"Fairy Pan, the poor monk came to retrieve the great fearless liberation bead on the order of the master, and I hope that the fairy will be convenient!" Dorjee stood up suddenly, and the lake swayed. He was a burly man, with a plateau red stained as a child, and he was dressed in the wide purple-red monk's robes reserved for real Lamaist monks, and stood on the sparkling water like a flame.

Wuxu and the others also stood up. "That fearless liberation bead, at this moment, Pan Daoyou's life is at stake, why don't you forgive it for a few days?" Wuxu said in a deep voice.

"Time is running out, there is no room for delay!" Dorjee glanced at Wuxu deeply, "A few days ago, it wasn't you Han Buddhist monks who were also coveting this thing. “

He meant something, but Wuxu didn't have time to think about it, flew to Pan Ruoxue's side, and motioned for everyone to surround him. That Pan Ruoxue said angrily, "I have been born and died for Buddhism in the past few years, but I didn't expect it to end up like this!"

Duoji glanced at Pan Ruoxue coldly, and only said to Wuxu, "Senior Brother Wuxu, back then, you and I had our own spell casting realms, and we blended with each other. Tonight on the West Lake, I don't know what kind of style?"

Wu Xuan secretly said that it was not good, but he saw that the ethereal lake scenery behind Duo Ji suddenly changed, extremely bright, the long causeway weeping willows, the white cranes soaring into the sky, and the boundless lotus flowers, red as fire, white as jade. Dorjee Mandala Dharma Realm is now!

Wuxu led everyone to retreat quickly, but it was not as fast as the speed of the Dorjee Mandala Law Realm. The West Lake seems to be infinite, and the night seems to fade in an instant, and the heaven and earth are all turned into a sunny spring fragrant March day, and the lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red in the sun.

"What about your Mandala Dharma Realm?" Dorjee stood among the clusters of lotus flowers, his eyes unopened, his lips unopened, but his voice rolled in.

The lake is surging, the lotus sea is shaking, and Wuxu clasps his palms and says, "There is no longer a Dharma realm, but I am worthy of the good intentions of my senior brother." “

Dorjee opened his eyes, without joy or sorrow, "There is no respect, there is no boundary, I can't imagine that you have even abandoned the Dharma realm, junior brother!" As soon as his voice fell, the endless lotus flowers also withered, withered, and there was nothing left; the whole West Lake returned to the foggy night, and Dorjee could not see it in the fog, only a golden light was shining.

Suddenly, that golden light flew on the surface of the lake! When it was returned to the original place, it had already turned into a statue of Puxian Bodhisattva, and countless golden lights flashed around it, gradually turning into countless wrathful Dharma Protector Vajra, turning into countless Buddhist instruments, all of which flew over.

Zhang Cuilu and the others were behind him, and said urgently, "Master Wuxu, I'll quickly sacrifice the colorful Buddha lantern!" They were in the Dorjee Mandala Dharma Realm, and they were already overwhelmed by their breath.

If it is said that the appearance of the Mandala Dharma Realm of Dorjee Fangcai still reveals endless goodwill, then at this moment, it is a murderous opportunity! The colorful Buddha lamp, Wuxu stayed with Zhang Cuilu and others that day, but Zhang Cuilu and others have not yet reached the realm, and they cannot open the sacrifice; at this moment, Wuxu is present, and with the cultivation of the realm of real people, he can naturally sacrifice it, as he did at the beginning, take real people, lead all the soldiers, and sweep the southeast.

But Wuxu didn't follow his words, and only sent Zhang Cuilu and others out according to the method of merging with the law realm. He sealed his own hands, but a white lotus appeared. Wu Xu, like a night swallow, flew to the lotus heart, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and palms.

The closer those Dharma Protector Vajra get, the more angry and terrifying they become, and the closer the Buddha Door utensils go, the more dazzling and more glorious they become!

Wuxu's hands changed and rotated, and the white lotus bloomed under the seat, round by round, as if it would never stop and never wither. This is the three seals of the lotus flower that Master Phags-pa passed on to Wuxu that day.

It's a pity that there is no longer the realm of enlightenment, and after a while, those Dharma protectors and those Buddha instruments pause a little, and then move forward again.

Wu Xufu recited the six-character mantra with his palm, and the white lotus rotated under the seat. But countless lotus leaves are crushed by thousands of golden rays above the lake, scattered into nothing, and the fragrance is scattered into the night. In an instant, Wuxu even lost the lotus seat under his feet, and only sat on the West Lake, which seemed to be real and illusory.

"Senior brother, do you really want to go your own way? In the past, most of the Dharma fate in the capital should be abandoned?" Dorjee is in nowhere, but his image and words are like the water of the West Lake, surrounding Wuxu in front of him, it seems to be gentle, there are no waves, but in fact there are undercurrents, ripples.

