Two lone figures were clinging to the Qianren cliff. The sound of the howling wind was ringing in their ears, and it was constantly blowing around their bodies. Every blow brought a sharp and heart-piercing pain. It seemed that they had exerted enough energy. Drilling in, along the skin texture and bone veins, cutting the person into a fragmented puddle of flesh.
Whenever this strange wind passes through their skin, the exposed limbs of the two people seem to be suffering from hot wind, cold disease, or covered with leprosy and malignant swelling. They alternately feel the terror of extreme cold and extreme heat. The experience, which seems to be endless for life after life, is nothing compared to the near-death experience caused by these strange winds.
The endurance of pain seemed to be endless. When Luo Shuang'er opened her eyes in pain, the first thing that caught her eye was a pair of slender palms. The five fingers spread out and grasped her arms firmly, saving her from the desperate situation of being shattered into pieces. Come out, and the other end of the arm is clinging to the steep and almost vertical rock, like ten thousand years of vines growing on the edge of the cliff, tightly protecting itself.
Luo Shuang'er was startled for a moment, and some memories began to spread.
The last impression in her mind was that she was pushed off a cliff with her back turned, but neither anger nor hatred could bring her anger, and she could not lift up any strength in her body. She only felt extremely weak and powerless, as if all her martial arts skills had been exhausted. Gone missing.
She had not yet woken up from the dizziness of being in the abyss. Fortunately, she immediately felt the hand holding her arm tightly, and there seemed to be an extremely slight tremor.
Just like an Amazon butterfly flapping its wings, the slight but uncontrollable trembling of the palms gradually spreads through his body and becomes an extremely clear sway, allowing his feet to swing this way and that above the bottomless abyss. , just like withered grass in the mountains or candles blown by the wind, they may fall into pieces at any time.
"you're awake?"
Hearing the soft voice coming from above, Luo Shuang'er's pale and delicate face was happy at first, and then stunned.
The change of mood was so sudden that Luo Shuang'er had no room to react. Then, she felt a surge of magma rising in her heart until it filled her head, neck and facial features. An irresistible blush flew to her cheeks, and soon Even the base of his ears and neck were feeling hot.
It was like this for another half-quarter of an hour before those unbearable memories burst out of her mind, like a rolling torrent. The more they were blocked, the more they came out. Her mind was filled with all the things she had said before without knowing why. His shy words made his whole body tremble, and he swayed more violently and obviously on the cliff.
There was even a moment when Luo Shuang'er felt that if she threw her hands away and jumped down, she might be a little happier.
"What's going on? Do you want to remain innocent in this world?"
The voice above was still rising and falling, with a touch of unforgettable teasing in its gentleness, but the hand holding her tightened, "Don't be stupid, I jumped off the cliff just to save you. If you can't think about it, Yeah, I feel really bad about it."
Luo Shuang'er felt her heart warm. At this time, she had already recalled the decisive scene of the two people facing each other with swords in the dense forest. Her moves were all aimed at the opponent's vital points. She would not give up until she took her life. But life and death The other party was actually willing to sacrifice his life to save him, could it be possible...
"Do you really have... in your heart..."
Perhaps it was due to the influence of her previous inner demons, but she didn't realize something was wrong until she spoke half a sentence as loudly as a mosquito gnat, and quickly closed her mouth.
But the gentle voice above suddenly reached her ears.
"Don't you still know where you are in my heart? Look carefully at the abyss under your feet. Do you think I'm going through fire and water for you?"
Luo Shuang'er looked down shyly when she heard the words. At first glance, there was only a vast mist shrouding the mountains. Then below, there was a gloomy haze. She didn't know that there were thousands of feet in danger, and there were endless strange winds that took away the soul. , was about to cut himself apart, and his eyes were stung so much that he almost shed tears.
Luo Shuang'er tried again and again, but still found nothing: "I...I can't see clearly..."
The voice above seemed to suddenly realize, and said to Luo Shuang'er: "I was negligent - you put your hand into my arms, grab the box in your hand and look at it again."
