No matter what magical powers you have, it is a sword to break it, not because those magical powers are too weak, but because the iron sword is too strong, and the power is reversed, the iron sword can not break the Dharma body of King Ming, but it can break the flesh.

Just as soon as he looked at his face, Qi Nian was injured, and the expressions of the three precept elders beside him suddenly appeared, and his thin chest suddenly rose high, and he didn't know how much autumn wind he inhaled, and between his breaths, a series of extremely complex and incomprehensible syllables erupted from his lips at high speed with the air, and the whistling sound was very terrifying.

In this way, the precept elders were able to recite the text in a very short time, and it was really difficult to understand because it was not an ordinary Buddhist scripture, but some kind of mantra.

Cultivators have many means, such as charms, recitation, Buddhism strong people also have their own special skills, the art of mantras is one of the most powerful, the precepts elders at this time chanting mantras, is the hanging temple countless generations of monks and virtues of the previous generation of great virtues after thinking hard about the wall to practice a wonderful means.

The Great Sun is like a curse.

The most important thing for the monks of the previous generation of the Hanging Temple to consider is how to maintain this Buddha country in the depths of the Western Wilderness, after the Buddha Nirvana, if there is really a great magic demon coming, how should the Buddha deal with it?

If you want to say that the Buddha left a lot of relics in this underground Buddha country, don't say that the pear tree planted by the Buddha himself, those stubborn stones refined by the Buddha himself, just say that this giant peak is the Buddha's relic, they should not worry, but unfortunately, the monks in the temple do not know how to use these to deal with the enemy.

Because of this, countless eminent monks pondered and finally found a way to use the power of the Buddha with collective wisdom, which is similar to the words of the Dharma, but the requirements for the caster are lower, as long as the caster is willing to give his own flesh and blood longevity, he can borrow the infinite power left by the Buddha from the Buddha.

This method is the mantra, which is the Great Sun Nyorai Spell, because this method is very cruel to the caster. And there is always some kind of ominous bloody meaning, once it is exerted, it will have great power, and once the innocent is injured, there is no possibility of recovery, so the Hanging Temple has always hidden this method in the precept courtyard. Only the three elders of the Vinaya can practice, and only the first seat of the sutra can decide when to use it.

Jun Mo's sword path cultivation is shocking, and now with serfs to shake the foundation of the Buddha country, it is naturally the great demon that has been vigilant for countless generations of the Hanging Temple. When will you not use it again?

The Great Sun Nyorai Spell sounded.

The underground world suddenly gave birth to a sense, the wind howled in the wilderness, the rocks rolled uneasily, and the giant peak of the Prajna two hundred miles away seemed to tremble slightly. The east peak where the Hanging Temple Discipline Institute is located is even more pine and angry, and the Yellow Temple shines brightly. In a moment. There was a Buddha light rising from the east peak to the sky.

If the giant peak is the body of the Buddha, the main hall at the top of the peak is the head of the Buddha, the palm of the left hand is placed in front of the sky, it is the cliff where the pear tree is located, the right palm is a wonderful place with one hand, the east and west peaks are the left and right shoulders of the Buddha's body, and the Buddha light rises in the air. It's like a Buddha has something more on his shoulder.

Vajra Demon Pestle.

The wind is blowing,

The Vajra Demon Pestle, which was scattered with Buddha's light, flew down into the field from the east peak and smashed into the top of Jun Mo's head.

This demon-slaying pestle has no specific shape, but the Buddha's bright domain is dozens of zhang wide, even if Jun Mo can avoid it, the thousands of serfs behind him are afraid that most of them will be crushed to death by this pestle.

Jun Mo's face turned pale suddenly, with a clear roar, the monk's clothes fluttered, and the iron sword floated in the air in front of him, he no longer held the sword with his left hand, but stretched out his right hand to hold the hilt of the sword!

His right arm was cut off by Liu Bai before Qingxia, leaving only an empty sleeve, and holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand that he did not have, it was a sleeve scrolling sword, and the power of the iron sword suddenly increased!

Boom!

The iron sword and the Buddha's vajra pestle meet in the sky above the meadow.

Although this vajra demon pestle, although it was not cast by the Buddha himself, it was the three elders of the Precepts Institute who borrowed the power of the Buddha with a mantra, and the vajra seemed to have the power of the entire Buddha country.

