Chapter 122: Leifeng Tower
"Amitabha!" Fa Ming, who had withdrawn the Buddha beads, swept the gaze in his eyes and swept over Liu Boqin, who still looked indifferent at this time, even though Fa Ming was already a high-ranking monk, but thinking of the damage to his magic weapon, his face like a teenager showed a painful affection. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
For monks, whether it is Buddhism, or Taoism, even if it is a demon, their magic weapon and their own life intersect, if it is a natal magic weapon, when the magic weapon is damaged, even the master will receive a certain amount of damage, as for the degree, it depends on the connection between the master and the magic weapon, and the degree of sacrifice!
At this moment, Fa Ming, that string of Buddha beads was damaged, but he didn't see any signs of damage from it, even if Liu Boqin's eyes flashed, the qi rising next to Fa Ming was still vigorous, and there was no sign of shrinking.
"It seems that these six six and thirty-six round Buddha beads are not the natal magic weapon of the old monk Fa Ming, and this Buddha bead is not, so what is it?" Liu Boqin, who had an indifferent expression on his face, swept his eyes, but he was already secretly saying in his heart.
In the Jinshan Temple, because of the battle between Liu Boqin and Fa Ming, the vision kept flashing in front of everyone's eyes, even if there was a big vision at this moment, the people in the Jinshan Temple would not feel strange at night, as for the ordinary monks in the Jinshan Temple, they naturally kept chanting the Buddha's name at this time, hoping that the supreme Buddha could listen to their prayers and show a trace of the team, the Buddha is insignificant, but it can change the power of mortal fate.
"Boom!" "Boom!" at the moment of prayer, as if the Supreme Buddha, who was looking down on the world from the clouds, had made a joke with everyone.
The Lei Feng Pagoda that towered in the Jinshan Temple did not know how much wind and rain it had experienced was so huge that its body continued to tremble, and a huge roar continued to impact everyone's minds.
"I thought that even if I climbed the West Tianling Mountain, I didn't need to use the root of Jinshan Temple, I didn't want to have such a day, and at this moment, I don't know if I was doing this correctly......" In the sky, Fa Ming's monk's robe swayed, and the golden Buddha light flashed, but it was a pity to see illusory golden lotus flowers fluttering, and a trace of quiet sandalwood filled the air.
As he spoke, he saw Fa Ming's arms, which were more glorious than his baby, poking out from his sleeves, and his five fingers were slender and round, without the slightest dry appearance when Liu Boqin saw it for the first time.
With Fa Ming's palm sticking out, the five fingers flicked, the mysterious handprints of the Dao Dao emerged, and a mysterious qi machine continued to dance, and suddenly Liu Boqin felt a magnificent qi machine wake up from his sleep, just like a sleeping desolate giant beast, being awakened, that magnificent qi machine, no one can ignore it, maybe even if this desolate giant beast breathes normally, it will be an unpredictable disaster for everything around.
Feeling this breath of awakening, Liu Boqin's divine consciousness in the sea was as crystal as a slender silk thread, and it poked out like lightning, and in an instant, a towering pagoda was reflected in Liu Boqin's mental perception.
Leifeng Pagoda, this towering pagoda Liu Boqin is the most well-known, for a person with the memory of later generations, Leifeng Pagoda is a memorable pagoda, the white lady who came from Qingcheng Mountain to repay her kindness, was suppressed by this Leifeng Pagoda for more than ten years.
When Liu Boqin stepped into Jinshan Temple, he had already noticed the existence of this pagoda, which was a blue-black pagoda, a piece of blue bricks that dodged the wind and rain without knowing the realm, under Liu Boqin's gaze, there was no name to hide.
I just don't want to be at this moment, the blue-black, there is still moss growing on the crack of the wall, and the pagoda has a bright Buddha light, and the tiny wall cracks have disappeared at this time, revealing a golden pagoda at the same time.
The pagoda has nine floors, and even each tile is connected to the pagoda, just like this pagoda, which is poured throughout, and the heavy qi crushes everything around.
"Hum!" The Leifeng Pagoda that was out of the ground, with Fa Ming's beckoning, suddenly turned into a golden streamer, and the pagoda dozens of zhang high appeared again and was only three feet in size, hanging above Fa Ming's head, hanging down the golden Buddha light, shrouding Fa Ming in it.
"Boom!" At this moment, Liu Boqin's mind was flooded with rolling waves, the qi of the Lei Feng Pagoda has been linked with Fa Ming, this is not a trick of one plus one equals two, at this time, Fa Ming felt like a person, and a grand qi machine was constantly surging, even if he did not cast any spells, the surging qi machine still made the clouds on the sky dome continue to collapse.
"Whoa!" Liu Boqin's eyes burned with battle intent at this time, and a whole grand roar came out of his mouth, which was even grander than the roar of the old dragon of the Void Valley.
Dao Dao red light burst out from the pores around Liu Boqin's body, making Liu Boqin, who was dressed in a white Confucian robe and had turned into a pitch-black battle armor at this time, like a flame, holding a thousand jun sticks, he was the king of this red and blood-like flame world, and that surging breath revealed his unfathomable cultivation, indicating that the arrival of a great war was unavoidable.
"In that case, let this seat see what is so important about this magic weapon, so important!" The voice of the long whistle is still echoing, a smile appeared at the corner of Liu Boqin's mouth, the figure flashed for a long time, its speed was faster than the electric light, and in the roar, the Qianjun stick in Liu Boqin's palm filled the world of a stick shadow, and the pitch-black long stick, like two void holes, fell from all directions, hitting the thin layer of Buddha light.
Suddenly, the roar continued, and the energy that could shatter the clouds emanated from the impact, as if the void was flooded with crystal ripples.
It's just that at this moment, the Fa Ming wrapped in the Buddha's light, there is no panic on his face, some are just a touch of indifference to see through the world, with a "Amitabha Buddha" Buddha horn out, he actually closed his eyes and sat in the sky, and the golden lotus platform under his body that was condensed by the Buddha's light slowly rotated, and the stupa above his head was hooked, making the Fa Ming at this moment also like the Buddha of the West Heavenly Spirit Mountain descending, the three-headed and six-armed golden body flashed at this time The Buddha light was as dazzling as electric light, making people dare not force their eyes.
In the next moment, the flickering figure disappeared, and the pitch-black long stick that pierced through the void also disappeared at this time.
"Sure enough, you're picking me up!" Liu Boqin, who appeared in the figure, did not have the slightest discouragement in his eyes, but a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his heavy steps stepped out, not as swift and light as before as if he was stepping on lightning.
"Click! click!click!" There was a groan in the void, and Liu Boqin, who was holding the Qianjun stick tightly with both hands, seemed to be dragging a sacred mountain, slowly stepping out step after step, and as he walked forward, the moaning of the void was not cut off in the slightest, and that step out, the surging powerlessness, as if to tear the void apart.