Luo Shuang'er hesitated for a moment, and finally stretched out her hand according to the upward force of her palm, inserted her wrist into the other person's sleeve, and grabbed an exquisite brocade box, she was extremely confused and wanted to hear the next step of guidance.
But at the moment when she pulled her wrists out of her sleeves, her eyes, which were originally looking at everything in a hazy state, suddenly captured a clear, pure and peerless light, which was divided into seven colors and pierced through the heavy haze. , it seems that it only takes a moment to illuminate the most dim and dark corners of the world.
But for some reason, as the peerless light bloomed in the palm of her hand, the invasion of cold and heat brought by the strange wind, and the pain of leprosy and malignant swelling became more and more intense. Under the stimulation, Luo Shuang'er hurriedly clenched her palms, for fear that such a treasure would be lost due to her temporary inactivity. Observe the deep valley
——But even though the brocade box was tightly grasped by her palms, the infinite treasure light was irresistibly displayed in front of her eyes from the moment she touched the brocade box, and it was still radiating through her palms, so that the skin and flesh of Luo Shuang'er's palms were like Disappear, you can even see the exquisite and clear bones and blood vessels.
"This is the most precious Buddhist Mani Pearl. If you put it in turbid water, the water will be pure. If you put it in the turbid mind, the mind will be purified. It can make the dark bright, cool when it is hot, and warm when it is cold. It can also cure hot wind. , cold disease or leprosy, malignant swelling and other kinds of suffering."
The voice from above came, saying something completely opposite to Luo Shuang'er's experience, but the tone was so sure that no one could question it, "You must want to ask why the situation is opposite to what I said, right?"
Luo Shuang'er nodded, then lowered her head thoughtfully, murmuring: "Is there... something wrong here?"
"Exactly. As the monks said, Jizu Mountain is the kingdom of the Buddha, and the Yin of Jizu Mountain is the realm of the devil. Everything related to Buddha seems to go in the opposite direction here, but have you ever thought about it? , since what we see and hear are demonic obstacles, then no matter how true this is, it is just the dark side of bodhicitta. Once you change your mind and obey your attachments, you will really cut off your good roots and become a clarification, and then There is no turning back.”
The pain in the body is not only the malice of Jizu Shanyin, but also the warning of Mani Orb. Anyone who has seen the infinite magical effects of Mani Orb will never doubt something that is true. Perhaps this is the ultimate goal of enlightenment. the truth.
"I have another guess. Holding on to demons will cause damage to demons, knowing demons will help the mind to be liberated, and realizing that demons are empty means breaking the Dharma. I suspect that the fundamental method practiced by Dharma King Miaobao is not the Six Dharmas of Naruto, but the ability to kill. , beating, expelling, suppressing, and destroying external demons! Not only did he take away certain secrets from the Avatamsaka Repentance, he also took away certain knowledge from your mind, completing his transformation from human beings to The key link in the transformation of non-human beings..."
"Is the law illegal? Humans are inhumane?"
Luo Shuang'er listened to the story infatuatedly, and suddenly followed Jiang Wen's eyes and looked down the cliff. The vastness that prevented her from seeing the reality had completely dissipated. At this time, under her feet was a withered and pale mist and sorrowful clouds, which were still clinging to her. The clothes lingered around her, and the scene below had exceeded the upper limit of her "eyes" as an organ.
Looking from a distance, the dense forests in the shade of Jizu Mountain are towering. The green mountains and plains are swaying in the wind, and flowers are blooming. As the sight travels through the forest, the eyes unconsciously fall into the infinite scenery, staring at the belated, intoxicating, and influx of flowers. The beauty of movement.
But as the colorful light shone all over, the trees turned into dead bones, the grass blades turned into rotten skin, and countless stumps and broken arms were piled up layer by layer under the cliff, providing a steady stream of nutrients for the land here.
Some of these corpses were wearing monks' robes and hats, some were wearing iron helmets and Tang armor, and there were countless corpses of men and women in gorgeous wedding clothes. There were also skinny miners wrapped in rags, just like this layer by layer. One layer until this desolate cliff is covered.
