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was broken by Wei Ye's words, and the monk Zhiming was still calm and forbearant on his face, and his compassion was inexplicable, and he exclaimed: "The immortal family has no wrong eyes, and it really has a great good fate with my Buddha, and it can be proved to be very deep." The old monk can lead the immortal family to take refuge in my Buddha, how fortunate it is. ”

From the good point of view, this is really the good demeanor of "the eight winds can't blow, sitting on the purple lotus". Although this Zhiming monk had already thrown away the precepts of the three Dharma seals and the three refuges of Buddhism to feed the dogs, this high monk's demeanor was still not adulterated at all.

But in Wei Ye's view, this is an unmistakable scoundrel -- anyway, I have done it, what can you do with me? Even if you are not used to seeing me, you must pinch your nose and work with me to build a bright Buddha country under the leadership of the great Mingzun.

Wei Ye didn't pinch his nose, just stood on top of the fire lotus, and shook his head slightly: "This kind of mentality, which can only be called 'mystery confidence', really makes Wei have nothing to say!"

Monk Zhiming smiled slightly, stretched out his left hand, and palmed forward, as if persuading and teaching: "Bodhisattva nectar is immortal, persuade you not to talk about Zen." ”

Where the Buddha's words moved, the voice rumbled like a cloud and thunder roared, and suddenly a cold light rose in the dark night, like a newly born bright silver moon, illuminating the boundary of Peach Blossom Mountain for dozens of miles.

In the midst of the moon wheel, the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva, who had long hair like an ascetic, had a crown woven of thorns on his head, and from his hands and bare feet, the scars left by the piercing of sharp weapons appeared, and the bright red blood rolled to the ground drop by drop like a flowing ruby.

The Celestial Maiden, who was in front of the Bodhisattva, took the vase full of perfume in her hand, looked at the Bodhisattva's gentle face with sorrow, knelt at the Bodhisattva's feet with her palms folded, held the Bodhisattva's bare feet, and sang in a low voice: "Eternal Father, I offer to you the Holy Body, Holy Blood, soul and nature of your beloved Son, My Son and Savior, to atone for our sins and those of the world. ”

Its voice is clear, sad but not sad, and it seems that in the moonlight, there are countless indistinguishable children's voices with it:

"Because of the miserable affliction of the Son of Man. Hang on us and the world that needs to be saved. ”

Listening to this slightly ethereal, full of God-like sacrifice with a lamb, Wei Ye's face twitched slightly, and he said uncertainly, "Choir hymns?"

But soon, the song gave him an unmistakable response:

"Have mercy on us and the world for his misery. The Most Holy Father, the Most Holy and Supreme Father, the Most Holy and Eternal Father......"

In this hymn in praise of the Savior, Wei Ye frowned and said with emotion: "What a hymn in praise of Jesus!"

However, he immediately shrugged his shoulders: "Manichaeism regards Jesus as the former leader and ultimate savior, which is also an old tradition, but Wei is rare and strange!"

Speaking of this, the immortal warlock's eyes froze, but he saw that the blood like jade beads, like jewels, with incomparable brilliance, fell towards the peach blossom village one by one!

In all the Cruciform systems, whether it is the Vatican Catholic Church, the Eastern Orthodox Church, or the Anglican Church, the Protestant Evangelical Church, which is known as the Protestant Evangelical Church, there is a common understanding that the blood of Jesus is the price of saving souls.

Within the Crucifixion, there are different views on the blood of the Messiah, the Messiah, who is known as the "Blood". Both the Catholic Church and the Orthodox Church believe that the blood of the Son of God is salvation from the gods, and the only difference is whether the blood of the Son is wine or grape juice. In the Evangelical Church, both the Holy Blood and the Precious Blood have been elevated to the level of spiritual symbols, and there is much less ritual performed by the priest.

But there is always one thing that cannot be mistaken, and that is that the blood of Jesus is the unseen image of the charism of forgiveness of human sins.

And another symbol of this charism is to save the forgiver from death and give eternal life.

Wei Ye stood on top of the fire lotus and shouted, "Monk, what is the name of this saint?"

Monk Zhiming's face was full of compassion, and he replied in a harmonious voice: "Great compassion, great compassion, perfection of all actions, and nectar to save life." ”

However, Wei Ye continued to shout at this moment: "Monk, what is the name of this saint?"

Monk Zhiming's face was undeserved, and he continued to answer: "The Great Sage's Great Wish, Seeking Voice to Save the Suffering, and Liberating the Emperor from the Dark Prison." ”

Wei Ye shouted for the third time: "Monk, what is the name of this saint?"

Monk Zhiming had boundless light on his face, and replied loudly: "Supreme, unequal, the future is born, and the light is several worlds." ”

After three answers, Wei Ye broke off and said: "Manna is the image of Jesus who preached and died in the Calvary of Jerusalem. Manna is holy blood, and life is eternal life, and this aspect is the appearance of the son of man in the past. Liberation from hell is the future life, when Jesus descends, is known as the Savior, and finally judges the Dharma of good and evil, and is the future Dharma King. The number of bright and bright is the original Jesus, the present world-honored, and the present bright appearance. ”

Speaking of this, Wei Ye sneered: "The past, the present, and the future, this is the three-world Dharma body of Jesus in Manichaeism. You have only cultivated the Dharma Body of the Bodhisattva in the past, but you have lost the Dharma Body of the Emperor of the Future, and now you are the Dharma Body of the World-Honored World, and you are missing two of the three worlds, so what is the degree of getting rid of Wei in vain?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the chanting of hymns in the sky suddenly suffocated, and the mind of Monk Zhiming moved slightly, only to see a sword rainbow rising through the sky, like Chi Ying building a long bridge, and suddenly it had been killed in front of him!

