The return of ten thousand swords to the sect is a vision of the supreme and invincible sword path!

Ten thousand swords return to the sect, can suppress all the visions of the way of the sword, there is no accident!

Back then, the Sword Emperor on the Heavenly Desolate Continent cultivated this Ten Thousand Swords to return to the sect, holding the sword of the world, and everywhere he went, Ten Thousand Swords surrendered!

From ancient times to the present, even among the people of the Sword Sect, there are no more than ten monks who have cultivated the vision of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect.

And these ten people, in the end, are all the top powerhouses on the vertical and horizontal side!

On the stone platform, the power of the vision that originally belonged to Dugu Sword was about to collapse, but in the blink of an eye, an even more powerful force descended.

Tens of thousands of terrifying sword qi flew around in mid-air, galloping vertically and horizontally, leaving behind a blazing light, extremely powerful, but it couldn't hurt Dugu Sword for half a point!

When these sword qi were about to stab Dugu Sword, they flexibly changed direction and bypassed from the side.

Dugu Jian was in the dense sword aura, the edge of the whole person became more and more vigorous, although the eyes were empty, but the eyes were like two sharp swords!

Hang Qiuyu's pupils contracted, and he smelled a hint of danger.

"Not good!"

Hang Qiuyu was shocked in his heart, and he didn't want to think about it, so he immediately released the sword escape technique of the sect and galloped towards the outside of the stone platform.

Sou!

The brilliant sword light flashed and passed.

There is no longer Hang Qiuyu on the stone platform.

This kind of body speed is really amazing.

Among some of the super sects in the cultivation realm, there are some secret methods of retreat.

For example, Xu Cheng, who escaped in Su Zimo's hands before, released the escape technique of the Wind Thunder Palace, the Wind Thunder Escape.

Some of the best secret techniques of retreat, the explosion in a short period of time, can completely compare to the speed of Yuanying Zhenjun, and even exceed it!

The Blood Escape Technique cultivated by Su Zimo is also one of them.

Boom!

Tens of thousands of terrifying sword qi, under the control of Dugu Sword, broke through the air, and stabbed down on the position where Hang Qiuyu disappeared, and sword marks appeared on the spot.

Hang Qiuyu withdrew from the stone platform, and the victory and defeat were divided.

If a Tianjiao monk like them was bent on escaping, it would be difficult to be killed.

Dugu Jian didn't say a word, and jumped off the stone platform.

The Sword Sect's Yuanying Zhenjun looked at Dugu Jian's back, frowning slightly, thoughtfully.

There are only three games left in the ranking battle!

In the next battle, see the empty monk fighting against Mingzhen.

The Yuankong monk looked at Mingzhen condescendingly, and suddenly asked, "Mingzhen, where did you get the Myoho-renge-kyo?"

Mingzhen frowned and did not reply immediately.

Although he is not deeply involved in the world, he is not stupid.

The only blessing monk of the King Kong Temple next to him had blazing eyes, and used the Sanskrit sound technique of Buddhism, his voice was like a bell, and he asked loudly: "Mingzhen, let me ask you, what are the five precepts of Buddhism?"

Ming Zhen looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Don't kill, don't steal, don't lewd, don't lie, don't drink." ”

"Good!"

The monk nodded, and said, "Since you know how not to lie, you should know that you must not talk nonsense, and you must not talk nonsense! Let me ask you, Myoho-renge-kyo, where did you learn it, and who taught you!"

The guide frowned when he heard this.

It is self-evident that the minds of the monks of the blessed and the enkong monks were touched by the Myoho-renge-kyo.

But the methods of the Weifu monks are even more clever, first move out of the five precepts of Buddhism, seal the retreat of Mingzhen, and force Mingzhen to tell the secret of the Myoho-renge-kyo Sutra!

The implication of the words of the blessed monk is to warn Ming Zhen that you are a monk and cannot lie!

Mingzhen's expression was calm, and he muttered, "About the Myoho-renge-kyo......

Speaking of this, Ming Zhen suddenly paused slightly.

Not to mention the Yuankong Monk and the Weifu Monk, even several other Yuanying Zhenjun secretly pricked up their ears, waiting for the answer in Ming Zhen's mouth.

