At the same time as the eight-character oath appeared on the surface of the lake, the refreshing fragrance suddenly spread, and the melodious bell chime came from nowhere, lingering in the ears. In the sutra hall, all the Buddhists chanted and recited the Jizo Bodhisattva Sutra in unison.

Words are not enough to describe, only immersive can we experience, at this moment the bright lake, Buddhism boundless, sacred boundless!

Su Jing and Xiang Liu glanced at each other, and the expressions of the two little demon monks were a little strange, and they had exactly the same thoughts: If I don't know the truth, I'm afraid I will worship sincerely.

You can't blame others for being confused, just because there is not the slightest flaw in this 'Chatianmo', who can see through it!

The strange expression flashed, Su Jing sighed, shook his head, and a little helplessness appeared on his face, then stopped, turned around, sank his feet under the lake with a slightly heavy body, and followed the trot all the way, Xixi waded into the water in a hurry, and waded back to the place where the monk wished to really 'stepped' out.

After that, Su Jing scattered those eight words.

Mo said that there were a large group of cultivators on the lake, more than 100 monks in ancient temples, and even Xiao Xiangliu couldn't help but squint at Su Jing.

If you are not convinced, you can use your skills to let others see your methods and practices. How can there be two students like Su Jing together, one wrote a volume full of good words, and the other was not happy, and picked up the pen to draw flowers with the other party's ink treasure, which is probably what it means.

I wish to be a high-ranking monk, only smiling slightly, not scolding, and not caring.

Scattered the eight words of wishing for the truth, the little demon monk was much happier, returned to his companion and continued to move forward, suddenly. A few small flames rose from his feet: his boots were wet from wading in the water, and he was now making a fire and baking them carefully.

The little demon monk has a scar on his head, wears a monk's robe, and looks like a monk, but the shoes on his feet are not monks, but a pair of soft-soled fast boots, and the boots are actually embroidered on the waist

No matter what tricks he does, no one can afford him! Most of the eyes of the people are looking at Yuan Zhen, and there is a secret admiration in their eyes; in addition, there are many cultivators who are active and have good knowledge, and they have set their eyes on the first of the other four courtyards beside the abbot, and the other few are not bad. Think about their Dharma names: compassion, action, wisdom, compassion, and wish. It is the name of the five bodhisattvas.

May you truly cultivate the essence of the true Dharma of the Great Wish Jizo Bodhisattva. What about the other four?

Pondering, looking, and suddenly taken aback! I hadn't paid attention to it before, but at this moment, everyone realized that at some point, behind the first seat of the four courtyards, on the water. It also shows the reflection of the true spirit:

Behind the sad monk. The Great Pessimistic Guanyin Bodhisattva mounts the Golden Retriever roars; The Great Wisdom Manjushri Bodhisattva mounts the Qingmao Lion, behind the Xingzhen Monk, the Daxing Fuxian Bodhisattva mounts the six-tusked white elephant, and behind the Monk Cizhen there is no True Spirit Mount, but a Bodhi Tree is reflected. Legend has it that the Great Compassion Maitreya Bodhisattva is also like the Buddha, enlightened under the Bodhi tree!

No one can help but be shocked, knowing that the Sky Treasure Temple is extraordinary, but before seeing it with their own eyes, who would have imagined that it would be so extraordinary.

The first of the five major courtyards has cultivated to the essence of the five bodhisattvas, so what will the presiding abbot cultivate?

Just when the hearts of the people were in doubt, there was another vision on the lake!

Among the two little demon monks, the one with a cold face and no smile suddenly became two: he stepped out in one step, one step at a time. But 'he' stayed where he was.

The 'former' monk Xiangliu walked out, and the 'last' monk Xiangliu stayed in place.

And the Xiangliu in front of him did not stop, one step at a time, and one more Xiangliu was left behind him to take seven steps forward, leaving seven people behind him!

Each one is a willow, but the expression is different, whether it is angry or laughing, fierce or kind.

