Yamato Hall, although the broken wall is ruined, but it does not show the slightest withering and dilapidation, just because the Ba Si Pa, the Yuan Law Master is here, there are thousands of Buddha's breath, the Sanskrit sound is ethereal, extremely solemn.

On this day, after leading the crowd out to give alms, the Phags-pa and the Yuanfa masters returned to the hall and sat down. Immediately, Shi Hai suddenly got up from his seat, clasped his palms together and said, "Two elders, although the True Spirit Ghost Cultivator has been destroyed, it seems that the ghost spirit has not disappeared here, and there are many Yin people looming. “

As soon as he finished speaking, Dorjee immediately stood up and clasped his palms together and replied, "That True Spirit Ghost Cultivator has been using the bronze coffin for a long time, and he has killed countless people in the past few days, and the forces of all parties are fighting endlessly, which is also inevitable. “

Shi Hai paused for a moment, and then said again, "Master Xianshan, there is urgent news in Hangzhou Mansion, Zhu Yuanzhang led the army to persecute very urgently, but I don't know when I will be able to surrender the bronze coffin." ”

Ba Si Pa and Master Yuan Fa came down from the Lotus Law Peak of Lushan Mountain to Hangzhou Mansion and took away Shi Hai, Duoji and others, saying that they wanted to prevent the bronze coffin from falling into the hands of the outer Tao and eliminate the catastrophe. At present, there is no trace of the bronze coffin, and the monks of the Chinese Buddhist Sect have been hovering in Dongying Fusang like this, Mo said that Shi Hai is puzzled, and even many accompanying disciples are also very puzzled.

Master Phags-pa suddenly opened his eyes, looked deeply at Shi Hai, and was about to speak. The Yuan Fa Master next to him suddenly preemptively said, "Shi Hai, are you questioning the decision of the Lotus Law Peak Elders?"

Shi Hai, Lian Dao didn't dare. But he heard Yuan Fafu reprimand again, "The bronze coffin has a lot to do with it." You don't want to search, but you grow into delirium. That's it, you better go back to Lushan!" With that, his right hand flipped over, and a golden light shot out from his fingers, hitting Shi Hai.

"Amitabha!" Pasipa immediately stopped and said to Master Yuanfa, "That's it, let Shi Hai stay." To find the traces of the bronze coffin, you must start with these ghostly yin people. You are cultivating the White Lotus Shesheng Sword, but you are the nemesis of these ghosts. Seeing that Master Yuanfa was silent, Fu looked at Shi Hai, who was already kneeling on the ground and pleading guilty, pondered for a moment, and said, "Dongying Fusang, say it's not big, it's not small. Since you are very quiet, you are allowed to go alone and search everywhere. If there is the whereabouts of the bronze coffin, it will also be a great achievement. “

Shi Hai looked at Master Yuanfa, who sighed and waved his hand, "Go!" Seeing this, Shi Hai had to respectfully clasp his palms, silently retreat, and take Zhang Cuilu and others out of the Yamato Palace, out of Kyoto, and to the west, not daring to stay for a moment. It wasn't until he left Kyoto for thousands of miles that Shikai flew down to a mountain range and rested for a while.

He looked up at Kyoto with palpitations. The White Lotus Shesheng Sword Technique that he cultivated by himself is the most sensitive to ghosts and yin people. In the past few days, as Pas-pa, Master Yuanfa and others went out to make a tour of almsgiving, they realized that something was wrong, and many people they came into contact with, although their words and deeds were as usual, but the dead energy on their bodies did not decrease but increased; this can naturally be said to be the bronze coffin in secret, but when they came up with it, they seemed to be very displeased. As for his retreat, mentioning the critical situation in Hangzhou, Master Yuanfa suddenly made a move and drove himself back to Lushan, hiding the meaning of care, comparing the reactions of Ba Sipa and Dorjee at the time, thinking about it carefully, it is really hard to say, it is hard to say.

