Looking at the scene of the car speeding backwards from the rear, Ji Linyue couldn't help but worry about Zirou and the others.
She didn't know how many people came from Shadowless Pavilion this time. If no other people from Shadowless Pavilion came to find the four of them, this would be the best outcome.
If there are two people who are fighting tonight and they are the strongest soul level experts, she and Xiaobai must recover in the shortest possible time and go to where the four of them are to check, but Ji Linyue doesn't want to go there either. I know it won’t be too late by then.
In this battle, in order to resist the suppression of the two forces of heaven, Ji Linyue and Xiaobai's soul power has been exhausted. If they want to recover, it will not take a day or two, at least on earth.
Among the elixirs brought out from Kunlun Mountain, there were no elixirs for restoring the power of spiritual consciousness. Later, all the elixirs refined by Hu Mingxian were for improving cultivation.
Without the power of divine consciousness, even if she and Xiaobai rushed to Zirou and the others, they would be unable to help and would be suppressed by the power of heaven.
The same is true for Long Qie and Kuimu Xiaoshan. Moreover, they both suffered injuries in this battle. Moreover, both of them were using combat bodies for the first time and were not familiar with the use. In the end, they lost their strength and lost their combat bodies. Disappearing, this also caused some damage to themselves, and it will take some time to recover.
"Why!"
Sighing softly, Ji Linyue had no choice now. The closest ones were Hui Xin in Dabie Mountain and Zhang Mingfeng in Wudang Mountain, but she did not dare to let the members of the Long Ya team go to check. If they encountered people from Wuying Pavilion, If you do, it will be impossible to come back alive.
Looking at Ji Linyue with a sad face, Lu Qiu held Ji Linyue's hand tightly: "Sister, don't worry, the four of them are so strong, I believe they will be fine."
"Yeah! It will be fine...it will definitely be fine!" Ji Linyue nodded heavily.
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It's early summer, the stars are hanging high, and the crescent moon is like a hook.
The old forest in the mountains should be buzzing with insects, but at this moment, under an old tree in the Dabie Mountains, there is silence for a hundred miles. It is so quiet that even the sound of a leaf breaking and falling on the old tree can be clearly heard. He had a big bald head.
Under the old tree, a monk with a plump and round body, a round head and big ears, wearing a blood-colored skull cassock, with skull beads hanging on his invisible neck, opened his eyes at this moment, and suddenly there was a blood-colored brilliance. It spread out from its entire body, blowing up bursts of bloody wind.
"Actually dead?!"
He stood up and looked in the direction of Jinghai. There was a solemn look in his slit-like eyes, but there was still a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, which made the Blood-clothed Buddha look even more evil and chilling.
The power of heaven in this small world has long been completely isolated. Only the six of them possess a trace of the power of heaven in the bloodline phenomenon. Therefore, no matter how far apart they are, the connection between this power of heaven is , the six of them feel each other most clearly.
At that moment, the Blood-clothed Buddha noticed that two forces of heaven disappeared at the same time, and disappeared completely, which meant that the bloodline phenomenon of two people was completely shattered and extinguished.
Undoubtedly, these two people are Bai Hu and Jin Zishang.
Not only did the Blood-clothed Buddha notice it, but Mu Changfeng in the night sky, Liu Moxi in the East China Sea, and Yinghu in the desert all noticed that Jin Zishang and Bai Hu had died at that moment.
For a moment, the four people secretly became solemn in their hearts. Even the two strongest people among the six of them were killed in the battle, and they still used the bloodline phenomenon at the bottom of the pressure box. You can imagine the enemies Jin Zishang and Bai Hu encountered. How powerful it is.
According to their information, the opponents they will face next are all at the same level as Jin Zishang and Bai Hu's opponents. They must not be taken lightly.
In the Dabie Mountains, the Blood-Clothed Buddha withdrew his gaze and continued deeper into the southeast direction.
When he entered the forest earlier, the Blood-robed Buddha determined the direction of his wisdom heart. The aura of Buddha's energy still lingered in the entire mountain, especially in the southeast direction.
With one phantom step, the figure of the Blood-clothed Buddha disappeared into the dark forest. When he reappeared, he had already set foot on a forest path. The path was paved with bluestones and wound diagonally toward the mountain. Only one person could walk on it. The only place where you can see the stars and moon in the night sky.
"Amitabha!"
Suddenly, a fresh and elegant Buddha's chant sounded, just like a gentle wind blowing through the mountains. For a moment, the dead forest seemed to be alive. After a while, the chirping of insects and birds echoed, revealing a... Peaceful and warm meaning.
On the path, the blood-robed Buddha heard the sound and felt certain in his heart. The solemn feeling in his heart dissipated, and his whole body felt as if he was bathed in the spring breeze, and his whole body felt comfortable.
However, this feeling only lasted for a moment, and the blood around his body began to surge. At this point, the blood-robed Buddha couldn't help being surprised, and he raised his eyes and looked upward.
I saw a handsome young monk with jade-like hands. One hand was holding a Buddhist ritual on his chest, and the other hand was holding a golden nine-ring Zen staff called 'Conquer Demons and Purify the World'.
With his eyes closed, a Buddha seal with the word 'swastika' between his eyebrows appeared and disappeared. The Buddha's light was brilliant, and his moon-white cassock reflected the light of the stars and the moon. There was no wind, but it was fluttering.