Wuxu smiled bitterly, "Senior brother, I just want to be a self-defeating man now." Isn't that tolerated?"

Dorjee flew out, his treasure was solemn, and the Bodhisattva Dharma behind him loomed. The Dharma protector Vajra and Buddhist instruments in the sky are all hovering around Wuxu. He said bitterly, "You want to be a self-righteous man, but why did you disperse the Dharma realm and turn to the Han method!"

Wu was stunned, "It's just some convenient methods, why do you say that, senior brother? Could it be that there is still a distinction between the secret and the Tibetan and Han on the Lotus Dharma Peak?" However, he did not know that his dispersion of the Dharma Realm was tantamount to betraying the sect, specializing in the Dharma, and manifesting the Dharma of the Bodhisattva of Liu Guanyin, but it made the Han Buddhism family excited;

Dorjee didn't answer, but on his plain resolute red face, a trace of slaughter was fleeting, but it gave Wuxu a feeling of blood stained on his face.

Wuxu sighed, turned around, and slowly walked out of the Dorjee Dharma Realm.

Zhang Cuilu and others, seeing this, turned overjoyed and flew over one after another. Previously, they were outside the Dorjee Dharma Realm, as if they were watching from afar, almost watching Dorjee and Wuxu fight the Fa. In their eyes, Wuxu is already powerless, and Dorjee can take Wuxu down at any time. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Wuxu walked out easily!

At this moment, in the direction of the Lingyin Temple, there were a few bells sounding melodiously, and a few Buddha horns sounded mightily, followed by more than ten figures, a few breaths. The costumes are different, all of them are real people, there are Lamaists, and there are Han Buddhism in the Central Plains. Enlightenment looked at it, but there was no one except the previous aura. Among the more than ten people, the Lamaist suddenly gathered around Dorjee and glared angrily at Wuxu and the others, and the rest flew faintly around Wuxu and the others.

"But Master Wuxu?" one of the Han monks, with a pleasant face, asked with his palms together at Wuxu and the others.

Wuxu saw this scene, although it was not good, but he also had to lead the crowd to return the salute to him, and said, "Amitabha Buddha is a little monk, ashamed and ashamed." ”

"Wuxu! The Southeast Buddha Country, when it was first established, was to use the colorful Buddha lamp as a sacred object, and now the situation is critical, why do you control it privately?" A lama over there, seeing this, immediately came out and said.

At the beginning, Wuxu relied on the colorful Buddha lamp, took away more than 100,000 White Lotus disciples, and waved his army south, which is why there is today's southeast Buddha country. What this lama said was very powerful. Everyone present looked towards Wuxu. Wuxu couldn't answer for a while, just pretended to be deaf and stood there with his palms together and smiled.

"Amitabha!" After a while, a real Buddhist monk in Han Buddhist costumes walked out and said to Wuxu, "The colorful Buddha lamp is the thing of Master Wuxu, whether the master can make a living for the people in the world and settle in Lingyin Temple, we will naturally support it." As soon as he finished speaking, his companions on the left and right all nodded slightly, and walked towards Wuxu and the others.

For a time, the lake was distinct. Dorjee and other lamas and Buddhist cultivators stood aside and confronted the Central Plains Han Buddhist cultivators and Wuxu and others.

Wuxu secretly complained, pondered for a moment, and said, "The Buddhism in the world is originally a family, but now the situation is tight, fellow believers, do you still want to do absurd things on this West Lake, where relatives are painful and enemies are happy?"

As soon as his words fell, he only saw a burst of murderous aura coming from the direction of Huzhou in the north, countless lights shone brightly, and the roar was deep. Immediately afterward, several white lights flew down on the West Lake. Whether it is Lamaism or Han Buddhism, there are people who have received summons. Sure enough, Zhu Yuanzhang personally led the army from Yingtianfu to attack Huzhou by land and water. Lan Yu and others, who have been named the general of the protector of the country, are fighting desperately and defending to the death.

Wuxu smiled bitterly, "Everyone, let's go and meet the enemy together!"

"That Zhu Yuanzhang is your fellow disciple and brother of Wuxu, and I'm afraid this battle will have to fall on your head in the end!" Dorjee, who was in the distance, said coldly. The lamas on the left and right also nodded.

The surrounding Han Buddhist monks looked at each other, and also sighed to Wuxu, "That Zhu Yuanzhang has gathered most of the dragon qi in the world, and he already has the power of the true spirit." I also ask Master Wuxu to sacrifice the colorful Buddha lantern and lead us to meet the battle!"

