Chapter 545: Mortal sky

Chapter 545 Mortal Heaven
Xiang Qingniu looked up at the young monk wearing a moon-white robe, and for a while he asked: "Freedom?"
The young monk looked curiously at this fat-looking fat man, trying to find some fearful but regretful failures in his eyes. The fat man's clothes were completely unrecognizable by the previous karma, and there were a lot of burn marks on his body, but the jade belt on his waist was intact and tied well.
"I thought it would be Xiao Yijiu."
Dazu freely gazed at Yudai with Xiang Qingniu's waist and sighed: "At first I thought that the first Dalun Temple would be Wanxingchen, because he had already stood at the highest place in the heaven and earth in the East, and the man reached that place. At the point where the peak he has reached has reached the extreme end, he will go to see another peak, but he did not expect that it was not him, but his disciples. For more than ten years, Yang Qi has always wanted to demolish the Dalun Temple. After all, manpower is limited, and he is destined not to succeed, because he doesn't understand what infinite power is. But his greatest ability is to always deceive many people to follow and kill him. "
Dazuo said as he walked down, lotus flowers bloomed at the foot of each step.
"A dozen years ago, a group of stupid people followed him and rushed forward regardless of the direction of his fingers, as if their lives were worthless. I know that you Han people in the Central Plains have the habit of getting into the ground, but those In the end, people do n’t even know where the bones were lost. The soul must not go home or be reincarnated. Is n’t that just punishment?

"A few years ago, he came with a stupid person outside the Daxue Mountain, and then he watched that person die. He didn't take any action from the beginning to the end. The Han people in the Central Plains paid attention to a meaning word, but where is your brother? Can you see the meaning of the word? Today, he tricked you into killing him again. Such a devil has been killing people, haven't you ever realized? "
Xiang Qingniu smiled coldly: "When it comes to fooling people, are there people who are more thorough than your Buddhism?"
He shook his head with great ease: "Buddhist has never fool people, you also see that herdsmen have believed in Buddhism for the past millennium, have faith in their heart, how rich and healthy they are? And you have no faith in the heart of the Central Plains, so it will be prolonged. Uneasy. The Sui country was just a hundred years old, and it was a mess again. The people in Zhongyuan were so charismatic that they were better than the people on the grassland? Because of the Buddhism, they knew that they needed to be friendly, humble, and to be in awe. The Han people who understand awe will only bite each other and hate killing each other.
Freedom smiled with open arms and said, "In the Western world, people do n’t have their own. They just need to follow the instructions of the Buddhism and obey the call. All of them live happily under the light of Buddhism's compassion. There is no nuisance and disputes during the worship, and they enjoy the shelter that the Buddhism brings to them. How free are they ... don't you envy? "
Xiang Qingniu took a sip and said, "Nausea."
Freely sighed: "Don't you understand now, your brother just abandoned you like the one who abandoned his followers last time?"
Xiang Qingniu said: "How can this be abandonment? I know what you want to say. The brother said just now to fight with you, so you just shrank for a while and didn't dare to come out somewhere. The brother's words scared you away. , But did not really go to you, I'm afraid that this will find the King of Ming. "
He smiled at ease: "But he still left you."
Xiang Qingniu shook his head: "He was waiting for me in front."
I was silent and then lost my mind: "The King of Ming once said that in places like Zhongyuan where there is no faith and no awe, there will always be many paranoid devils. They act on their own, never thinking that this world needs an order, needs Someone stands at the highest point to give guidance. You are one of them, and it seems that the Dharma cannot influence you. "
Xiang Qingniu raised his hands, one fist and one hand to unfold: "Since it doesn't make sense, why do you say more? Now let's make a bet and see if you beat me first, or your brother killed Ming Wang first."
Freely sighed: "No one can kill King Ming, except King Ming himself."
"There is nothing absolutely impossible in this world."
Xiang Qingniu took a step forward fiercely, with a pale cyan light looming in the half-fisted fist, and then a long sword slowly formed in his hand. And in his open palm, two little fishes appeared to swim back and forth, one black and one white, staggered with each other but never collided.
Soon, the cyan sword in his right hand solidified, and the black and white Pisces swimming in his left hand grew faster and faster. A black and white circle gradually enlarged, appearing like a round shield.
Hold the sword in one hand and hold the shield in the other.
"Folly"
Freedom seemed very disappointed. He stood still, his hands closed, and holy white light appeared on his body. Then his body began to fly slowly, a giant white lotus under his feet was slowly blooming. After the white lotus petals bloomed, he sat down on his knees freely and floated in the air.
Such a means, if ordinary people saw it, they would be afraid to kneel down and worship. However, people such as Xiang Qingniu can naturally see that these seemingly magical and magical things are all supported by strong cultivation.
Xiang Qingniu snorted, and his right-handed sword stabbed forward, followed by Da Zizai, a small white lotus opened, just blocking Xiang Qingniu's sword gas. White Lotus and Jian Qi collided together, but there was no sound.
"Your sword is far worse than Yang Qi."
Xiang Qingniu slashed his sword: "It's enough to kill you!"