Looking around, reflecting the crescent moon in the starry sky behind him, this little monk is really like the Buddha coming to the world under the moon. He has understood the prosperity of the world, the warmth and coldness of the world, has put an end to the suffering of worldly things, and has the meaning of transcending the secular world.
At this moment, the Blood-robed Buddha looked at the little monk in front of him, and was inexplicably shocked. Although he had never felt any hostility from him, or even a natural state of peace, but unconsciously, a great feeling arose in his heart. Pressure, unspeakable pressure.
In dragon vein space
"What a true Buddha's body!"
Even after living for thousands of years, Long Ruolan couldn't hide the admiration in his heart after seeing the true dragon body and the green crystal combat body, and even felt a little more fearful.
"This little wise monk has attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven..."
Similarly, Hu Mingxian also lamented the temperament of wisdom and heart.
This is still the Huixin he knew. In the past, Huixin had such an aura of worldliness, but now it is difficult to feel this artistic conception from him.
If you really want to say it, Huixin used to make people get close to each other, and they could brag and gossip together, but now Huixin gives people a sacred feeling, as if bragging and gossiping with him would be blasphemy to him.
"It's late at night, benefactor, please come back." After a slight salute, Hui Xin said calmly without opening her eyes.
"Amitabha... The poor monk also practices Buddhism. The young monk does not call me a Buddhist friend, but calls me the donor..." The blood-robed Buddha clasped his hands and returned the salute with a smile: "Is it possible that the young monk saw me wearing a blood-colored skull cassock, and my neck If I wear skull beads, do you think I'm an evil heretic?"
"The young monk has never opened his eyes, nor has he cultivated his spiritual consciousness. He does not know what the donor is wearing or what he is wearing, and he does not recognize the donor as an evil heretic."
Under the moonlight, Huixin smiled slightly and said: "Humans can be Buddhas, demons can be Buddhas, and if there is a Buddha in their hearts, all living beings in the world can practice Buddhism, and they can all become Buddhas and become Buddhas.
Although the donor practices Buddhism, he does not have a Buddha in his heart and should not be called a Buddha friend. "
"Hahahaha..." As if he had heard the funniest joke, the blood-clothed Buddha laughed loudly, his fat body trembling with a loud sound. After a long time, he said to the little monk who still had no movement in his head: "You are not me, how do you know I am?" Don’t you have a Buddha mind?”
"Form is not different from emptiness, and emptiness is not different from color. Color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true for feelings, thoughts, and awareness." Huixin bowed again and said: "The donor originally had a Buddha mind, but thousands of causes and effects have come to him, and obsessions have already been deeply planted. , the Buddha's heart has long since disappeared.
When suffering in the body, it is advisable to take good care of the mind, not to be shaken by external circumstances, and not to have thoughts in the center. If the donor can let go of his obsession and devote himself to kindness and Buddha, he can regain the Buddha's heart.
Therefore, the benefactor should please go back. It is an unknown temple in the mountains, and no one without a Buddhist heart can enter it. "
Hearing this, the blood-clothed Buddha was slightly shocked, but he no longer argued with Huixin. His original honest voice suddenly became colder and more murderous: "A poor monk does not enter the temple. A poor monk only kills people. If you are a Buddha, then Then I killed the Buddha, little monk, if you want to go back now, you won’t be able to leave.”
But under the moonlight, a bloody light curtain appeared, covering a ten-mile radius, cutting off the singing of insects and birds in the mountains, but the moonlight still reflected on Huixin.
"Amitabha!" Huixin shook his head slightly and said, "This is the disaster of the donor. If the donor leaves here, it may be resolved. Don't be stubborn anymore."
"It's not impossible to ask the poor monk to leave. What if, young monk, you can figure out this cause and effect, and the poor monk can go back and do good deeds wholeheartedly?"
After saying this, the blood-robed Buddha clasped his hands together and recited the sutra, and then a blood map appeared behind him.
Within it is an endless sea of blood. The waves of blood are surging and rolling endlessly. The sky is also raining blood all the time. Every drop of blood rain is as heavy as a mountain. When it hits the sea of blood, it creates huge waves.
In the sea of blood, countless blood corpses roared in the waves. Even if they were bombarded by the rain of blood into countless pieces of corpses, they would return to their original state in an instant and move towards a big bloody Buddha in the middle of the sea of blood. Each blood corpse's On the facial features, that strange smile seemed to be eternal and unchanging, making people shudder.
However, within a moment, the blood-colored energy within it suddenly dimmed, as if time had frozen. The blood sea was calm, the blood corpse was motionless, and there was not a trace of waves. Even the blood-colored Buddha in the center flickered.
The bloodline phenomenon, the blood corpse worshiping Buddha image, is opened at this moment!
The remaining trace of heavenly power pressed against Hui Xin, and the Blood-clothed Buddha opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. Even without fighting, this move still drew the Tao injury in his body.
But when the Blood-clothed Buddha looked at Hui Xin, he found that the young monk still maintained his previous posture and did not move even half a step under the suppression of the power of heaven.
While secretly shocked in his heart, the blood-clothed Buddha casually pulled out a bloody light from the blood corpse worshiping Buddha image behind him, and a scene appeared in front of him.
Immediately, a bloody lotus lamp slowly appeared from the sky above his heavenly spirit.
