The water droplets in the air did not block the actions of the lifelong monk at the same time, but first fixed the arms of the lifelong monk, and then the silk threads formed by the wine were inserted into the wall in the air outside the restaurant one after another.

This wall is also the specialty of the Big Buddha Temple, it should be regarded as the most well-known spell among the monks of the Big Buddha Temple, the law has no self seal, it is one of the four seals of Buddhism, itself has the power of the forbidden law, generally just hear the name of this spell, in the literal sense may be the saying that there is no self, and the magic of different origin of the Dharma has no way to use, which is also in line with the effect of the use of this law seal, but in fact it has a deeper meaning -

The lifelong monk does not have much time to think about the deep meaning now, "his" body has no way to take a step forward, this is also a special spell of the Great Buddha Temple, that is, the previous life of the monk said that the streamer backtracks, where the water is, the body can not move forward.

But this is also a spell with obvious advantages and disadvantages, and a lifelong monk can figure it out almost instantly, because those silk threads are just pulled aside, and as long as you take a step back, you can easily get out of it.

There is no invincible spell in this world, just like someone who does it and can't open the door when he comes out, someone will break the lock that locks people.

A lifelong monk did not want to retreat.

He sneered: "Your Great Buddha Temple guarded us for the first hundred years, and it is still like this now, could it be that it will be like this in the future?" Hongren didn't seem to understand who we were from the mouth of the lifelong monk, nor did he hear his question, he frowned, and pinched a Dharma seal in his hand.

The lifelong monk actually stepped on the foot again, and the monk's robe on his sleeve was also torn, and he actually wanted to rely on the body of a real lifelong monk to break free from this spell! Almost instantly, the whole body of the lifelong monk was soaked with blood, and the silk thread was so slender and the spell was tenacious that it was extremely easy to cut through the body of the lifelong monk who absolutely had the appearance of the law.

The great monk of Hongren couldn't continue to hesitate, he couldn't watch the lifelong monk chop himself up, the magic seal turned into a fist, and the moment he clenched his fist, the mana that had just been pronounced and aggregated dissipated into pale golden dust, and he punched the lifelong monk in the stomach, he just wanted to make the lifelong monk take a step back, but he handed out his fist, and the real lifelong monk seemed to have regained control of his body in an instant, and the speed of his speech was very fast-

"Be careful!"

What to be careful of? Hongren actually didn't have much time to think, was it careful of this thing that lived in the body of a lifelong monk, and the Great Buddha Temple still has no certainty? Or was it careful of what kind of magic weapon the lifelong monk himself carried to protect his body?

There was already more blood on the body of the monk in his life.

So Hongren thinks that it is the lifelong monk himself who should be more careful, so the punch he handed out is tougher, he doesn't believe that the lifelong monk who has not used spells can still block it, as long as he can't stop it, he can save the lifelong monk, and at the same time, because of the cutting of these thin lines, the body of the lifelong monk can be regarded as injured, and he can always suppress the "he" in the lifelong monk.

Hiroshito seemed to have thought of it all.

His fist had reached the belly of a lifelong monk.

But there was nothing, there was no feeling of hitting a person in the stomach, it was like Hongnin used all his strength to hit the air, and Hongnin's heart was also like the feeling of stepping on the air when people were walking the stairs.

He didn't know when there was only a tattered monk's robe.

Without a lifetime of monks, the thin lines of the water light spell are like real thin lines, scattered and grounded.

Hongren already felt bad, but he only had time to feel bad.

The same Buddha seal that was not played just now was fiercely imprinted on Hongren's shoulder, and it was even more powerful than when the monk was still holding it in his hand.

The lifelong monk appeared above Hongren, his body was in mid-air, his palm was printed on Hongren's shoulder, and on his body, only a single coat remained.

Hongren was hit by this trick and knelt on one knee, even his vajra body could not withstand the move of a monk in his life at such a distance, the floor of the restaurant on the top of Hongren's knees was deeply dented, and the Buddha jumped over the wall and the restaurant was shocked-

The restaurant has three floors, and they are on the third floor.

Time seemed to stand still, and the surrounding drinkers who slapped the monk of life were all shaken up, even if there was a formation of the Great Buddha Temple, they also felt that something was wrong, and they could no longer look at the two of them with a playful eye - the light in the hands of the monk of life was even brighter.

He's been waiting for this moment.

The three-story restaurant collapsed in response, and Hongren's whole person was beaten down, and his body penetrated the floor of the third and second floors of the restaurant, and then fell deep into the first floor, smashing out a big pit, but the whole body of the lifelong monk seemed to be unstressed, just gently upward in the air, and then slowly fell.

Put your palms together.

His two palms now had the same golden light of Buddha seal as before.

"Zhongzhou Buddha Country...... Immeasurable prints. "The outer layer of the restaurant is still there, the center has collapsed, and the wooden walls outside are also crumbling, so several monks can see the lifelong monk who is already standing on the first floor.

The old monk in the direction of due north said the name of this move, but he swallowed the other half in his stomach, and he was now thinking about how to resist it, instead of frightening his own teachers and nephews.

The half sentence that I swallowed was, the palms were immeasurable.

The young monk seemed to know what Uncle Hongren wanted to say, and said, "We don't necessarily lose yet, he added that Uncle Hongren hasn't lost yet." ”

"My life still delays the operation of my mana, otherwise it could have been faster. "He" said as he stood in the dust, unable to see the figure clearly, but could see the golden light in his hand: "Otherwise, I won't be able to give you the opportunity to operate the Dharma Body to the extreme." ”

The Dharma body of Buddhism, one of the fundamental spells of Buddhism, the Dharma body is to the extreme, and it can even become a Buddhist Vajra in the flesh, and the cultivation is diligent, and becoming a bodhisattva is actually the same status.

Hongren's Dharma Body is actually much worse than Dacheng.

As the words of the lifelong monk spoke, a figure covered in blood slowly stood up from the big pit in the center of the restaurant, Hongren had strong muscles, not at all like a monk, but like a person who practiced martial arts, at this time his muscles, especially the position of his shoulders, had been deformed, and blood was still oozing outward, but his expression was still very firm, and it was even difficult to feel from his expression how many injuries he had suffered and how much pain his body was.

Hongren suddenly smiled, so the "lifelong monk" was stunned, when Hongren laughed, the muscles and muscles on his face were trembling, but he was still laughing, he said softly: "Master of life, the preparation is already proper?"

The voice in the mouth of the lifelong monk finally belonged to the lifelong monk himself this time, his voice was very peaceful, and even finally had some relaxation: "The little monk is not good at learning, and the master has been injured, and the master is dragged down by the little monk, so he naturally can't afford to be the master in his life." It's a mouthful, but I've said so much in my life, and I can continue to say it.

He then staggered his palms, two immeasurable seals, one to his stomach and the other to his head, banging twice, slightly back and forth, but as if overlapping.

Then he was bleeding more than Hongnin, and he lay down faster than Hongnin falling from the three-story restaurant.

The bloody eyes finally closed.