Chapter 447: Flying Mural, 12 Days Girl

boom!
In the desert, the golden light collapsed, and two figures emerged.
Qin Tiange looked indifferent, holding the halberd, and his breath condensed to the apex. On the opposite side, a dusty little monk overflowed with a ray of golden Buddha blood.
He was defeated, slightly injured, looking sad, his hands folded.
"Amitabha, the firmness of the donor's will, is rare in the world, and the little monk is ashamed." Wu Chen murmured with a bowed head.
On the opposite side, Qin Tiange said nothing, calmly said: "No dust, you are not a small heart, the spirit of the Nirvana Buddha dares to swallow it. It seems that you are also an ambitious person. Are all the four empties a joke?"
She looked sad and whispered: "Everyone has a desire, and the Buddha is also a desire. The little monk devotes himself to the Buddha, obsessed with the Buddha, there is nothing to hide."
He directly acknowledged that he had a great heart and wanted to become a Buddha and become a real Buddha. Therefore, he did not hesitate to swallow the spirit generated by the Nirvana Buddha image and dominate the spirits of the Buddhas.
Moreover, as a result, the pure land Buddha country that the party has just transformed and transformed into a palm country in the palm of the hand. If it really grows up in the future, it may not be that he is a real Buddha in the world and dominates the Buddhas.
Qin Tiange was even guessing that this dust-free monk was more than just that. He wanted to sit on the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas.
"It's useless to say more. Now that you're fighting, prepare for the fall."
Suddenly, Qin Tiange spit it out, and Euphorbia hummed into the air with a sharp edge, pointing straight at the dust-free brows.
The blow was sudden, containing the power of horrific killing, and the Buddha was trembling with shock, and his hands slammed open.
Huh!
As soon as the sound of golden iron attack came, he saw that Dustless Body slid straight out of the tens of meters, and his knees fell into Sha Shuo.
He looked sad and looked at Qin Tiange who came up in the air, and sighed in his heart. After all, he checked it, and the Buddha could not suppress this.
"King Kong is not bad!"
In the face of Qin Tiange's swift and violent attack, he drank cleanly and drank a lot of golden light with his hands. The body turned into a ghost image of a Buddha, and King Kong was not bad.
The halberd slammed and slammed, as if hitting the Buddha's bell, bursts of Brahma came out, and it was shocking.
Qin Tiange was expressionless. He was blocked with one blow, but not discouraged. When his body landed, he swept away instantly, and the halberd slammed in boundless flames.
"Dominate the world!"
The overbearing unmatched halberd fell, the dustless complexion changed, his palms were raised, and the big Buddha's virtual shadow hit him hard.
Just listen, there was a loud noise, the dust storm rolled up for dozens of meters, the sky shook, the golden light broke, and a figure was beaten out.
puff!
The dust-free body fell to the ground, stood up stingily, sprayed a mouthful of golden Buddha blood, and suffered great trauma.
"Donor, your killing heart is too heavy, which is not conducive to your grand cause." Wu Chen looked sadly.
Qin Tiange's mouth slightly tilted, calmly saying: "No dust, your killing heart is not small, even the spirit of the statue of Buddha Shakyamuni dare to swallow, what else do you dare not do?"
Dustlessly shook his head without answering, but said, "Everyone wants to become a Buddha, and the little monk is no exception, except that it is not the real Buddha, but a demon."
Regarding his words, Qin Tiange made no reservations, regardless of whether the other party said true or false, anyway, he swallowed the spirit of Nirvana Buddha is a fact.
As if thinking of something, Qin Tiange chuckled and said, "I don't know if you are too brave or too hearty, and dare to swallow the spirit of the idol. Do you really think you can surrender the true spirit of the Nirvana statue?"
Ok? Wu Chen's pupils shrank, listening to Qin Tiange's words, how did it feel wrong?
Just listen, Qin Tiange laughed and said, "You didn't feel that there was a strange breath in your soul's will?"
As soon as this word came out, Dustless looked pale, and immediately realized where the problem was. He attempted to devour the true spirit of the Nirvana Buddha image, controlled the pure land of the Buddhist kingdom, and ordered thousands of Buddhas.
This is a good thing, it is a great opportunity, but nostalgia is bad, and dustlessness can't completely obliterate the true spirit that devoured that Buddha image.
In other words, the true spirit of the Buddha statue of Shakyamuni may backwash dust-free, and eventually transform into the world with the help of a dust-free body.
"Donor, there is a flying mural in the grotto, the little monk is leaving first!"
The dust-free complexion changed dramatically, and he directly called the Buddha's number, leaving the sentence, the whole person set up the Buddha light soaring into the sky, and flew out kilometers in a blink of an eye.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Qin Tiange, who was about to catch up, suddenly stopped, looked strange, and looked at the dust that had escaped as a Buddha.
"Flying sky mural?" Qin Tiange muttered.
He understood the meaning of Wu Chen, which was to tell him that there was also a flying mural that was transformed, similar to the state of the Buddha in his palm.
This is to let Qin Tiange choose whether to chase him down or give up this flying mural. Measure the two, Qin Tiange decided to give up hunting dustless.
After all, Dustless Body has the power of a thousand Buddhas, and there is a Buddha kingdom in the palm of his hand. It is really difficult to kill him, not just a moment and a half.