At this moment, in front of the Bodhisattva Dharma of Jesus manifested by the monk Zhiming, the servant goddess handed the glass vase in her hand forward.

The glass treasure bottle swirled out, and the balm in the bottle was surging like waves, and it was coming towards the peach golden sword.

Wei Ye deflected the peach golden sword, wanting to let this magic weapon made of light, but from the glass treasure bottle, there was a clear water and viscous as oily balm splashed out.

The so-called "anointing of kings" is a ritual in which ancient Jewish leaders swore allegiance to their presiding god, Jehovah, and then the priests anointed them.

In other words, even if these ointments do not have the forgiveness power of the blood of Jesus, in Manichaeism, the freak demon modification of the initiates of all religions, at least they have the magic of tempering the outer ways.

Knowing that there is a secret hidden in these balms, where is the immortal warlock willing to let it have a drop of it?

The blade of the sword swirled, and his body moved instantly, Wei Ye stepped on the wind with both feet, the tiger roared, and a white Tibetan bead was taken out in his left hand, and he suddenly snapped out his fingers!

The magic bead flew out and knocked directly on the glass vase, and suddenly the power of the vase was slightly discharged, Wei Ye's wrist shook, and the sword blade was sticking to the bottom of the glass vase. Suddenly, the treasure bottle stopped spinning, and was provoked by Wei Ye's sword.

Holding the glass vase with peach gold, Wei Ye still couldn't forget the bad sentence: "Balm vase, is this coercive servant of the heavenly maiden the Mary Magdalene? Tsk, it is also pitiful, in "The Da Vinci Code", it is not said that the Magdalene Maria is the wife of Jesus, but in Manichaeism, she should also be in the position of a concubine and a Buddha mother, how did you become a coercion of the celestial maiden? You Manichaeism are really buried people!"

He teased here, the glass vase on the peach gold suddenly shook, the balm in the bottle was like an angry fountain gushing out, and between the layers of perfume, a cedar full of gold and jade pearls gushed out.

On top of the cedar, a star suddenly shines!

Even Wei Ye, facing the light of this star, couldn't help but feel dazzling.

"Mary Magdalene is followed by the Christmas tree, you Manichaeans really know how to play!" Wei Ye complained, the sword momentum circled upward, and the glass vase flew with a sword, and the wind and tiger roared again, and slashed directly towards Monk Zhiming!

The sword light reflected the bald skull, the sharp qi hit the skin, and the monk Zhiming raised his chest with one hand, not dodging or dodging.

However, Wei Ye slashed down with a sword, but saw the white feathers flying, and I don't know how many feather-crowned warriors with wings on their backs, holding short swords and leather shields, covering in front of Monk Zhiming layer by layer!

Under the peach thousand gold slash, I saw that the short sword was broken, the leather shield was broken, and the figure of the feathered warrior was disintegrated in a blink of an eye, but the sword momentum was also exhausted.

Monk Zhiming grabbed the sword and returned to the sword in an instant, and the tin staff in his hand stabbed upwards violently, hitting Wei Ye's chest, but pushed Wei Ye back!

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The moon wheel is infinitely bright, and in Peach Blossom Village, I don't know how many people are nervously watching this battle of Xuanqi.

Niu Gao cautiously let Sima Ling step on his shoulder, and watched the battle between Wei Ye and Monk Zhiming with his hands on the pergola: "Eh, my uncle was deflated just now, it's really rare to see!"

Hearing Sima Ling say this, Xu Xuanling hurriedly said: "Sima Niangzi, isn't the mountain lord in trouble?

This expression of loyalty suddenly brought Sima Ling a roll of his eyes: "What kind of help!" That monk's own cultivation is much worse than that of Uncle, but he has led to a decline in divine power, and Uncle is not fighting with him now, but against this divine power. If you go up, you won't be alive or dead, okay! Honestly support the Five Directions Fire Array here, so don't make trouble for Uncle!"

Lu Zhishen looked at the fighting scene under the moon wheel, but said impatiently: "Straight lady thief, watching Mr. Wei fight like this, it's not in a hurry!"

Sima Ling listened, but said disapprovingly: "Uncle and people's fighting methods have always been slowly grinded. If you don't force your opponent's hole cards out one by one, you won't be able to finish it for a while. So, this kind of hobby of studying the opponent's path is really unbelievable, obviously cut down the old monk, smashed the altar where he summoned divine power, and everything was clean!"

Hearing this, Yue Fei's eyes lit up, and he was about to speak, but he was glared at by Sima Ling: "Yue Fei, you are the key protection object, let you have an accident here." Hey, let my uncle know, hey, that's a lot of fun!"

She had to say a few more words here, and Lu Zhishen's eyes lit up on the side, and he said, "This little brother, what knowledge do you have?"

Yue Fei saw the big fat monk asking, and said, "Yue Fei doesn't have any real knowledge, but this little eldest sister said......"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Zhishen laughed, picked him up on his back, and ran towards Peach Blossom Mountain: "Since there is a way, let's go and help my brother for a while!"

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