In the next moment, the Pure Spirit Monk folded his hands, and the divine power condensed from the closed place of his palm, and the power of tranquility spread from the inside out, so that although the Pure Spirit Monk was in the wind, he gradually stabilized his body. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the panic, the stability of the spiritual platform is the first step, the stability of the body is the second step, and the next, the third step, the faint Buddha sound inexplicably appeared in the ears, and the mysterious Buddhist inscription circled around the Pure Spirit Monk, and the Pure Spirit Monk slowly closed his eyes, at the same time, the weight of his body was gradually increasing, and the speed of the ink crow rising into the air was forced to slow down.

"Amitabha, O Buddha of great compassion, please complete this ascetic journey for the believers who are guarding you, a thousand catties of pendants!" the Pure Spirit Monk folded his hands and exclaimed. At the same time, the weight of his body increased by more than a hundredfold, and even the power of the ink crow could no longer grasp him, and the hook-like claws were forced to release, causing the Pure Spirit Monk to regain his freedom and fall towards the ground at a rapid speed.

The pure spirit monk who fell to the ground, his whole body was wrapped in a bright flame, and the holy and clear white light was hidden in the flames, like a placenta about to be reborn from the fire.

In the process, the ink crow swooped down from the height again, pecking each other with its sharp beak like a knife, and the monk waved his palm at it in the flames, and the cold palm wind was like a pestle hitting the golden bell.

"Bang!" was unscathed! As if he had hit something extremely hard, the Pure Spirit Monk fell to the ground even faster because of the impact of the ink crow.

"Boom!" the crow swooped down from the sky again, and the Pure Spirit Monk shot back in the same way.

"Bang Bang!" This kind of mutual attack continued many times, and by the time of the fifth separation, the Pure Spirit Monk was already very close to the ground, and in the process of falling at this extremely fast speed, everyone could feel the strong pressure coming from above their heads, and the Pure Spirit Monk's clothes had already turned into ashes in the flames, and a holy body was undoubtedly revealed, and the crystal clear appearance was like a flawless jade.

"Amitabha!" Monk Pure Spirit closed his palms again, raised his head, and looked calmly at the ink crow that had been bitten down again. The wounds on his body healed tenaciously as they fell and rubbed against the air, and the firmness in his eyes was restored. In the face of the flying ink crow, the Pure Spirit Monk chanted lightly: "Evil animal, don't be presumptuous!"

Immediately after, the whole heaven and earth fell into the ultimate tranquility, a solemn Dharma appeared behind the pure spirit monk, the treasure was solemn, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, as high as ten zhang, slowly pushing his palms towards the sky, "Bang ......" a dull, lengthy voice, the ink crow was knocked away, and the black feathers were messy and scattered in the sky.

The Pure Spirit Monk turned his body upside down, rushed to the ground with his head down, the flames on his body converged towards the palm, a little spiritual light shone in the depths of the spiritual platform, and the six ring scars on his forehead seemed to be a passage connecting the present world and an unknown place, naked, but without any sense of obscenity, what everyone could experience from him, in addition to the unshakable will, there was also indescribable sacredness and solemnity.

The pressure brought by the Pure Spirit Monk is too great, and the feeling he brings to everyone is too special, as if there is something terrifying hidden in the body of this ordinary monk.

"My Buddha is merciful!" This palm came from the sky, towards the ground, this palm carried endless power, this palm is the most powerful move that the Pure Spirit Monk has shown so far.

Man in heaven and palm in the fire!

The pure spirit monk pushed his palm from afar, and a palm-shaped depression of about three zhang appeared on the ground, and when he was infinitely close, the depression had reached its maximum, and the surface that had turned into yellow sand collapsed inexorably downward due to the influence of the sand demon, and a cry of pain came from deeper underground.

"This ......" Everyone was stunned, from absolute adversity, to reversing the situation and coming back strongly, the Pure Spirit Monk only took one breath.

The palm power came from the sky, and the golden sand grains were melted raw and melted into a paste after the irrepressible collapse, and the sand demon hiding in it screamed even more.

The Pure Spirit Monk was still five feet from the ground, and the collapse of the ground reached the maximum, and then, he was lifted by an invisible force, and suddenly returned, calmly landing on the sand, and the green blood of the sand demon oozed from the yellow sand under his feet.

