There is no wind in the world, and the old cotton jacket moves without wind, and the senior brother looked at the head of the lecture sitting cross-legged, his face was pale, and he said with a confused look: "The teacher said that you can't make a move. ”

The first speaker looked at him and said calmly: "Many years ago, I did make a promise to my master that if it was not a major event to destroy the world, I would not make a move, but the daughter of the king of Hades would come to the world, which would be the destruction of the world, and since then, I have been reading the scriptures tirelessly every night, and finally refining the Buddha's words, I didn't make a move, I just spoke." ”

The senior brother was stunned when he heard this, shook his head and said, "What Jun Mo said is indeed right. ”

The first seat of the lecture did not understand what to say, put his hands together, and continued to chant the scriptures.

Only Ning Que and Qimei knew that sentence: monks deserve to die. Qimei's face changed slightly, but he didn't show any anger, and he was silent.

Ning Que is angry, but infinitely vigilant and frightened.

A few sentences of the first chant of the scriptures can affect such a large range of heaven and earth around the White Pagoda Temple, and open up a world in the world with the words of the Buddha, and the realm shown is really terrifying.

Ning Que had to admit once again that the old monk who was sitting cross-legged with a staff was the most powerful cultivator he had ever seen in his life, and it was even faintly stronger than the sword that Liu Bai stabbed at the Rotten Ke Temple from the sky.

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The sound of Buddhist scriptures, the lake is still, and the light of the tower has condensed.

The White Pagoda Temple seems to have become a Buddha country from the beginning of the world, and the breath of heaven and earth has become extremely peaceful, vaguely connected with a certain realm above the five realms of the Daomen, but it also has a strong sense of calm, in such a world. Cultivators cannot control the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and are no different from ordinary people.

Tens of thousands of people don't know what is happening in the field, they can't hear or see, and even if they hear and see, they can't understand it, they just instinctively feel that something very solemn and solemn is happening, so they bow their heads and bow down again to the first seat of the sermon. Awe did not dare to get up.

The breath of heaven and earth is gradually calming, and cultivators cannot control flying swords, and Buddhist ascetics cannot use all kinds of means. But they were able to walk, especially the ascetic monks who polished their spirits day and night in the wilderness and snow, as well as those Xiling Shenwei who were martial arts practitioners. Still retains some of its strength.

Master Qimei led dozens of ascetics to the field, and more than ten Xiling Divine Guards walked into the crowd under the leadership of two red-clothed priests, and they should be able to come to Ning Que soon.

Ning Que's wrist flicked slightly, and he held the handle of the Pu knife tightly, looking at these people who came to the field, he frowned silently, although the Haoran Qi in his body was suppressed by the first Buddha of the scriptures, but his body was extremely strong after entering the demon, and he was not afraid of anyone in the physical battle.

It's just that seven masters have become Buddhas in the flesh. He is also an extremely strong martial artist, he does not have the confidence to defeat the other party in this situation, and what makes him even more uneasy is that the bodies of Senior Brother and Sang Sang are now as fragile as ordinary people. How could he protect Senior Brother and Sangsang from harm?

In the land of the Buddha in the world, the words of the Buddha keep ringing like a distant bell, no matter how strong Ning Que is, he can't leave the Buddha country, no matter how tenacious he is, he can't help but feel a little desperate at this time.

Right now. Senior Brother spoke again.

He was forced out of the distance by the Buddha's words, his face was as pale as paper, and his thin body hung in the air like a willow branch by the lake, but his face and body were still so clean and unstained.

He looked at the first seat of the lecture, and a resolute look suddenly appeared in his clean eyes, and he said slowly: "The master once said that it is not enough to be a scholar and a Buddha, and it is not enough to be a Buddha. ”

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The senior brother's speech was still very slow, and he seemed very elegant, and his voice was still so gentle and amiable, but his tone was so resolute and firm.

He said this sentence that the teacher taught him many years ago, and he, like all the students in the back mountain of the academy, never doubted the teacher's words, so he thought that the teacher's words must be reasonable.

It is reasonable, so of course it is effective, and this is the natural pursuit of the college!

Ning Que didn't understand why Senior Brother suddenly wanted to say such a sentence at this time, and Master Qimei didn't understand either, and those ascetic monks and Xiling Shenwei who were approaching the field subconsciously stopped.

Only the first lecture in the audience had enough wisdom and experience to understand the intention of the senior brother's words, his expression suddenly became solemn, he looked at him in surprise, and his right hand left the tin staff.

It is not enough to be called a scholar, and the Buddha is not enough to be called a Buddha!

When the senior brother said this, the originally quiet and silent heaven and earth suddenly underwent some extremely subtle changes, and a crackling sound could be faintly heard.

