Jiang Chen's footsteps turned, broke away from the team, and walked eastward.

Behind him, a swarthy monk shouted, "Where is the benefactor going?" ”

Jiang Chen didn't look back and said: "I drank too much water at night, I really couldn't hold it back, so I had to grieve the Buddha and his old man!" ”

"......" The swarthy monk clenched his fists, eager to crush Jiang Chen as a Buddha bead in his palm. It took him a long time to calm his anger, and then he remembered that the latrine didn't seem to be on the east side.

Jiang Chen walked at the foot of many Bodhisattva statues, these statues and totems cut off the noise behind him, and after a few steps, it seemed as far away from the world. He walked on the winding and empty road, and could clearly hear the echo of his footsteps. If the faint of heart walk here alone, surrounded by hideous or smirking statues, they will surely feel terrified. And Jiang Chen thought that one or more terrible enemies might be hiding behind the statue and watching him, and he couldn't help but be frightened step by step, and he didn't dare to relax his vigilance for a moment.

He had already noticed that the location of the many statues and the interlaced textures under his feet made the space fold and distort. After staying under those totem poles for a while, there is even the illusion that time is gradually stopping. This must be a strange formation, enough to make those pilgrims who accidentally or deliberately break into this place retreat.

Jiang Chen was also like a tourist who got lost by chance, his steps were in a hurry, his expression was bleak, and he seemed to be in a panic and broke into one folded space after another, until he came out of the edge of the square on the other side.

Finally, there were voices and footsteps in front of them, all of them were monks patrolling. Manjushri retracted his breath and hid in front of a statue, and before the group of monks could pass by, he flashed out into the shadows of the courtyard steps.

Manjushri quickly looked around in the shadows and found that there was no small hall on the north side of the courtyard, and the hall was painted with the words "Luohan Hall", and it was many monks and soldiers patrolling here.

Manjushri observed for a moment, finding the right time for the two groups of monks to stagger past, and his body moved quickly, and one of his dodges shot through the pool in the courtyard, and flashed back into the small hall with the tails of the two groups of monks.

Manjushri gritted his teeth and propped up his arm, and with a little left hand, a silver light like a skill pierced out, splitting the flames directly below. However, the scattered fragments did not disappear, but floated in the air, blazing.

In that moment of dead silence, my senses seemed to be stripped out of the yang world, and I was alone in the yin and yang void, quietly watching the old god of death with a faint cruel smile, and piercing my throat with this jade-white slender left hand......

How do dead people's eyes turn?

Zhou Lingyu has finally arrived!

Manjushri's voice was hollow and strange in the open environment, like a demon smiling.

Manjushri's vision became darker and darker, and he saw that the candle flames were extinguished one by one, and only one was left in the front, compressed by the white darkness that was not as substantial as the substance, to a slight orange light, and it was crumbling, as if in the last moment, it was about to completely sink in the white darkness.

I tried my best to suppress the demonic blood riot, my bones clicking, and the blood vessels on my body squirmed like earthworms.

Seven flames shot out of each of the seven weeks, and in each flame sat a white figure, all of whom spoke: "From all the laws, there is no reason. There is no reason for the appearance of emptiness. Troubled by karma, not for the sake of action! All seven raised their left hands at the same time and pointed at Manjushri.

This silhouette sits in the flames, with seven buns on its head, a lotus in its right hand, a sword in its left hand, and white lotus petals on its body.

Although His Royal Highness is not alone, but the Buddha sees the most, as warm as the warm sun in spring, and the strength of one person is better than that of thousands of monks, which shows that this person's cultivation is extraordinary.

The void entered, and the air in the present world flowed again, but the head of the lower master was already where it should be.

Everything is silent!

I immediately threw my head closer in my hand, but there was still no pool of blood coming towards me, and although I quickly turned back, there was still a drop splashed under my face.

Manjushri said, stretching out his hand, and a bright snow-white sword light spawned from his palm, tearing the void, and even the tangible and qualitative white darkness was split in half. The small hall was sprinkled with white light in an instant, and it was delicate.

The small hall is empty, and the walls are full of pictures of the Buddha subduing demons, and there are several wooden fish on both sides. Manjushri crouched in the shadows, retreating little by little as the candles in the temple flickered and flickered.

The blood vessels in Manjushri's forehead throbbed, and the blood all over his body rushed like boiling water, as if he was about to lose control again.

The person who called Tong Yan wanted to speak and stopped, but he still answered at the beginning, and entered in a sullen and happy manner.

If you haven't found the true body of Shang Na, will you be emptied of your hole cards by the bald donkey?

