"Ahem, cough, ······"

Hui Lun coughed heartbreakingly, and the red blood stained the white clothes, making his heavenly appearance no longer be, but his temperament was still undiminished.

However, Hui Lun didn't have the heart to pay attention to the injury now, but looked straight at Jiang Li, "Who is this great curse coming from?" It does not belong to the Buddha country. ”

The "Heavenly Dragon Roar" that can suppress him, the origin of the Great Ming Mantra is absolutely extraordinary, but the wisdom wheel has counted all the strong people in the Buddha Kingdom, but it is difficult to connect this Great Ming Mantra with anyone.

Below the Buddha realm realization, there are two third-rank masters, six fourth-grade bodhisattvas, and one is a supernumerary four-rank wheel king. Huilun has dealt with these strong people, and even because the strong people of the Buddha country like to teach the Dharma, Huilun is quite familiar with their Buddhism and knows their way of practice.

It stands to reason that after coming into contact with the Great Ming Mantra head-on, Hui Lun should be able to recognize who this method is coming from.

But now, he didn't recognize it.

There are only two possibilities for this outcome. Either the bodhisattvas and masters have hidden their roots, or the source of the mantra is not the Buddha kingdom, but other forces.

The former is not very likely, because after the Buddha belongs to the Tao Fruit, he basically needs to preach and spread the Dharma, and all the Bodhisattvas will spread their Dharma widely, rather than hiding it.

The latter is highly likely.

Because there is another enemy in the Buddha Kingdom who is also proficient in the Dharma - the Fire House Buddha Prison.

If the Great Ming Mantra comes from the hand of the Fire House Buddha Prison, or even from the hand of that karma, then this Five Finger Mountain is worth pondering.

In the face of Huilun's inquiry, Jiang Li actually had the heart to answer, but the true layman coveted Jiang Li, and Jiang Li naturally wanted to add some blockage to him. But what ······

It's not worth it to face this kind of unfathomable boss, I should act from my heart. ’

Thinking of this, Jiang Li smiled slightly and said, "The Buddha said: Don't say it." ”

Expected answer.

Huilun glanced at Jiang Li deeply and said, "Since it can't be said, the little monk won't force it." I just hope that the donor will be cautious and not fall into the trap of others. ”

After that, Huilun clasped his hands together again, "Amitabha, it seems that this ghost gate has nothing to do with the little monk, everyone, the little monk has taken his leave." ”

He didn't want to stay longer at all, and controlled the white dragon to spin around his body and go away.

'Hui Lun looked anxious, the origin of this great mantra······ The water in it is very deep. ’

Jiang thought about it, and also drifted away.

He suffered a "Heavenly Dragon Roar", although it was suppressed with the Great Ming Mantra, but he also suffered some God-splitting injuries, and his brain still has labor pains, that is, it seems to be fine on the surface.

Jiang Li returned to his original position and sat down cross-legged, took out a bottle of Yangyuan Dan and a bottle of Living God Dew, and took them respectively, and the innate Yiqi merged with it, digesting the medicinal power, and recovering the injury and true qi.

'After the battle with Hye-lun, only Zhong Shenxiu and Yuan Zhen have not made a move, and the next thing will be the two of them, and after them, ······

Jiang Li looked at the two members of the Daode Sect while recovering, "If Yuan Zhen wins, with his current state of mind, it will not be difficult to defeat him, but Zhong Shenxiu is a little tricky." However, it is not impossible. ’

Jiang Li's chaotic words made the two of them in the Daode Sect in a big mess, now one is entangled in how to guard against the nephew of Longyang, and the other is worried about the future of the sect, both of which are seriously distracted.

Although the Ghost Gate Pass is good, it is still not ranked compared to the stability of the Daode Sect.

Moreover, even if Yuan Zhen could suppress the distracting thoughts in his mind, Jiang Li was not without the law against him.