Jun Mo is known for his swordsmanship, and after Liu Bai's death, he was the undisputed first person in the world, but in his right hand of the sword in his life, he had no hope of seeing the way of heaven after breaking his arm, and his realm strength had also decreased a lot, so he thought about coming to the Hanging Temple to cultivate Buddha, hoping to find another way.

For a whole year, where he had cultivated Buddhism, he naturally did not find a second path, but he went farther and farther on the original path, and became more and more determined. Who said that without a right hand, you can't enter the heavens with a sword?

It doesn't matter if it's a left-handed sword or a right-handed sword, anyway, it's a sword!

As long as his spirit is still there, he can hold the sword with his right hand if he wants to!

Jun Mo is a country with a sword, even if it is a Buddha country, it will be all shattered!

The light of the Buddha shook, the vajra shattered, and it turned into countless golden flowers, falling on the meadows and streams, as if it was more beautiful than the sand gold flowing from the abandoned gold field.

The three elders of the Discipline Academy were repulsed by the curse, and their gods darkened suddenly, and their faces gradually withered.

Jun Mo slashed the pestle of the Buddha with an iron sword, and naturally it was impossible to be better, like a flying stone, he was shocked by hundreds of feet, the weeds under his feet were shattered, the golden flowers were flattened, and blood oozed from the corners of his lips.

The momentum of the sweep finally stopped, he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated, and began to recover his mental healing, regardless of the blood that kept flowing from the corners of his lips, and did not pay attention to anything else.

Thousands of serf warriors suddenly separated, and then suddenly closed, surrounding him in the deepest part of the crowd, raising their weapons and staring at the enemy in the distance, their expressions were vigilant and ruthless, giving people a feeling that if someone wanted to kill Jun Mo at this time, then they must first kill all these serfs, they must be all of them, and not one of them can be left.

"Protect the Living Buddha!"

The serf warriors shouted in hoarse voices, cheering for their companions, and although they were a little uneasy, no one showed signs of panic and quickly set up their camp in an orderly and rapid manner.

What Qi Nian said earlier is not wrong.

Jun Mo was able to defeat thousands of troops in front of Qingxia, so that the Xiling Temple coalition army could not take a step forward, it was the relationship between the terrain, and it was inseparable from the help of the academy, and it was only seven days.

Now he has been fighting for a whole year with the old, weak, sick and disabled serfs, and he has been fighting hard, he has long been exhausted, and the dangerous situation of running out of mental strength has appeared I don't know how many times.

Today, he used his iron sword to break the curse of the three elders of the Discipline Academy, and he was also injured a lot, and his mental power was in urgent need of recovery, but fortunately, he was extremely skilled in cooperating with the serf warriors, otherwise it was really dangerous.

At this time, more than 100 monks and soldiers were dead or disabled, and the three elders of the Discipline Academy crossed their knees to breathe, if they wanted to forcibly break through the sacrificial defense of those serf soldiers. Killing Jun Mo can only be done by Qi Nian.

Qi Nian glanced at the red blood in his palm, and then looked at the tattered people in the distance, his feelings were very complicated. It was so complicated that it was difficult for him to make the decision to fight.

The eyes of those serfs were so angry, so hateful, no one knew how terrifying the fighting power they would burst out, and more importantly. Can you defeat Jun Mo after being injured?

In front of Qingxia, Jun Mo was cut off by Liu Bai, and the world sighed when he heard it, because it included the first seat of the lecture and the master. Everyone thought that he had no hope of reaching the Heavenly Dao in this life.

In recent years, the so-called true generation has begun to appear in the cultivation world, and in these unknowable places such as one temple, one view, one door and two floors, a generation of geniuses has appeared - the Demon Sect Walking Tang. The door walks Ye Su. Mr. Big and Mr. Second of the Academy, there are naturally seven thoughts of his Buddhism walking here.

Liu Bai and Wang Shusheng were half a generation earlier than them, and Ye Hongyu, Chen Pipi and Ning Que, Mo Shanshan, Tang Xiaotang, and Longqing were half a generation later than them, so they were called the True Life Generation because their realm was the strongest, the most hopeful, and the most vital and imaginative.

in this generation. It is a recognized fact that the senior brother of the academy, Li is the strongest, and the subtle realm displayed by this gentle scholar in the battle of the Tang Dynasty also proves this.