That's it, for the sake of today's plan, it is better to leave this place of right and wrong in Dongying Fusang first, and go to Hangzhou Mansion to help Master Xianshan resist Zhu Yuanzhang's army in Tianfu, so as to take the line of the Heavenly Aurora Sect outside the sky. When Shi Hai thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh, the sect was destroyed, and the disciples were in panic all day long, scheming, and falling in the eyes of those who cared, but they were just capricious clowns.

When Shi Hai was sighing, he suddenly heard a clear sound behind him, "Senior Brother Shi Hai stay!" In this wilderness, Shi Hai was very vigilant, turned around sharply, and quietly held the seal with both hands, but saw Duo Ji flying out from between the mountains.

Na Duoji, dressed in a purple and red monk's robe, his face was still as resolute as before, but if he looked carefully, there was a familiar smile between his eyebrows. Shi Hai, relieved, withdrew his handprint, waited for Dorjee to fly in front of him, clasped his palms and said, "It turned out to be Senior Brother Dorjee, Shi Hai was demoted, and he was in a trance for a while, but it made Senior Brother smile." ”

Duo Ji glanced at Shi Hai, and suddenly smiled, "Senior brother, I'm afraid it's too much." The bronze coffin has a lot to do with it. Shizun and Master Yuanfa, in the past few days, have been facing everyone's criticism, openly investigating and secretly visiting, but they still have no clue, and their words are inevitably a little harsh. ”

Dorjee said so, and Shi Hai had to fold his palms and recite the Buddha's name.

The sea breeze and mountain breeze came together, and the two of them were dressed in rags, and they were speechless for a while.

After a while, Shi Hai asked first, "I don't know if Senior Brother has any advice when he comes this time?"

Dorjee's expression suddenly became solemn, he closed his eyes and palms, and looked into the distance, as if he was reciting some scripture silently. After half a ring, a divine thought was transmitted to Shihai.

Shi Hai was taken aback and asked anxiously, "Senior Brother?!This is the Mandala Dafa Realm Method?!Why did Senior Brother teach me privately?!"

Dorjee didn't answer, and then flew away, only in the sky, he looked back at Shi Hai, "I still remember the small building on the palm, and the fat powder in the red dust pile。。。。。。 "Its voice is faint and inaudible.

Dorjee went away, and Shi Hai stood in a daze in the mountains, grass, trees and wild winds. He didn't feel a trace of the loneliness and loneliness he felt before, because the scriptures of the Mandala Dafa Realm Dharma Realm that came from the Dorjee Divine Mind lingered in his heart, making him heroic like a lofty mountain, intoxicating like a purple and red, and almost shouting loudly like the wind in the wilderness!

The supreme practice of Lamaism, the Mandala Dharma Realm!!

There was a time when I was thinking about it! And now, it's in my mind!

Shi Hai, with a long roar, his figure is like a ghost!

The White Bone Cave?!The True Spirit Ghost Cultivators have all been destroyed, not to mention the White Bone Cave!

Shi Hai flew wildly, but finally couldn't help but stop. What Dorjee passed on to himself is indeed the supreme practice of Lamaism, the Mandala Dharma Realm! Shi Hai has not known how many times he has pondered it carefully! For a while, his heart was full of pride! Even if it was a bait thrown by Pasipa and Dorjee, and others? When I have completed my cultivation, what can I do?!

。。。。。。。

White Bone Cave?!Zhao Tong flew here and sneered. The more smiling the face, the colder the eyes. Thinking about the past, singing and dancing to ascend to peace, Kyoto Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, the master invited dignitaries and nobles all over the world, in the name of the Dharma realm to practice together, to do that lustful dog and horse thing, himself and a dozen sisters, night after night to perform the heavenly demon dance, to be the empty mother, the hardships and sadness, who knows?

