Chapter 3 The Sixth Reappears, the Sword of Wisdom

"Manjushri Bodhisattva Vows ······"

"Our Lady of the White Lotus (Eight Heavenly Dragons Guangli Bodhisattva) Vows ······"

The corporate culture of Buddhism is still stable, and it is quite ceremonial to call the position when making a grand wish, not the real name.

Fortunately, the requirements for making a grand wish are not harsh, and you don't need your real name to set it up, but you don't need to worry about them making a fuss about their name.

When all three of them made a grand wish, Jiang Li stretched out his right hand forward. Then, under the gaze of the three people, he gently sent it, and the human seed bag flew away.

At the same time, Jiang Li's figure turned into a long rainbow and broke through the air.

"Be cautious."

As soon as the seed bag flew closer, Our Lady of the White Lotus reached out and took it in, but she didn't open the seed bag at the first moment, but said so.

"Very cautious indeed," Manjushri bowed, "but it also shows that he is no match for his supreme strength, and he is unable to fight against the poor monk's dharma." ”

Although the oaths and aspirations of both sides are quite meticulous, there are still some loopholes. For example, before receiving the seed bag, the three of the Buddha Kingdom were still able to make a move on Jiang Li. If the two sides are in close proximity, then Manjushri may be able to find an opportunity to make a move and give Jiang Li a little surprise.

It's a pity that Jiang Li is very cautious and doesn't give a chance at all.

"According to the people of the Jiang family, the sky is ruthless and selfless, although it will respond to the three clans and witness the oath for them, but it will not have a little unnecessary favoritism," Manjushri said lightly, "Jiang Li's performance also proves this. Now it's certain that he's singing empty city plans. ”

"If that's the case, then there's no need to worry about it in the future."

The Holy Mother of the White Lotus smiled when she heard this, and at the same time punched out a seal and sent it into the human seed bag.

She had already discovered that the ban on the human seed bag had not been broken, and it was still the same as before, which made it easier for her to open the bag.

The bulging and swollen pocket was slightly loosened, and the White Lotus Holy Mother's heart moved, and a stream of wind was sent out from within, flying out with a figure, from small to large, and falling on the auspicious clouds in front of her.

The figure was dressed in monk's robes, with a bare head, and a strange smile on his face that seemed to cry but not cry, and seemed to laugh but not laugh.

This Arhat could not rejoice now. His bones were so weak and numb that his skin was wrinkled and powerless, like a newborn baby, that his facial expressions were out of control, and the smile he had been wearing became so strange.

Walking in the human seed bag for such a time, even the four grades may not be able to withstand it, not to mention the five grades of Huanxi Arhat, his state at this time can't even control his facial expressions, I'm afraid that anyone who comes over may kill him.

However, there are three strong Buddhas, and there is no need to worry about their lives when they are happy.

After the White Lotus released the Joyful Arhat, she sensed it inward, roughly confirmed the number of people, nodded to the other two, and then reached out and pinched out a lotus seal, a white lotus bloomed in her hand, with vitality, and as soon as her hand was raised, it was about to fall on the Joyful Arhat.

However, at this moment, the mutation suddenly occurred.

Huanxi Luohan suddenly stretched out his hand to fish, the speed was incredible, and he directly grabbed the human seed bag in the hand of the White Lotus Holy Mother, and his figure faded and disappeared into the void.

The Holy Mother of the White Lotus was stunned, and then her elegant and pure face couldn't help but show anger, and her voice became sharp: "Jiang Li!! ”

Again, someone took away the seed bag again, and they were all pretending to be happy Arhats.

But every time she was caught off guard, she couldn't take precautions.

Forget it last time, who would have thought that this time, who would have thought that the happy Arhat, who had just come out of the human seed bag and had no strength all over his body, would suddenly make a move. And that Jiang Li, who had laughed at his caution before, turned out to be such a move.

The Holy Mother of the White Lotus didn't have time to intercept it, so she let the other party shuttle through the space and escape into the void.