He couldn't help it, the evil temple didn't make a move, but he raised his power again and again, if he didn't come up with some means, he would be a little unable to take a step.

The eight real bodies of the net worth are lined up and stride forward. However, the 'Lishan Sword Robe Xiangliu' has not appeared, and now it is a matter between monks, and those who have hair do not need to come out.

One Xiangliu, eight monks!

At first glance, the eight of them were all ordinary monks, but the true life and body of the Golden Jade Bodhisattva were shrouded in their own Buddha incense! Some of them in the scripture hall were high monks, major repairs, and giant demons, and when they saw the bearing of the eight monks, they couldn't help but take a light breath.

Ordinary cultivators or demons can't see the Buddha rhyme of the little demon monk, but at least they can know that eight bodies are eight lives, and a monster with eight lives can be an ordinary person.

Eight people shook their hands, four murder weapons and four musical instruments, each holding one each, the refined treasure of the third king of Shura, as soon as he got his hands, the evil spirit skyrocketed! The eight Xiangliu demon monks, the Buddha statues on their bodies were dense, and the blood in their hands was full of blood, and they were also good, evil, and still evil!

Seeing the eight monks, everyone just gasped lightly, and when the 'Xiangliu' magic weapon was in their hands, everyone exclaimed in a low voice.

Xiao Xiangliu showed his potential.

The 3,000 people who entered the scripture hall first probably understood: why did the abbot of the Silent Realm bring the demon monks who came to the ancient temple to make trouble, because they had the capital to come to the Motiansha to make trouble, so they naturally had the qualifications to meet the abbot.

The cold-faced demon monk demonstrated, and the little demon monk with a hippie smiling face who was walking with him was still making a fire and roasting his boots, I have to say that his fire was playing well, the flames were visible to the naked eye, rolling back and forth rapidly, and only transpiring water would not burn his boots.

Xiao Xiangliu looked sideways at Su Jing: "You really don't move, it's not like you." ”

As soon as the words fell, suddenly, a finch with bright fur and the size of a pigeon appeared on Su Jing's shoulder.

There is no shortage of people who know the goods in the scripture hall, and when they saw the finch, someone immediately shouted: "Xuanyu!"

A drop of saliva can poison a Yuan Shen overhaul, and a feather is enough to poison a highly poisonous bird with a similar sect, Xuanyu!

Whispering to the cultivator's side, there is a fellow senior brother, and the senior brother whispered contemptuously: "Although Xuanyu is strong, it is still a lot worse than the five Bodhisattvas of the Sky Treasure Moment." It's not a realm thing at all, it's not like it."

Before he finished speaking, the senior brother suddenly closed his voice - it was obvious that he was fascinated by the sound transmission, and the little demon monk who was shouldering the Xuanlu actually looked over. Could it be that he could get it?

Su Jing smiled and nodded to the pair of secret brothers, and at the same time, his big sleeves shook slightly, and a long black stick was held in his hand.

The long stick smacked lightly on the water, and there was a loud 'bang' like a muffled drum!

The water rippled and rippled in circles, and when the water surface returned to calm, a shadow also appeared behind Su Jing and in the water of Rujing Lake.

Just like those Bodhisattva's true spirit mounts, they don't see the true form of the big beast, but only the dragon reflected in the water!

A golden, Dharma protector, a dragon!

A furious golden dragon with teeth and claws, dragon whiskers, and golden scales all around!

There is a dragon in the Great Sage, urging a small spell to project it into the water. In terms of Su Jing's cultivation, it is not even a matter of raising hands.

There was a bang on the ground. But as soon as the noise started, Su Jing, who was walking on the water, slapped the long stick in his hand lightly, and the loud bang suppressed all the noisy sounds, and a shadow appeared in the water:

Kun!

The figure is not fully unfolded. The fish of the northern underworld that only lasts thirty zhang. Fish ancestor in the sea. Kun.

A dragon and a kun, two huge water shadows swayed and swam, following behind Su Jing. The uproar that had just been suppressed by the muffled sound swelled. And Su Jing kept moving, and the long stick in his hand hit the water with a bang for the third time

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south. ”

Without warning, a Buddha horn was neat and vast.

