(Two chapters in a row, don't miss the previous chapter ^_^)

Linghua put a kite on it, fishing, and fished back a big Buddha.

It is not the kind of Buddha who cultivates and becomes holy by himself, has no name and no name, and is 'fished' down by the spiritual flower, but the real Buddha, the ancestor of the Buddha, the Buddha in the previous life of the three Buddhas, and the ancient Buddha who burns the lamp.

The vast universe, countless worlds, and many people who believe in Buddhism. Some worlds are simply pure Buddha-mindedness, Confucianism, and Confucianism, and only the Buddha is the only Buddha, and the whole world worships Buddha and practices Zen. Reciting sutras day and night and worshipping day and night, pious thoughts permeate the heavens and the earth, and scatter the heavens and the earth;

In the vast universe, countless magical, maybe a dirty stone contains spiritual essence, as a spiritual object. The star stone has a spirit but no wisdom, wandering in the universe, just like the unwise demon wood relies on instinct to swallow the essence of the sun and the moon, there are spirit star stones will chase the pious thoughts of intelligent beings, sucking endlessly, absorbing and sucking.

Nourished by pious thoughts, the star stone gradually transformed, evolved for thousands of years, and eventually turned into the shape of the Buddha, because the opportunity has not yet arrived or there is no chance at all, the star stone Buddha may never come back to life, but it is full of spirituality and vast mana.

When practicing in the world, Linghua thought that the Buddha cultivated the heart and cultivated compassion, although my Buddha may be the protector of the eight divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, and there is also the Veda Divine Venerable and the King of the Ming Dynasty to fight, but it is not suitable for him to do it himself, and things like the Dharma Protector Fighting will be handed over to the uncles and brothers, he only concentrates on practicing meditation, and among the seventeen monks of the mirror flower, he is the most unable to fight.

It was not until later that they took refuge in eternity and true color, and the spirit flower was 'ignited' by the righteous gods, and there were countless evil demons in this universe. All of them are stubborn and intend to subvert eternity, and there are two most important things to do true believers: piety and good skills.

You have to be good, and you have to be able to fight.

Linghua temporarily hugged the Buddha's feet and began to practice fighting, in the final analysis, he is a person who cultivates and breaks the Dao, and the foundation is there, once he devotes himself to the study of fighting, he will soon have a breakthrough: it is because his previous state of mind is particularly peaceful, so he can resonate with the 'Star Stone Buddha' wandering in the universe. He found a way to 'catch the Buddha'.

Linghua can't fight by herself. But he was able to find himself a powerful 'armament'. The Star Stone Buddha came into the world, and the spiritual flower melted into it, holding its power and controlling its law, and looking at the immortals!

It's just like fishing for Buddha. Talk about luck. It's not hard to catch a fish. But big fish are not available at all times, so Linghua's combat power fluctuates among the seventeen monks, occasionally once or twice. He is more majestic than the master Bo Shui Mirror, and more often the Star Stone Buddha he catches is ordinary, but no matter how ordinary the Star Stone Buddha is, he is stronger than the Spirit Flower, and he is stronger than the boss.

Linghua was very lucky today, he caught a big fish, Jinghua disappeared, and the star stone burned the lamp before it fell to the ground, and opened his eyes violently, and a loud laugh shook the sky.

The Buddha of the lamp descended sharply, but it has not yet landed, the old monk holds the mirror with both hands, carefully as if holding a peerless pearl, holding his hands in front of him, holding the mirror with joy, the two words are like fascination: "Bliss." After saying that, he puffed out his cheeks and blew on his palms.

Empty palms, blown by oneself in one breath, golden leaves, golden flowers, golden butterflies, golden cicadas scattered in all directions, instantly filled the world. Countless golden auspicious people filled all the space without warning, the disciples of the mountain, the cultivators of the outer sects, all of them couldn't help but smile, the tension was gone, the anger was gone, this is the most beautiful and sweet dream in the universe, becoming an immortal, being free?