In this veritable mountain of corpses and sea of blood, there are vibrations rising from time to time, like waves rolling in, and waves stirring. From a distance, the spectacular scene looked like waves in the forest, but finally its true appearance was revealed under the illumination of the Mani orb. The strong smell of corpses made people dizzy. It spread everywhere as the gas expanded and fermented, but it smelled like the Emperor's car. The shelves were loaded with abalones, but they could not cover up the stench that could not be caused by the dead.
This stinking, rotten, and terrifying smell as vast as the sea clearly indicates that there is an ancient behemoth hidden under this land that has not yet appeared. It is in the eternal and eternal world of neither life nor death. With the deepest malice towards this world.
"Sister Shuang, these are the dead people of this land, and their resentment cannot be dissipated. I suspect that as early as the thirteenth year of Tang Tianbao, Nanzhao Ge Luofeng defeated the Tang army in the Tianbao War, and finally hid the bones here They were in the valley, and then they hypocritically erected the "Nanzhao Dehua Monument" in an attempt to surrender, but it was a pity for these soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country."
"People like you and me who fight monsters should also be careful not to become monsters, because when you stare into the abyss from a distance, the abyss stares into you."
Jiang Wen's voice came slowly, and the Mani Orb was still shining brightly, illuminating everything around it, "If you continue to look at it like this, you will also look like
Luo Shuang'er looked down and saw a figure about one foot in size, like a dark light, floating in the void like a mayfly. Looking at the shape again, it was clear that he looked like a man of eleven or twelve years old. The child is closing his eyes tightly and sucking his fingers, drifting back and forth in the blink of an eye, as fast as lightning, but his expression is extremely complex and changeable. It seems that all kinds of pain and joy are born and disappear in the blink of an eye, one after another without a moment. stop.
"What is that? Do you know? It is the bardo body of the Dharma King Miaobao. The appearance of this bardo body will remain at the age of twelve. If he does not meet the red and white Bodhisattva and is reincarnated as a human being, even if he meets the wind blowing on his skin It all hurts like a sword slicing your body.”
"What's more, he can also hear extremely terrifying sounds, or the sound of the explosion of the universe at the end of the tribulation, the sound of tribulation fire burning everything in the universe, the sound of tribulation wind shattering the universe, the sound of floods and mudslides destroying the universe. Fear can never cut off."
Jiang Wen looked at Luo Shuang'er with lingering fear, "If we fall a little more, I'm afraid we will become such a pitiful bardo and never be able to escape from this land..."
At this time, whether it was a dark valley or a cliff, it was suddenly shaken by an earthquake. Countless rocks rolled in and unreasonably hit Jiang Wen, who was clinging to the mountain wall. He was immediately disgraced and embarrassed, but Jiang Wen's face was expressionless. He looked up solemnly, without blinking at all, as if he had made a great determination.
But even so, Jiang Wen still stood resolutely in front of Luo Shuang'er, preventing her from letting a speck of dust get in her way.
"earthquake?!"
This thought flashed through Luo Shuang'er's mind, but she noticed that the trembling in Jiang Wen's hands seemed to be getting more serious at this time.
Luo Shuang'er suddenly remembered that Jiang Wen had endured severe pain all over his body and managed to steady himself on the cliff. But looking at Jiang Wen's appearance now, it was obvious that he no longer had the strength to climb up except to hold on to himself.
Luo Shuang'er also wanted to summon up some energy to help Jiang Wen, but there was no internal energy left in her body, as if it had been swallowed up by a bottomless pit, and she could not provide any help. She instantly understood that if she continued like this, the final outcome would probably be one death.
"Brother Wen, let me go."
Luo Shuang'er said resolutely, "Your internal injuries have never healed. If you continue like this, when your true energy is exhausted, we will all die here. As long as you can survive..."
Jiang Wen interrupted Luo Shuang'er unreasonably.
"What nonsense are you talking about! If I'm the only one who goes up there alive, what's the point of everything I've done today?!"
Hearing Jiang Wen's voice, and noticing that his hand holding her arm became firmer, Luo Shuang'er's heart, which had already turned into frost, instantly melted into a pool of spring water, creating endless ripples. Don't know how to reply.
"But...I..."
