Chen Mo walked into the sixth floor, this time the Buddha hall was finally empty, he was the first to arrive.

Relying on the bodhicitta method and the bodhi treasure industry, two Buddhist treasures, Chen Mo can be regarded as an unprecedented achievement, with 90 points in the sixth floor and has obtained the qualification of the final round of the palace examination.

Chen Mo took a turn in the heavy building, similar to several other heavy buildings, there are many murals of Buddha classics, many golden lotuses bloom on the wall, and there are countless Buddha voices and Sanskrit singing in the void of this building.

Seeing that there was nothing special, Chen Mo found a futon and sat down.

Chen Mo took out the last relic, the relics are said to be the monk who attained the Tao after the silence and nirvana, which condenses the cultivation of the monk's body, is a Buddhist treasure that can be found and can be used for medicine, casting, cultivation, etc.

I heard that there is a Zen family relics cultivation method called, if you can cultivate 999 Buddhist relics into your body, then the monk is said to be able to plant the strongest Zen heart lotus seeds in the Buddhist family.

Zen heart lotus set Buddhism supernatural power, is the Buddha level of the existence zài. thousands of years ago the Ziwei Emperor had this supernatural power, the lotus blossomed, the world is full of golden lotus, no one can break.

Chen Mo took a look at this relic and put away the heart of this relic small [long _wind] literature "//cfwx"target="_blank">cfwx, after all, it is also the embodiment of a high monk Nirvana.

Chen Mo meditated and breathed and slowly recovered.

He was the only one in the sixth floor, silent as eternal, surrounded by Buddhist and Sanskrit chanting, full of supreme majesty of compassion for all beings.

Chen Mo has the talent of mystical sound, and is extremely sensitive to all kinds of rhythms, listening to this Buddhist Sanskrit sound in pranayama, and humming unconsciously in his heart.

This Sanskrit sound is ancient, full of great wisdom, and can cleanse people's hearts.

After listening for a while, the door of the temple was pushed open.

Chen Mo put away his thoughts and looked back.

A young man in Zen clothes walked into the hall.

"Huh?" Fang Xi obviously didn't expect that there were already people in the sixth floor, and he was stunned for a long time.

Chen Mo smiled at him.

Fang Xi's eyes had a hint of doubt, he couldn't believe that someone could reach the sixth floor faster than him, he hid the emotions in his heart, returned to the appearance of zazen, nodded and sat aside.

It didn't take long for Jiang Yanyu to also enter the sixth floor.

Seeing that he was the third to arrive, the Lord of Yanyu smiled helplessly.

Chen Mo had always hoped for a miracle to see Qing Wan also enter the sixth floor, but obviously this miracle did not appear, and after a long time, until the door of the palace was closed, no one could enter the sixth floor.

The palace tried to reach the sixth floor, and in the end, only Chen Mo, Jiang Yanyu, and Fang Xi stayed.

There has also been a change in the Shenwu score.

Chen Mo went from third to first with 90 points, Fang Xi lost 3 points in my Buddha assessment and only got 87 points, and Jiang Yanyu lost 5 points and got 85 points.

"Your Royal Highness Chen Mo, it's really unexpected, in my Buddha assessment, didn't you lose a point?" Jiang Yanyu was also shocked when he saw this score.

'My Buddha' is trapped in the Buddha country, it is very difficult to comprehend the mystical Dharma, Jiang Yanyu finally swept all the Brahma trees with the sword intent of Yanyu and finally passed the level, which will take a lot of time, but when he thought that Chen Mo could enter the Bodhi Cliff, Jiang Yanyu was also relieved.

This man may really be more talented than Fang Xi.

Jiang Yanyu glanced at the young man in Zen clothes who had been leading, Fang Xi lowered his eyes, and he couldn't see his inner thoughts when he turned off the expression of the ancient well of the dead wood Zen.

"It's just a matter of luck." Chen Mo said modestly.

"Zen people don't talk about luck." Fang Xi spoke, his voice unexpectedly green.

Chen Mo and Jiang Yanyu looked at Fang Xi and smiled respectively.

"Think of it as cause and effect."

A jingle sound.

Suddenly, a staircase leading to the seventh floor slowly emerged from the void and fell to the ground.

The Shenwu score changes again.

