Chapter Ninety-Nine: Demon Monk Rectification
"Nan Wu Future Dharma Enlightenment Weide Vast King Buddha!" The faint Buddha horn sounded, Li Haocheng's eyes unconsciously shifted to the center of the Pure Land, on a thousand leaves of red lotus that was constantly burning, sitting on a slender figure, wearing the robes of ten thousand Buddhas and seven treasures, wearing the crown of the five Buddhas, around the dazzling robe, the red karmic fire burned and danced.
"National Teacher?" Li Haocheng flashed a trace of thought in his heart, at this time, his spiritual sense was sensing this Pure Land from afar, and some of the more active changes in thoughts would be unconsciously revealed, and the Great Chu National Master sitting on the red lotus also wanted to be an ordinary person, and easily captured the fleeting change.
"Poor monk Zhengfa, I've seen the king!" Qingsheng's voice came out of the mouth of the Fa-rectification monk, and one by one the manzhu sawa bloomed and withered around him, and every time he thanked him, he would draw a wisp of red lotus karmic fire and turn into green smoke, and for a while the smoke was filled, setting off the Fa-rectification monk to be more mysterious and unpredictable.
Another misguided person, Li Haocheng was happy that the other party guessed wrong, and said mercilessly: "Fa-rectification, Fa-rectification, Fa-rectification for me! Monk, you have a big mind, this is planning to be a foreign Tao except for you, right?"
"The prince of the house is worthy of the return of the ancient gods, his eyes are like torches, and he can see the mystery of the poor monk's name at a glance. ”
"You're not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue!"
"Nan has no future Dharma Enlightenment and Virtue and the vast number of Buddhas!" Announcing his future Buddha name, the Dharma Rectification Monk said a little rampantly: "I am the Dharma Rectification!"
"Arrogant, self-proclaimed Buddha, there is no cure!"
"All Buddhas are empty, only I am true!" The momentum around the Dharma monk became more and more immense, and the Buddha's light and karmic fire converged, turning into a blazing flame, but in a moment, the entire Pure Land was half-lit, and thousands of glorious flames danced, which was really beautiful.
"Let's go!" Feeling that the Dharma monk wanted to leave his spiritual sense, Li Hao set up a horse to urge the power of the jade talisman, only to see the clear light flickering, swaying around, the thin clear light blocked the Buddha light karmic fire that gathered from all directions, covering the eyes of the Dharma monk, Li Haocheng took advantage of the spiritual sense to retract.
The Dharma monk glanced at the place where Li Haocheng's spiritual awakening was just now in surprise, the Buddha's light flowed in his eyes, he got up and shook his robe, ten thousand Buddhas chanted, countless Buddha's lights flickered, and he explored the fate of all beings.
After calculating for a while, the Fa-rectification monk only saw the clear light in his eyes, and could not see the slightest number of Li Haocheng's lives, and said with interest: "It is worthy of the existence that the guy in the city of vain is afraid of, this hand is really good at covering the heavenly machine, but what about the number of days you can cover yourself, under my control, Mrs. Ruyi is just one of them." ”
On the other side, Li Haocheng looked at Mrs. Ruyi, who had run out of oil and had a snow-white face, Li Haocheng sighed, and was about to raise his hand to understand, when he saw two streamers falling, and shouted: "Stop!"
Subsequently, the Buddha's light rose from a streamer, condensed into a statue of the Arhat with a golden body, a majestic face, a Yingluo, and a demon scepter, and hit Li Haocheng head-on.
His brows furrowed, and with a wave of the Seven Tone Miaoshu, he deflected the falling demon slaying staff, and just as he was about to explain, a pair of scissors flew out of another streamer.
The scissors are about half a foot long, generally like gold, generally like silver, the back of the knife is carved like scales, the tail is like a giant python curling, and at a glance, it seems that two giant pythons, one gold and one silver, are entangled together.
After the sacrifice was in mid-air, it rose in the wind, but in a moment, it was three zhang long, and at the same time, the snake's head trembled, moved its body, and flew towards Li Haocheng suddenly, the two surrounded, staggered back and forth, and wanted to cut it off.
"Rude!" In the face of the upcoming arrogant duo, although Li Haocheng was very displeased, he also recognized their identities, and knew that this place was too close to Zhengyang Palace, and it might not be beneficial to him to continue to make things bigger.
After all, it is Jin Kemu, even if the quality of the Seven Tone Miao Tree is excellent, it will inevitably hurt the wood qi if it is right.
However, in this way, it is inevitable to fall into passivity, and is forced away from Mrs. Ruyi's side by the double snakes.
"The great monk should go and take a look at Sister Ruyi and see if she is okay!" The one who drove the gold and silver scissors was a young girl, dressed in a white dress, with jade ornaments on her head, and her eyebrows were picturesque, just a pair of sword eyebrows, which made her a little less youthful and lovely as a girl, and a little more majestic.
Walking with the girl was a middle-aged monk holding a Zen staff, this monk was strong, with a large string of prayer beads hanging on his chest, and a thin monk's robe on his body, and his exposed chest was like brass.
The warrior monk squatted down and glanced at Mrs. Ruyi, shook his head and sighed: "Although there seems to be nothing wrong with the appearance, in fact, the essence has dissipated, the oil has run out, and the lamp has dried up. ”
Coincidentally, before he finished speaking, the little breath that Mrs. Ruyi had left was completely broken.
"Ahh
It seemed that under the influence of the monk's words, the dancing speed of the seven-tone wonderful tree in Li Haocheng's hand was slightly slower by half a beat, and a branch was cut off by the double snake, and he couldn't help but be angry in his heart: "Luanjian fairy, I have repeatedly tolerated it, you don't want to gain an inch!"
"Adulter, let me cut off the root of your evil today, and then unload you in eight pieces to sacrifice Sister Ruyi's spirit in heaven. ”
For the angry scolding of the Luanjian fairy, Li Haocheng's face was slightly dark, the wonderful tree in his hand shook, the seven sounds were thorough, and the unsuspecting Luanjian fairy was suddenly shaken, Li Haocheng took the opportunity to reach out and grab the head of the silver snake, and suddenly shook it around the golden snake, and then pinched it with both hands, and patted, and the gold and silver snake suddenly turned into a pair of scissors and fell into his hands.
The fairy Luanjian, who had just come back to her senses, found that her fame spirit weapon had fallen into the hands of the enemy, her complexion changed slightly, but her reaction speed was not slow, and with a wave of her left hand, a streamer flew out of her sleeve, but it was three barrier-breaking golden needles, and then with a flick of her right hand, a white silk flew out, and a silver bell made a soul-hooking sound, hitting Li Haocheng's palm, obviously wanting to knock down the scissors and regain his own spiritual weapon.
"What a savage and brutal guy!" With a wave of his hand, Qiyin stirred the vitality, hit the gold needle, turned the palm of the scissors over, the index finger and thumb were slightly opened and closed, and after a "click", the white silk was cut in two, and the silver bell fell into the dust.
"Great monk, help!" Faced with repeated defeats, the fairy Luanjian finally let go of her face and turned her head to ask for help from the middle-aged monk behind her, but she never thought that after the Buddha light rose behind her, the demon scepter would fall on her heavenly spirit.
Li Haocheng's figure flickered, and he hurriedly rushed forward, as if to stop him.