"Om mantra. The gentleman raised an eyebrow.

This word more clearly explains the identity of the person who came - the monk of Jiuding Temple in Xitu, called the Buddha, and called himself the Buddha.

Jiuding Temple practice a word Jiuding, that is, the word follows the law, and the mantra is one of the means of expression, just like the sword of the white armor and the bow of the Qian family.

Even if it is a sneak attack, the people in this world who can give the guards a mantra can be counted on one hand. And this mantra is very clever - it has a huge weight, but it only falls on the guards, and does not have any impact on the surroundings, otherwise the bamboo chaise longue would have collapsed and the ground would have sunken.

Who else could there be but the Buddha?

Mr. didn't seem to be too worried, now that he knew the reason, he naturally had a solution. Hearing the gentleman say something softly, the pressure on the guard suddenly disappeared, and he suddenly felt paralyzed and fell off the bamboo recliner.

After a while, the guard was back to normal, he stood up, turned his neck, and rattled a few times, "Suffocate me...... This damn bald ass!"

"You're still so durable. The gentleman said.

"What if he doesn't chase him?" the guard looked at Mr.

The gentleman frowned and looked at the guard, who smiled and didn't look at him.

In fact, the gentleman didn't care that the guards were dragging him down, and he wasn't worried that the other party would run away. The other party is here to challenge, how can there be any reason to run away without meeting? That is the person who claims to be the Buddha. However, it is a pity that Mr. Ling lost the opportunity.

I almost killed him, Mr. sighed.

The practitioner's use of natural vitality is largely similar to breathing. People will feel fresh air and smooth breathing in places with beautiful mountains and rivers, and they will feel stuffy and breathless in crowded places. The same is true of natural vitality, but in a different way.

In a certain place, someone's perception, use, and affinity with the surrounding natural vitality will be greatly improved, so that they can exert a more powerful power, that is, the terrain. This point is also higher in the realm, the more obvious it is. In these specific places, a certain degree of suppression will be formed on other people, as long as the friendly people are still within range.

This is the reason why those who come dare not set foot in the noisy city.

As long as you grasp the opportunity, it will be easy for Mr. to kill the person who wants to kill in the noisy city. Even if the gentleman is in the city, the visitor is outside the city. Now that Mr. is out, the comer will not be stupid enough to give Mr. another chance, and it will be difficult to kill him.

The gentleman wanted to chase after him, but the guard grabbed him by the shoulder and said, "He has brought at least three hundred men this time." ”

"It's only three hundred. "The gentleman said indifferently.

The guard narrowed his eyes, "I'm sure, you're not as strong as you used to be. ”

"How can you be sure?"

"You didn't answer my questions before, and you didn't care if I lived or died, and that bald donkey died a long time ago. ”

The guard sent his hand away, and the gentleman was silent.

"Want to help?" asked the guard.

But the gentleman has disappeared.

......

After stagnation at the city gate for so long, the gentleman did not relax his perception of the comer. He was sure that the one who came was in that mountain.

One step out, silently, without a trace, one step down, kicking up a circle of smoke and dust, shaking a beetle on the side.

The gentleman came to him, looking at each other, one smiling and groaning, and the other plain.

The guards in the distance sighed casually, what kind of magic is this?

"Wonderful!" the visitor was still laughing, "Sir's holy name is worthy of his name!"

I saw that the person who came turned out to be a bald and barefoot male doll, who only wrapped his yellow and thin torso in a tattered yellow shirt, and his eyes were clear and transparent...... to the terrible.

Is he five or six years old? Is his hair growing? This ...... Is it the appearance of a person who claims to be a Buddha? Where did the lofty shore in the hearts of the world, whose shoulders were higher than the sky, go?

His name is Shash, and he is the Buddha.

Tonight was extremely dark, and there were two people talking in the dark mountain forest, and I wonder if they could see each other.

"Where did you come from?" asked the gentleman suddenly.

"The holy one is holy!"

"Where did the saint come from?"

"Holiness is the living!"

"Where did the saint come from?"

"All things are holy!"

"Where did the saint come from?"

"You are the saint!" Jesus shouted, pointing at the gentleman.

"I am not a saint. ”

"You are holy!" shouted Yashakti, "the world says you are holy!

The gentleman was silent, and Jesusk smiled—he pulled one back.

"How many times have we met?" said Jesus, "twice?"

"Twice. ”

With the eyes that only a child would ever have, he looked at him carefully, and circled around him: "You really haven't changed at all." ”

"Unlike you, you're getting younger. The gentleman still had that indifferent expression: "The time I saw you, you were still eleven or twelve years old." ”

"Yes...... "Yes, he opened his arms and looked at himself, "I don't think so, but thanks for the compliment." ”

"How young can you become? Do you want to be a baby and go back into your mother's womb?"

Yeshuku suddenly burst out laughing: "In the past fifteen years, even you have learned to joke? It's really funny, who taught you? Who is so good?"

Yeshukti suddenly put away all his emotions: "Three years old, three years old is for life, if I am three years old, then I am a saint, and there will be no you in the world!"

As soon as these words came out, everything was silent, and the dark night sky was covered with black clouds, as if there was a light of lightning and thunder.

"I heard he's dead?" said Jeshak, sad.