Jiang Wen also seemed to realize that he was too tough, and in a flash he showed full patience and gentleness. His body seemed to squeeze out some strength again, trying hard to climb up to prove his words.
"Sister Shuang, there is nothing but..."
Jiang Wen bent and stretched to gather strength, and stepped on the cliff with his left foot to gain strength, but only stepped on a piece of gravel.
"I know you have been reluctant to listen to me and don't believe everything I say..."
Unwilling to be reconciled, Jiang Wen tried again, holding Luo Shuang'er tightly with one hand and pressing her body against the rock mass, trying to pull her to a higher place.
"But there is something I have always wanted to say to you, but I couldn't find a good opportunity..."
For some reason, Luo Shuang'er felt that Jiang Wen's palm holding his arm had a strange tingling feeling, and her body gradually became so soft that she couldn't even lift a finger.
"Today we live and die together, just listen to what I have to say, okay?"
Feeling the power coming from her arm, which was as firm and reliable as a mountain standing in front of her, Luo Shuang'er lowered her head shyly, held Jiang Wen's arm with her palm, and replied in a voice like a gnat: "Well, Brother Wen, I am Listening, tell me..."
Jiang Wen seemed to take a deep breath, made great determination, and said to Luo Shuang'er with extremely affectionate eyes.
"Have you ever heard of Dawang Peak in Wuyi Mountain?"
Seeing Luo Shuang'er showing an expression that looked like dementia, Jiang Wen took the opportunity to speak quickly.
"The mountains and rivers there are beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. The Wuyi sect located on the mountain has an elegant campus environment, complete teaching facilities, and first-class teachers. It is currently cultivating a large number of martial arts elites. It will be a lifelong regret to miss a day..."
For some reason, Jiang Wen seemed to vaguely hear some strange freezing sound nearby, but when Luo Shuang'er remained silent and did not speak, he dismissed everything as an auditory hallucination caused by Zaijizu Shanyin.
But when he looked carefully, he discovered that there was a trace of blood flowing from the corner of Luo Shuang'er's mouth, and the palm that was holding him gradually loosened, and then he even rolled his eyes.
"Oops! Could it be that I didn't control the strength of the inhalation power into my body, which caused her to suffer from internal injuries and fainted?"
Worried, Jiang Wen quickly withdrew the Beiming Divine Art.
He had just relied on the magical effect of Beiming Magic to extract the vast "Hanshan Qi" from Luo Shuang'er's body, and introduced it into his body to forcibly suppress the internal Qi and internal injuries that were constantly rebelling, helping him regain his ability to move.
At this time, Jiang Wen's expression was as profound as that of Yue Yuan standing alone. He breathed in like a dragon drinking water, and exhaled like a tiger crossing a mountain. His internal organs were constantly vibrating, emitting the dragon's roar and the tiger's roar. He seemed to be cleaning the turbid air from the five organs and replacing the yin and yang of heaven and earth. , the acupoints all over the body are also opened one after another, and a steady stream of true energy is delivered to the limbs and bones!
Since Luo Shuang'er's internal strength is exhausted, the rest is up to me - Jiang Wen thought.
The cliff that ordinary people would be horrified at just one glance seemed to be no problem at all in Jiang Wen's eyes. After recovering his martial arts, he turned one hand into a claw, and inserted his five fingers into the rock with a dragon claw posture. His palm was like a peerless sword that could cut through gold and jade.
Afterwards, Jiang Wen unreasonably walked up the broken rocks, dragging Luo Shuang'er who was unconscious from anger, and climbed up the mountain faster and faster.
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Dharma King Miaobao stood in front of the Huashou Chongyan. The unsettling aura on his body became even stronger. The indescribable ferocious appearance condensed through his body and turned into a yue knife raised high in the sky. The blood-stained skull vessel seemed to be in his hand. The ferocious and mighty god.
From beginning to end, Dharma King Miaobao did not say a word, but at this moment it seemed that the whole world was dominated by him. Even the sunshine in the sky was dyed with wisps of black air. It seemed that some dark things in Jizushanyin were being led by him. Then, it began to spread and invade towards the sun-drenched other side of Jizu Mountain.