There are many houses around, but this one is empty, and the pure spirit monk stands resolutely, his hands folded, and the glow envelops his body.

"Amitabha!"

Finally, he sang the familiar syllable. Amitabha Buddha is actually not the Buddha, but one of the Buddhas where the Buddha sits, because he has made outstanding contributions to the establishment of the Buddha's pure altar, so he was given the position of successor by the Buddha, but he voluntarily refused, holding the Bandra scepter in the world, making a great vow, determined to establish a pure land of bliss covering the entire Kyushu, although the final failure, passed away in the Infinite Temple, but highly praised by the Buddha, since then, everyone in the Buddha has taken the behavior of Amitabha Buddha as the standard, vowing to carry forward the Dharma.

Thousands of years ago, the Buddha was ascetic in the world, recruited disciples, and was determined to establish the Pure Land of Buddhism, but in the end he only occupied a corner of Kyushu, called the Pure Altar, and since then he has been in seclusion until his death; Amitabha Buddha imitated the old path of his ancestors, and made a grand wish to turn all the roads he walked into the Pure Land, but unfortunately he failed to do so, and died in the Infinite Temple; and now, after a thousand years, the Pure Spirit Monk who was born in the Pure Altar has made the same will, in a vain attempt to emulate the ancestors and establish a paradise on earth through asceticism.

This ambition alone is already breathtaking!

Changgongzi and Pingding Daoist came to the top of the roof at some point, and the two swords behind their backs were taken off one after another, holding them in their hands, and the two of them were facing the Pure Spirit Monk, watching his injuries quickly heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing a solemn look.

The monk in front of them was really terrifying! Perhaps, they came to Jinling City too hastily, and perhaps, this battle was not as easy as imagined.

The two of them, who originally had absolute confidence, deeply felt the pressure on their shoulders when they saw the actions of the Pure Spirit Monk.

True strength comes from the heart! Only those who have a firm will can obtain it.

The Pure Spirit Monk has this will, so his strength is beyond imagination!

Shen Fei, who was watching the battle, silently clenched his fists, and he suddenly felt that this time in the human preaching, the Pure Spirit Monk was his number one enemy! He finally confirmed the warning of the Green Ox before the Immortal descended the mountain, and the monk who needed to be guarded against in the prophecy must be the Pure Spirit!

"Amitabha, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!" said the Pure Spirit Monk again, his tone was sincere, without the slightest falsehood.

It's a pity that the butcher's knife is in his hand, and he is a sin, how can he be caught.

Nagamiya Zi and Pingding Daoren slowly moved half a step forward, and the twin swords in their hands beeped, as if they were brewing some powerful move. Although the Pure Spirit Monk saved the declining situation, the ink crow and the sand demon were only injured in varying degrees and did not die;

"Amitabha, two donors, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground!" The pure spirit monk folded his palms, bowed his head slightly, and the holy glow shone from the depths of the spiritual platform, and a solemn Dharma appeared behind him, a golden Buddha with a fat head and big ears and bent hair.

The golden Dharma slowly pushed his palms with the movements of the pure spirit monk: "Amitabha, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground!"

"Boom!" The boiling air waves rushed out, and in the eyes of everyone, it seemed that the light waves were exploding, destroying the inn where Changgongzi and Pingding Daoist were standing. Under the huge roar of a punch, everyone felt extraordinarily quiet, just like when the Pure Spirit Monk was in the sky, as if the end of the strong sound was the ultimate peace, and behind the quiet breath of the Pure Spirit Monk was the ultimate pain.

A simple push of the solemn law phase destroyed the entire inn, and the power was controlled just right, and it did not affect the buildings behind. But the skinlizard was not so lucky, and was wiped out by the power of this palm.

"Hmm. At the same time, the solemn appearance behind him did not disappear, and with the movements of the Pure Spirit Monk was transformed into a posture of folded hands, standing quietly, although the shining glow of the spiritual platform was far less dazzling than the sunlight, it was also full of divine breath, which made people unable to look directly.

It is said that every Buddhist monk will have his special appearance, the pure spirit monk's appearance is the appearance of the golden Buddha, which looks peaceful, but the move is fierce and powerful.

"Step back. At the same time as Changgongzi gave this command, his body descended with the quicksand and disappeared from everyone's sight, while the Pingding Daoist came to the back of the ink crow after a few leaps, and entered the sky with it.

