"Masters, you know. ”

In the main hall, Lu Yukun's head was slightly raised, and he turned a deaf ear to the Buddhist scriptures and chanting in the field, and said to himself: "The widow has been weak and sick since childhood, and the mother and concubine died early, so he is extremely unfavored in the palace. ”

"Fortunately, there is an immortal law in the world, so that I will not be lonely!"

His voice was not loud, but in the sound of the Buddha's recitation, it could be clearly heard in his ears.

However, his voice was extremely cold, chilling to the bone, making this hall full of gentle Buddha light seem to have suddenly fallen into a cold winter.

"When I was a widow and a child, I made a vow: In this life and this life, I will definitely see the avenue!"

"However, the road is hard to find. ”

He sighed softly and continued to speak as if no one was around: "Although there are many immortal sects in the Northern Regions, they are often hundreds of thousands of miles away, and for ordinary people, it is really too far, too far!"

"After worshipping the nearby Snow Mountain Sect for decades, the widow has worked hard to cultivate, although he is proud of his peers, but he has no hope of Daoji. ”

"I had no choice but to retreat and return to the Northern Wei Kingdom to get the position of the lord of the country that should have belonged to the widow. ”

"But how can a widow be willing?"

Lu Yukun's voice was mentioned, and he even wanted to suppress the Buddha voice in the field, and his voice was full of unwillingness: "Ordinary people, at most, have a lifespan of more than a hundred years, and they will turn into a pile of white bones." ”

"Between life and death, there is great terror. ”

"The widow was fortunate to have a good companion, and the two worked together to charm a passing Daoji monk with séance incense, and only after obtaining his bequest could the foundation of the Great Dao be laid. ”

"But few people know that the Daoji realm is already my limit. The people who have always been able to achieve Jindan, how many people have been in the Northern Regions?"

"The avenue is hopeless!"

In fact, more than 20 years ago, the widow had already had the intention of climbing another level. ”

He raised his eyes and looked around, and his voice was quiet: "At that time, the widow and the queen even left their blood. ”

"Poof......

In the middle of the field, a monk seemed to be unable to stand the torture of his voice, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Hoo ......"

Beneath the monk, a black flame suddenly rose.

The black fire flickered, and in an instant, the monk turned into a cloud of ashes before he could even scream.

The two monks next to him turned pale, and one of them had a bad breath, and he couldn't adjust it in time, and he was also burned by a black fire that came out of the ground.

"Fortunately, the sky will not stop me!"

Lu Yukun raised his hands and suddenly shouted loudly: "Just when the widow was preparing to enjoy his old age, someone took the initiative to send it to the door!"

"Although that man looks like a monk, the widow can see at a glance that he is just like me, and he is a reluctant person. ”

As he spoke, he rose from the ground and paced in the middle of the field.

Whenever any monk showed signs of inadequacy, he slapped it with one palm and directly smashed the monk's head.

The black fire followed, burning the dead flesh completely.

"Thanks to him, I have learned the secret method of the Holy Lotus Sect, and ten thousand Buddhas have cast a golden body!"

He stood still, stretched out his hands, and rotated back and forth: "There is a saying in Zen Buddhism: to recite the Buddha is to see the Buddha, and to see the Buddha is to become a Buddha." ”

"And the method of widowhood is to gather Buddhas and become Buddhas!"

"The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more loss, and the way of man is to make up for the deficiency than is enough. ”

"Although the widow is deficient in Buddha nature, he can make up for it from the body of the eminent monks and see the true Buddha Dharma body!"

"The widow knows that the queen is plotting to harm me. But the masters don't know that you are just her introduction, used to trap the widow, and the one who really does it is actually someone else. ”

The corners of Lu Yukun's mouth were slightly upturned, and he raised his head to look directly into the sky through the ridge of the roof.

"But the queen doesn't know that the people who are used as bait in her eyes are the treasures that the widow really values!"

"She gave up waiting and relied on others, but she was very wrong!"

"Boom ......"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire hall was already ablaze.

The flame was as black as ink, revealing a gloomy and cold silence, and the burning flames spread out layer by layer, and it was actually in the shape of a lotus flower.

And in the middle of the lotus, it is Lu Yukun who is condensed with golden light!

