Yi Tianxing raised his head, squinted slightly, looked at the Buddha body of the Buddha of good merit floating in the sky, looked at the golden light, and said quietly: "Above Meiling, I have already seen the pseudo-Buddha, how can you stop me?,
This virtuous Buddha is so powerful that he can escape to the heavens and repeat the Buddha's body when the samadhi true fire strikes his body.
But Rao was so, and there was still great fear in the eyes of this nameless Buddha.
He didn't seem to have expected that Yi Tianxing's current state had reached such a point: "The true fire of the child's samadhi has been achieved, and the bodhichitta has been perfected, and it is not about to be consummated." The Buddha of Good Merit became more and more careless and said, "Since it is about to be consummated, why should we be trapped in emotional distress and tear apart?"
"I'm not worried, I'm just going to Mount Meru, don't stop me. Yi Tianxing paused and said with a shameful smile: "And you also stopped me - I can't even get rid of my fear, how dare I call it a Buddha?"
Yi Tianxing's life, he has never seen a Buddha, but he has seen the perseverance and forbearance of the great Puxian Bodhisattva, and there is a special Bodhisattva who is gradually waking up by his side, he knows that the real Buddha, although he is not broken, but he must be more decent than the one in the sky.
"There are not so many Buddhas in the world or in the world of Buddhas. Yi Tianxing then said in a clear voice to the Buddha of good merit floating in the sky: "You are just a golden-bodied Arhat's cultivation, wearing the big hat of the Buddha, aren't you tired?"
The Buddha of good merit was speechless.
Yi Tianxing shook his head and sneered: "I also know that there are many Buddhas in the West Heaven, but that is just an honorary title." You have to know that when I was on earth, there were a few celebrities in my university who were honorary professors, but who would think they could teach?"
He stretched out his slender index finger and pointed at the heavenly Buddha of good merit very rudely: "You are a Buddha of broken reputation, retreat, don't stop me." β
Sitting in the Buddha's position, but without the strength of the Buddha, this Buddha of good merit has been guarding the road to Mount Meru for several years, and no one has ever come.
Now Yi Tianxing is the first person, and the Buddha wanted to be kind to others and persuaded him to go to the Pure Land, but he met an unreasonable guy.
Several golden rays of light flashed in the sky, and the black iron rod regained its original shape, shining with the light of reasoning, and hit the golden cobalt pestle of the Buddha of good merit again and again, and a series of sounds sounded, and the last sound gradually became difficult to sound, like breaking a gong.
The gold cobalt pestle cracked.
The Buddha of good merit was undefeated and was not injured, but the magic weapon in his hand was smashed into powder by Yi Tianxing, and it fell from a high point one after another, like a golden rain.
Yi Tianxing turned into a clear light, stopped in front of the Buddha of good merit, and pulled out the fierce sword of Zhuxian from the golden stick with his right hand, and slashed into the body of the Buddha of good merit.
Zhu Xian does not punish the Buddha, and the Buddha body is undefeated, so this sword did not bring substantial damage to the Buddha of good merit.
The Buddhist scriptures of good merit and virtue are continuous, calming the mind and calming the mind, holding the fierce sword in both hands, dragging Yi Tianxing to the depths of the sea of clouds and the direction of the Pure Land.
Although it is an honorary title Buddha, it is also a very terrifying existence.
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A Buddha and a person, relying on the fairy sword as a guide, wore it in one place, and flew through the clouds at a terrifying speed.
A golden stick was floating above the two of them, competing with the power of the Buddha's words sent out of the body by the Buddha of good merit.
Yi Tianxing was completely in control of the situation, and leaned into the ear of the Buddha of Good Merit and whispered, "Tell me, where is my master?" He held the Zhuxian Sword tightly in his hand, and on the blade of the sword, the terrifying Samadhi True Fire began to spread, burning the Buddha body of the Buddha of Good Merit.
The sword pierces the body of the Buddha, and the fire rises from the sword, like grilling a meat skewer.
There was a smell of burning, and the corners of the eyes of the Buddha of Good Merit trembled slightly, as if he was in great pain.
The Buddha closed his eyes slightly, and his supple eyelashes covered his eyes and covered the day.
The heavenly karmic fire bloomed like a red lotus, wrapping the two of them in flower bones.
After the fire is exhausted, there is nothing left, and the Buddha of good merit is refined by Yi Tianxing.
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Falling to the ground, Yi Tianxing expressionlessly recalled the golden stick flying in the sky, casually combined the Zhuxian Sword held in his right hand into the golden stick box, called up the map from his divine sense, and walked forward again.
On the road ahead, I don't know what Buddha, what saint, what Arhat, and what foot.
After taking a few steps forward, he suddenly stopped, scratched his head, and thought to himself, when did he become such a cool brother......?
Suddenly, he had a very familiar feeling, that is, the feeling of killing people indiscriminately in the small valley behind the world, and he couldn't help but look back at the far, far back.