In September, the preface belongs to the three autumns, and the mountains are red all over, and the sky is high and refreshing, which is a rare travel season.

Shaolin holds the world's martial arts cow ear, and is Buddhism Zen Buddhism, and does not occupy the entire mountain range as its own, prohibiting the entry and exit of firewood, hunters and medicine pickers, so there are often strong people in the depths of the mountain to catch poison and practice, and there are tourists from time to time in the front mountain, until after the half-mountain pavilion, close to the place where the courtyard is, there are deacon monks patrolling, refusing idle people and so on.

At this time, there is still some distance from the half-mountain pavilion, Hutu Ketu is the sound of birds chirping in his ears, he can see the white mist of the valley when he raises his eyes, he can see the evergreen wood of ten thousand years, he sees the red of a large area of maple leaves, and there are visitors from time to time on the side to climb or return, everything is so leisurely, see the true interest in the ordinary, so that he who has the title of "living Buddha" can't help but wander in the meantime, sigh the meaning of impermanence, enjoy the rare red dust purity, feel at ease.

This feeling made him restrain his breath, just like an ordinary old monk, like a tourist everywhere, ordinary and peaceful, comfortable, and without the slightest sense of the Dharma body, so that no one recognized or discovered that the "living Buddha" Hutuketu, who was the first on the list in the past, came to Shaolin.

At this moment, in this state, Hutuketu finally has a sense of mellow and completeness, which is the inner and outer clarity, purity and clarity that cannot be given by forty years of retreat and meditation, and the opportunity seems to be looming, and the epiphany seems to come at any time!

Step by step, Hutuketu's body and mind slowly improved, and he was no different from the tourists, and he was already able to foresee that he would push the feeling of mellow and complete to the peak when he arrived at the main gate of Shaolin, and there was no better enlightenment for the secret Buddhist lineage that emphasizes the power of the mind.

Because of this, when he first met on the way, he didn't care much about the man in the green robe with white sideburns and the sword-wielding woman in the goose yellow dress. Just like most of the tourists I met just now, although the sword-wielding woman is restrained and fierce, she is a rare powerhouse in the world, but in her own eyes, she is also an object that does not need to be paid attention to.

In this way, with a high spirit, he looked forward to accumulating confidence and momentum to break through the barriers through the victories of old "friends" and new "friends", and "carelessly" passed by them, and the other party did not seem to notice that the "living Buddha" of the world was passing by them.

Things were so perfect until this time, peaceful and peaceful. There were no surprises, everything was going according to expectations, and the future was shining brightly into the heart.

However, at this time, Hutu Ketu made a decision that affected the general trend of the world, and also completely reversed the trajectory of his expected life.

There was once a beautiful development in front of him, but he did not cherish it, and only when he lost it did he understand the importance of choice, and he needed to think carefully. Even if this choice seemed so insignificant at the time.

After passing shoulders with the man and the woman without incident, Hutuketu walked a few steps, and suddenly his heart moved, and he recognized which sect the special fierceness in the sword-wielding woman's aura belonged to.

Do you want to say hello? This insignificant choice appeared in his mind.

The matter is irrelevant. It's not the same as the importance of challenging empty news, so there's no need to say hello.

Anyway, it's just a trivial matter, and it happens to be a person related to the deceased, how can you not say hello. Brocade clothes walk at night, and in their current state, it is best to do something if you have a thought. Do not disturb the state of mind and destroy the state of complete roundness.

Two thoughts flashed at the same time, and Hutu Ketu made a choice in an instant, greeting the half-step Dharma body of the Sword Washing Pavilion, as for the blue-robed man beside her, it was insignificant.

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Zhi with a smile and said slightly:

"Lao Wei has not performed the rivers and lakes for many years, but I didn't expect that such talents were poured out in the Sword Washing Pavilion, and Zhou Taichong is okay now?"

Jiang Zhiwei and Meng Qi stopped, turned to look at this tall and thin ordinary old monk who was dressed like a Buddhist sect outside the Saiwai, he didn't feel it when he didn't pay much attention just now, but now when he looked at it again, he found that he had a light gold hidden under his dark skin, his eyes were glazed blue, and he had a strange charm that did not belong to the world or the real one, and compared with the Dharma height people he had seen, he didn't seem to be ordinary.

Dharmakaya Outer Buddha Gate Jiang Zhi glanced at Meng Qi thoughtfully, only to see him looking at the other party with a smile, quite appreciative, so he asked, "But the Living Buddha of the world, Venerable Hutu Ketu?"

"It's the old man. Hutu Ketu bowed slightly, "You have already been a half-step Dharma body at a young age, and you have a good talent in the Sword Washing Pavilion, although the old man has been in retreat for many years, but his own disciples often tell about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, why have you never heard of such a person?"