Chen Mo was surprised to find that his ninety points had become a full score of one hundred, and Jiang Yanyu and Fang Xi also added ten points each.

In the second round, Dengke is over!

"This sixth floor has already passed?" Chen Mo asked.

"The sixth floor is called 'Wuju', and all the warriors will have a scuffle, and when there are only five or less warriors, it will be considered a pass." Jiangyan Yudao.

There are only three of them at the moment, so naturally they will pass the test.

When the martial arts are over, the second round of the palace examination will end here.

Only the 'top three' of the seventh floor of the last floor is left

Hearing her say this, Chen Mo was also happy, it was good to rest for a while, he used the power of his soul in the Buddha Kingdom, and he still needed to recover.

But there are only three people left, so the competition for the top spot is a bit of a headache.

Chen Mo said secretly.

The three of them looked at each other, looking at the stairs leading to the seventh floor, and none of them moved first.

Jiang Yanyu was the first to smile and said: "His Royal Highness Chen Mo has worked harder than we should all the way, and you are the first one now, Your Highness will invite you in first."

"Then I'll wait for the two of you." Chen Mo raised his eyelids, smiled faintly, and walked into the seventh floor.

"My Buddha is compassionate." Fang Xi wanted to enter the second one, but it was here. [,!], suddenly a sword qi rushed in, turning into a hazy rain of smoke and blocking Fang Xi's way.

Mu Ran, a young man in Zen clothes, turned around and saw Jiang Yanyu pinching the sword technique in her fingers, and her flying sword turned into a sword intent that filled the space.

"County Lord, why is this?"

"The county lord doesn't want anyone to disturb you, you monk makes the county lord a little unhappy, so the county lord doesn't want you to enter the top three." Jiang Yanyu smiled lightly.

She is also domineering in what she says, full of a woman's courage.

"If the county lord deals with me here now, if he wants to deal with His Royal Highness Chen Mo, I'm afraid he will suffer a loss." Fang Xi said calmly.

Jiang Yanyu didn't answer, and as soon as his mind moved, the sword intent went towards Fang Xi.

The young man raised his palm, and with a shout, a huge amount of mana surged around, completely resisting the Yanyu Sword Intent, "Then I'll come to the meeting, who is the first day of Dazhong." Fang Xi's fingers moved, and his flying sword flew out of the void, this scarlet sword was like a wood, surrounded by golden light Buddha seals.

Jiang Yanyu rolled up the corners of his mouth and moved his fingers.

The sword intent was like smoke and rain, enveloping the entire sixth floor, and these sword intents were everywhere, and they shot away like a drizzle.

The Zen cloth Buddha shines brightly, and the Buddha seal deadwood flying sword is rolled around Fang Xi, and countless sword lights turn into a series of Buddhist law seals to block the sword intent.

Fang Xi has the cultivation of the four thunder tribulations, the dead wood has been sitting in meditation for more than ten years, the mana is strong, the heart is strong, and he is not afraid of the smoke and rain sword intent of Jiang Yanyu at all.

Zen clothes flew, Fang Xi's figure moved towards Jiang Yanyu like a wolf, and halfway, a palm was punched.

The hazy Yanyu sword intent was opened with a palm, as if there was a huge palm print driving away the sword intent, and the powerful mana pressed towards Jiang Yanyu.

"The Great Merciful Hand?" Jiang Yanyu saw this magical power.

The Great Compassion Hand of Wanshou Temple is also the top supernatural power of the Great Heavy Dynasty, and under one palm, it is difficult to resist any magic weapon and defensive supernatural power.

Boom boom.

Sure enough, the palm print of the Great Compassion Hand penetrated the sword intent, and the space pressed Jiang Yanyu.

Jiang Yanyu turned sideways, fluttered lightly, and the Great Compassion Technique brushed his face, blasting a depression in the wall.

Fang Xi was stunned, he didn't expect that the girl would be able to easily avoid the Great Mercy Hand in such a way, Jiang Yanyu turned around, and the figure disappeared immediately, as if he had walked into the void, and his breath was completely gone.

"Hmph."

Fang Xi snorted coldly, and used the Vajra Protector Divine Power, and the four Vajra Dharma Bodies jumped out of the void, holding weapons in their hands to protect the Quartet.

A King Kong lifted the demon pestle and smashed it to the side.

Boom.

