This time, the three princes took measures to go out of Beijing, and they were all Yuanting guards with them. These guards, under the direct command of the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, called the cowardly Xue army, are all strong and fierce Mongolian men, all of them are full of energy, ordinary yin and evil can not get close, and they have to teach lamas all kinds of methods, and practice with the practice of military formations to deal with extralegal monks.

On this night, although the soldiers had obeyed Moen's order and stayed away from the tent where Moen lived, they had previously recited the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra in the void with the help of cyan telekinesis, and within ten meters of the tent, there were constant Sanskrit chanting, and there were many visions, and no one could enter. The surrounding sergeants, both vigilant and asleep, had already been alarmed, and they all held torches and stopped around the periphery to watch, and those who sincerely believed in Buddhism were already prostrate on the ground and chanting scriptures. When the vision disappeared, and after entering the realization of Moen's body, he walked out of the tent and shouted the killing call, and some of the sergeants formed a formation like instinct, and shot wildly at the figure of the Nanren Xiao Shami who seemed to be flying away in mid-air.

Na Mo was frightened by the previous encounter, thinking that Wuxu hid a cultivator who was a person who had cultivated to the heavens, and after getting into Wuxu's body, his spiritual sense was greatly damaged, and he only thought about running back to Yuandu, but Wuxu did not hesitate at all, and ordered to shoot his body when he came out, and as a result, under a burst of rune arrows, his spiritual sense was strangled cleanly.

Wuxu stood there, and saw his body in mid-air silently turning into pieces in the criss-crossing pale gold, and then dissipated like green smoke on the way to slowly fall, and stood for a moment, without any movement, he knew that Mo En's spiritual consciousness had ceased to exist, and he couldn't help but feel relieved. Regardless of the few figures shooting in the distance, he coldly said to the sergeants who kowtowed to him and chanted the scriptures, and reluctantly said, "It's all gone." Then he turned and entered the account.

The few figures that came from a distance flew to the air where Morn's spiritual consciousness had been destroyed just now, paused, and then fell, ignoring those sergeants. Two of them, the big lamas with their bare right shoulders and red robes, clasped their hands together, walked straight to the Morn tent, stood for a moment, and said together, "Buddha has mercy, brothers Baltu and Barzan meet the Guru." ”

After Wuxu seized Shemoen at this moment, his spiritual consciousness was also consumed too much, and he was even weak cross-legged, so he had to sit on the sheepskin of the mandala Dharma Realm, sweating like raindrops. How can there be time and effort to deal with this group of potential adversary lamas. What's more, he is not yet familiar with Morn's body, and he doesn't know Morn's relationship with such people.

The two great lamas stood outside the tent and waited for a moment, chanting again as if they were just now. After waiting for a few more moments, both of them seemed a little impatient. One of them, a swarthy lama with a fleshy face, raised his foot slightly, as if he wanted to break in. But at this time, a Taoist priest who came at the same time had a flash in his eyes, but he wiped his long beard, stepped forward, shook the dust in his hand at this lama, and said, "Master Baltu, Master Moen doesn't seem to have finished his work, I'll wait until tomorrow to bother." ”

The two lamas, Baltu and Barzan, frowned slightly, seemed to be a little afraid of this person, looked at each other, stopped talking, chanted, got up and flew away. This person, seeing Baltu and Barzan leaving, looked around, smiled slightly, and sang, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Master Moen, Tong Yuchun, the seventh generation disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, is polite here." The master had an epiphany of the Dharma, and the poor Tao did not dare to disturb each other, and we will meet again another day. After speaking, he looked at the place where Fang Cai's body was destroyed, and turned to leave.