Master Anren and Pinzhao leaned against the towering and solid Huashou Rock, because now only a trace of clear light from the sky remains in the direction of the Huashou Chongmen, and more importantly, only the Huashou Stone Gate has stood still for hundreds of millions of years. , can still give them some meager courage to face the invasion of darkness.
"Uncle Grand Master, we... what should we do..."
The prayer flags hanging on both sides of Huashou Chongyan were blown by the strong wind, and the strong winds of the whole world were condensed here. Pinzhao looked up and was shocked to find that the Dharma King Miaobao had shortened the distance between them at some point. distance.
At this time, even though the person in front of him still maintained his human appearance, he could not hide the strong sense of disobedience. The path he was about to walk seemed to be covered with a thick layer of death. The differences appeared clearly before their eyes.
"Uncle Taishi, the Dharma King seems to be... warning us to leave..."
Dharma King Miaobao walked very slowly, leaving no footprints with each step, and his body did not sway or tremble in the slightest. It was as if he was not crossing the narrow road from the edge of the cliff to Huashou Rock with his footsteps, but with his footsteps. It was the entire world in front of him that was being forcibly dragged by him like a scroll. That's why he kept his body motionless, but everything was approaching him inexplicably!
Master Anren's old body was full of vigilance. In Pinzhao's eyes, he was like a panicked old leopard, trying his best to inspire Yu Yong to deal with the attack, but the mottled and loose skin could not hide the dejection. His appearance It's more like meaninglessly intimidating the mountains and rivers.
"This is the Kingdom of Heaven and Buddha and the City of Earth. No matter what kind of evil heretic you are, don't even think about making trouble here!"
Master Anren's words were resounding, and they were the confidence brought by the pure and firm faith in his heart. It was only now that Pinzhao remembered his identity as a monk, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed by his wavering heart.
The two were more than ten feet apart. Master Anren looked at Miaobao Dharma King angrily. At this time, the other party's body suddenly encountered some unknown obstacles, especially when he was ten feet away from the Huashou Gate. The mobile card is stuck in front of a pass that is incomprehensible to the naked eye. I can only see futile steps but no progress at all.
Pinzhao looked at the scene in front of him with great confusion, fear and confusion intertwined in his heart, but he could also vaguely sense that the Dharma King Miaobao was desperately trying to get close to the ordinary rock gate behind him.
Unfortunately, the short-lived peace did not last long, and the progress of His Holiness Miaobao changed again!
Suddenly, Dharma King Miaobao sat cross-legged on the ground, stretched out his hands, and placed his right hand on his right knee with his fingers touching the ground. He raised the other hand to his eyes and visualized the light of the invisible prayer wheel in his hand. Taken together, there is also the blessing and specialness of all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. As the two achievements are integrated into the prayer wheel, infinite magic power will be released.
Master Anren's heart jumped suddenly, and he immediately felt something was wrong. As the fingers of Dharma King Miaobao touched the ground and the invisible prayer wheel began to rotate in the opposite direction, the entire Jizu Mountain instantly fell into an indescribable tremor. In the midst of the storm, he and Pin Zhao were swaying left and right and almost fell down.
In the midst of this earth-shattering shock, Dharma King Miaobao stood up again and actually broke through the invisible barrier, slowly closing the distance to Huashou Rock.
Master Anren held on to the rock and barely stood still. Suddenly he saw that the Kasyapa Palace on the Tianzhu Peak on the side of Jizu Mountain was on the verge of collapse. And as the Dharma King Miaobao approached step by step, the glorious and majestic palace on the top of the mountain collapsed in an instant and turned into bricks and rubble all over the ground!
But as Dharma King Miaobao gets closer, the terrifying vibrations become more obvious. A strong earthquake is happening within the vast Jizu Mountain area. There are sounds of collapse and shattering, and the sound of trees breaking everywhere. The mountainside The Zunsheng Pagoda courtyard also suffered a large-scale collapse, and the stupas fell down like dominoes.
"Uncle Taishi, what on earth caused this earthquake!"
Pinzhao asked in a panic, and Master Anren couldn't help but open his eyes to the limit. He held Pinzhao's arm tightly and almost roared in the earthquake.