His divine sense penetrated into the bracer he wore on his left hand, and touched a rock-like sword, the Sword of the Cliff, to sense the Inner Middle Dao Fruit.

【Five Grades Dao Fruit: Baxia】

[Genus: Demon]

[Eligible conditions: Six-grade Dao fruit, with dragon blood]

[Promotion ceremony: carrying a heavy load of more than 100,000 catties, ten years is not easy]

[Divine powers: Danshan Super Sea, Thousand Autumns Forever, True Dragon Blood Descendant, Beizhen Mountains and Rivers, Longevity and Auspiciousness]

Among them, the magic power of [Beizhen Mountains and Rivers] is the basic ability of the Cliff Sword, just by urging the True Qi to use the Cliff Sword, it can suppress a place, making the gravity in the heart skyrocket, especially the restraint of flying things, which is actually a flying nemesis.

In this realm, Yuan Zhen's sword pill threat has dropped greatly, and his state of mind is flawed.

If this can be better than Jiang Li, it can only show that Jiang Li is really not good, or honestly go back to the sect to hug the master's jade legs, and don't think about being bullied in the future.

Thinking of this, Jiang Li couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, and then calmed down, and a scene gradually appeared in the sea of knowledge.

Hui Lun didn't lie, he had indeed seen the form of a real dragon, so he could think of his Dharma appearance as if it were a real dragon, vivid.

At the time of defeat, Hui Lun decisively threw out the memories related to the real dragon, so that Jiang Li could get it, and got a little chance to relax, and then detonated part of his mental power and kept other memories.

And this related memory-

Jiang Li collected the wisp of stolen true qi into the middle dantian, and in the sea, there were green mountains and clear water, and between the two mountains, a deep stream flowed with water, and the clear waves reflected the red sun.

Suddenly, the clear waves rippled, and the angry currents were agitated.

It is the thousands of waves flying and squirting broken jade, a stream of water roaring in the breeze, in the mountain stream, there is a white dragon ascending to the sky, pushing the waves, pulling out the cliff mountain, the dragon's claws rubbing the clouds, dancing for nine days, showing the posture of the real dragon.

At the same time, the name of the white dragon appeared in his mind, as if he wanted to be imprinted in his mind.

- Eight Heavenly Dragons Guangli Bodhisattva.

This white dragon is one of the six great bodhisattvas of the Buddha country, and it is a four-grade powerhouse that accommodates the eight heavenly dragons and Guangli Bodhisattva Dao fruits.

The four strong people show the shape of the real dragon, and their bodies and their potentials all show an infinite sense of power, the white dragon soars between the heaven and the earth, and the majestic momentum fills the universe, which makes people ignore the sky and mountains and rivers, and the mind is completely occupied by the true form of the white dragon.

······

······

On the other side, Zhong Shenxiu and Yuan Zhenyao glanced at each other, and both sides made their own moves.

Yuan Zhen gathered the distracting thoughts in his heart, the man and the sword were one, and the moment of lightning and fire, the straight figure had already come to the center.

Zhong Shenxiu held the long knife in his hand, his feet did not move, and his figure drifted, like a pole of bamboo, floating to the opposite side of Yuan Zhen.

'Confucianism's thousand-mile journey, good exquisite light work. Yuan Zhen said secretly.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and the name of this light skill is "a thousand miles", which shows its emphasis. This is a light skill that is biased towards long-distance walking, and the effect is unmatched in speed explosion and lightness.

However, Zhong Shenxiu also showed excellent results in this poor aspect, which shows that his light cultivation is exquisite.

However, Yuan Zhen is a sword cultivator, or a six-rank sword immortal, if he flies with a sword······

"Your heart is in turmoil." Zhong Shenxiu said lightly.

Yuan Zhen was distraught, because he wanted to use Edgeworth to fly to deal with Zhong Shenxiu.