She heard the reminder of the so-called "If you want to break its boundary, first break its ring" from the True Spirit Demon Cultivator who came from outside the world, that is, she went to the land of fireworks to reminisce about the scene of killing Seyan Luo Huan that day, and watched silently, and the Heavenly Demon Dance went to a higher level, and she felt that she was not afraid of the monks of the Mandala Dharma Realm. Yes, take the initiative to attack and hunt down Dorjee to this point. Unexpectedly, Dorjee suddenly disappeared when he arrived here, and the breath of Shihai's cultivation mandala Dharma realm came again.

Zhao Tong stood with his hands tied, looking at the mountains and mountains, thousands of miles of blue waves, very leisurely.

When Shi Hai sensed the crisis, he came out of the middle of the determination, sacrificed the slightly small Mantuo Dharma Realm, flew out of the White Bone Cave, and Zhao Tong's Heavenly Demon Dance paused.

This heavenly demon dance retains the fragrance and lustful temptation, and it is even more unbearable in the world! The dancing shadows are flying all over the sky, colored, sad, resentful, hateful, all of them are hidden stories, together with cause and effect. -

Shihai knew that he was invincible, and he went west at great speed. How could Zhao Tong be in hot pursuit! In the vast sea area between Fusang and the Middle-earth continent in the east, Shi Hai had to stop, and Zhao Tong followed him like a shadow, and he was already a demonic obstacle in Shi Hai's cultivation! He retreated today, and he is likely to retreat tomorrow.

Is it tolerable or unbearable! In the Mandala Dharma Realm, the white lotus gives birth to sword qi and is exposed, like a lotus flower that is constantly blooming in the void. "Fairy Zhao, why are you struggling with each other? If it weren't for the feelings of Senior Brother Wuxu... Before Shi Hai finished speaking, countless phantoms flew over.

Those phantoms, or bewitching, or rickety, or crying, or laughing。。。。。。。 In this world, there is nothing more than this, beauty and ugliness, good and evil。。。。。。。 Zhao Tong, extremely evolved.

Shi Hai screamed and fled. Zhao Tong couldn't help laughing and chased after him. Fortunately, Shi Hai is hidden in the mandala law realm, and Zhao Tong is just roughly tracking through the induction of the Heavenly Demon Dance and the mandala law realm, and he can't lock it accurately.

Fly over Nagasaki, as for the sea. Shi Hai stopped, took the initiative to appear, and said with a deep face to Zhao Tong, who was also crazy and turbulent, "There is no injustice and no hatred, the fairy chases and kills thousands of miles, is there really no fear?"

On the sea, as far as the eye can see, only the waves are turbulent and sparkling. Zhao Tong sat cross-legged in the void, surrounded by strange lights, like a mirage, and countless sounds, which were difficult for ordinary people to perceive, but they all entered the realm of the Mandala of Shihai. The scene is just like when Zhao Tong tried his best to kill Seyan Luo Luo Huan. Now Shi Hai has just cultivated the Mandala Law Realm, the consumption of power is serious, and the realm is unstable, not to mention that Zhao Tong is prepared.

Today's Zhao Tong, the magic skills are almost complete, although as soon as he makes a move, he is still full of phantoms, just like the original Heavenly Demon Dance, but under closer inspection, it is very different. The heavy shadow of the devil, suddenly male and female, suddenly bright and bright, suddenly turned into white bones, joy, anger, sorrow and joy changed instantly, birth, old age, sickness and death followed like a shadow, only his true body, sitting on the skull bed, the surroundings flickered bright and dark, there was a deep black shadow behind him, silent, like a black hole, that was the brand of the heavenly demon wheel and magic ring.

These thousands of demon shadows, under the thousands of wisps of white lotus shesheng sword qi of the sea of liberation, are like dream bubbles, scattered with destruction, scattered with gathering, like karma like obstacles. Relieved, he couldn't help but sigh lightly, he didn't expect Zhao Tong's magic skills to be so powerful.

"Fairy Zhao, why are you struggling with each other? If it weren't for the feelings of Senior Brother Wuxu... Shi Hai suddenly repeated Fang Cai's words.