His tone was calm, and he didn't see the high-ranking people who were both good and evil.

"It turned out to be Hutu Ketu, no wonder I didn't even notice his extraordinaryness when he was immersed in the mystical realm just now and completely restrained his momentum. Meng Qichuan sighed with emotion.

Jiang Zhi nodded slightly and replied: "He is the last generation of the sect master of secret Buddhism, I have fought with his disciple Wheel Living Buddha, their vein is the first to focus on spiritual power and spiritual tempering, cultivating the "Three Worlds Ming Wang Jue", the martial arts are closer to the supernatural powers, can pull people directly into the spiritual world to fight, after all kinds of horrors, if you are not careful, you will get lost, and completely sink into the 'hell' ......"

She told Meng Qi all about her experience of fighting, and did not answer Hutuketu's questions, because she knew that Meng Qi would speak.

Meng Qi looked at Hutu Ketu with a smile and arched his hand: "It turned out to be a living Buddha in the world, I don't know why I came to Shaolin?"

His aura slowly emanated, like an eye of the sea, a place of chaos that could never-ending spew out sea water or give birth to all things.

Hutu Ketu's glass-like blue gaze flickered, and his attention was completely shifted from Jiang Zhiwei's body.

It turned out to be a Dharma body!

I casually said hello to the disciples of the Sword Washing Pavilion and encountered the Law Body!

And it's a Dharmakaya that I don't know at all!

As for the half-step, he thought to himself that he might not pay much attention to it because of the retreat and healing, and it was normal that he didn't know it, but how many Dharma Bodies were there? Each of them was a force that could influence the situation in the world, so how could he ignore it?

"I don't know where the donor is sacred?" Hutuketu took the initiative to retreat from his mellow and complete state.

His psychic hunch told him that this was a very formidable enemy, and that he should be better than an empty heard.

Meng Qi didn't answer, but said with a smile: "The Living Buddha is hostile to the Central Plains, and when I came to Shaolin, I am afraid that I will not go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so I have to challenge the abbot of Kongwen?"

"Exactly. Hutuketu replied calmly, this is the self-confidence accumulated by the first place in the past years.

Meng Qi's hands naturally drooped, his skin was white, like a warm jade carving, his eyes seemed to contain thunder, and he looked at the strange pupils like the cyan glass of Hutu Ketu, and said with a slight smile: "In this case, why don't you learn from the Living Buddha for the abbot of Kongwen?"

"Good!" Hutuketu did not show the slightest weakness, and was full of confidence.

Although he had a hunch that the other party was very strong and terrifying, his "Three Worlds Ming Wang Jue" also broke through the shackles and was completely completed, and he was expected to attain the Bodhisattva Fruit, and his cultivation and means were more and more beyond normal imagination, and he needed a powerful enemy to stimulate all his power!

In his hand, there is a black wheel painted with strange patterns and inlaid with the seven treasures of Buddhism, and when he holds it in his hand, it seems to be holding a big sun.

The heavens and the earth changed suddenly, the beautiful scenery of the mountains around Meng Qi disappeared, and the Shaolin monastery in the sense also disappeared.

Hutu Ketu stood in mid-air, showing the "golden body of the third Ming King", with three sides and eight arms, the whole body was cyan, there was an invisible fire burning, the palms of the hands were different seals, and there was a strange and deep feeling in the solemn and sacred.

"The Third Ming King Wheel. Hutu Ketu made a loud voice and introduced the divine soldier in his hand.

The "fall" of the golden body of the third Ming King is not the descent of the landing, but the surrender of the surrender, which can descend to the past and the present in the next life of the three generations of greed and resentment, the best at the power of the heart and spirit, is the incarnation of the Ming King of the East, just like the Fudo Ming King is the incarnation of the Ming King of the Great Ri Rulai, it is said that it happens to restrain each other with the Great Freedom Son of Heaven, so many of the statues of the Three Ming Kings will be placed at the foot of the statue of the Great Freedom of the Son of Heaven.

Because of this, the Son of Heaven is a fantasy into reality, and the third Ming King is to pull people directly into the fantasy and into the spiritual world, such a battle is really unpredictable, and sometimes the victory or defeat is only related to their own spiritual cultivation, and has nothing to do with the actual realm!

At this moment, Meng Qi had already been pulled into his heart and spiritual world by Hutu Ketu with the help of the Third Ming King Wheel!

Here, Hutuketu is the master, and within a certain range, the mind will appear if it thinks something! (To be continued......

PS: I originally wanted to finish this chapter of the battle, but there are still one or two thousand words of content, and it will be delayed until eight o'clock to update, so, let's update it first, and continue tomorrow.