There is nothing wrong with this way of attacking the enemy's weaknesses with one's own strengths, but if it is too negative, it is not conducive to the sharpness of sword cultivation, and it is also somewhat detrimental to the reputation of the Daode Sect.

And the reason why there are such negative thoughts is actually that Yuan Zhen knows that he is not in a good state now, and his mood is chaotic, and he subconsciously has the idea that he may be invincible.

Zhong Shenxiu pointed out Yuan Zhen's confusion, and his words were like a sharp blade, piercing his heart.

Yuan Zhen was immediately shocked in his heart, suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart with the meditation he had practiced for many years, and at the same time exerting the Dao Fruit Ability of Sword Cultivation [Sword Heart Tongming], the human heart and the sword heart corresponded, the sword light surrounded the body, and the pure white color revealed a sharp edge.

At this moment, Yuan Zhen finally revealed the demeanor of the contemporary disciple of the Daode Sect, suppressed distracting thoughts, and the sword was one, and the light of the Gengjin sword moved with the fingers of the sword, facing Zhong Shenxiu from afar.

"Please." Yuan Zhenlang said.

"Please."

Zhong Shenxiu responded, the neat and perfect contours of his facial features appeared serious, holding a long knife in his hand, his eyes were like knives, cruising around Yuan Zhen's body.

It is like a dragon swimming in the river, looking at the prey, and like the oncoming wind, the undercurrent in the water, wrapping the whole body, pervasive, as long as there is a little flaw, the grid knife will be out of the sheath, and defeat the strong enemy.

Yuan Zhen had the same idea as Jiang Li at the beginning, and Zhong Shenxiu was in him.

And as a sword cultivator, he is known for his sharpness and verticality, but he can't escape from his body like Jiang Li, and change his character.

There is only one thing to deal with with sword cultivation - to break it with a sword.

Yuan Zhen took out his sword without hesitation, and the sword light went like a meteor catching the moon, so fast that it was incomparably fast, and it fell straight to Zhong Shenxiu's eyebrows.

Gengjin's qi is known for its sharpness, and the sword of Yuan Zhen is naturally unmatched, showing its edge, but in the face of such a sharp sword, Zhong Shenxiu did not have the slightest intention of dodging.

"Boom!"

The long knife is out of the sheath, the knife is like a dream like dew and like electricity, like real and illusory, like electricity like light, it is clearly a Confucian scholar, but the trick at this moment is with a bit of Buddhism.

With a knife against a sword, an attack against an attack, and a fast against a fast, Zhong Shenxiu, who shot later, actually chose to go toe-for-tat, and the sword light was like two parallel straight lines, each rushing towards the enemy.

Moreover, Zhong Shenxiu's hair came first, and his sword was actually faster than the sword light.

No, it's already hit.

"Knife intent."

Zhang Daoyi's pupils shrank and swelled, and when he looked at it again, there was no sword, and even the Gewu knife was still half in the sheath, revealing only a blade as bright as snow.

It's knife intent!

Sutra: Cave Spirit.

A sudden phantom pain appeared in Yuan Zhen's heart, and he felt as if a gap had been pierced in his heart, and the sense of worry resurfaced.

"Yuan Zhen, help the Taiping Sect to rise and break the deadlock." The Majestic Daoist commanded

This is the past.

"Don't come here!" Zhang Daoyi looked defensive.

This is now.

"Has the Daode Sect also gone astray?" The master said lightly.

This is the future.

The meditation of the practice was penetrated by the sword intent, and the suppressed worries and distracting thoughts returned, causing Yuan Zhen to fall into a momentary hesitation.

Gengjin sword light was reduced by three points because of this, Zhong Shenxiu tilted his head slightly, and easily flashed the sword light, approaching like the wind, and the mighty wind turned into a wind blade, surging in.

"The wind is dancing."

Recently, I saw a lot of authors playing Bode 3, and I also thought about whether to play or not, but it turned out that I needed 150g of space, relying on it, or code words are more suitable for me.

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