"Pingzhao! Do you remember that when the Buddha conquered the demons and became enlightened, he touched the ground with his hand like this, and let the earth god use the huge earthquake as a proof of enlightenment, and completely subdued the demon king!"
Pinzhao looked at Master Anren in fear, "What? Is Dharma King Miaobao really the reincarnation of the Buddha?!"
But Master Anren shook his head firmly, tidying up his monk's robes and taking care of his goods behind him. With a sigh, the old monk, whose body had already become rickety, stood up, like a green pine and cypress that had grown stronger over time, looking up helplessly at the collapse of the mountain.
"Hurry up and run away from the mountain. I should have discovered something is wrong with Dharma King Miaobao... Hey, he reversed the prayer wheel and adopted Buddhist heretics. I didn't expect that the great catastrophe of Buddhism mentioned by the master would actually appear in front of the old monk..."
Old people like to reminisce. Master Anren suddenly recalled the majestic expedition of that year when the sky was filled with yellow sand.
Still in his prime, he held an alms bowl and a staff, and wandered into a vast land that he had never experienced before. In the Buddhist temple there, he also saw a group of people dressed in black with secretive faces, facing each other every day. The monks burned incense and prayed in front of the Buddha statue, turned around the prayer wheel and recited strange mantras.
"Buddhist heretics! Don't take a step closer to Huashou Chongyan!"
Master Anren roared angrily, and swung a heavy palm from his side, but faster than him, there was a trace of disdain on the face of Miaoba Dharma King Gu Ao, and his whip was so fast that it could not be seen clearly. , hit Master Anren first, and with the sour sound of his jaw bones breaking, the old monk fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood, as well as a few incomplete broken teeth.
But at this time, even Master Anren, who was lying on the ground, still kicked out from the ground and tried to trip up His Holiness Miaobao who was walking slowly forward. However, the next second, His Holiness Miaobao stepped on the footprints of the monk’s shoes. Miraculously, it landed on Master Anren's ankle first, making another strange sound of bones breaking. A broken bone even pierced the flesh and was exposed in the air.
"Uncle Grand Master! Come back quickly! You can't beat him!"
Pinzhao was shocked by such a cruel and bloody scene. He shouted at the old monk with tears streaming down his face, as if to stop him from committing suicide in vain. However, he was shocked to find that the old monk lying on the ground had an expression on his face. A happy smile.
"Even if I am defeated by Your Excellency..."
Master Anren spat out a mouthful of blood again, his old face distorted by pain, and once again blocked the steps of His Holiness Miaobao.
"I have to go through this test first..."
The violent vibrations all around suddenly weakened, and Pinzhao suddenly understood that the old monk was not afraid of the crazy behavior of the pioneer, and it was just to hinder the pace of His Majesty Miaobao, because he immediately confirmed his guess - as the steps of His Majesty Miaobao sluggished, The intensity of the Jizushan earthquake also dropped significantly!
Pinzhao was overjoyed and wanted to make this discovery public, but he immediately discovered that Master Anren, who was lying on the ground, had been kicked hard by the Dharma King Miaobao. The skin where the toe bones were was torn open, and blood was gurgling from the wound. out. But looking at the appearance of Dharma King Miaobao, there is no trace of murderous anger. It seems that he just took a light and casual step and crushed an ant unintentionally.
Such an attitude requires no words, and the meaning is already very obvious - if you dare to block my path again, your only fate will be to be shattered into pieces.
A terrifying sense of oppression came from behind. Master Anren was speechless with blood in his mouth. He could only immediately turn around and grab the left foot of Dharma King Miaobao, trying to block the earthquake as much as possible with his crippled body. Even if he I know that all this is just a mantis, but I still can't sit back and watch the countless ancient temples on Jizu Mountain turn into ruins and the foundation of Sidan Temple into smoke.
The steps of Dharma King Miaobao were very strange. Even though Master Anren grabbed his left leg, his steps were still very steady. It was just that his whole body was fighting against an invisible force, so he completely ignored Master Anren's movements. Blocking him, every time he took a step, there would be a kick that would crush the old monk hard.