If you don't want to fight, anyone who falls into such a beautiful dream will never have the idea of fighting again.

Everyone left the mountain to stop, but the methods displayed by the ink-colored monks did not stop!

Chi Jing felt that he didn't need to make a move, but the order of his senior brother could not be disobeyed, so his left palm was straight, like a knife, and his left arm turned back and gently slashed his neck with his palm, indifferently: "Death." ”

In a word, 'wake up' the person in the dream, and the disciples of the mountain and the cultivators of the outer sect suddenly realized: How can we stay in this Elysium forever? If you can't cultivate this life and the next life, as long as you are reborn after death, you can live in bliss forever

Seventeen monks of Jinghua, headed by Hejing, led three junior brothers, six sons and nephews, a total of ten monks, rushed away from the mountain.

Except for the leader Hejing, Qinghua, who was chasing Ye Fei's double sword with all his might, and Shen Jing, who had just been broken by the 'palm of the sky' and was recovering from the qi, the remaining seven monks all moved their methods to kill Lishan!

There is no more smiling and leisurely, no more cats and mice, seven peerless spells, seven immortal Buddha killing and robbery, and all descending from the mountain - the head and the elite of the sect are no longer leaving the mountain in the sect.

Douhua incarnates one hundred and eight true living Arhats; Flowers incarnate into mud ploughs hell and roll up colorless karmic fire; release flowers and swallow scriptures into thunder, emptiness and silence extinguishes divine thunder; Jinghua rings the golden law and collects a soul; Linghua releases a kite to catch back an ancient Buddha with a star stone and burning lamp; hugging the mirror and blowing out a piece of Elysium in one breath; Chi Jing's two words 'passing away' teach mortals to fall into bliss forever In fact, why do seven people need to join forces, any one of them casts a spell that is enough to make these 600 miles away from the mountain forever.

Suddenly, heavy rain fell!

But when you look up, there is not a trace of clouds in the sky, and it can rain without clouds? No one can tell whether it is rain or splashing water, all that can be determined is that the rain is cool. Clear to the essence of the spirit, cool between the bones, cool.

The rain was pouring down.

In this heavy rain, every cultivator who was added by the rain came back awake in an instant.

When I woke up in shock, what kind of death, what bliss, it was a murderous knife! Then it hurt, my chest hurt, and when I looked down, I saw that my long sword had pierced into my chest shallowly, and it was not close to the point, but it cut the flesh and skin, and blood was flowing.

The spells of the two monks were broken, and at the same time, they were stunned and blurted out: "Impossible." ”

It's really impossible, how can anyone in this world break their magic law It's really impossible, it's not people who really break the law, but 'treasure', seven heavy treasures from the mountain to the sky, five were stolen by the green lantern vine thief, and one of the remaining two treasures: rain.

Like the Yin Yang Tree that leaves the day and the night leaves, and the magical star stone that makes up for the leakage of the sea, it has a magical legend, and it is so magical that it is impossible to distinguish the authenticity from the fake: the first drop of rain in the first rain in Middle-earth.

Treasures such as leaves, star stones, and fish tuo are easy to steal, and you can easily hang bells. But this drop of rain was really difficult to pick up, which made the thief depressed for a long time.

The miraculous rain purifies the heart and mind, and breaks the vain dream.

The rain is magical, but the person who casts the treasure to rain is not magical at all, his voice is very high-pitched, sharp to a little hoarse, his tone is very strange, so strange that it is impossible to tell whether he is sad or angry, and he shouts loudly: "Elder Lishan." There is still one person sitting in the sect! I will atone for myself with this heavy rain! Sins cannot be washed away, nor can they be washed away!"

The hunchbacked, thin, two-handed, dog-oiled beard with greedy eyes full of greedy Shen Tu Lingling soared into the sky, urging heavy rain!