But Master Manjushri on the side was not slow.

"Prajna, raise the sword."

Manjushri's eyes flashed with cash, locking on the traces that had not yet dispersed, and with a sword point, the sword of light gold glass slashed into the void, and a sword light slashed out along the trajectory of the "Joyful Arhat" when it left.

The faint ripples were clearly about to dissipate, but this sword light easily cut into it, and suddenly, a pale golden edge was revealed in the sky thirty miles away.

"Shhhh

It was like a lightning strike, and a sound like a crack sounded, and the brilliant sword light shot out from the faint ripples, slashing into the space in front of it.

"Prajna Wisdom Sword!"

There was a faint distortion in the sky, and the figure of the "Happy Arhat" appeared at a glance, and then the figure faded and flew into a faint ripple.

But the sword light was as if it had a spiritual intelligence, and it was overbearing, and it chased and killed, and it actually chased into it.

At the same time, Manjushri raised the Buddha's light and led the other two through the sky, and he had to follow the traces.

No matter who the other party is, since the traces are caught, it is not so easy to get away.

However, before the three of them could fly out of ten miles, a shout suddenly came from far ahead: "Fellow Daoists, please stay." ”

The Buddha's light was stunned, as if there was an invisible magic force that stopped the three of them and stopped the pace of the sky.

A fairy-like Taoist rode over on a tiger, his face full of enthusiasm.

But the three of them all blackened their faces.

"Shenhou!" Manjushri's face, which was rarely seen in different colors, was exposed with disgust from the bottom of his heart at this time.

Guangli Bodhisattva shook the big gun, condensed his strength, and had to stop when he made a move.

The ambition has already been made, and if you take the initiative to attack the people on Jiang Li's side at this time, you will usher in the backlash of the [Bodhisattva Vehicle]. And the "Happy Arhat", although it can be determined that it is related to Jiang Li, but there is no evidence, it is all subjective speculation, if you can hold the other party, it would be fine, but now you haven't been able to take it before you meet this person······

Helplessly, the three of them could only watch this obscure Taoist approach.

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"Joyful Arhat" is naturally Jiang Lihua, who likes to treat people with sincerity.

After the initial fight, he directly entered the human seed bag, leaving only an avatar outside, and letting the pocket be slightly loosened to facilitate the entry and exit of true qi.

And he himself has become the appearance of a happy arhat, lying in ambush inside.

The real Happy Arhat is indeed in it, and Jiang Li also gave one, which can be described as extremely generous. It's just that Our Lady of the White Lotus failed to find the real thing, and only recruited the fake.

At this time, Jiang Li did not return to the ruins of Donglin City, but flew straight out for hundreds of miles, so as not to be caught.

That sword light also chased hundreds of miles, like a meteor chasing the moon, chasing and killing at the tail, and the sword momentum was not declining.

The incomparable sword light left a trail as long as a hundred zhang, all the way through the clouds and the sky, but there was no chance to kill on the sword light, but with a kind of pure and comfortable, harmonious and thorough, a sword fell, like a head drink, which made people realize it.

'The sword of wisdom of Manjushri, the sword of Prajna wisdom, one of the four perfections of the sword. ’

Jiang Li suddenly turned his figure back, facing the sword light that broke through the sky, "I didn't even have a trace of qi left, and I was chased by the trajectory of movement······

The geese left a sound, the wind left a trace, even if Jiang Li reined in all the qi and breath, his movement still left a little trace in the space, and Manjushri slashed out this sword before this trace disappeared.

This sword locked on Jiang Li, following the traces of Jiang Li's movements, and if it was not destroyed, it would continue to chase after him.

'Even the Wind Queen Qimen has not been able to confuse this sword light, is this the sword of wisdom? ’

The sword light was brilliant, reflected in Jiang Li's eyes, and at the same time, it also fell on the rising visions one after another.

"Innate Qiankun, Eight Scenery Creation."

(End of chapter)

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