Master Anren, who was on the verge of life and death, only felt that the objects in the void were changing color, and the movements that confused him in the past had disappeared in a trance. It was only natural and unshirkable for him to stop him. here.
Hanshan's internal energy tried his best to protect his weak heart, but in his eyes that were gradually getting thicker and more deadly, he could only feel that countless figures were floating up, forming thousands of pairs of eyes to observe everything in the world——
There are clouds and smoke floating in the mountains, underground rivers flowing underground, lush vegetation in the forest, and shadows of sails on the riverside. At this time, it is already clear and unobstructed, and it is not enough to observe. So the issues of water and fire, yin and yang, turbidity and purity, purity, weight, warmth and coldness, gathering and dispersion are all being thought about by countless figures. The answer to all seems to be the question itself, because at this time the clouds and neon tools are He, the mountains and green mountains are also him. He is nowhere at this moment, but he is everywhere he can see...
On the verge of death, his mind was empty and he could only remember many trivial experiences.
For example, the little thing that the master once told himself and he also told Jiang Wen, that is, the "monk and his party" in the inscription and postscript of the "Huayan Great Repentance Sutra" is actually the protector of the Dharma Master of Yunyan Ci'en Temple in Helan Mountain, Western Xia, that is, Master Huijue, a remaining monk from the Western Xia Dynasty.
Also, before Master Benwu died, he had a premonition of something that was destined to happen. It was not until Abbot Hongbian took in Southern Shaolin not long ago that he heard the same thing from Master Zhishan about "Buddhist Great Master". News of the upcoming "tribulation"...
Countless thoughts were flying in his mind like snowflakes. Master Anren knew that once these thoughts were extinguished, it would be the moment of his death.
On the short mountain path of only ten feet, Master Anren tried his best to delay for a few quarters of an hour, but the price he paid was horrific bloodstains dripping all over the ground. Pinzhao felt every time that the next second, Master Anren would be dead. He was trampled to death here, but after every cruel torture, the old monk's hands would still stretch out again and tightly grasp the legs of the Dharma King Miaobao.
Looking at Master Anren's eyes that were getting darker and darker, like candles in the wind, Pinzhao felt the bone-chilling chill caused by his powerlessness. He wanted to shout and roar, but he could only make some hoarse and shapeless sounds in his mouth. , it seemed that after many years of facing a tragic death again, he still could not get rid of the original nightmare.
The blood on the ground slowly flowed, just like that late night that broke all the tranquility of life. My sister was wearing a bright red wedding dress, and there was also a terrifying color that was darker than red and gradually spread at the bottom of the cliff. That color, It finally became the color base of his nightmare for many years.
There was a flash of blood in Pinzhao's eyes, like tiny silkworms crawling out. His Majesty Miaobao stopped his legs and looked in front of him, staring at Pinzhao who was running straight towards him, as if he was considering his next kick. He was about to step on something, but Pinzhao suddenly stood still with his feet, stopping only half a foot away from him. His face was covered with traces of tears, and only his eyes were filled with a trace of determination.
Pinzhao suddenly stopped, suddenly opened his mouth and shouted in a language that King Miaobao could not understand. Only Master Anren, who had been in contact with the Mozu tribe, understood that Pinzhao was saying the words that he often shouted all night long in his nightmares in the past, with a high tone of voice. It almost breaks through the clouds and fog in the mountains, because it must stop the progress of the King of Miaobao at all costs.
"Fog Road Travel to Green Country! I'm here!"
"Fog Road Travel to Green Country! I'm here!"
"Fog Road Travel to Green Country! I'm here!"
The almost crazy yelling and shouting could not be understood by Dharma King Miaobao, but it was not important, because Dharma King Miaobao soon felt a great resistance, and when he noticed something strange, he realized that his hands and feet were unknown. At some point, he was already clinging to countless hair-thin blood-red filarial worms, just like mistletoe falling on a towering tree. Countless tentacles with strange vitality clung to his body, pulling him back.