The White Pagoda Temple is still the White Pagoda Temple, and it is ordinary as far as the eye can see, but it seems that something is broken.

Gradually, a breeze rose on the surface of the lake, and the water began to ripple in small circles, and the willow branches on the lakeside seemed to be pulled up obliquely by an invisible thread, and then swung back and began to swing for the first time.

It turned out that the world of the Buddha Kingdom was broken.

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The expression on the face of the first speaker of the sutra was extremely complicated, he did not expect that Mr. Big's casual words would break his own words and laws, and he would destroy his own Buddhist world.

Although Mr. Shuyuan was already the top figure in the cultivation world, he was only a disciple of the Master after all, how could he do this?

As the lake breeze rose again, the willow branches swung again, the ripples on the lake gradually expanded, and the expression of the first seat of the sermon became more and more solemn, he stretched out his right hand and pointed to the senior brother, and said quickly: "If I hear it: there is a mountain name, which is 108,000 times heavier than the abandoned mountain, can fill the storm sea, and can suppress the demons." ”

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that had been silent in the White Pagoda Temple was violently rolled up in an instant, and ordinary people couldn't see it at all, but the cultivators could perceive those rolls like heavy rain clouds, and they could sense the terrifying power hidden in them, and they instinctively produced extremely strong feelings of vigilance, and even wanted to avoid them.

The furious Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi suddenly compressed at an unimaginable speed, and then turned into an infinite mountain that resembled a solid entity. Burst out of the air and blasted into the body of the senior brother who was about to get rid of the shackles of the Buddha's words!

The Buddhist temple was still quiet, and no sound sounded, but the senior brother felt that his body was crushed by countless boulders in his ears, and he felt as if a mountain had pressed down on his shoulders.

His body was originally extremely ordinary, and compared to Jun Mo and Ning Que, his shoulders didn't seem to be able to bear much weight. Suddenly crumbling, the soles of his shoes touched the ground and his knees gradually bent, but he still refused to fall.

Poof.

The elder brother spurted out a mouthful of crimson blood. Staring at the eyes of the first seat of the sermon, he bluntly reprimanded: "Zi said: Everyone in the world walks in the same car, so don't look inside! Don't speak quickly! Don't point to yourself!"

This is the right moment. Speaking in a reprimanding tone, his voice was still so gentle, intimate, powerful and persuasive, and contained an extremely powerful force.

Don't look inward, the first seat of the lecture suddenly felt that his eyes were slightly sour.

Without saying a word, the scripture he was reciting quickly came to an abrupt end.

When the three words "not personally fingering" came out of the mouth of the senior brother, the first speaker suddenly felt that the giant mountain named Sumeru had come to his fingers, and it was difficult to point to the other party's body when his arm fell!

The expression of the first seat of the lecture became more and more solemn, and the long silver eyebrows kept fluttering. His lips opened slightly, and he chanted a Buddhist scripture again, this time his speech was very slow, but the words were like thunder, and he was extremely stern!

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"As I heard: with samadhi. Let the Qiē mountains, trees, grasses, and trees in the Lan Realm become the Seven Treasures, so that all the people can see themselves and listen to the wonderful Dharma in front of the Buddha. ”

"As you think, you may see yourself blue, yellow, white, purple, red, black, or like wind, or like fire. Or see like the void, or see like the heat of the heat, or see like water, or like water foam, or like the mountain, or like the emperor, or see like Hua, or like Garuda, or like the stars, or see like an image, or like a wild fox!"

The words of the Buddha resounded like thunder throughout the temple, constantly exploding in the air, the lake was suddenly frightened and uneasy, the willow branches on the shore broke and fell, and the body of the white pagoda was glowing with colorful luster!

The tens of thousands of believers who had bowed down to the ground before finally heard the sound at this time, heard the thunderous sound of the Buddha, and subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the sky, but did not see any trace of lightning.

Countless breaths of heaven and earth, from the eight wilderness and four wilderness of the Moon Wheel Country, all the way to the dust and wind, broken trees and beasts, wind and dust to Chaoyang City, to the White Pagoda Temple.

The clouds in the sky have been covering Chaoyang City for a whole winter, and in this winter, except for the continuous gathering of clouds to thicken, nothing has changed, but at this time, even this strange cloud seems to feel the horror of the first Buddha of the sermon, and began to stir uneasy.

The gray clouds rolled and twisted very violently, and it looked like there were thousands of black snakes twisting and wringing in the clouds, and occasionally the clouds were torn apart, and the gaps were briefly exposed, and the sunlight sprinkled through those cracks, and was scattered by the clouds into countless colors, twisted into countless shapes.

