98. Heaven and man are one, and the spirit is mobile, and the Demon Sect rescues the wild monks
Jiu Ying hurriedly breathed and calmed the waves in his heart, he was a fairy-level demon immortal, as soon as he calmed down, he found a situation, in this space, unlike in Bai Zetu just now, so far, no one has attacked him, just trapped him here. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info as soon as he regains his calm, wisdom is naturally invented, one situation, is delaying time, there must be a backhand, the other situation, he is trapped here, this is a means of sealing and suppression, what kind of situation is it?
If you want to suppress him Jiuying, Jiuying sneered in his heart, with Mo Xian, a person who has not become an immortal, he can't do it at all, so the first situation is very likely, so how did Mo Xian or someone behind him do it?
He simply didn't move, carefully sensing the slightest change in his surroundings, even if it was an enemy, Mo Xian nodded, knowing that Jiu Ying calmed down, once his mood calmed down, wisdom would be invented. Although he used the principle of returning to the ruins to achieve this small world, he was only imitating the return to the ruins, not really returning to the ruins, and there must be a lot of loopholes in it.
Mo Xian saw Jiuying standing quietly in the center of the small space, as if he was settled, Jiuying was not in a hurry, Mo Xian was not in a hurry, there were still three days to go, and the rules of exterminating immortals would be sent over, this thing was made of the innate weather and innate laws in several small worlds, and this thing could only leave the small world for a few hours, and then it would be decomposed into vitality and transformed into the day after tomorrow, so it had to trap Jiuying until that time.
Now Jiuying is actually not moving, Mo Xian is happy to see him like this, the longer his time drags on, the better, therefore, Mo Xian did not move.
He looked at Jiuying, and saw that there were invisible ripples around Jiuying, and the space inside was self-contained, Mo Xian naturally knew it clearly, because he had already reached the level of the same law, and the mana naturally had a feeling, although the inside was the principle of returning to the ruins, but after all, it was composed of his mana.
He not only pays attention to Jiuying, but also pays attention to the surrounding environment. At the slightest movement, he will feel that everything around him, including the light, has become his senses, this is a very mysterious feeling, a feeling of oneness with all things, do not be idle and thoughtful, enlightenment is there at any time, even when the wheel knife is in battle, some people will also be enlightened.
This is not only a speculative feeling, but also a physical feeling, Mo Xian muttered to himself: "I see!"
Before, he had a little doubt about why the unity of the law and self was formed, but now he naturally understands that man and all things are one, this is not a philosophical speculation, but a real feeling, people and external objects in the eyes of ordinary people, there are obvious boundaries, in fact, from a microscopic point of view, all the boundaries are blurred, which thing on the human body is yours, within dozens of days, the body cells will all be renewed, the exhaled breath, and the water vapor emitted from the surface of the body from time to time, etc., if people can see all this, the image of the person will be blurred, and the photon, coming from a distance, hitting the surface of the skin, entering the retina, being absorbed and transformed, this is going on all the timeThis is only on the surface of the material, there are many deep layers, such as information, man and all things are one, heaven and man are one, in fact, all the time.
What is within the reach of the spirit is what the body can reach, and this is what life is. Mo Xian looked at Jiu Ying, and at the same time experienced this feeling of blending in his heart, everything around him, even everything within dozens of miles, was reflected in his heart.
This is not an active act, but a natural knowledge, as if he has become a virtual giant, and the information from further afield is constantly pouring in.
In the Demon Sect, Devadatta looked out of the small space, and the nine infant clones along the way were killed, and many little demons were also killed, and more fell into the forest on the ground, and the demons in the world were rampant, these were not what he cared about, he withdrew his gaze and said to the maid standing next to him: "Go and invite Li Guanghe to find incense!"
After a while, the two men came and saluted Devadatta: "Lord, what do you command?"
"Jiuying is in trouble, Li Guang, you and Xunxiang set off to rescue Jiuying in the East China Sea, someone blocked the road on the way, Li Guang, you are responsible for blocking the people blocking the road, Xunxiang, you take the Five Hell Gods and Demon Ding, and answer Jiuying. Devadatta said.
Xun Xiang is already the master of a realm, and his strength surpasses Li Guang, but from the outside, although he is equivalent to a monk of the Harmony Dao, the upper limit of this world is here, and although Li Guang is a monk of the gods, his combat power is not inferior to that of a monk of the Harmony Dao, for no other reason, his melee ability is too strong, and his body is not bad for King Kong, that is, he is a monk of the Harmony Dao, and he also has a headache.
The two set off and went in the direction of the East China Sea, and when they arrived at the edge of the East China Sea, a monk was waiting for him, it was the wild monk Guangxing.
"Amitabha, where are the two donors?" Guangxing made a mockery and blocked the way.
"What a bald donkey, dare to block my way, I see you are dead!" Li Guang sneered, his body stood up, and he punched Guangxing.
Guangxing didn't dare to take it hard, his body floated backwards like flowing water, and he sang in his mouth: "Amitabha, the donor is full of demonic energy, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the ground, why don't you give alms to my Buddhism to be a protector, and you can achieve the Vajra Dao Fruit, isn't it better than being in the Demon Gate!"
"Fart, bald donkey, let your tongue be a lotus, you will have to fall into the sky, and the ground will swell with golden lotus, but it will not help, and you will chirp crookedly, and I will be angry!"
Guangxing laughed: "What's so difficult about this!"
Guangxing appeared around the Buddha's light, the Buddha's light suddenly became the ocean, in the ocean, there were countless golden lotus, each more than three feet, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas appeared in the flowers, one by one or standing or sitting, all mouthing the truth, the Buddha's light in the ocean, with the increase of lotus flowers, all kinds of subtle Buddha sound arises, all kinds of solemn little wonders, there are more heavenly maidens scattered flowers, in an instant, the vast circle is huge, has become the pure land of the Buddha, all kinds of incredible scenes, all kinds of incredible scenes, all in front of you.
Xun Xiang quickly retreated, and in a blink of an eye, she withdrew more than ten miles away, a sneer on the corner of her mouth, changed direction, a fragrant wind rose, and the person was gone. She escaped from the battlefield with the free fragrant wind of the Demon Gate, and didn't care what happened to Li Guang, and rushed straight to the East China Sea.
On the one hand, she has confidence in Li Guang, because he is a true disciple of Devadatta, on the other hand, among the demon gates, people are almost ruthless and indifferent, only asking about the success or failure of the result, not about the process at all, her task is to rescue the nine infants.
Li Guang fell into the sea of Buddha light, the dragon elephant around him was galloping, but under the obstruction of the Buddha and the Bodhisattva in the light of the Buddha, he also fell into a bitter battle, every punch he made, the lotus flower in front of him and the Buddha and the Bodhisattva on it were broken, but the Buddha's light flashed, and then reborn, even if he had ninety-nine strength, he was busy coping.