Jiang Yanyu waved her hand, and the flying sword blocked the attack, she stepped back, and said with a smile: "Amazing, worthy of being the heir of Wanshou Temple."

"Go." Fang Xi thought for a while.

The three King Kongs rushed towards Jiang Yanyu, the pestle shadow was heavy, and the sword intent was blasted away, Jiang Yanyu turned around again, and Qianying disappeared in the smoke and rain.

The three King Kongs pounced, and Jiang Yanyu had already appeared less than three meters away from Fang Xi.

Fang Xi was stunned for a moment, confused by Jiang Yanyu's body style.

"Oh no, it's a sword formation." Fang Xi had a long-lived and fruitless mental method, and soon understood the reason.Yanyu Sword Intent unconsciously unfolded the sword formation of the flying sword, and he hurriedly sat in meditation and recited the Dharma.

"The vision is okay, this is the 'smoke and rain turn' of this county lord, as long as the sword intent is like rain, you can't hurt me." Jiang Yanyu smiled.

"Will His Royal Highness the famous county lord only hide? Fang Xi pinched a magic trick with both hands, and suddenly twelve Buddha beads flew out of his cuffs.

It is his magic weapon 'sacrificial prayer bead'

The twelve prayer beads emitted a faint light, each bead was surrounded by Buddha seals, the Buddha light flowed, and the twelve Buddha seals were suspended around him by the deadwood flying sword, and the sacrificial prayer beads were immediately suspended on the hilt of the flying sword.

This 'sacrificial prayer bead' magic weapon can shoot his thoughts into the flying sword, so that the twelve flying swords are like his twelve Dharma bodies.

The twelve flying swords conjured up the King Kong Phantom, and when the sword was split, the smoke and rain were split, and the twelve Buddha seal deadwood flying swords were destroyed and killed into the smoke and rain, because the twelve swords were all Dharma bodies, that is to say, Fang Xi could manipulate these twelve flying swords to make twelve different attack powers.

Even if Jiang Yanyu's 'smoke and rain turn' is impossible to escape.

There is a vajra protector in the flying sword, which is powerful and unbeatable, and the Buddha's light actually makes the sword intent melt little by little.

"You used your box-pressing powers so quickly?" Jiang Yanyu smiled when he saw Fang Xi so decisively, not feeling dangerous at all.

Fang Xi's real body is a dead wood Zen, the four great vajra protectors, and the divine thoughts are divided into twelve flying swords, he is not easy to move, the Buddha seal dead wood flying sword is all slashed, Jiang Yanyu retreats continuously, and there is no chance to turn around.

"The Great Merciful Hand!"

The twelve flying swords turned into twelve huge great mercy hands and fell to Jiang Yanyu, Jiang Yanyu had no possibility of escaping, and was hit by the twelve great mercy hands of the Quadruple Thunder Tribulation, and the little Thunder Tribulation monk was almost certain to be defeated.

"Do you think that the sword formation that breaks my smoke and rain sword intent will win?"

Jiang Yanyu was unmoved, her eyebrows were picturesque, and the corners of her lips were hooked with a touch of disdain.

"Then I'll let you see."

Jiang Yanyu retracted her slender hand, and the fading Yanyu sword intent suddenly all converged on her jade hand, as if the rain was summoned in her hand, and the sword intent was completely collected in her jade arm.

But an even sharper sword aura appeared in her hand.

If the sword intent of the smoke and rain was hazy and rainy before, it had already turned into a storm in her hands at this moment.

Fang Xi of the Dead Wood Zen suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a shock. [,!] Color.

What is it?

Tibetan sword pose.

Smoke and rain hide the sword!

On the seventh floor, Chen Mo was meditating on pranayama.

Gentle footsteps came from the stairs, Chen Mo opened his eyes, and a graceful figure appeared in sight.

Jiang Yanyu changed into a tight-fitting golden monk's robe, the long dress resembled a skirt rather than a skirt, and the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River was painted on it.

Such as the abyss.

Chen Mo didn't see Fang Xi's figure, but he also seemed to have guessed a little, and his eyes moved slightly.

This woman.

"I've been waiting, Your Highness."

Jiang Yanyu rolled up the corners of Victory's mouth and said in a brisk voice with a clear mind.

"It's our two-person world now."

"Let's have fun."