The low voice of the Buddha, hiding a kind of grandeur that fills the universe, the stupa rises a curved rainbow, which is the Buddha light that only the great monks will have, and this rainbow-shaped Buddha light, full of transcendent charm, is obviously unusual. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

More than ten years ago, Shen Lian was trapped in the sea of blood, and it was a Buddha light that turned into a blood sea of resentment, causing fluctuations, that allowed him to get out, the owner of the Buddha light back then, and the owner of the Buddha sound today may be the same.

Shen Lian looked at the brilliant golden light path, anyone who saw it would have a yearning in his heart, and even he was no exception.

It's a pity that although Shen Lian yearns for it, he doesn't move.

"Don't you want to see the old monk? The Buddha's voice sounded out of thin air from Shen Lian's heart, and it didn't seem to pass through the material realm.

And in Shen Liandao's heart, the image of a monk also appeared, handsome, not very old, and his demeanor was still better than the original Venerable Baoyue.

Shen Lian understood that this was not as simple as mental projection, but related to the legendary spiritual retreat of Buddhism.

He was not surprised at all, and he was familiar with Lingbao Tianzun, even if the character of the Dao Master level was a little spiritual concrete, there was a unique and unique atmosphere, which alarmed the monk when he landed, Shen Lian took advantage of the situation to condense the sword, and slashed the monk in the past, and the image of the monk was without a trace.

There seems to be a gust of wind on the stupa on the mountain, and there is a murmuring bell when climbing, the eaves of the original stupa are full of wind chimes, those wind chimes are crisp, never less than thousands of Buddhas reciting the Buddha's name, when they enter Shen Lian's heart, with his fixed state, it will also be affected, and the spiritual treasure Tianzun that is visualized will dissipate together with the destruction of the fixed state.

Lingbao Tianzun is a transcendent Dao-like existence, and if he wants to destroy Shen Lian's visualization of Lingbao Tianzun's fixed state, it must be a self-sufficient legal principle, and he does not pretend to be the means of Taiyi Realm and Mahasattva.

Shen Lian smiled slightly and said, "Today is not timely, come and visit the master another day." ”

At the same time, his perception of Dajue Temple has dropped a level, obviously this so-called Jizo Sutra is an introduction, and it will directly attract the unfathomable monk to come out.

If Shen Lian arrives on the other side of the sea of blood today, I am afraid that there will be exactly the same situation.

He is naturally willing to meet Mahasattva-level people, but he will never passively meet them, if I don't have to die, even if I become an immortal and become holy, what fun is there at all.

Shen Lian had made up his mind, and he didn't show any nostalgia under his feet, and stepped back, but no matter how fast he was, the golden light path still didn't leave his feet three inches.

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, and the shore is in front of you, so why should the benefactor be obsessed. The monk's voice continued to sound, not tempting~ confused, but no matter how Shen Lian turned around, there was still a golden light path in front of him, and there were still mountains and stupas in front of him.

Shen Lian wanted to laugh, if King Xia knew that he was trapped now, he didn't know whether he was annoyed that he had lost this great opportunity to kill him, or he was glad that he didn't chase after him, so he didn't have to face the mysterious monk.

He wanted to laugh, but he didn't laugh, and said calmly: "If people seek the Buddha, they will lose the Buddha, if they seek the Tao, they will lose the Tao, if they seek liberation, they will lose their liberation, and the master will say that there is a shore in front of him, then it is not a shore, so why should I come." ”

"Good, good, the donor has this understanding of the Buddha's principles, and it is the person who is destined for the Buddha, and today the donor can't let the donor go. The monk's words were full of joy, and he should not be annoyed by Shen Lian's wonderful rebuttal in the slightest.

Shen Lian could hear the sincerity and kindness in the monk's words, but so what, if he took the initiative to go, he would go despite all odds, but now he couldn't go.

This can be said to be a kind of willfulness, and it can also be a manifestation of Shen Lian's firmness in his own thoughts and not being moved by external objects.

But since you want to refuse to go, you have to have a means to get out, the monk's supernatural powers, some similar to the Tianhe that I saw that time, are obviously similar to the Buddha in the palm of the hand, and the cultivation to the Taiyi realm, it is really not the heavenly fairy realm is far from comparable, this kind of use of the way of space, even if he can understand its reason, I am afraid that it will also be as if he wants to create a spirit can not be used.

Fortunately, he didn't need to use it, he just needed to figure out how to crack it.

The monks cast the spell, which is still far from being as good as the golden hairpin that used the golden hairpin to draw the heavenly river, the law is made from nature, without a trace, and it is as strong as a mysterious weapon that cannot find a way to deal with it.

Shen Lian has the supreme law in the world such as the Taixu Divine Strategy, which can be compared to the extraordinary Heavenly Immortal Realm, and his 'Life Restraint' Four Realms have long been known to him, and the 'System' Realm has even more insight into the reality of ten thousand laws, and he has recently become easy to do, and his eyesight is so high that it is almost the legendary Heavenly Eye.

Therefore, the flaws in the monk's supernatural powers, or the lack of strength, were glimpsed.

At this time, a blood cloud slowly floated out above the sea of blood, and there were twelve people standing on it, all of them with extraordinary expressions, among which the first one was holding the dust in his hand, and his Dao qi was fluttering, which was different from the other eleven, and his cultivation was obviously higher.

The Taoist who held the dust in his hand was the only one among them who did not have a sword, and the other eleven people all carried a sharp sword, exuding a pure killing aura, even if the blood sea was full of resentment, none of those floating resentful souls dared to approach the blood cloud.

The Taoist leader looked at Shen Lian on the shore of the Blood Sea, not far from the jungle, his face was full of excitement, and he said, "Senior Brother Chen is not bad, Senior Brother Shen, he is really here." ”

The eleven people behind them all looked solemn, they were tall, short, fat and thin, but they obviously practiced the same Taoist tricks and the same swordsmanship, although they were not deliberate, but they were also connected with each other.

One of them said: "Uncle Master, Uncle Zhang's old man's cultivation is thorough, and he is not under the master, why didn't he find us." ”

"That's true, it seems that Senior Brother Shen is in trouble, and the only one who can trouble him on the edge of the sea of blood is that monk, no wonder your master taught you to come over, it seems that you expected this situation, let's form a sword formation." The Taoist said lightly.

He swept away the dust, and when he boarded, the eleven swordsmen scattered in all directions, and the sword aura rushed into the sky, the killing intent was surging, and finally condensed into a cloud-colored sword cloud that reached the sky.

The sword cloud condensed, and the surrounding blood waves moved with it, surging with it.

Then the sword cloud stood solemnly, and eleven sword lights suddenly flew up, all of which merged into the sword cloud.

The Taoist chanted the incantation, the dust swayed, and the dust was swept downward, and the sword cloud swept in front of Shen Lian.

Only the sound of the void was heard, and a golden dragon flew out and bit straight towards the sword cloud.

Seeing this, the Taoist snorted coldly: "Sure enough, it is the monk's mighty Heavenly Dragon." ”

As soon as he threw the dust in his hand, it rose in the wind, and the speed was faster than the sword cloud, giving birth to thousands of threads, tying up the golden dragon, and then the sword cloud moved as lightly as a swimming fish, crossed the dragon, and arrived in the sky above Shen Lian.

At this time, a burst of Buddha light shattered, Shen Lian appeared in the sky, and there was a sword cloud in front of him, and he didn't have time to be surprised by the familiarity of the sword qi in it, so he forced himself to blow out a breath and face the sword cloud.

(To be continued.) )