But even after encountering such a strange incident, King Miaoba still had no intention of turning back. Behind King Miaoba, Pinzhao could clearly see the true appearance of everything, which was a bright red round hole like an insect's mouth. Appearing suddenly and strangely behind Dharma King Miaobao, countless strange silkworms with fangs and claws were floating in the wind, and then they couldn't wait to get out and grab everything they could touch.
These filarial worms change in a dazzling way in the blink of an eye. Unknowingly, they have the unique enchanting curves of the female body, and even turn into phantoms with beautiful faces. It seems that countless women are trapped in the depths of the bright red worm's mouth. everywhere, shouting endlessly with despair and madness, trying to find the heartless person they are waiting for.
Pinzhao shed tears. This was the first time he took the initiative to face Wulu Yucui Country.
He had long known that the rumored Jade Dragon Third Kingdom would not be some paradise, but he was still unwilling to face the truth. In his heart, there were only two ways to save his sister and stay away completely, even though he had learned witchcraft from Granny Sunny. Fa, he also knew that this was just the appearance of Mr. Ye being fond of dragons.
But now, Wulu Youcui Country was right in front of him, with countless blood-colored filarial worms climbing and twisting, creating a face that haunted him and left him in a trance.
The two of them looked at each other like this, and Pinzhao found that there was no despair in the face of death, nor was there any madness in isolation from the world. Those eyes seemed to be staring at him and watching him as before, no matter when. The person closest to her in the world.
The saddest thing in history is that what you think is what I think, but the two of them finally understood it until they missed it.
【Live. 】
The shape of the phantom's mouth was clearly visible as he spoke. The bright red foggy road of You Cuiguo just froze for a second, as if he was afraid that Pinzhao could not see clearly, and as if he was worried that Pinzhao was too absorbed in looking at it. In an instant, it returned to the original terrifying scene of dancing panthers. He is so crazy that he wants to drag Dharma King Miaobao into the Mist Road Tour of Cui Kingdom!
And just when Dharma King Miaobao was being entangled and locked in Wulu Youcui Kingdom, a thick withered and pale mist flowed up from the cliff at some point and tightly wrapped around Dharma King Miaobao. Jiang Wen finally returned to the Dharma King with Luo Shuang'er on his back. Returning to the peak of Huashouyan, there were countless ugly and shriveled muntjacs, which seemed to have followed Luo Shuang'er all the way from Jizushan Yin to the top of the mountain!
The withered mist covered the sky and the sun, the foggy road in Youcui Kingdom was strangely writhing, and the dried muntjac corpses stood like a forest. All of them were blocked in front of the Miaobao Dharma King for a while. It seemed that the opposition between Buddha and demon was reversed again at some point, but This time, the Dharma King Miaobao became a real loner.
"Fortunately, I arrived in time."
Jiang Wen looked at Dharma King Miaobao with sword-like eyes, and blocked his way neatly. At this time, Dharma King Miaobao finally focused his eyes, as if he had suddenly awakened from a great dream in spring and autumn, and for the first time looked squarely at the person in front of him. "People", and said the first sentence after the great change, with a strange and specious accent in Chinese.
"Is this person worth nine stars?"
Among the countless terrifying and twisted figures, the focus of Dharma King Miaobao's sight was always Jiang Wen, who was tall and tall, as if he was looking at an unsheathed sword and admiring the dazzling appearance of the dragon's light fighting.
Jiang Wen shook his head in confusion and looked at the stranger in front of him who had completely changed from appearance to temperament.
"I'm sorry, you may have mistaken the person. I'm just a leader of the Wuyi Sect. But what is your identity? Why can you force Dharma King Miaobao to leave the bardo?"
"Dharma King Miaobao" smiled slightly, stood in front of Jiang Wen, and answered Jiang Wen's doubts in the same serious manner - at that moment, Jiang Wen felt the sense of oppression brought by an unprecedentedly powerful enemy. Even beyond the measurement system of martial arts cultivation, he is as dangerous as a landslide and a wildfire.
"The world of Hua Zang contains tiny dusts, is connected with each other, and is pure and vast. To you, I am not only the Dharma King of the Kagyu sect, but also a disciple of the Buddha. But at this time, I have been liberated from the twins of happiness and emptiness. You can call this disaster of luck—King Moxisura!"