The two of them followed the spirit beast they sat down, one entered the ground, and the other flew high into the air, lurking and waiting for the opportunity to move, launching a fierce offensive.

The Pure Spirit Monk did not stop them from leaving, calmly folded his hands, then opened his eyes and slowly looked at the height: "Amitabha, under the radiance of my Buddha, the world is full of pure land. ”

Suddenly, a beam of light shone down, and the sky was cloudless, and when the light poured down, there was a feeling of seeing the sun through the clouds. This light was projected on the body of the Pure Spirit Monk, reflecting his figure even more majestic.

"Amitabha, the Buddha's light shines. "With the Pure Spirit Monk as the center, the light projected from the sky gradually increased, covering a wider area, until it enveloped all directions, forming an ocean-like wave of light, these rays of light were soft, but the figures of the ink crow and the sand demon were reflected very clearly.

The Pure Spirit Monk raised his hand and pressed it down, and an incredibly huge palm flew out of the sky, pressing straight towards the ink crow, and after being deftly dodged by the latter, he rushed straight to the ground, but unfortunately he couldn't make any gains. Even so, the two people on the backs of the ink crow and the sand demon were also shocked into a cold sweat, such an exaggerated trick was unheard of, and it was simply not like all in the world.

The two of them felt retreating at the same time, but they didn't want to wave their palms twice in the same way, or they came from outside the sky, pressing straight down towards the ground, if you really want to describe it, it is like a meteor crossing the sky.

The pure spirit monk is full of mysterious and unpredictable Buddhism, and everyone is dazzled and embarrassed. As the person concerned, Nagamiyako and Pingding Daoren felt a deep pressure from it, and they were so embarrassed that they could even be said to be powerless.

"Holy monk!" the crowd knelt on the ground again, bowing to the Pure Spirit Monk who was exercising his magical powers in the distance. This instead inspired Changgongzi, and he manipulated the sand demon to rush towards the crowd: "Monk, I want to see if you can really create a pure land of bliss in the world. ”

The sand demon lurked underground, rushing towards the crowd, and everywhere he spoke, it turned into yellow sand, and the more human-like people with big shoulders and round waists, the easier it was to fall into it.

The Pure Spirit Monk didn't stop him, but the sharp wave of his palm really stopped, the so-called Pure Land of Bliss could not be polluted by the blood of innocents.

Changgongzi laughed and manipulated the yellow sand to devour the crowd, before that, Shen Fei, Nalan Ruoxue, Tingxi and Tingfang had already left and retreated to a safe place.

Due to the devouring of the yellow sand, for a while, the sound of screaming and wailing was endless, so that the Pure Spirit Monk frowned again: "Unrepentant, hopeless!"

When the Pure Spirit Monk gave up the attack, the Pingding Daoist who was in the air separated his two swords, one pointing to the sky and the other to the ground: "Kan to Qiankun Kan, the Five Elements Creation - Thunder!"

"Zi Yu", the dazzling thunder light shines on the blades of the two swords, the Pingding Daoist has studied in Shushan, and is well versed in the immortal Dao spells, so he can use the thunder system in the Five Elements Creation Technique, and it is an improved version, which can be seen from the arrangement of the heavenly and terrestrial branches that he recited before he performed the trick.

There was a thunder light shining on each of the two swords, and when the two swords were closed together, they formed a confluence, and then rushed towards the ground in a rush, "Five Elements Creation, Thunder Attack Technique!" When the Pingding Daoist casts a spell, he doesn't need to draw a talisman, which is different from most Tongtian Sect priests.

"Boom!" The great thunder rushed down from above the nine heavens, and the monk at the end of the line closed his hands apart, his left hand retracted to his waist to make a charge, and the palm of his right hand turned upwards and pushed into the air, and the majestic Dharma phase behind him moved with him, pushing the infinite power into the air.

The law was solemn, and the power surged out, colliding with the thunder dragon descending from the nine heavens, and erupted into a series of dazzling brilliance and deafening roars.

When the sand demon appeared, the yellow sand flowed down from the top of the back, and the people who had sunk into the sand abyss were dragged back to the ground by its rising body, and hurriedly fled, not daring to stay again, and luckily saved a life.