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"Life and death are great things in the world, and they only seek blessings all day long, not from the sea of life and death. If you are lost in your own nature, how can you save it?"

Princess Kaneshiro felt as if she had been wandering in the darkness for a long, long time, and finally saw a ray of light. The light was soft and warm, like a mother's embrace, slowly enveloping her.

- What kind of place is this, hell or heaven?

She looked around blankly, her mind was immersed in the memories of her previous life, and she couldn't break free, complicated and indescribable.

The soft light around her penetrated her skin like rain, and the bubbling warmth poured in from all directions, converging into a pool of spring water in her body, rippling layers of heart.

In a trance, she realized that the fanatical existence like volcanic lava in the depths of her eyebrows seemed to be restrained and suppressed by the warm current, and she was forced to hide and hibernate deeper, and the restless killing intent that filled her heart had greatly subsided, although it could not be completely extinguished, but it could already be controlled and restrained.

Her body was surging with unprecedented strength, as if it only took one thought to make the surrounding heaven and earth surrender and turn into a part of her body.

All of this is so strange and mysterious that it cannot be explained and does not need to be explained.

When the last ray of soft light melted into her body, a quiet and uninhabited Buddhist hall slowly unfolded in front of her eyes again.

In the center of the Buddha hall is enshrined a statue of Shakyamuni more than two feet high, and the treasure looks solemn and compassionate, quietly looking at her. In front of the statue is an offering table with ashes in the incense burner, and next to it is a scroll of sutras, a wooden fish, and a string of prayer beads.

It turned out that he was still in the Hall of Enlightenment, looking at the scene around him, as if he had only been away for a short time, but he had obviously been floating in his previous life for several years.

She carefully recalled the experience of her previous life, and her expression was in a trance, and she couldn't tell whether she was still in a dream at the moment.

After a long time, she slowly came back to her senses, and Sakura's lips let out a soft sigh.

The old nun in the clothes who abducted herself from her previous life is gone, the Buddhist hall is silent, the closed doors and windows are isolated from the world, and I don't know if it is morning or dusk outside the house now, but how many cold and summer have I experienced?

In the darkness, she raised her hand, only to see a strange pale gold sigil in her palm.

At first glance, it looks like three parallel ripples, about an inch long from top to bottom, faintly shimmering.

The one on the left is the darkest and the longest, while the one on the right is so faint that it is almost impossible to detect with the naked eye.

But the most peculiar thing is the rune in it, which seems to have layers of golden wisps constantly flowing and changing.

She stared at it for a long time, and then she gently clenched her slender hand and grasped the sigil in her fist.

"Sansheng Yin ......" for no reason, she muttered softly.

Obviously, it was the power of these three-life seals that helped her temporarily seal the terrifying existence in the depths of her eyebrows.

It's a pity that among the three runes, there is only one seal of the past life that is truly fully awakened, and this life is uncertain and the next life is unknown.

Gradually, the three-life seal disappeared in her ice muscle jade bones, leaving no traces.

Princess Jincheng looked at the outside of the Hall of Enlightenment consciously, her voice was as cold as a cold spring in winter, and said, "Very good, you actually came to the door automatically." ”

The door of the "squeak ......" enlightenment hall opens without wind, and there is an imposing old monk standing in the sunset of the courtyard, which is the abbot of Emei Ci'en Temple, Master Yuding, who has been closed for many days.

However, Princess Jincheng knew very well that the old monk in front of her could not be Master Yuding. Because, the real Master Yuding was in front of himself that day to eliminate the bliss of rebirth.

But when her eyes were fixed on the face of the fake Jade Ding Master, she unexpectedly couldn't find the slightest sign of disguise.

She was stunned and said coldly: "Even if you look exactly the same as Master Yuding, it's still fake." ”

The fake Yuding master tepidly raised his steps into the Hall of Enlightenment and said, "The poor monk has been waiting for you to come to Emei to find me. ”

Princess Jincheng had a flash of inspiration in her mind, and she couldn't help but change her jade face slightly, staring at the quiet and deep face of the fake jade tripod master, and said word by word: "Jin, Ding!"

The fake Jade Ding Master's expression was unwavering, and he nodded: "You are smarter than I thought." ”

Princess Jincheng's pretty face was like frost, and she asked, "You actually refined into the second elemental god?"

The fake Jade Ding master replied with a sneer: "What is the second elemental god, how can the poor monk's supernatural powers be guessed." ”

"Bang!" the door of the Hall of Enlightenment closed, and the last ray of sunset was cut off behind the Jinding Monk.

The Buddha hall returned to darkness, his figure seemed to merge with the dim light, his left hand pinched the Dharma seal, and recited in his mouth: "I see, people see, all living beings see, the long-lived person see-color, longevity, thought, action, time......" Every thought of a cloud, the hand will make a seal, the five aggregates say that the five seals come out together, the golden light is like the lotus blooming around the fingertips, and the boundless Buddha will fill the void.

Princess Jincheng's delicate body was slim, and her cherry lips flashed with a sneer: "You have evil demons in your heart, even if you break the scriptures and practice to become a supreme supernatural power, you can't become a true Buddha!"

She slowly picked up the small wooden mallet on the offering table, and tapped it on the wooden fish crisply: "your Buddha, go to your scriptures!"

