A cultivator in the crowd shouted urgently, "Beware of his spiritual attacks. ”

The eyes of this white-eyed Taoist have the ability to attack mentally, but these attacks do not reach the level of causing death. The White Eyes Daoist is usually also used as an auxiliary attack, and when the opponent is in turmoil, he can often take the opportunity to attack and receive a miraculous effect, which is also the reason why the White Eyes Daoist is famous. But at this time, the attack is a waste of real elements.

After the white-eyed Taoist attacked, he was injured and injured, and his face, which was already pale due to the injury, became a little whiter. While secretly exercising his pranayama, he glared at the crowd surrounding Emei, and said: "Fellow Daoists, the people present have more or less known each other, why be aggressive, and have to divide your life and death? It is better to settle the dispute, not everyone in my Emei is here. ”

After a pause, he immediately glared angrily at a certain place in the crowd again, and said: "Daoist friends of Qingcheng, Taoist friends of Yuntai Temple, you and I have been in Shu for generations of Emei, and you also have dealings with each other, why are you acting viciously now, don't you even want face for the sake of a mere cheats?"

A middle-aged cultivator in a yellow shirt and Taoist costume flashed out of the crowd, with a white face and no beard, a yellow court crown, holding a five-section iron umbrella whip, and also said angrily: "White-eyed Daoist, you still say that you are friendly to my Yuntai, nine days ago, your Yunzhong Daoist in Emei actually killed my little apprentice Lan Xingli alive in order to grab the secret note." The methods are cruel, I will kill Emei's evil spirit today and avenge my apprentice. ”

As soon as these words came out, Bai Mu suddenly had nothing to say.

Some cultivators were already impatient, and said disdainfully: "Those two hypocritical Taoists, grabbing the secret book is robbing the secret book, and you have to find an excuse for Lao Shizi here, just do it quickly." ”

said it bluntly, and the faces of Bai Mu and Xiuzhen of Yuntai Mountain were dry.

In an uproar, the others no longer gave these two a chance to speak, and countless cultivators sacrificed the sword magic weapon and hit it without a head or face.

Bai Mu and ordinary Taoists gritted their teeth, manipulated the twin swords of Ziying and Qingsuo, and thousands of purple and blue rainbow lights were like swimming dragons in the 100-zhang radius, siphoning the stars, protecting the 100-zhang radius space like an iron net, and splashing water could not enter. The purple and green swords collided with countless flying sword magic weapons, and even hidden weapons, exploding like a cloth, shooting out a series of sparks, like billions of bright galactic stars, countless fires that could not be opened by human eyes.

Hundreds of cultivators leaped beyond the range of the sharp sword qi, jumping and sweeping rapidly, looking for the flaws of this purple and green twin swords, and from time to time they would insidiously swing to break through this sword net.

Bai Mu and ordinary Dao people have indeed reached the end of the strong crossbow, the true qi is exhausted, and the sword net urged by the sword qi is crumbling, and it may be annihilated at any time.

Sitting in the middle of the hand, Yunshan Dao people who had broken off their arms also saw that the situation was critical, and took out a piece of non-cloth and non-gold inch Xu Silk Handkerchief from his bosom and threw it into the air, turning into a thin curtain like smoke and fog, and the light shrouded a radius of thirty zhang. There seems to be a dream-like thin flowing cloud lingering within thirty zhang, and there seems to be none. Those flying sword hidden weapons collided with them, as if they were blocked by the power of clouds and water, obscure and sluggish, and their speed became slower and slower, and they couldn't go deep after going a few feet and inches, or even stopped.

The rest of the injured Emei disciples also released flying swords to resist the enemy, and they resisted the attack of hundreds of cultivators for a while. Emei and the other cultivators resisted the attack and fought and retreated, but it was impossible to leave the encirclement at all.

"It's Mount Emei's Qiqiao flowing clouds. "There are cultivators with sharp eyes and recognize this Emei magic weapon. It is said that this Qiqiao Liuyun Silk is a strange magic weapon made by the Emei elder Liuyun seven hundred years ago by refining the heavenly wind, colorful clouds, Luoxia, morning light, secluded spring, agarwood, and virgin blood for 999 days.

Another cultivator sneered: "If Wang Pagoda comes today, it's useless, break it!"

With these words, the attack is even more fierce. After all, this Qiqiao Flowing Cloud Silk Silk is not comparable to the Pseudo-Liangyi Innate Dust Array, and the support time is shorter, and finally in a light sound like a crack, it turned into wisps of light light and dissipated.