Without warning, seventeen monks, each holding a long stick, appeared behind Su Jing. It's not a reflection of the seventeen monks again.

Each monk holds a stick in one hand, and in the other hand: someone is holding a bowl, someone is holding a tota, someone is holding a lion cub, someone is gouging out his ears, someone is wiping his long eyebrows, and one is opening his heart as if opening a cabinet door

Raise a bowl Arhat!Tota Arhat!Laughing Lion Arhat!Ear-digging Arhat!Long eyebrow Arhat!Happy Arhat Seventeen monks, plus the smiling little demon monk, are clearly eighteen Arhats!

The eighteen arhats who follow the Buddha's decree and reside in Shijie Kuang to protect the world.

There is no need to prove, no need to show the Fa, just look at it to know that they are, really, must be the Eighteen Arhats!

Su Jing received a change from his joyful arhat baguette, and the seventeen garudas were also able to receive the true form of arhat from the baguette. This is the magic of the real Ferris temple treasure, don't say that the surrounding cultivators, even the abbot of the evil Buddha can't see through it.

And at this moment, looking at the smile of the little demon monk, how can there be half a point of frivolity, that smile comes from the heart of the wisdom is infinite, if it is not really happy, you can't laugh, smile, rong.

"The demons are eliminated, Yuyu clarifies, raises his hands to celebrate, and his heart is full of joy. "Su Jing sings softly and slowly, Luohan is happy, Su Jing is happy!

What about the Golden Dragon, what about the Giant Kun, and what about the Eighteen Arhats?

The commotion suddenly exploded, and it could no longer be suppressed.

Who could have imagined it, who would dare to imagine it. Among the demons of the West Sea, how could there be such an overhaul of the Shi family.

Also, the two demon monks are here to make trouble, so if the two sides really want to fight, is it the Eighteen Arhats Fighting Bodhisattvas?!

It's not over yet.

Someone finally discovered that at some point on the surface of the lake, lotus flowers rose, and the buds were full and about to bloom. Just now, everyone was distracted by Su Jing's three pauses, and no one paid attention to where the lotus came from.

However, it is not difficult to trace, one after another lotus buds are still growing, the source is at the feet of Su Jing, he steps, he moves forward, every time he pulls his feet away, a budding lotus flower will be born under his feet.

This spell is good-looking, but in terms of realm, it is really nothing, as if the general played with a wooden piece of big knife after pulling out the eight hundred catties of iron bow, compared to the means that Su Jing just showed, stepping on some lotus flowers from the lake, it is not worth mentioning.

Just when everyone was not knowing why, Su Jing paused for the fourth time, and there was a familiar 'bang'.

The one hundred and eight lotus buds that he stepped on bloomed with his stick! It was at this moment that the light burst out in the sky, and the sound of Sanskrit singing rolled like thunder! Every lotus flower opened, and a golden light shot out from it to the nine heavens, and the golden rays in the flowers projected the blue sky, and it was impressive: five Buddhas, four paramitas, sixteen bodhisattvas, twelve offerings, five Sahasrara kings, and sixteen vajra

A flower blooms at the foot of Sujing, and a Buddha is reflected in the blue sky!

The big lake was silent, don't say that the noise before, that is, the sound of breathing no longer exists, and it is impossible to tell whether they are stunned or lost, everyone is stunned, and they only know that they are staring at Su Jing.

One hundred and eight lotus, one hundred and eight gods and Buddhas.

Please move the Buddha's shadow to cast on the lotus, there is no such spell in the world!

This is the Bodhi fruit that can only be cultivated by thousands of years of penance in the Buddha's hall and clear enlightenment! The simplest truth is that the lotus flower is holy, the Buddha is even more holy, and only the true Buddha in the heart can invite the Buddha to bloom.

Su Jing is still moving forward.

Lotus every step of the way, flowers, blooms, sees, Buddha...... (To be continued.) )