Wuxu heard the sound of breaking the sky for the last time, and knew that the three of them had left, so he put down the blue sea Buddha beads with his fingers and let out a long breath. These three people, according to Wuxu's perception, are all in the realm of real people, not much different from Moen. The two lamas, Baltu and Barzan, seem to have the same feeling as Mo En's Wuxu, and they should also be in the realm of real people, but the cultivation of Wuxu is still shallow, and I don't know if it is the early or middle stage of real people; Coupled with the taboo of the two brothers Baltu and Barzan, he should be at least a mid-stage cultivator. Wu Xuan secretly judged in his heart, and sighed that the world was dangerous, just now he had inexplicably escaped death, and at the cost of losing his body, he killed Mo En, who wanted to refine himself, but he was trapped in his body, trapped in the Mongolian military camp, and fell into the eyes of this group of extremely dangerous real human realm monks. It's a pity that I just happened to take away Morn, don't talk about Morn's memory, method or anything, even Morn's body is not familiar. How is this good? Could it be that when the day is bright, it is the time when the little monk is blissful?

Wuxu, shook his head, calmed his mind, began to familiarize himself with the body of Moen, stretched out his hand, kicked his legs, twisted his neck, twisted his buttocks, and then found the Sumeru ring on his fingers. The Great Monk's special prop, Sumeru Ring, Wu Xu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly injected a trace of spiritual sense, ready to inspect and scrape Moen's treasure.

After a while, Wuxu slowly withdrew his spiritual sense, with a disappointed face. A vajra has unfortunately been recognized by Moen, and if it is to be used, it must be erased from Morn's mark; the rest are mundane things, such as clothes, gold, agate, and a few volumes of the Spring Palace of the Buddha Realm -- Tantric Double Cultivation, called "The Mandala Sutra of the Joy of All Beings".

It seems that this Morn is really poor enough. True monk, there are only these things in the Sumeru ring. Wuxu looked at the mandala under him, especially the lifelike blue waves and white lotus on it, twisting the blue sea pearl in his hand, and it was Ami that Buddha. It seems that this mandala that he inadvertently erased the mark of Morn is a magic weapon that he can urge for a period of time in the future.

If Mo En comes back from the dead, seeing Wuxu's disappointed and disdainful look, it is estimated that he will become the first person in the real human realm to vomit blood in anger. The hateful little bald donkey, not to mention the mandala that has his own heart and soul and thousands of treasures sacrificed, actually has eyes and no beads, and actually dislikes himself for being poor. You must know that this mandala realm is the magic weapon of the Tantric method of the Monyi Lama, and it can be said that the life of the family is tied to it. Morn, with the three methods of body secret, mouth secret, and mind secret, cultivates this mandala dharma realm, but there is a treasure, Morn makes an offering vow, and integrates the treasure into the mandala he cultivates, making this mandala dharma realm more and more solemn and magical. It's just that the Moengen instrument is insufficient, and the previous practice is very different from the Buddhism of the extreme Western spell, with intellectual retardation, when it comes to the cultivation of tantric methods, the comprehension is not enough, usually in the body secret, mouth secrets, the intention of the secret practice is biased, reversed the priority, the three tantrics into the mandala realm, cultivated into the three tantrics to serve the mandala realm, and has never been able to really recognize this magic weapon. Otherwise, he would not be in his own mandala Dharma realm, and the realm is only worthy of the three stages of enlightenment.

Mo En originally wanted to use his huge spiritual consciousness to refine the enlightenment in his own mandala realm, but at this juncture of life and death, the enlightenment of the good root of the heart could not help but fall into the realm of reincarnation of the moment of death and not life, neither death nor life, under the traction of the blue mental power of the villagers of Xiaojiang, he sincerely recited the Buddha Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra with the body of spiritual consciousness, and so on, if he used the spiritual consciousness to incarnate the body, the three secrets of self-cultivation, mouth, and mind. Compared to this, Mo En's usual physical self-cultivation, mouth, and intention are ten million times more sophisticated? Yes, Mo En's original action of killing and grabbing treasures to refine the Mandala Dharma Realm with a real human realm was overturned in the gutter. This is also a certain number in the dark.

As the saying goes, it is difficult to keep the body secret, even if it is a real person, it is also a delusion.

I don't know that there is a secret in the secret, so I can't recite the little novice.