Wuxu asked in a deep voice, "If the little monk was not there before, how would you face the battle?!" In the middle of the ring, one of the people replied, "In the past, there were all elders who came down from the Lotus Law Peak and took turns to sit in Hangzhou Mansion, but now there is just none. ”

"Hmph! This sect also used the dragon seal to blockade and suppress the dragon veins in the world, and protected the country of the Great Yuan for decades. Now that Zhu Yuanzhang only has most of the dragon's energy, this seat wants to see the meeting in person to see if it is really so majestic!" Na Duoji suddenly shouted angrily, turned around and took a group of lamas to teach Buddhism, and flew towards Huzhou in the north.

Those Han Buddhist real monks, seeing this, turned red, recited the Buddha's name in unison, no longer spoke to Wuxu, and all flew away. Seeing this, Wuxu had to take Zhang Cuilu and others with him, following closely.

"Wuxu, how about we make a bet?" Dorjee in front of him suddenly transmitted a message to Wuxu.

Wuxu, not a junior brother. Although the language is still a little familiar, the title has changed, but it sounds very alienated and unfamiliar. Wuxu said coldly, "Senior brother, isn't it a bet on you and me, who can retreat Zhu Yuanzhang's army?"

Dorjee in front of him, silent for a while, replied, "Exactly! If I retreat from Zhu Yuanzhang's army, you will have to hand over the Great Fearless Liberation Bead." ”

"A string of great fearless liberation beads, is it worth such seriousness and effort from Senior Brother?" Wuxu asked unhurriedly, not far or close, and asked again.

"I am ordered by the master to retrieve this pearl, and the master's order is difficult to disobey!" Dorjee said coldly, "Do you bet that you will change your mind and no longer insist on going your own way?!"

At this point, it is impossible to continue. Wuxu and Dorjee were all silent, only speeding up at the same time, flying towards the bloody wind in front of them.

It didn't take long for Wuxu to see from afar that the northwest sides of Huzhou had been fighting for a long time.

The countless flames on the ground formed a long dragon, constantly rushing towards these two directions. Even the hoarse screams and screams of the mortal soldiers were like ants, and they were all drowned out in the huge roar of the monks fighting the magic and treasures on both sides. And those ordinary monks, in the group battle, only surveyed like ordinary soldiers, the magic weapon had no eyes, often a white light hit the body, and then fell towards the ground, and even directly disappeared, and even the screams did not have time to come out.

There are also monks who are above the real people fighting, one on the north side and one on the west side. While they were flying fast, they were holding magic weapons to fight remotely in the air, and where they fought, the brilliance flew wildly, lightning and thunder, and there was no one else within a radius of hundreds of miles, just like a big star.

But when he saw Dorjee in front of him, he didn't look at it, he directly sacrificed the mandala Dharma realm, took the gods and Buddhas behind him, and led a group of Lamaist real monks behind him, flew with his palms together, and went straight to the Taihu Lake in the north of Nahu Prefecture. When he appeared this time, he was like an emperor superstar, a superstar, and he was amazed for a while. There was no sound of Ming Jin retreating, and there was no screaming like that of a mad fan, and all the fighting, including the two pairs of real monks, came to a halt for the time being.

There is a dragon diving on the Taihu Lake, the clouds are mighty, the waves are monstrous, and there are many monks like an array, dignified and fearless. When Dorjee and the others flew in, a dragon roar resounded through the sky, and a chariot ridden by a flying dragon slowly drove out. Zhu Yuanzhang, holding a black keel long sword, stood on the chariot, majestic.

"The Snowy Lama teaches Dorjee, and comes to comprehend the true dragon qi of the Son of Heaven of the Han people!"

I only heard Zhu Yuanzhang laugh and laugh, "Since Master Dorjee has this Yaxing, how can a widow not be an adult?!" After laughing, he turned around, waved the long sword in his hand, and led dozens of monks behind him to go straight to the Dorjee Mandala Dharma Realm.

All the real monks watching the battle could see clearly, there was a dragon-shaped aura in all directions, rushing forward, supporting Zhu Yuanzhang and the others, not only were they not taken in, but they flew unhindered between the invisible fluctuations of the Dharma Realm. Suddenly, above Taihu Lake, the monks of Zhu Yuanzhang's camp applauded in unison. The most powerful thing about the lama teaching mandala dharma realm is that it can temporarily become a realm of its own, and ordinary monks, once they fall into it, cannot absorb the aura of the outside world, and take the initiative to lose it. At this moment, looking at this scene, it is equivalent to Zhu Yuanzhang breaking half of the Mandala Dharma Realm with the qi of the dragon vein.