"I have broken the karmic fate with Wuxu! If you are so skillful, you will die. Zhao Tong cut off his words, his voice was ethereal, no sadness or joy.

"Amitabha!" Shi Hai recited the Buddha's name, and suddenly the top of his head lit up, and his breath became incomparably majestic. At the same time, the sword qi of the White Lotus, which was originally about three feet around him, skyrocketed.

"Relic!" Zhao Tong exclaimed softly, and was about to retreat a little, but it was too late. Everywhere he was, including a radius of several miles, was shrouded in a vast white air.

"Fairy Zhao, offended!" Shi Hai, the treasure is solemn, the crystal relic on the top of his head is rapidly becoming smaller, but the light of silence is getting stronger and stronger, and the sword qi of the white lotus beside him is also becoming more and more vigorous, gradually intertwined into one, inseparable, and finally turned into a vast white gas, surging towards the surroundings, until Zhao Tong was surrounded before stopping.

The black shadow that had just been flying in the sky quickly dissipated in this vast white qi, and in the end, only a white expanse remained. Only Zhao Tong's real body is still black, black and shiny.

"It turns out that this is the Mandala Dharma Realm that you have truly cultivated!" Zhao Tong stood with his sword in his hand, but in the dark, he did not have the slightest fear.

"Cultivating the Mandala Dafa Realm, there will be interference in front of the Heavenly Demons. But if the demon retreats, the law realm will be completed. Shi Hai, closed his eyes and clasped his palms, and said lightly, "So that's really the case!"

In Dorjee's divine thoughts on the exercises of the Mandala Dafa Realm, he mentioned very solemnly that in the cultivation of the Mandala Dafa Realm, there will be many calamities, and there will be heavenly demons coming. From ancient times to the present, there is a convenient way for Lamaist monks to sum up lessons and lessons. In a nutshell, at the beginning, the aura gathers, secretly spreads the magic circle, pretends to become the law realm, and waits until the heavenly demons descend, fight back with all their might, and cultivate the true law realm.

Let's say that at this moment, there are countless Sanskrit chanting from the void, and immeasurable light emerges from the void, intertwined, and turns into a magnificent temple between the virtual and the real. And the sea of relief, under the light of the relics above his head, looks extremely tall and sacred. He seemed to be thousands of miles away, and he seemed to be close at hand, and he seemed to be standing in the middle of the temple, and he seemed to be extremely tall, and the small temple was only in front of his chest.

But if the demon retreats, the law realm will be completed. This sentence cannot be interpreted ordinarily. Unless you have cultivated to the realm of the Buddha, as stated in the Great Nirvana Sutra, in a few words, you will make an appointment with the Demon King of Bo Xun in three chapters, so that he will temporarily retreat on his own. Otherwise, then you have to fight with real knives and guns, and fight to the death. The so-called demon retreat, in fact, many times, is to destroy the demon. Yes, when Shi Hai said this at this moment, he showed his intention to kill Zhao Tong.

As he finished his last sentence, his hands began to seal. Ten fingers connected to the heart, trembling, countless immeasurable seals have been formed, and immediately, there are countless immeasurable sounds, countless immeasurable incense, and countless immeasurable white lotus sword light flying up from the vast silence white qi, blocking all Zhao Tong's retreats, all towards Zhao Tong's true body.

Zhao Tong's figure is gone!

A hand stretched out from the sky, black gas swirling, five fingers into claws, huge, across this heaven and earth.

True Spirit Demon Cultivator!Shi Hai turned around and left.

The huge magic hand didn't make any other moves, only caught a small black ring that fell from the void, and then disappeared.

A moment later, Dorjee flew here, and after a careful sense, he shook his head in disappointment, and then flew away.

This sea waves, life and death situation, Wuxu does not know, but there is no induction. A few days later, he came out of the sea conch with Yaoshan, Pan Ruolian, and Xinming.