"Forget it, such a character still gives me a wake-up call. It seems that I have changed many unknown strong men in this life and in different past lives." Qin Tiange looked at the disappearing Buddha light, flashing this thought in his heart. .
Keep it dust-free, as a wake-up call to yourself, always remind yourself that this life is different from the previous life, and must be profoundly sober.
It is like no dust, there was no such character in previous lives. In this life, he swallowed the true spirit of the Buddha statue of Sakyamuni Nirvana, controlled the pure land of the Buddhist kingdom, and ruled the Thousand Buddhas.
This is incredible, absolutely shocking, and unimaginable. Why is this clean little monk so angry?
As a Buddha, the spirit of the Buddha's deities dare to swallow it. It is not difficult to see that the dust-free spirit may not be smaller than Qin Tiange.
Moreover, his luck was also very good. Qin Tiange felt that most of the dust-free really could completely wipe out the true spirit of the Buddha statue and completely control the pure land of the Buddha country.
It was precisely because Dustless was unable to control the Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom that Qin Tiange found an opportunity in it to directly break the Dustless Buddha of the Faphase and break the Buddhist kingdom barriers.
"However, thanks to him for helping me polish a firmer and brighter heart." Qin Tiange smiled inexplicably.
Immediately, he turned and walked into the caves in front of him. Among the more than 400 caves in Dunhuang, almost every cave has murals in the sky.
Wu Chen originally wanted to integrate these murals and swallow the Buddha country in his palm. He never wanted to meet Qin Tiange, but wanted to suppress him, but he failed.
The pure land of the Buddhist kingdom cannot be truly controlled, because the influence of the spirit of the Nirvana Buddha statue prevents Wuchen from exerting the true power of the pure land of the Buddhist kingdom.
Now, after being wounded by Qin Tiange, Wu Chen directly gave up these flying murals and fled here directly. It can be said that he walked very simply.
"Flying Mural ..."
Inside the cave, a statue of a Buddha has been broken, and the Buddha's shadow originally depicted here has disappeared.
Qin Tiange speculated that all the spirits of the Buddha, Bodhisattva and Luohan should have been taken into the palm of the Buddha country by dust.
He guessed that Dust-free was preparing to devour some flying murals that mutated and merged into the Buddhist state in the palm of his hand. Unfortunately, he was unlucky and met Qin Tiange.
"Interesting ..." Inside the cave, Qin Tiange looked at all the caves that were opened, and the endless 3,000-meter-long huge murals were displayed in front of him.
This is a separate ancient flying mural connected and fused into a truly transformed mural world.
It's like the realm of the devil's painting, and this flying mural is much bigger than the realm of Chen Zhi's painting.
In the murals, one after another the pretty fairies fly in the clouds and fly in the sky, just like the nine-day fairies fly in the clouds.
There are twelve flying fairies, with graceful postures, graceful postures, wrapped in veil, and pale and flawless skin, which makes people think infinitely.
One of them had a round head with a round face, a face like Tianxia, ​​a pipa hug in his hands, and a thin, transparent veil wrapped around his upper body and flying into the sky.
There is another, entrusted lotus flower, with clear eyebrows, strong Qiong nose, with a smile on the corner of the mouth, upper body half, naked, veil misty, small flowers floating between the dances, exuding bursts of strange fragrance.
Below a fairy, Bao Xiang solemnly, holding a lotus seal, carrying fourteen arms on her back, she could not cover the graceful fairy posture with a tulle, full of strange temptations.
The one on the left, holding a jade rabbit in his arms, stepping on Xianguang, went straight to the moon in the sky, as if Chang'e ran to the moon.
The twelve fairies are all different, or flying to the sky holding instruments, or sitting in the clouds, the treasure is solemn, with a smile on her face, a long skirt on the waist, and a colorful cloud on her shoulders, just like a fairy flying.
The smallpox flew around, the clouds were misty, and among the fairy, twelve fairies were in the murals, looking extremely real.
"The twelve flying fairies, no wonder the dustless one can't win this mural for a while. It turned out that all the flying murals were merged into one." Qin Tiange said as he watched.
He vaguely understood that ~ EbookFREE.me ~ should be the dustless swallowing of the spirit of the Buddha of Shakyamuni, and shocked the spirits in these flying murals. As a result, one by one autonomous fusion, turned into the twelve fairy flying sky Looks like.
The three-meter-long ancient mural has completely given birth to spiritual wisdom. Inside is a small secret realm, which is the real world and the illusory world.
The twelve fairies, which can be called the twelve true spirits, are the spiritual wisdom generated by the flying fairies on the mural. After the mutual fusion, the twelve flying fairies were born.
"Exactly, I lack a secret place, this mural can be integrated into the body, as long as the spirit of the twelve flying fairies is destroyed."
Qin Tiange smiled at the corner of his mouth, and as soon as his voice fell, he lifted up the halberd and stood up, straight through the huge mural in front of him, and entered the painting world.
boom!
Suddenly, the mural trembled, bursting with immortal light, petals fluttered, cloudiness was misty, and the twelve fairies disappeared.
In the picture, only the empty void is left, surrounded by clouds, and a huge palace towering over the clouds is seen, where it is the core position of the realm in the painting.