The bald donkey demon method is powerful, and it seems to have connected the enchantment of that Zen temple, and its power is far greater than what you expected later. Honda Xia seems to have crossed the head snake of the land, and if he goes up like that, I am afraid that he will really be extradited to the soul and weakly enter reincarnation.

"Please ...... the lower master" Manjushri walked seven steps in front of the lower master's back, and the murderous intent in his eyes was finally so strong that he could hide it, and his left palm poked out of his sleeve like lightning and stretched out towards the lower division's neck, "Die!" ”

"Damn ......"

A white lotus flower emerged from the top of my head, and my soul was floating in the sky, my color body was suppressed, and my Dharma body was also confused.

Manjushri is above the end, and only distracts his thoughts from his weak actions, so he has to perform the first "spatial solidification......

Manjushri shuddered autonomously. It's like sitting alone outside a barren graveyard at midnight, laughing and laughing if there are no ghosts around you.

I struggled to get up, only to see all the Buddhist scriptures under the bookshelves in the small hall flying into the air, but the pages were turning rapidly. The wooden fish in the hall struck one after another in a strange rhythm, accompanied by the ringing of bells in the void, and the ethereal echo.

Tong Yan quickly straightened up, stepped on the junction of several void worlds and took a step, his body passed through the illusion and reality, and landed at the bottom of the steps before a flash, which happened to be the position that Tong Yan walked after leaving.

"Shang Na, I think he turned out to be a turtle with a shrunken head. Why, when I heard Jizo's play, was it a shock to the dog's guts? ”

The harsh sound of the wind disappeared, the air flowed again, the light froze behind the eyes, and even the aura around me was frozen by an incomprehensible power of seeing, and there was a way to communicate with me again.

The footsteps faded away, and there were only two people left in the hall, one bright and one dark.

The lower division turned back in shock.

"Whew!"

It's thrilling! If ten days later, my control over the bloodline had not reached the level I have today, this drop of vengeful blood would not have killed me!

Where is Shang Na's real body hiding? Totally found!

I was in pain all over my body, my blood was full and boiling, burning like fire, as if I was about to break through the skin.

The lower master's eyes were torn apart, and he slowly recited the mantra in his heart, but he was able to break free from the physical cage.

At first, the lower master was deaf to the footsteps, but when Manjushri got closer, my practice was completely interrupted, and I only coughed heavily, and said with a slight please: "Jiang Chen, did you let him rest?" "As I spoke, I was still staring at the sutras and my eyelids were raised.

The few white figures in mid-air looked down at the mortals, their eyes were full of desire and spirit, and they sang in unison: "Hum Araroba Jia Nadi-"

At that time, suddenly a melodious flute sound wafted from the temple.

I took a slight breath, and the breath of the whole person went from being there to nothing, both prominent and powerful, very similar to Tong Yan's breath, covering up the killing intentions. Then, I deliberately stepped out of my footsteps and walked down the steps step by step.

It's wonderful......

"Qi Yu is a teacher, and the subordinates have not reported anything yet." Manjushri imitated Jiang Chen's voice, and the back of the lower master reflected in his eyes was getting closer and closer.

Yes, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's a good thing, and Honduo has a way to see through my illusion in a short period of time, so he must find a chance to run away......

When the hot wind passed, the candlelight in the hall swayed violently, and small pieces of candle flame were extinguished. A thick white darkness poured out of the hall, eagerly eroding the little light in the hall.

In the midst of the high voice, the white darkness around Manjushri surged like mist, entangled in the terrifying grimace with several green fangs, and pounced on me with teeth and claws.

Tong Yan collapsed on the ground and wiped the hot sweat from his face.

The lower teacher was shocked and thought, could it be that the fear after the near death gave you the illusion that time had stopped?

"But that opportunity is hard to come by......"

I quickly straightened up, looked at the bloody head on the Buddha statue, cursed, and raised my hand to make it disappear into the world.

"Isn't that all there is to the devil?"

I hadn't heard the voices of the two people in the hall talking.

There was a slight light in my pupils, and I could already see Manjushri's form. At the last moment, the Buddha bead in my palm was raised, and the golden Sanskrit text danced, and it was about to turn into a substantial lotus leaf and block a fatal blow for me-

The candle flame in my eyes was about to be extinguished, and the intermittent cry of hot air came from outside the dim corner, like the voice of a ghost sighing high. If you look at it and listen to it, it seems that there is no rustling footsteps echoing in the temple. Ghastly.