"Dead. The gentleman moved his eyebrows, "Why did you start caring about him?"

"That's, who do you think I'm his?"

"Yes, I'll just think you feel indebted. ”

"What did you say?" said Shakti, who looked sinister, but quickly hid it. The gentleman stared into his eyes, and although he didn't have any expression, he didn't lose his momentum. They seem to be chatting, but in fact they have already begun to fight, and as long as one side relaxes, the consequence is death. Now that the small talk can't go on, then you can only start playing.

"He said you brought three hundred men. The gentleman said.

"Three hundred?"

When they say 300, they don't mean 300 people, but they are talking about the "willingness" of 300 people. Wishing power is equivalent to natural vitality, or a substitute for natural vitality. The energy efficiency of the two is similar, and the biggest difference is that the natural vitality cannot be retained in the body. And the greatest benefit of the will to remain in the body is to sanctify and live forever, and then to reach a new height. Jiuding Temple has used this method to improve cultivation throughout the ages, and their cultivation path is also closely related to the power of wishes.

The people of the West believe in the Buddha more, and the Jiuding Temple is the holy place of the West Soil Practice, so the hundred letters will believe more in the Buddha of the Jiuding Temple. Every time you worship sincerely, you will offer a point of wish, and Jiuding Temple will also do good in the world in return.

The power of desire is the power of desire, faith, will, sincerity, and infinite power. Every point of the aspiration power will not have any effect on the person himself, nor will it have any effect on the cultivation, but thousands of people will enshrine every day a point or two of the aspiration power, what a powerful force it must be!

Three thousand years ago, when Buddhism spread all over the world, Jiuding Temple was so brilliant.

Although in the past few thousand years, it has been taken away by the Desolate People and the Holy Book Building, but the Xitu people still worship every day, and there are still many believers in the world.

But all this gradually changed when the Buddha was born......

The wish power of 300 people does not mean that 300 people contributed 300% of the wish power, but all the wish power that 300 people can provide. Hollowing out a person's will power is no different from killing someone with a knife.

The power of 300 people's wishes is 300 lives!

"More than that. Jesus stretched out a palm: "Five hundred!"

Yashaku was always laughing: "If I fight with you, I will get five hundred." ”

The gentleman sighed: "It's okay, it's not a thousand." ”

The moment Shakti's face changed, the hand hidden behind him threw several stones at the gentleman. These stones have long been given a mantra, just waiting for a sneak attack, each with the power of gunpowder cannonballs.

I saw that the stone broke through the air, creating a strong wind pressure and drawing a straight line on the ground, as if it was wrapped in something transparent, and it struck at an unimaginable speed.

The gentleman did not panic, raised the palm of his right hand, and swiped from left to right, and before the stones touched the gentleman, they all turned to the side and broke a three-hugging ancient tree.

"It's a good word, so decent, it turned out to be a sneak attack. The gentleman said.

Shakshakti clasped his hands together: "When the time comes, it must be so." ”

This is also a true saying!

As he spoke, the upper half of the ancient tree rose into the air and stabbed at Mr.

The gentleman's right hand had not yet fallen, and he was pointing at the ancient tree, and there was a stone in his hand from nowhere, on which there was a mantra.

The thumb moved slightly, and the stones shot out, and the two collided.

The stones were nowhere to be found, the ancient trees exploded, and the sawdust splashed everywhere, piercing the loess and piercing the leaves, and Yashakti had to raise his hand to cover it, and the sawdust was blocked.

There is no sawdust around the gentleman, and there is no need to cover it, so there is an opportunity to attack. He clenched his left fist and struck at him.

Knowing that he couldn't easily stop it, he immediately activated the remaining wish power in his body, and his perception increased in an instant, and his movements seemed to become faster. The small palm pressed against the huge fist of the gentleman, and the figure shifted back a few feet, dragging out two marks.

Yashaku removed his hidden arm and smiled smugly, wanting to strike again, but the next moment, the smile froze.

Without warning, a sword pierced the wrist of his husband's hand, piercing the artery and quickly spreading blood. Those bloods also contain a lot of willpower, which actually makes the wildflowers bloom and the weeds at their feet grow wildly.

Yashakas slammed out his palm and retreated further. The sword was forcibly drawn, and a lot of blood spurted out.

"Sneak attack!" shouted Yashak, red-eyed. He clutched his wrist tightly, trying to stop the bleeding, he could have relied on his will or natural energy, and he would have recovered soon, but he found that he couldn't do it.

The gentleman stood with his sword in hand, the clouds dispersed, the sword glittered in the moonlight, and he finally smiled.

Yasha grinned, his body sinking slightly, making a defensive gesture. The foundation of cultivators is still human beings, they have the power that mortals can't reach, they seem to be omnipotent from heaven to earth, but in fact, they are all the credit of natural vitality, they are still mortals, they will get sick, they will get hurt, they will grow old, they will die.

If the bleeding is not stopped in time, Shakti or the Buddha will die.

At this time, he finally saw the appearance of the sword.

- The sword is half a foot and half an inch long, and it is said that it is a sword, but it is more like a dagger. Anyone who has seen this sword will never forget what it looked like. Sword name......

"Fish intestines!"

It is a holy relic of the River Fish Sect, known as the sword of absolute bravery!