Immediately after the sword was split, a large sword suddenly appeared on the top of Dazuo's head, and it fell sharply. The gesture of great freedom changed slightly, a golden body Luohan suddenly appeared, a few meters tall, this golden body Luohan with his hands together just happened to clamp the giant sword, the sword issued a howling sound, still pressing down. The golden body Luo Han turned his arms, and the sword turned half a circle with the horizontal, the pale cyan glory of the sword became weaker and lighter.
"I guide you with compassion. You just don't listen, so I have to anger you with King Kong."
Freely stretched out his hand and pointed forward, the golden body Luo Han stepped forward fiercely and stepped on Xiang Qingniu fiercely.
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The Palace of the Ming Dynasty King is built on the cliff at the highest point of Dalun Temple. Outside the main entrance of this hall is the abyss. There are only a few stone steps that can be walked. Here the mountains are cold and piercing. Ordinary people can't say it, even if they look up from below, they will scare the cold sweat.
Yang Qi walked along the stone steps to the front of the Ming Palace, as if floating in the air.
He didn't move forward because an old monk was sitting in front of the palace of the Ming king.
The old monk seemed unable to tell the age because he was too old and too old. He was sitting there, and he couldn't keep his body upright. He needed to lean on the door frame to ensure that he would not fall down. His eyebrows dropped to his jaw, and his beard dropped under his belly, as white as snow on the Daxue Mountain.
The wrinkles on his forehead feel almost bottomless, like the abyss in front of the palace of the Ming king.
He seemed to be lethargic, eyes lowered.
However, it seems that this posture seems to be unguarded. Any major practitioner standing in front of him will find that there is no flaw in the old monk. The old and withered body was standing in the doorway, and the door seemed to be sealed without any gap. The old monk's body was thin, but like a mountain.
Yang Qizai took a closer look at the old monk and then couldn't help sighing with emotion: "I don't think there are people like you alive, it is difficult for the Buddha to tolerate you."
The old monk seemed to be awake, rubbing his eyes and looking at Yang Qi, his eyes were cloudy, and he could barely distinguish between black and white.
"There is always something special in this world."
He also carefully looked at Yang Qi: "Isn't it a special case for someone like you?"
Yang Qi asked, "You are the Buddha of previous generations?"
The old monk shook his head: "I don't remember ... It's good to be alive, but I also spent the energy to remember what those past events did. You can see at a glance that I was a Buddha, so you can't think of a Buddha in Dalun Temple. The son is alive, but you are puzzled. But I can see at a glance that you are a mortal body, the most common constitution in the world, just like the wolf knight soldiers under the herders and believers. Eye, but you have such a powerful cultivation, this is my puzzle. "
Yang Qidao: "You have lived so long, and some things have not been thoroughly understood ... you do not understand, the most powerful force in the world is actually ordinary."
The old monk frowned, then shook his head: "Nowhere."
Yang Qi seemed uninterested to continue, pointing to the door and saying, "I want to go in."
The old monk glanced back at the towering Ming Palace and shook his head: "I had to go in at the beginning, but I can't go in. Since I can't get in, how can I let you in?"
Yang Qi nodded, then took a step.
The old monk took a deep breath and tried his best to sit upright.
He clasped his hands and pronounced a Buddhist horn.
then
The sky on the palace of the Ming King began to change. The floating clouds were driven away by something. The sun appeared to be extremely dazzling from behind the clouds. The sun sprinkled down and everything was plated with gold. The old monk quickly stretched out under the sun, and it seemed that the wrinkles on his forehead were lighter.
The golden dome of Dalun Temple shines brightly in the sun, like Genting Temple.
"By God's power, condensed Dharma."
The old monk reached out and pointed to the sky, and then a dazzling golden light was drawn from the sky. The light was too dazzling. It really seemed that the old monk peeled off a glorious light from the sun. The golden light fell on the old monk's fingertips, and then quickly penetrated into his body. The old monk's body swelled at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. His wrinkled skin immediately became smooth, and the white eyebrows and beard fell off For a split second, he became a boy who looked like a god.
The golden light shrouded him all over, and his worn monk robe was burned by Jin Hui, and his body appeared, looking particularly young and strong.
So amazing.
The golden light opens the clouds, illuminating the entire Dalun Temple.
This old monk who has restored infinite vitality is bathed in golden light, and floats in front of the Ming King's palace like a god.
He looked down at Yang Qi outside the door and asked in a high-pitched tone: "Now do you know why I am still alive as a Buddha of previous generations? Because I can borrow Shenhui To fight with the power of God. God is behind me and I have infinite dharma. "
Yang Qi sighed slightly: "It's a pity ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Then he waved
Jin Guang froze, and then retreated like the tide, not only Jin Hui beside the old monk, but also Jin Hui who had already been integrated into his body, and quickly retreated. The speed visible to the naked eye became old and withered again.
It was only a momentary moment, and the old monk's eyes were wide and incredible.
"You ... you're just a mortal ... how can this be done?"
Yang Qi stepped forward, and the old monk's body was divided into two.
After passing through the two corpses, Yang Qi looked down and said seriously: "Because you don't know, the mortal who dominates the world is always the mortal in your mouth, and always will be. The in your eyes is the power you believe in. The source can borrow the power of your practice. But in my eyes, heaven is mortal, and I let it recede. Why not retreat? How dare you not retreat? "
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