If you can get any useful clues from this, you may be able to find the countless exercises and secret techniques left behind in Fahua Temple!

"Speak quickly!"

The monk urged and said, "Where is the Myoho-renge-kyo?"

Mingzhen clasped his hands together and said seriously: "The monks don't say anything, and the little monk doesn't want to say anything about the Myoho-renge-kyo. ”

There was silence.

"You ......"

The expressions of the Yuankong monk and the Weifu monk were instantly petrified.

Don't want to say what it means?

The two of them made a lot of calculations, but they didn't expect that Ming Zhen would actually say this. １

The little fox couldn't bear it anymore and burst out laughing.

Mingzhen really didn't lie, because he just didn't want to say it.

A simple sentence resolved the difficulties and persecution of the two true monarchs of Buddhism!

"Sure enough, it's a clever tongue!"

The Yuankong monk's face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "See the sky, teach me a lesson to this little monk, and let him see the true means of Buddhism!"

Seeing the empty monk, he nodded, looking at Ming Zhen's eyes, there was a little more coldness.

"Little monk, defeat him!"

Ji Chengtian, Little Fat Man and others are all cheering for Mingzhen.

Su Zimo didn't say anything.

For this big battle, he is not worried.

Mingzhen bears the inheritance of the two super sects of Fahua Temple and Daming Temple, at least in the comprehension of Buddhism and the means of Buddhism, in the same level, I am afraid that no one can compare with Mingzhen!

On the stone platform.

Seeing that the empty monk didn't say a word, he sacrificed the vision of Jindan as soon as possible.

Bang!

In mid-air, a tall stupa slowly descended, exuding a terrifying coercion, shining brightly, and seemed to be able to suppress all evil spirits!

The pagoda has seven floors, and the body of the pagoda is depicted with dazzling Sanskrit characters.

Seventh-level floating slaughter!

Futu is both a pagoda.

Among the Buddhist gates, the seven-story stupa is the most!

The inheritance vision of the Hanging Temple has three levels, the third-level floating slaughter, the fifth-level floating slaughter, and the top seventh-level floating slaughter!

Throughout the ages, people who can cultivate the seventh-level floating slaughter are all monks with the great wisdom of Buddhism!

Seeing the empty monk sitting cross-legged, his hands constantly changing the magic tricks, his fingertips burst out one after another spiritual power Buddha light, and he disappeared into the seventh-level floating slaughter.

The seventh-level floating slaughter is full of light!

Buzz, boom!

With the advent of the seventh-level floating temple, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds in this pagoda, which made people's hearts tremble, and they unconsciously wanted to bow and worship!

The monks who were watching were still like this, and the pressure on the stone platform could be imagined.

"Amitabha!"

Mingzhen's expression was calm, he lowered his head slightly, folded his hands, and chanted the Buddha's name softly!

Behind him, a green lotus appeared, quietly blooming, and the light of the Buddha shone brightly, as if it could purify all the evil in the world.

Qinglian slowly rose and resisted the landing of the seventh-level floating slaughter!

Squeak squeak!

The visions of the two major Buddha gates collided together, and there was no earth-shattering sound, but the entire stone platform was shaking!

Although the seventh-level floating slaughter is strong, it can't help this pure and flawless green lotus.

Seeing that the empty monk stared at his eyes, constantly blessing his spiritual power, his face was already slightly distorted!

Ming Zhen folded his hands, lowered his eyebrows, and chanted Buddhist scriptures softly.

This scene is like the daily practice at the bottom of the buried dragon valley.

Su Zimo said softly: "I lost when I saw the sky." ”

I want to win too much.

On the contrary, they have fallen inferior in their minds.

And Mingzhen maintained a normal state of mind.

To fight or not to fight.

Indisputable!

Judge from above!

Rumble!

There was a loud bang.

The seventh-level floating slaughter has collapsed, but Qinglian is still there!

Seeing the empty monk fall on the stone platform, his face pale.

Ming Zhen stood up, just bowed his head slightly, said an acknowledgement, and floated away.

(End of chapter)