At the moment when the seven-trick flowing clouds broke, a voice suddenly floated from the east, and someone sang: "A bamboo stick and a scoop, the end of the road to Kyushu." ”

With this singing, there was a sudden big change in the field, more than 100 cultivators suddenly took off their coats, revealing the cloth inside, unkempt faces, holding a bamboo bowl in their left hand and a bamboo cane in their right hand, striking each other, and singing: "Take off the long shirt and put on a short jacket, pick up the stick and go to the street together, hold the bamboo cane and walk through the fireworks market, wave the pen and write the dragon and snake characters, the lotus flower falls, and the ...... is yo ho." ”

The voice was rapid, from slow to fast, faster and faster, more and more urgent, like a storm and waves surging.

The sound of the bamboo bowl and the bamboo cane hitting was not loud, but the more than 100 percussions together formed a strange resonance, the sound was so high that it could not be increased, a knock was like a gold stone impact, piercing through the clouds and splitting the sky, into the ears like the wind blowing through the bamboo forest, the bamboo forest was like an ocean of sea roaring, the endless giant trees Xiao Xiao surged and rolled down, and the invisible sound waves stretched out in all directions.

The rest of the Xiu Zhenden present felt tightness and pain in their chests, their ears were buzzing, their souls were shaking like being hammered, and many of them with low skill and even had a sweet throat, and they were already injured under this blow.

Many people shouted in horror: "It's the Lotus Fighting Dog Formation of the Beggar Gang, and it's one hundred and eight!"

Many cultivators in this battle turned out to be people from the beggar gang. This time he ripped off his costume, and then kept exhausting, interspersing with each other like butterflies in the crowd, as if there had been a rehearsal, and in the blink of an eye, they had all gathered.

Its lotus flower fights the dog array, nine people are a small array, into a budding lotus shape, twenty-seven people are a middle array, such as the three-petal lotus flower in full bloom, a total of four groups of three-petal lotus flowers into four large lotus, counting one hundred and eight petals. It contains one hundred and eight small kills, nine three and twenty-seven medium kills, and three or three into nine big kills. There are two doors of Qian, Kun, Yin, Yang, Beggar, A, Mystery, Life and Death, Darkness is life and death, and the three kills of small, medium and large are interchangeable, with a total of 26,644 and then multiply the killing of the Nine Yin. There is a killing in the killing, there is a formation in the array, it is endless, and those who enter the battle are either alive or dead. It's called beating dogs, but it's actually a sleepy god and a fairy killing!

This one hundred and eight lotus dogs hit the dog array, one hundred and eight beggars to help the disciples knock on the ground with bamboo canes, walk around in circles, the sound of the grid is staggered, every knock is knocked into powder, jump up a large canopy of smoke and dust, this thousand zhang xia slope in the blink of an eye smoke rolling, flooding everyone, reaching out to see the five fingers, the strange thing is that the beggar gang disciples themselves are not stained with dust, the beggar gang is through this smoke, towards the Emei sect.

Suddenly, I heard a voice floating from the south: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south," and the sound of Zen chanting in the south was loud, and Qi said: "Relics, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color; the color is the emptiness, and the emptiness is the color." Receiving, thinking, acting, and knowing, the same is true. The relics are the void phases of all dharmas: they are not born or destroyed, they are not dirty or pure, they do not increase or decrease. Therefore, there is no color in the air. There is no receiving, thinking, acting, or knowing, no eyes, no ears, no nose, no tongue, no body, no mind, no color, no fragrance, no sound, no taste, no touch, no law. There is no vision, even the unconscious, there is no ignorance, there is no end to ignorance, there is no old age, there is no old age. There is no suffering, gathering, extinguishing, and Tao. There is no wisdom and there is no gain, so there is nothing to gain. Bodhisattva beats, according to Prajnaparamita. There is no obstacle in the heart, no obstacle in the way. There is no terror, far from the upside-down dream and the ultimate nirvana. The Buddhas of the three worlds, according to Prajnaparamita. Attained the three bodhisattvas.

Therefore, it is known that Prajnaparamita is a great mantra, a great mantra, a supreme mantra, and an unequal mantra. It can get rid of all suffering, and it is true. Therefore, to say the Prajnaparamita mantra is to say, "Reveal the truth, reveal the truth, reveal the truth, reveal the truth, reveal the truth, reveal the truth, Bodhisattva Bha......

Eighteen monks walked slowly, two late congenital masters, and sixteen mid-congenital masters.

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Seeing now, readers should also guess that this book is not a follow-up work of the stars, and the style difference will become more and more obvious in the future, I just hope that everyone can vote more, collect more, and give the author the motivation to create!