Wuxu took the three of them, emerged from the sea conch, surfaced a scorching hot spring, and walked along the path between the mountains and forests, unconsciously walking towards Kyoto City. Along the way, I saw many people in the countryside, worshipping the Buddha statue with a lifeless face, extremely pious, and pious to the point of forgetting to die. Wuxu even saw some people, who were obviously lifeless, but they were not afraid of light, not afraid of Buddha's breath, and still lived with relatives and neighbors with a smile on their faces. Although Wuxu was shocked in his heart, he still stopped the curiosity and impulse of Yao Shan and the others, and signaled them to look more and observe, not to rush to determine right and wrong, and to discuss good and evil.

"The cycle of cause and effect, reincarnation. Even if it's just three lives and three lives, can it really be done?, or is everything just in vain?" Wuxu asked silently in his heart as he stood outside Kyoto City, looking at the brilliant sunset in the sky.

and into the city, Confucianism and Taoism, demons and demons, can be seen from time to time. Flying in the sky, drilling in the ground, making a fuss. Ordinary people seem to have become accustomed to what to do, although there is no shortage of people who are in a hurry to hide their faces. From time to time, there are all kinds of killings. Monks kill monks, monks kill mortals. This is a more bizarre time and space than when the demon clan invaded the mainland and occupied Dinghai City in Zhoushan.

Wu Xuan was a little disappointed. Wusheng, Lu Yeqing, Guru Padmasambhava, even if you take away my Dharma Realm Dojo and turn it into a reincarnation hall, even if you can really talk about cause and effect in three lives and three lives, how can you deal with such a situation?!

He stood in the streets, silently releasing his divine consciousness to the mundane. Whether it is lifeless, Lu Yeqing, or Guru Padmasambhava, if he is really talking about cause and effect and determining reincarnation, he must be able to sense himself through the divine consciousness that he has cast on ordinary people. To understand the void, you must hold the willow, ask for understanding, and distinguish the Fa.

It didn't take long for the noisy and noisy city of Kyoto to fall silent, and only a burst of singing and laughter came from the ears, shaking the ground like a mountain in my ears. Immediately after, the surrounding scene gradually dissipated like a bubble, and an izakaya suddenly appeared in front of Wuxu and the others.

Wuxu frowned slightly, and the izakaya released a strong demonic aura, killing a lot, and it seemed that there was a true spirit demon cultivator in charge. He immediately stopped, holding the willow in one hand and the fearless seal in the other, and quickly retreated with the three of Yaoshan. But it was too late.

A chuckle suddenly sounded in Wuxu's ears, "I'm so lucky to find this seat, I didn't expect you to come by yourself." In the haze, a man in a green shirt appeared in the Sea of Enlightenment. This man can't tell his age, but he is extremely handsome, and there are countless shadows around him, looming, of different sizes and shapes.

"The predecessors ingested Wuxu into this demon realm, I don't know what to say?" Wuxu fixed his mind and asked in a deep voice.

Before he finished speaking, a dark shadow behind the man in the green shirt suddenly surged rapidly, faintly turning into a figure, like flying into the sky, dancing with a sword. But it was an instant, like an illusion.

"Lamas teach the Heavenly Demon Dance, not indulgence, not breaking vows. Wu Xuan thought that this True Spirit Demon Cultivator wanted to use such a means as the Heavenly Demon Dance to deal with him, and immediately said.

"It's not indulgence, it's not breaking the vows, what is that?" the demon cultivator said word by word, and the killing intent became stronger and stronger.

Wuxu and the others found that before they finished speaking, they had already come to the man in the green shirt.

In the izakaya, there are a variety of delicious food and wine, and there is boundless spring. Several Kabuki, almost naked, are extremely glamorous.

"Nan Wu Great Pessimistic Guanyin Bodhisattva!" Wuxu suddenly recited, with the color of relatives and anger on his face, "The precept of Wuxu is compassion and compassion." “

Those several Kabuki, no matter how fat or thin, are all the same face, all of them are Zhao Tong's faces.

That's right

Dorjee passed on the magic method and released the killer under the sea.

Heavenly demons are not dances, compassion is a life ring.