Chapter 87 The monk is also very cute
Chapter 87 The monk is also very cute
The sword and ribbon slashed into the sea of blood with unparalleled momentum, setting off a monstrous wave, and Uncle Mo lightly let out a mournful cry from his mouth, because Lin Yu and Mo lightly disturbed the reasonable blow, and tore out a gap in the sea of blood, and the green dragon soaring in the sky and the tiger in the mountains and forests rushed into this gap. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
The attacks of the Blue Dragon and the White Tiger would naturally bring a terrifying attack to Uncle Mo, but even so, the Sincerity Realm Great Cultivator Martial Artist was not so easy to take down.
The green dragon had already entangled her, and the white tiger was constantly attacking, only to see that a dragon and a tiger appeared at the movement of her mind, biting towards the dragon and tiger in the four formations.
Lin Yu's swordsmanship was moving, and the broken sword stabbed towards Uncle Mo Qingjiao, and Mo Qingjiao did not stop, and the ribbon in his hand was also winding towards her uncle.
The ribbon wrapped around her uncle, and Lin Yu's broken sword also arrived, passing through her chest, and the blood stained her clothes red, don't disturb the uncle When he saw the blood, a trace of madness appeared in his eyes, and an ugly language burst out between his lips.
Lin Yu was shocked because he felt the fluctuations of the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth, Lin Yu shouted "retreat", and the broken sword was pulled out and went into the distance, and by the way, he also brought Mo lightly.
But even so, the ribbon that Mo lightly disturbed also shattered instantly, and it was as if there was an explosion in the backyard, and the air wave hit Lin Yu's back, and Lin Yu suddenly accelerated the figure holding Mo Qingjiao, but a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
The figures of the two fell straight to the road, and on the road in front of the main gate of this house, Mo Qingjiao saw Lin Yu's pale face and vomited a mouthful of blood, and couldn't help asking, "Are you okay?"
Lin Yu said: "I'm fine, go quickly, it's too late if you don't leave."
A laugh sounded behind him, "It's too late to want to leave, I said who has such a great ability to trap me, it turns out to be the disciple of the pavilion master, it seems that Master Mo has almost comprehended the mystery of the four-like formation."
The pavilions and pavilions of the large family had collapsed, as if they had experienced a critical attack with modern weapons.
Mo looked at his uncle lightly and said, "Uncle Wei, turn back to the shore."
Uncle Wei laughed and said: "Looking back is the shore, what can I get when I turn back, imprisoned in the pavilion, lonely and old; this Jianghu is a place where strength is spoken, with strength, I can be at ease, tell me the secret of the Four Statues Formation, I may be able to spare your life."
When Uncle Wei's words fell, Mo Qingjiao's body was lifted up by him, and her right hand even pinched Mo Qingjiao's neck, and it was only at this time that Lin Yu understood how powerful the woman surnamed Wei in front of her was, she had at least been sincere in the cultivation of the Five Realms.
The reason why she was trapped in the formation was just to experience the Four Images Formation, if she learned such a big formation, it would be really unimaginable, not to mention that Mo Qingru was his master's daughter, even a passer-by, he didn't want her to die in the hands of a woman surnamed Wei.
The broken sword in Lin Yu's hand was rising, this time Lin Yu's swordsmanship was very fast, so fast that he couldn't see any trace clearly, it was the shadowless swordsmanship.
When the sword came to the arm of the woman surnamed Wei, he drew a blood stain, and then a fresh breeze rose, and Mo was rescued by Lin Yu, Lin Yu dared to stay there, and went away with Mo Qingjiao.
Uncle Wei sneered and said, "Are you leaving?"
Then a huge bloody hand appeared in front of Lin Yu and slapped towards Lin Yu and Mo Qingjiao, Lin Yu roared angrily, and the broken sword in his hand slashed forward, Mo Qingjiao's body swayed lightly, and he also shot out an unknown number of palm shadows.
But just like this, the palm shadow shattered, the sword was shattered, and the figures of the two flew back upside down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of their mouths.
Uncle Wei saw that the bloody eyes had become more tyrannical, and his eyes had turned blood red. He said, "Since you are obsessed, then go and die."
A blood-colored handprint rose again, slapping towards Lin Yu and Mo Qingjiao, Lin Yu's arm was no longer able to swing the sword, Mo Qingjiao had been manipulating the formation just now, and the destruction of the formation was even more heartbreaking, and after two more blows, what attack power was there there.
Lin Yu lamented that he was really going to die now, he couldn't be saved every time, but there was still a beautiful woman by his side, and he didn't lose money when he died.
The blood-colored handprint was taken, Lin Yu closed his eyes and waited for death, this time there were no pictures and thoughts in his heart, only a calm, could it be because of his righteous heart.
The tremendous pressure brought by the blood demon's hand suddenly disappeared, and a low Buddha name "Amitabha" was heard.
When Lin Yu opened his eyes, he saw a golden Buddha's hand, which smashed the blood demon hand, and then rows of bald-headed monks appeared in the middle of the field, surrounding Uncle Mo Qing.
Lin Yu had never felt that a monk was so cute, and when he saw the boring monk following behind the row of monks, Lin Yu couldn't help but smile and said, "Boring monk, meet again."
The boring monk didn't look back, just followed behind the monks of the brigade, and didn't pay attention to Lin Yu at all, but Lin Yu still bothered Mo lightly and said, "I can't die now."
The rows of monks surrounded the woman and sat down, and then they recited the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra in unison.
When contemplating the bodhisattva of freedom and walking in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty and overcomes all suffering. The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it. The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, which are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, nor increased nor decreased. Therefore, there is no colorlessness in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts, no minds, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, no sound, no fragrance, no vision, no consciousness, no ignorance, no ignorance, no old age, no old age, no old age. There is no suffering to gather and destroy the Tao, and there is no wisdom and no gain. For the sake of nothing. Bodhisattva, according to Prajnaparamita, has no obstacles in his mind. There is no obstacle, no terror, far from upside-down dreams, nirvana. The Buddhas of the three worlds, according to Prajnaparamita, attained the three bodhisattvas of Anuttara. Therefore, it is known that Prajnaparamita is a great mantra, a great mantra, a supreme mantra, and an unequal mantra, which can remove all suffering, and it is true. Therefore, to say the Prajnaparamita mantra is to say the mantra: Reveal the truth, Para reveal the truth, Para Sangha reveal the truth, Bodhisattva Bha.
As soon as this sutra came out, the voice gradually became louder and louder, and there seemed to be a Buddha's light circulating between heaven and earth, that is, Lin Yu and Mo Qingyu couldn't help but have a sense of refuge in my Buddha when they were present.
However, after all, the two of them are very human, but they lost their minds for a quarter of an hour, and then recovered, but on the other hand, don't disturb Uncle Shi, but it is a painful roar in the field, the light of the Buddha is shining, and the ten thousand demons are evading, and the blood demon skills recorded in the blood demon book are naturally demonic exercises, and under the light of the Buddha, there is naturally nothing to hide.