Chapter 106: Consistent

As soon as the five hundred Arhats surrounded Ji Liao, their figures kept changing, and the space they were in was different at every moment, but Ji Xiao could deeply feel that every Arhat could attack him in an instant, and although they were five hundred monks, they were actually one.

"Qingxuanji is a rare person, and although it is a Taoist Xuanzhen, it has to be suppressed by Buddhism for a hundred years to set an example for those who come after it. ”

Five hundred monks who looked like golden people spoke in unison, and the sound of Buddha appeared in the layered space.

Ji Xiao secretly thought to himself, saying that the Heavenly Demon and the Buddha Sect are mortal enemies of each other, and it is really not bad. My magic body comes and goes freely in many spaces this day, and it is a first-class escape method in the world, but the power of this Buddhist Sect Great Array can also penetrate into the small world.

But he wasn't going to run either.

The wind and rain disappeared, and the heavenly river fell around Ji Xiao, like a Dharma protector dragon.

Ji Xiao knew that this was the evolution after the wind and rain were urged to the extreme, producing this heavenly river with its own spirituality. In ancient times, this kind of spell also had a name, called Fa Youyuan Ling.

It means that the spell gives birth to spirituality on its own.

This is a realm that even top-level Yuan Shen real people can't touch, but Ji Xiao accidentally gave birth to this thing. Now he had no time to investigate the reason and urge Tianhe to storm the big array.

The void was cleansed, and Tianhe and the Jinren's large array launched a fierce strangulation.

The power of Tianhe is pure and vast, and the solemnity of the Buddhist formation is just the same as the opponent.

Ji Xiao saved his strength and observed the flow of the big array.

There are flaws and gaps to be found in anyone's world, let alone just five hundred golden people who rely on formations to form a whole.

The achievement of the Heavenly Magic Body made Ji Xiao's judgment of the void and reality reach a realm unimaginable to ordinary people, and the solid array gradually appeared in Ji Liao's eyes.

Like a stone, it doesn't seem to have any cracks, but in fact, after magnifying countless times, it is still full of gaps.

Looking through countless gaps, Ji Yu found the largest gap.

Ji Yu stood in the void and violently retracted the Tianhe, making it coil around him, protecting himself and Luhua.

Then he formed the Dharma Seal, and the power of mountains and rivers burst out.

Again and again, they fought against the Jinren array.

Exactly the same place every time.

The Jin Da Array is still unshakable and indestructible.

A counter-bombardment,

twice

Three times

...

...

A hundred times.

There was still no change in the big array.

The monks of the Jin Great Array are full of confidence, their five hundred Arhat Arrays are the Dharma that has been passed down from Lingshan, which can subdue demons and subdue immortals, where can this Taoist from Qingxuan crack.

But Ji Xiao was unmoved, and still launched the one hundred and first bombardment without hesitation.

Without warning, the Great Array of the Buddha Gate, which could have subdued the immortals and demons, collapsed at this moment, and five hundred golden-like monks spurted blood from their mouths at the same time and scattered in all directions.

Ji Xiao didn't have any smugness, and calmly walked deeper.

He saw an old monk, and saw countless golden swastikas next to the old monk, like quicksand, trapping a girl in it.

Ji Xiao didn't look at the old monk, but said to the girl inside: "Do you remember what I said to you in Zifu Peak that year, the stonemason knocked on the stone hundreds of times, and the stone did not change at all, until the one hundred and first knock appeared, and the stone burst into two halves, but the stone cracked not because of the one hundred and first knock, but because the stonemason was consistent." Now I ask you, are you still the same Ling Xiao as before?"

"I am. ”

Ji Xiao shouted: "Since it is, don't draw your sword yet." ”

Ling Xiao was trapped in the golden swastika, but he was dressed in clothes and had nothing outside his body.

But a sword roared in the golden swastika.

The sword was full of energy, constantly ramming into the golden swastika enchantment that trapped her.

The barrier is like King Kong, unshakable.

But the sword qi is even more resolute.

The resolute one is not like Ling Xiao, but like another her, the ruthless and indifferent her.

In fact, this is Ling Xiao, she is ruthless, she is affectionate, and it is her persistence that combines the two sides.

Ling Xiao never gave up looking for Qingpingzi's whereabouts, which is the embodiment of her persistence.

Practitioners should not have attachment, but should also have attachment.

If you don't have the heart to seek the Tao without turning back, how can you overcome the difficulties on the road of cultivation?

Ling Xiao's entire body turned into a sharp sword, tirelessly striking the magic circle that trapped him.

The old monk sighed and said: "This is the indomitable sincerity, this is the foundation of Vajra Prajna, why can't you stay in my Buddha Sect." ”

As soon as his voice fell, the golden swastika array, like the Arhat array that Ji Xiao had broken, collapsed violently.

Ling Xiao got out of the cage and was happy.

She said coldly, "The sword is coming." ”

There was a roar of swords in the sky, and a killing sword broke through the sky.

All of a sudden, the entire Buddha hall was filled with coldness, and everything was stained with a layer of frost.

The cold sword qi, like a storm, wrapped the entire Buddha hall that had become ruins.

The sword qi froze everything, and I don't know how many Buddhas were killed and injured for a while.

The old monk said: "One cause, one effect." Lingxiao donor, if you don't have a good relationship today, you will be a bad result tomorrow. ”

Ling Xiao said indifferently: "It's the evil result, and I will also divide it with a sword." ”

The old monk shook his head.

Ji Xiao looked at the old monk and said, "Tell me, where is Guru Padmasambhava?"

The old monk said: "The monk was born in the world, without showing his traces, if he does not appear, others will not be able to find him, if he appears, others will not be able to help him." ”

Ji Yu pointed at Lu Hua and said, "What about her, this is the spirit child in your mouth, I think she is Guru Padmasambhava." ”

The old monk looked at the reed flowers, stunned, and then said indifferently: "Guru Padmasambhava is the unity of the Buddhas of the three worlds, you say she is, but it is not bad." ”

Ji Xiao said: "Hugh wants to pretend to be a ghost, I don't eat this." ”

The Buddha Hall was broken by Ji Xiao, and he encountered Ling Xiao's sword qi with hatred, which naturally made the Buddhist soldiers who integrated the demon soldiers to fight feel it.

Then the morale of the Buddhist soldiers naturally plummeted, and the Huangquan Demon Soldiers killed the Buddhist soldiers and retreated.

Vaguely visible, demonic energy raged into the Buddha hall.

The old monk sighed and said, "The lotus flower is extinguished, and the lotus flower is born again." To be born is to perish, and to perish is to be born. ”

A golden Buddha flame erupted from his body.

Ji Xiao's expression was grim, holding Ling Xiao with one hand and Lu Hua with the other.

With a burst of spatial fluctuations, he left the Buddha hall.

Hundreds of miles away, Ji Xiao appeared.

Looking at the Lotus Peak in the distance, a huge lotus flower burst out. The power of the fireworks is endless, destroying everything in Lotus Peak.

It's terrifying.

If Ji Xiao hadn't taken the first step, he would have suffered a big loss. He couldn't have imagined that this old monk who had practiced for thousands of years would be willing to give up everything and die with the enemy.

After all, if this trick is used, others will not be pleased, but the old monk basically ends up with a god and a god, even if there is an occasional trace of remnant soul, it is difficult to embark on the path of cultivation.