............

In the temple.

Sun Heng stood with the pestle, his feet as if they were fixed in place, and he did not move.

And the heavy pestle in his hand keeps hitting out, and every blow has the power of opening mountains and splitting the earth, and the ability to turn over rivers and seas.

The Heavenly Sword turned into a ball of thunder and fire, wandering in the field.

Every time the thunder flames explode, countless sharp sword lights will burst out!

And the True Martial Seven Tribulations Sword Qi was intertwined into a formation, and it surrounded this place and strangled it wildly.

On the opposite side, the three-headed and six-armed Buddha statue roared angrily, roaring continuously, and the six kinds of blades swung out countless afterimages, fighting continuously.

The black-clothed monk stepped forward from time to time, wanting to break through Sun Heng's interception and approach Zhang Yan.

But with Sun Heng standing here, although the offensive on the opposite side was fierce, he could only be trapped in a corner and was unable to break free.

As if he were in a place, he would not be able to cross the line under his feet if he allowed the heavens and the earth to be overturned in front of him.

At this time, everything in the temple has long been unrecognizable.

No......

It should be said that it is gone!

Under such an offensive, even the earth was scraped to a depth of depth, how could the brick walls be spared?

If it weren't for the fact that this place was the core of the formation, and there was a lot of suppression, I am afraid that the aftermath of the battle would have shattered the entire palace.

"When ......"

The ripples caused by the sound wave were rolled up by Sun Heng with an axe and blasted forward again, but his face couldn't help but turn white.

"Something is wrong!"

Taking a deep breath, Sun Heng said in a deep voice: "The strength of this Buddha statue is getting bigger and bigger, and now it has almost broken through the limit of the middle stage of the Dao Foundation. ”

"Moreover, the black-clothed monk is getting stronger and stronger!"

At the beginning, when facing the two, he was still slightly above him. But now, even if you cast the Nine Star Destiny Technique, you can only resist it strongly.

If it were just the three-headed and six-armed Buddha statue, it would be enough.

Although the strength is extraordinary, after all, only bravery, relying on Sun Heng's strength and skills can still persevere.

But the black-clothed monk seemed to be extremely weak, and occasionally made a move, but it could make Sun Heng's heart beat wildly, and he almost wanted to escape from here.

Fortunately, the black-clothed monk seems to be limited in some way, and every time he is about to make an official move, he will be interrupted by himself.

I had to let out a helpless roar.

"You haven't thought of a way yet?"

"No, I don't know what to do!"

Zhang Yan grabbed his head with both hands, and his body was staggered by the strong wind in the field: "Although the relics are on me, I won't use them!"

Although Sun Heng's face was solemn, his heart was not chaotic, and he guided Zhang Yan to ask, "Didn't Hui'an tell you anything alone? Except for the relics, he didn't tell you anything else?"

"Nope!"

Zhang Yan snorted, his body had been swept away by a strong wind, and it slammed into the gate when he came.

Everything he said at that time was said in front of everyone. ”

"Except for ......"

"Except for what?"

Sun Heng hurriedly turned around.

"Except...... Diamond Sutra!"

Zhang Yan opened his mouth, suddenly crossed his knees, and sat directly on the ground.

He closed his eyes, suppressed the panic in his heart, and recited word by word: "If I heard it, for a while, the Buddha was in the garden of solitude, and the great bhikshus, one thousand two hundred and fifty people. ”

"When the world is honored, when you eat, you wear clothes and hold a bowl, and you go to the city to beg for food. ”

A peaceful voice rang out from the field.

But it was the black-clothed monk who put his hands together, and his hideous face quietly became peaceful and supple.

The light of the Buddha emerged, and the black clothes were also in the light of the Buddha, turning into pure and unsullied white monk's robes.

"He begs for the first time in his city, and returns to his place, and eats his meal, and collects his mantle, and washes his feet, and sits on his seat."

Another person chimed in.

But seeing the flash of inspiration, a golden and round relic emerged from Zhang Yan's eyebrows on its own.

The three of them joined their hands and recited: "Good men, good women, develop the three bodhichitta, and they should go like this, and subdue their minds as they are." ”

Buddha light sheng!