In this way, it is to appreciate the ordinary monks beating together. I saw that Zhu Yuanzhang's side was relying on a large number of people, in groups of two or three, fighting with one person on Duoji's side. But Dorjee's side did not show weakness, and the lamas under his command have manifested the wrath of the Bodhisattva with three heads and six arms, with one enemy and three. And Zhu Yuanzhang and Duo Ji flew to a higher place, a long sword against a vajra, one move after another, and the fight was a bit back to basics. When the battle below was brilliant, several monks shouted loudly, and the aura of the whole body protection exploded, and it was crumbling there. Zhu Yuanzhang and Duoji immediately withdrew their own hands, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, they flew down in the middle of the battlefield. The great battle also stopped, including the fighting of the large armies on the ground.

On this night, the stars and the moon were hidden, and Zhu Yuanzhang and Duoji, like two suns, were shining and dazzling in the sky. There are also many small colored light clusters around, but they are far away, and they all look slightly white. They are motionless, just like an ethereal galaxy.

After a while, Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "That's it, for the sake of my Wuxu junior brother, I have the right to make a truce!"

Most of the monks present had heard the name of Wuxu, and they all immediately followed Zhu Yuanzhang's gaze and looked towards the place where the Han Buddhist monks were a little farther away. But I saw that those Han Buddhist monks also turned their heads to look around, with different expressions. Even Zhang Cuilu and the others didn't know when they quietly disappeared.

Dorjee flew over, but he didn't look at these Han Buddhist monks. His face was cloudy, he stood in the position of Wuxu and the others, stood silent for a moment, and finally seemed to find nothing, so he had to take the Lamaist and go away.

Those Han Buddhist monks, seeing that all the Lamaist sects were leaving, couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and then suddenly woke up and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang nervously.

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled meaningfully, shook off the golden-sleeved robe, turned around and walked away. As soon as he left, the monks of his own camp also left. Below the black and shiny light, a golden sound suddenly sounded, and the army of Ying Tianfu immediately retreated.

"Amitabha!" A cadre of Han Buddhist monks couldn't help but celebrate with their palms together, looked at each other a few times, descended to the city of Huzhou, summoned Lan Yu and other generals, and inquired about the battle situation. After listening to the bloodstained Lan Yu's detailed report, his own soldiers had suffered heavy casualties, and Taihu Lake had been completely occupied, and they couldn't help but show a worried look, discussing that they would send people to Lushan Lotus Law Peak to move the rescue soldiers. Lan Yu waited for a group of generals, stayed for a while, and when he saw that they didn't say a few words, he changed to a secret message, and felt that it was boring for his eyes, so he retreated.

The generals withdrew from these real Buddhist retreats, and gathered together again, drinking and drinking spirits while discussing military affairs. After discussing and discussing, they sighed one by one. The only blue jade, sitting alone, did not make a sound, and ate with relish. There are close subordinate generals, who have the courage to sneer and say, "The general was injured in many places in this battle, and he will not go back to rest, and he is still here with his brothers." “

Lan Yu smiled and squinted at the subordinate, "It's just some flesh wounds, it doesn't matter." “

The subordinate immediately hurriedly poured wine and raised his glass, revealing an exaggerated look of great surprise, "I can't imagine that the Great General King Kong is not bad and the Tibetan Method has been completed!" The subordinate saw with his own eyes before, Li Si's old thief, one blow to the Xuanyou Sword, the sword hit the general alive, but I couldn't think of it, but I couldn't help the general!"

Many of these generals came out of Ying Tianfu, and they all knew that Li Si, who had lived for hundreds of years, as a Confucian cultivator with a yin body, had a very powerful Xuanyu sword technique, which was designed to erode the spiritual veins in the enemy's body with the yin and rotten qi, which was extremely ruthless and extremely difficult to exclude. At this moment, hearing what this person said, he couldn't help but raise his glass to congratulate Lan Yu on his great achievements. Some even took advantage of the wine and atmosphere to have a cheeky face to learn from Lan Yu's apprenticeship.

Under the staggering, Lan Yu gradually became a little drunk, waved his hand at everyone and laughed, "Go and go, don't you come to joke! Where is this general King Kong is not bad, don't you basically have good arms and legs?" As soon as he said this, all the generals, whether drunk or not, all looked at each other, laughed, and then picked up the wine glass in his hand, and seemed to have most of the injuries on his body.

Although these generals are not as good as Lan Yu, they all have some cultivation. I drank several tables in the wine jar, but no one fell, but the more I drank, the more energetic I became, and the more I drank, the more I was interested.

"How can King Kong not be bad? Lan Yu suddenly picked up an empty wine jar in front of him and patted it with his hands.

"But give each other face!"

"Don't ask for real knives and guns. “

"Just watch the gods fight. “

The generals slapped the table and knocked the wine glasses, and went down one after another. And after that, there was another burst of laughter.