Ma Fan withdrew his attention from his body and retreated to his body.

He glanced around, only to see Leng Yumo being caught in the middle of the attack of several black-robed monks. Leng Yumo was already seriously injured at the moment, and he was at the end of the crossbow, but he was still strong, covering a big ding on top of his head, and he was struggling to support it.

"What the hell have you done to him?" Leng Yu silently scattered, her face was covered with blood, she screamed nervously, and her voice was very desolate, very resentful!

"We didn't do anything to him, we just let him see the true meaning of my Buddhism! After Master Ma Shi saw the true meaning of my Buddhism, he would definitely escape into my Buddhism, female donor, you should stop struggling, or enter my Buddhism as soon as possible to practice the avenue, and strive to get rid of the sea of suffering as soon as possible. The descending dragon who was pressing the formation in the back said with a smile.

Ma Fan instantly looked at the descending dragon, and his gaze suddenly became fierce.

Feeling Ma Fan's gaze, the descending dragon also shifted his gaze to Ma Fan and said: "Amitabha! Ma seems that your qualifications are a little dull, and you haven't even woken up when you see my Buddha's true texts, and you have not yet been included in my Buddhism! But you don't have to worry, my Buddhism emphasizes the equality of all beings, and will not give up on you because you are stupid." ”

Ma Fan Senran said: "Descend the dragon, I have no grievances with you in the past, and I have no enmity in the near future! Why did you harm me?"

His body was full of murderous energy, undisguised, and there were surging liliang brewing in his body.

The descending dragon seemed to sense his murderous aura, and hahadaxiao said: "I have the heart to cross you out of the sea of suffering, where did it harm you?!"

"Then I really want to thank you!" Ma Fan huffed.

Descending Dragon said: "It's a pity that Master Mashi, your obsession is too deep, and you actually resisted my Buddha's true intention!"

Ma Fan said coldly: "You are going to die!

Descending the dragon, he smiled and said: "Master Mashi, don't be angry, sooner or later you will be a member of my Buddhism." The stiff relationship with us now will be very detrimental to your admission to my Buddhism in the future!"

Ma Fan snorted coldly, and the sword light instantly burst out from the sword in his hand, pressing down towards the dragon, and wherever the sword light went, the earth cracked open, and ravines appeared.

The body of the descending dragon flickered, the speed was extremely fast, dodging the attack of the sword light, a scroll suddenly appeared above his head, slowly opened, and said with a long smile: "Master Ma, I said that if I want to cross you into the Buddha Gate, I will cross you into the Buddha Gate, since that I can't impress you with the true text of my Buddha, then you can feel this true text again!"

The scroll above his head opened and slowly turned into a beautiful pattern.

This is a picture, depicting a mountain, and there is a majestic temple on the mountain, both the mountain and the temple are lifelike, as if it is not a scroll of ink landscape painting, but a real existence! As the scroll slowly unfolds, the sound of Sanskrit singing comes from the temple in the scroll.

The dragon's clothes fluttered, constantly avoiding Ma Fan's sword light, and said in a long voice: "This scroll is painted in the West Heaven Great Leiyin Temple, and Ma Shi has not entered my picture to feel the vastness of my Buddhism?"

After the words of the descending dragon fell, he saw a blazing golden light emitted from the picture scroll, and there was a wave of attraction, Ma Fan only felt that his body was light, and the yuan infant involuntarily flew out of his body, and was instantly included in the picture scroll.

Ma Fan only felt that the scene changed and appeared in front of a big mountain, Ma Fan knew that it was his Yuan Ying who was included in the picture scroll, and this mountain should be Lingshan.

If you want to break it, there are only two ways, one is to break this Shijie with strong strength and destroy this picture scroll, but Ma Fan obviously does not have this ability, so he can only keep moving forward and walk to the center of the picture scroll, the Great Lei Yin Temple, in order to find a way out.

Ma Fan then walked slowly, climbed the Ling Mountain, not more than five or six miles, saw a living water, rolling waves flowing, about eight or nine miles wide, four no traces.

Ma Fan wanted to fly over, but found that he couldn't fly, tried a few times and had to look ahead, saw a bridge in the distance, Ma Fan then went towards the bridge, and soon arrived at the bridge, only to see a plaque on the side of the bridge, the plaque has the word "Lingyundu", it turned out to be a single-plank bridge. ...,

Ma Fan slowly stepped on the canoe, only to feel extremely slippery, as if he had been oiled, Ma Fan was almost slipped and fell into the water below.

Ma Fan finally stabilized his figure, and looked in all directions, he remembered that in his previous life, he watched "Journey to the West", and Tang monks and apprentices seemed to have crossed such a river in the west, but it seemed that someone crossed them, but there was no one left and right.

Ma Fan shouted loudly, "Is there anyone?"

"Is there a boatman?"

Seeing that there was no movement around, not even a figure, Ma Fan knew that he was just in a magic weapon, and it was understandable that he was different from the real spiritual god, and besides, he was trapped in, not his own person like Tang Seng and his apprentices, even if this magic weapon was really imitated and exactly the same as the real spiritual mountain, it was impossible to cross the river by crossing the river.

With a sigh, Ma Fan made up his mind and said secretly: "It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided!"

In an instant, you can run in stride, like this bridge, the slower you walk, the more sad you are, and the faster you go, the easier it is to pass through some ......

Sure enough, once Ma Fan mustered up the courage to rush over, the bridge didn't seem to be slippery at all, and Ma Fan quickly rushed to the opposite side with all his might.

After rushing across the bridge, I saw that the front was full of fairy grass, and the treasures could be seen everywhere, and the phoenix, crane, and deer were really good.

Because he saw Leng Yumo being seriously injured before he came in, Ma Fan was also a little anxious, but he was not in the mood to take a closer look at the beautiful scenery around him, so he quickly rushed towards the west.

I don't know how long I ran, Ma Fan saw Huang Sensen in front of him, and the bricks were paved with agate. The east line, the west line, all are the Zhuque of the palace; the south area, the north area, can not see the treasure pavilion treasure building.

I knew where I went, so I listened to it, and walked slowly inside, passing through the palace of the Heavenly King with the Shizuku, the purple-sprayed protective hall, and crossing the Futu Tama Fan, Ma Fan finally walked to the top of the spiritual mountain.

Seeing the four big characters of Da Lei Yin Temple from a distance, Ma Fan was happy in his heart, and he didn't stay, his body increased rapidly, and he didn't stay, and rushed to the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

Stepping into the hall of the Great Majesty, I saw the eight bodhisattvas, the four vajras, the five hundred ara, the three thousand revelations, the eleven great yao, and the eighteen garans, arranged in two rows, and the Buddha was naturally sitting high above the middle of the main hall.

"Bold fanatics, why don't you kneel down when you see my Buddha!" a Buddha suddenly shouted.

This voice rolled out, and a huge and rigid energy came overwhelmingly, under the suppression of this huge energy, Ma Fan almost fell to his knees when he was frightened by this voice.

"These are all fakes!" Ma Fan said in his heart, resisting the weight around him.

Tick tock!

Drops of sweat fell to the ground, and Ma Fan's waist and legs were bent, but he never knelt down.