The colors of those heavenly lights fall in the White Pagoda Temple, whether they are blue or white or black, people look at the colors on their bodies, and they are at a loss, and in the eyes of the practitioners, those heavenly lights that have been distorted into countless shapes are even more terrifying, because in their sea of consciousness, those heavenly lights have become Buddhist Venerables holding vajra, into fierce Buddhist beasts, and into countless water and fire!

Ning Que knew that this was not an illusion, nor was it the spiritual world of the first seat of the preaching, but the real breath of heaven and earth, and it was the first seat of the supreme Buddha to imitate the breath of heaven and earth into the appearance of the gods and Buddhas of the heavens!

Blood oozed from the corners of his lips, under the power of this supreme Buddha, in front of the Heavenly Gods and Buddhas, he didn't have any strength to resist at all, he could only slowly kneel, his face pale in pain, and the sea of snow-capped mountains seemed to be about to be destroyed!

And the situation of the mulberry on his back was even more strict, when the light spilled on her through the gaps in the clouds, her body was suddenly plated with a layer of black, although her little face was pale, but it was faintly exposed to an extremely inauspicious black gray, and the blood that kept vomiting outward was all like ink like when it was in the Rotten Kehou Temple!

At this time, in the White Pagoda Temple, the only one who could compete with the first Buddha of the lecture was the senior brother of the academy, and he naturally became the main target of the supreme Buddha's power.

There were no many colors in the eyes of the senior brother, there were no wild foxes, no giant elephants, no merciless floods and fires, he only saw the gods and Buddhas in the sky, accompanied by the stars, rushing towards him.

Every king of ancient mythology has supreme divine might, every Buddha of Buddhist legends has supreme Buddha power, and every star is the power of heaven and earth that cannot be shaken.

The bones in the elder brother's body began to make a cracking sound, the corners of his eyes began to ooze blood, his face became more and more pale, and even the realm was on the verge of collapse.

Yet his expression was still as resolute.

The senior brother raised his head, looked at the black clouds that were rolling wildly, and looked at the seven-colored luster that fell from the sky, the ancient gods and Buddhas, like rain and stars, shouted: "Zi Bu is silent, and the strange power is chaotic. ”

The child is silent.

The first silver eyebrows of the lecture drooped, and a blood-red color suddenly flashed on the old face, and the Buddha's words stopped suddenly!

"Force!"

"Messy!"

"God!

Every time the senior brother said a word, a mouthful of blood spit out, and he vomited blood four times in a row!

His face turned extremely pale, like clean snow that no one had ever seen.

When he finished saying this, the clouds above Chaoyang City suddenly stopped, and those raging clouds that kept tearing and tearing together snuggled up to each other in horror, and the gaps that spread out suddenly closed.

There is no trace of heavenly light that can pass through the clouds and sprinkle on the ground, the colorful color disappears instantly, the White Pagoda Temple returns to its original appearance, and those giant elephants and wild foxes that are simulated by Buddha Wei make a few chirps similar to wails, scattered into countless points of light, and disappear into the sky, and those Buddhist legends holding golden pestles, as well as those ancient mythological saints and other characters, as well as those stars that fall like rain, are instantly shattered!

The son is silent, and the strange force is confused.

The gods and Buddhas of the heavens retreated!

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The breath of heaven and earth from the eight wildernesses and four wildernesses of the Moon Wheel Country gradually stopped, bringing a great gust of wind and sand to Chaoyang City, and the White Pagoda Temple had just returned to its original appearance, and it suddenly became extremely dim.

The first speaker was silent and looked at the figure in the wind and sand who could fall down at any time, looked at the cotton jacket on his body that had been soaked with blood, and his silver eyebrows fluttered slowly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Tens of thousands of people in the Baita Temple looked at the sky in shock, not understanding what had happened before, and many began to rub their eyes, thinking that they were hallucinating.

The seven masters and the cultivators of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism looked at the scholar in the field, their faces were full of shock, and even the eyes of the seven pieces showed awe.

Everyone knows that the scholar has been seriously injured in order to fight against the first Buddha's words, but as soon as he says it, he can make the gods and Buddhas dissipate, which is enough to shock the world.

Mr. College Big, sure enough, is Mr. College Big.

The senior brother raised his right arm, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, looked at the first seat of the lecture, but said to Ning Que behind him: "The teacher said that the gentleman is not in danger, if he doesn't leave at this time, how long will he stay?"

Ning Que glanced at his senior brother's back, and suddenly turned around and swept out of the crowd.

The elder brother coughed twice in pain, then disappeared again.

A strong wind swept beside the first sermon.

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