An ethereal voice came from Bai in the dark: "Does he have to see the true body of this seat before he is willing to die?" ”

But a ray of heat flashed in my eyes, and I only felt that yin and yang were distant, and the present world was invaded by the void in an instant. Before a line of streamer, the white palm that only meant death froze behind my eyes, and the extremely cold killing intent gathered in this moment, and the field of vision was frozen,

Yes, yes, it's an illusion! Because this terrible left hand, which exudes the smell of death, is still slowly reaching for my neck.

Manjushri thought to himself, even if that guy was Shang Na himself, he must be a small leader with a few differences in status. Since you let you crash down, hehe, no mistake, let it go!

Manjushri fell and rolled up the steps, desperately trying to keep from screaming.

The fierce murderous aura that rushed in front of me had stopped my breathing.

The skull's eyes rolled.

Manjushri's heartbeat skipped a beat.

"Shangna, it's really him!"

As I watched, the flame drifted away from the candlestick, and rose rapidly into the air, burning more and more, and the light gradually spreading, and the small and large that occupied the field of vision also increased, and a white silhouette sat cross-legged outside.

"You've made up your mind, don't say much! It's early, let's get in! ”

Manjushri's figure was immersed in the diffuse white darkness, staring intently at the remaining candle flame, and his left hand was shining with the most crimson sheen.

The raging flames, like a four-round bright moon hanging in the sky, illuminated the figure of Manjushri at the bottom, as if to pass through my soul and reflect my future life.

"The bald donkey of the Futu Sect is really going back more and more, since he is here, he dares to see people, hiding in front and playing some tricks of pretending to be gods and ghosts, who are you bluffing?"

A long time ago, when he heard the movement of the Buddha again, Manjushri glanced up and saw this "lower teacher" wearing a robe, prostrate behind the Buddha statue, bowing down to read the scriptures.

"Jiang Chen, he doesn't have to listen to the words of others and do this thing that takes the hell out of the fire. The Buddha did not return, and he practiced meditation with peace of mind, and did not cause less trouble. ”

In this brief darkness, Manjushri's sharp eyes searched all the corners that could not be hidden, but he did not find the figure of Shangna, and his gaze was fixed again on the only remaining candle flame.

"Tong Yan, is he also the same as Jizo, does he hate to be in the company of ghosts?"

"Yes! The old treacherous and cunning surnamed Lin was definitely not so bad to deal with as he imagined. Don't forget, my family will be a saint in the future! ”

"What?"

The skull had been lifted by Manjushri in his hand, and blood was spurted from the cavity, and Manjushri's hot face was reflected in the congealed pupils, and he could not blink his eyes until he died.

With the wonderful sound mantra, the sound of bells and wooden fish are intertwined into a calm demon song, and the light is also emitted under the scrolls of Buddhist scriptures, which become the firewood of the flame, helping it to burn more and more.

However, Manjushri's speed spreads more slowly than ripples. Before I could flash by, all the goblins were in the air, and I had crashed into the flames, bursting with glow all around me, tearing the flames apart.

Manjushri snorted, moving and moving, and a circle of bright white light was released around his body, and the shadows of these ghosts swooped down, like waves crashing under the cliff, crashing into pieces of powder, screaming and falling back.

There is a way to move, there is a way to communicate with the aura of heaven and earth, and of course, it is also a guardian enchantment that can activate the Zen Temple. The Dharma can be used in the slightest, just like a person drowning in the river, struggling desperately, there is also a way to grasp this life-saving straw that exists.

Tong Yan looked at the head and smiled slightly: "Seven Little King Kongs, Fourteen Arhats, which one is he?" ”

At that time, there was no hot wind blowing back in the temple.

Manjushri suddenly lifted his spirits, his pressure suddenly decreased, and he raised his head and let out a long roar, and the white lotus above his head that suppressed my color body was torn apart.

This drop of blood suddenly fell like a drop of oil into the boiling water, and it burst out with a huge amount of energy.

The sound is mixed in the wind, swaying and staggering, as if floating from all directions. But Manjushri stared at the candle flame with his eyes blazing, and shouted in a deep voice, "Get out!" ”

"Lower division, that opportunity is rare! The old thing surnamed Lin is the most targeted, let's just take advantage of the trend and hold this big girl, it is sad that the old thing is obedient! ”

Manjushri's body suddenly fell into the dust.

When the words came out, Manjushri didn't move, and as soon as he leaned back, his whole person turned into a gray shadow, shooting like a ghost towards the flames in mid-air. In front of me, a long trail of water dragged out in the white darkness, and several ripples spread out to both sides, and the air vibrated violently, and several grimaces in the white mist seemed to be frightened, and roared angrily towards the middle.

"Think about it!"

I lowered my head, but my eyes were opened by the dazzling flames, and the bloodshot gradually covered my eyes, and my vision became more and more red, becoming more and more blurred......