Under the senior brother, it was Jun Mo, Ye Su, Tang, and Qi Nian who walked side by side, and no one knew who was stronger and who was a little slower. Until the battle of Qingxia, Jun Mo defeated Ye Su and became the strongest of the four, but he was immediately broken by Liu Bai, and it was difficult to maintain the position of the strongest.

Qi Nian thought that now he could win against Jun Mo, but today, it seems that this is not the case, in the long and hard battle of the underground world for a year, Jun Mo has become a lot weaker, because the loss is too great, but at the same time he has also become a lot stronger, because his will has been polished more powerful, so strong that it can even affect reality.

Seeing Jun Mo's sword break through the Ming King, and then cut the Buddha's vajra, Qi Nian knew that his realm had at least recovered to the ninety percent level of his heyday, and in terms of swordsmanship, it was even more than that!

How did he do it?

Qi Nian was a little confused, a little hesitant, it was at this moment that he missed the best time to make a move, only to see the crowd in the distance gradually divided, Jun Mo held the iron sword in his hand, and walked back again.

The corners of his lips were still bleeding, and his face was still pale, but since he was back on his feet with the iron sword in his hand, it meant that his short period of meditation had regained enough mental power, or at least he thought it was enough to defeat the Seven Thoughts.

Qi Nian silently asked himself again: How did he do it?

The shock and amazement of the enemy is the source of confidence for their companions, and the serf warriors raised the bamboo spears and bone sticks in their hands, looking at Jun Mo's figure, feeling as if they were looking at an invincible god.

"The Guru is mighty!"

"The power of the Living Buddha is incomparable!"

Qi Nian listened to these words, thinking of these serfs shouting to protect the Living Buddha before, he suddenly laughed, looked at Jun Mo and said with a slight mockery: "If you want to destroy the Buddha, in the end, you still have to use the name of the Buddha to drive these ignorant sinners, don't you think this is ridiculous?"

Jun Mo raised his iron sword, and the frenzied shouting behind him stopped instantly.

He carried the iron sword behind him, and although the thousands of serfs were a little puzzled, none of them hesitated, and retreated as quickly as he could, carrying those important baggage, and fled to the depths of the field.

Qi Nian looked at the serfs who withdrew as quickly as the tide of the sea receded, frowning slightly, a little puzzled.

Jun Mo said, "What's ridiculous?"

Qi Nian said: "If you are a Buddha, do you have to destroy yourself before you destroy the Buddha?"

Jun Mo said: "I am a true Buddha, and your Buddha is a fake Buddha." ”

Qi Nian shouted: "The Buddha is in front, how dare you say such a vain statement!"

Jun Mo stretched out his iron sword and said, "If I am a Buddha, and the Buddha comes to see me, he can only be a fake Buddha." ”

When an elder heard this, he said angrily, "Today I will send you to see the Buddha!"

Jun Moli ignored this person, looked at Qi Nian and said, "Don't you understand?"

Qi Nian thought of a possibility, his expression changed slightly, and he said, "What do you want to do?"

Jun Mo said: "I took three thousand righteous troops to drive seven hundred miles, just to ask you and these old monks to come over." ”

Qi Nian stared into his eyes and said, "Then?"

Jun Mo said: "At this time, there is no strong person on the peak, as long as I pass you, I will meet with my senior brother on the cliff flat, kill the first one first, and then cut the chessboard with a sword, okay?"

Qi Nian's face turned pale and said, "Your goal has always been that chessboard?"

Jun Mo said: "Of course, the little junior brother is in the chessboard, how can I not save it." ”

Qi Nian was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Are you sure you can live with us?"

Jun Mo said: "I don't know, because I can't be sure that I have recovered to a few percent of the realm, I have beheaded the king of Ming and broken the Buddha pestle, so I am very sure that as long as I am not in the peak, you really can't stop me." ”

Qi Nian looked at him and said, "Do you know what's in that chessboard?"

Jun Mo looked at him and said, "I said earlier that even if the Buddha is in front of me, I will say that he is a fake Buddha. ”

Qi Nian said, "You want to see the Buddha?"

Jun Mo pointed at the giant peak and said: "If the mountain doesn't come, I'll go to the mountain, if the Buddha is in the mountain, he won't come to see me, I'll go to see him." ”

Qi Nian asked, "Even if you can see the Buddha, what can you do?"

Jun Mo said: "If you want to destroy this hellish Buddha country, how can there be a faster way than killing the Buddha? ”

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