"Du!" As if it sounded, the five aggregate Buddha seals in the air shattered inch by inch like glass, turning into colorful streamers.

The eyes of the Jinding Divine Monk stared at the small wooden mallet in the hand of Princess Jincheng.

It was a very ordinary little mallet, but the more it did, the more shocking it became.

The Jinding Monk slowly raised his left hand and said: "It is rare that you can break the five aggregate Buddha seals of the poor monks with the heart of no ancestor and no Buddha, but it is just an axe in front of the Buddha to increase the laughter!"

Before the words fell, Huo Ran, his left hand, turned into twelve golden Buddha seals, and a thousand thoughts were generated, and they slapped towards Princess Jincheng from all directions.

Princess Jincheng took a small step back, pinched the small wooden mallet with her fingers and clicked it out into the void, like striking the bell like hitting Da Lu, staggered and struck on the surging twelve Buddha seals.

In a series of explosions, the twelve Buddha seals suddenly burst into bright flames and soared into the sky.

The tall body of the Golden Tripod Divine Monk shook and retreated back smoothly for several feet to the place where he had stood.

"Bang!" The small mallet in Princess Jincheng's hand burst into powder, her face turned slightly pale, and she looked at the Jinding Monk and said, "If you don't give birth to the law, you can't be more than Er'er!"

The Jinding Divine Monk snorted, secretly surprised by the reborn cultivation of Princess Jincheng.

It was only one round that the two of them went head-to-head, and they really shook each other twelve times, and although they only used eight successes, they were far superior to ordinary Mahayana masters.

Who knew that Princess Jincheng actually carried it down as if nothing happened, as if she had the qualifications to fight him face to face.

He frowned inadvertently, and for a moment he couldn't understand why this girl's cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds in just over a year, and he would try again-

"Hmm-" The golden light in the Buddhist hall soared, and eighteen arms suddenly appeared on the body of the Jinding monk, which seemed to be full of phantom light and shadows, pressing towards the princess of Jincheng like a storm.

"Eyes, Colors, Vision, Ears, Sounds, Ears, Noses, Fragrances, Noses, ......" The eighteen realms of Buddha seals are swept across the heavens and the earth, and each seal contains the supreme Buddha power, which can make the masters of the Mahayana realm also lose their Dao hearts in an instant, and the spiritual platform sinks, falling into no eyes, no colors, no ears, and no sound...... of the eighteen realms of no vanity.

Princess Jincheng's eyes were cold, and two bundles of Queqiao Xianni burst from her sleeves, and suddenly turned into two rolls of ice-blue beams of light around her delicate body, like the blue sea and turbulent clouds flying across the eighteen realms of Buddha seals.

"Papapa......" a Buddha mark is like a storm crashing on the shore on the Queqiao Xianni, the golden halo of the big canopy is like the afterglow of the slanting sun reflected in the ice blue ocean, stirring up the sound of monstrous waves to move the four fields, but it has never been able to break through the guard of the princess of Jincheng.

On the contrary, the Queqiao Xianni is still slowly spreading outward, and there is a great tendency to turn defense into offense.

The Jinding monk was unmoved, like a thousand hands like a Buddha seal ten thousand ways, attacking the Queqiao Xianni like a stormy wave.

The surrounding void could barely withstand the collision of the two people's uncontrollable strength, tearing open gaps one after another, and clusters of black air streamers emerged from it, and it seemed to collapse at any time.

The ice blue curtain suddenly changed, gushing out a thousand whirlpools, swallowing countless golden Buddha seals.

The Jinding Divine Monk snorted contemptuously, and suddenly floated up to meet him, and his right hand suddenly turned into a castless iron fist and slammed into the Queqiao Xianni.

The Queqiao Immortal Ni fell violently, and finally revealed a fleeting gap under the pressure of the invincible fist of the Jinding Divine Monk. The left index finger of the Jinding Monk protrudes like a silver bottle breaking through the iron horse, instantly penetrating the Queqiao Xianni.

"Poof!" the two figures were separated, and there was a bloody hole on Princess Jincheng's shoulder.

The left half of the Golden Tripod Monk's sleeve was also shredded, and the index finger that had hurt Princess Jincheng twisted and tilted backwards in a strange shape.

He glanced at the intact Buddha statue and offering table behind Princess Jincheng, and said lightly: "You are very strong, but unfortunately it is not enough." Give me the Staff of the Holy Strict, and you will die with dignity. ”

Princess Jincheng didn't speak, and the wound on her shoulder spilled out a thick ball of blood. When the blood and qi dissipated, the wound had miraculously disappeared, and the skin was as smooth as ever.

The eyebrows of the Jinding monk couldn't help but shrug slightly, and said slowly: "Okay, since you are so stubborn, the poor monk has no choice but to fulfill you!"

"Huh-" In a trance, a gust of wind blew, and the figure of the Jinding monk could be vaguely seen standing quietly in the hall of enlightenment.

The rift in the void that had not yet had time to heal was melting, perhaps the only sign that could be seen with the naked eye. But more of it is a change that cannot be observed by the naked eye, quietly and silently -

Heaven and earth are cages, and the Buddha hall is shackled.