Ordinary disciples collected ordinary treasures, and once refined the 'first drop of rain' for the Shentu Lingling, who was the treasurer of the mountain. With his cultivation. Compared to the 'first rain' magic. The gap is just too far. It is because his backlash is much stricter, and after he casts it, it will not only be the treasures that will be abolished, but also his thousands of years of cultivation. Even if he doesn't die, he will become an ordinary old man.

It was the last time he cast a spell.

It is a felony to release prisoners, especially those who have committed the most heinous crimes. The prisoner was beheaded before he could escape from the mountain, and it was a big deal that Su Jing helped Shentu make up for his sins, but some things could be made up, and some things could not be recovered: the dead. All the disciples guarding the White Dog Stream that night died.

Shentu Lingling could no longer be an elder, and he would be reduced to a sinner forever. But Shen He didn't punish the crime immediately, he gave Shen Tu a chance, not a chance to get rid of the crime, so it was not a chance to make meritorious contributions, it was just an opportunity that could give him a little peace in his heart for the rest of his life: to refine the first drop of rain.

Once it is displayed, the lifelong cultivation is dispersed. His cultivation came from leaving the mountain, and he returned it to the mountain in the most beneficial way, and the last comfort of Shentu Lingling, the sins could not be redeemed, but his heart was a little at ease.

The first rain in the world not only broke the demon method of 'Bliss Death', this rain is pure and pure, it is one of the sources of life, it is the first time that the Qiankun of Middle Earth appears in the real Lingrui, it is to receive this rain every disciple from the mountain, every treasure in the body has been nourished, and the power has skyrocketed!

From the closing mirror to the order to 'do your best', a group of demon monks cast spells to Shentu Lingling to meet the enemy in the rain, even the magic degree, but only between three or two breaths, after the heavy rain fell, the disciples of Lishan were colliding with six thousand ink arrows.

The effect of rain is only in purifying the heart and mind, stimulating the power of the treasures, but unfortunately the rain cannot erase the other laws of the demon monks

On a clear night, the rain is frenzied, and the lightning and thunder roar.

There were no clouds in the sky, but how sharp that lightning came, the purple arc bloomed, hideous and fierce, as if the whip of the heavenly demon was about to crack the sky, and a black-purple crack was visible to the naked eye in the vast night sky!

Just after the purple lightning bloomed, a deep crack was left in the middle of the sky.

The thunder roared, the lightning bloomed endlessly, each more dazzling than the last, each more sharp than the other, the full and deep sky did not know what the heavens had violated, at this moment it was sinful, and it was being hit by heavy lightning to the skin and flesh!

The scars and cracks are all over the place, and the sky is so cracked that they seem to be about to collapse.

The thunderstorm comes and dissipates faster, and the thunder is hideous in two breaths, and dissipates invisibly after two breaths. All of a sudden, the heavens and the earth fell silent.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from a crack in the heavenly vault, and the slender, fair-skinned, beautiful hand, with its nails trimmed smoothly and roundly, was smeared with impatiens juice, which should be the most beautiful hand in the world of Middle-earth.

His hands are not empty, holding a small tambourine. The next moment there was a giggling laugh, and the owner of the hand squeezed into the world through the crack in the canopy, a woman with her hair in a high bun, a large gold-ringed pendant in her ears, and an ancient dress with an off-the-shoulder bandeau dress.

The woman is not young anymore, and the crow's feet on the corners of her eyes look like she is in her forties. When she was young, she was a peerless beauty, but now that she is older, she is still so beautiful that people can't help but breathe lightly in front of her.

It's a pity, Qi Donglai went to ascend to the devil, if he didn't leave, if others were leaving the mountain, at this moment, he should go back to the wow wow and scream, and then throw himself to the ground to perform a grand salute, and then shouted: "Grandchildren and grandchildren meet the tambourine grandmother, grandma, you look so beautiful, like my mother." (To be continued......)