Chapter 216 Eight Heavenly Dragons and Guangli Bodhisattvas

Style: Fantasy Author: Hold the rainWords: 3191Update Time: 24/01/18 06:24:34
"Cough cough cough..."

Huilun coughed heartbreakingly, and the bright red blood stained his white clothes, making him lose his divine appearance, but his temperament remained intact.

However, Huilun had no intention of paying attention to the injury at the moment. Instead, he looked straight at Jiang Li, "Who does this Great Ming Mantra come from? It does not belong to the Buddhist Kingdom."

Being able to suppress his "Heavenly Dragon's Roar", the origin of the Great Ming Mantra is absolutely extraordinary. However, the Wheel of Wisdom has gone through all the powerful men in the Buddhist kingdom, but it is difficult to connect this Great Ming Mantra with any one person.

Below those who have achieved self-realization in the Buddhist kingdom, there are two third-grade great masters, six fourth-grade bodhisattvas, and one non-staff fourth-grade wheel-turning king. Huilun has dealt with all these powerful people. Even because the powerful Buddhists like to lecture, Huilun is quite familiar with their Dharma and knows their way of practice.

Logically speaking, after being exposed to the Great Ming Mantra head-on, Hui Lun should be able to recognize who this method comes from.

But now, he couldn't recognize it.

There are only two possibilities for this result. Either the Bodhisattvas and great masters have hidden their foundation, or the source of the Great Ming Mantra is not the Buddha's kingdom, but other forces.

The possibility of the former is unlikely, because after the Buddha attains higher levels of Taoism and Fruition, he basically needs to preach and spread the Dharma. All Bodhisattvas and great masters will spread their Dharma widely instead of hiding it.

The latter is very likely.

Because the Buddhist Kingdom also has an enemy who is also proficient in Buddhism - the Fire House Buddhist Prison.

If the Great Ming Mantra came from the hands of the Fire Mansion Buddha Prison, or even from the hands of Karma Tathagata, then this Five Fingers Mountain is worth pondering.

Faced with Huilun's inquiry, Jiang Li actually answered deliberately. The Zhenru layman coveted Jiang Li, so Jiang Li naturally wanted to cause some trouble for him. No way...

"It's not worth it to face such an enigmatic boss. I should act accordingly." '

Thinking of this, Jiang Li smiled slightly and said, "Buddha said: It cannot be said."

An expected answer.

Huilun took a deep look at Jiang Li and said: "Since it cannot be said, I will not force it. I just hope that the donor will act cautiously and don't make a mistake and fall into the trap of others."

After saying that, Huilun clasped his hands again and said, "Amitabha, it seems that this hell gate has no destiny for this young monk. Everyone, this young monk takes his leave."

He didn't want to stay any longer, he controlled the white dragon to circle around his body and flew away in the air.

'Hui Lun looks very anxious. The origin of this Great Ming Mantra... the water inside is very deep. '

Jiang Li was thinking in his heart and left the scene in the same mood.

He received a "Celestial Dragon Roar", and although it was suppressed by the Great Ming Curse, he also suffered some god-splitting injuries, and his brain is still in pain, which means he seems fine on the surface.

Jiang Li returned to his original position and sat down cross-legged. He took out a bottle of Yang Yuan Dan and a bottle of Living Divine Dew, and drank them respectively. The innate energy merged with them, digesting the power of the medicine, and recovering his injuries and vitality.

'After the battle with Huilun, only Zhong Shenxiu and Yuan Zhen have not taken action. The next battle will be between the two of them, and after them...'

While Jiang Li was recovering, he looked at the two members of the Daode Sect, "If Yuan Zhen wins, given his current state of mind, defeating him will not be difficult, but Zhong Shenxiu will be a little more difficult." However, it is not impossible. '

Jiang Li's disturbing words caused both Tao De Sect members to become confused. Now one was worried about how to guard against his nephew Long Yang, and the other was worried about the future of the sect. Both of them were seriously distracted.

Although The Gate of Hell is good, compared to the stability of Tao Te Sect, it still doesn't rank high.

Moreover, even if Yuan Zhen can suppress the distracting thoughts in his mind, Jiang Li is not unable to control him.

His spiritual consciousness penetrated into the wristband worn on his left hand, touched a rock-like war sword - the Cliff Sword, and sensed the Tao Fruit inside.

[Fifth level Dao fruit: Ba Xia]

[Category: Demon]

[Eligibility conditions: Sixth-grade Taoist fruit, with dragon bloodline]

[Promotion Ceremony: Carrying a weight of more than 100,000 kilograms is not easy for ten years]

[Supernatural power: carrying mountains and seas, lasting forever, being descended from the blood of a true dragon, monuments anchoring mountains and rivers, longevity and good fortune]

Among them, the magical power of [Monument of Mountains and Rivers] is the basic ability of the Cliff Sword. As long as you activate the true energy and use the Cliff Sword, you can suppress an area, causing the gravity inside to increase dramatically, especially to restrain flying objects, which are actually flying. nemesis.

In this field, Genzhen Kenmaru's threat was greatly reduced, coupled with his defective state of mind.

If he can beat Jiang Li, it only means that Jiang Li is really not good enough and should just go back to the sect and hug his master's legs, and don't think about bullying him in the future.

Thinking of this, Jiang Li couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. Then he calmed down and a scene gradually emerged in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

Hui Lun did not lie. He had indeed seen the form of a real dragon, so he could visualize his Dharma like a real dragon, lifelike.

When he was defeated, Huilun decisively threw out the memory related to the real dragon, allowing Jiang Li to get it, giving him a chance to relax, and then detonated part of his mental power to save other memories.

And this related memory——

Jiang Li collected the stolen wisp of true energy into his middle Dantian, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, green mountains and clear water appeared. Between the two mountains, a deep stream flowed with water, and the clear waves reflected the red sun.

Suddenly, clear waves rippled and angry currents surged.

It was thousands of waves flying up and spraying broken jade, and a stream of water howling in the breeze. In the mountain stream, there was a white dragon ascending to the sky, pushing up the waves, and lifting them out of the cliff mountain. The dragon's claws touched the clouds and danced in the nine heavens, showing true Dragon posture.

At the same time, the name of White Dragon appeared in his mind, seeming to be imprinted on his mind.

——The Eightfold Heavenly Dragon Guangli Bodhisattva.

This white dragon is one of the six great Bodhisattvas in the Buddhist Kingdom, a fourth-level powerhouse that accommodates the eight classes of Heavenly Dragons and Guangli Bodhisattvas.

The fourth-grade strong man showed the shape of a true dragon. His body and momentum showed an infinite sense of power. The white dragon soared between the sky and the earth, filling the world with its majestic momentum, making people ignore the sky, mountains and rivers, and their mind. Completely occupied by the true form of the white dragon.

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On the other side, Zhong Shenxiu and Yuan Zhen looked at each other from a distance, each making moves.

Yuan Zhen suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and the man and sword merged into one. In a flash of lightning, the straight figure came to the center.

Zhong Shenxiu held the long knife in his hand and kept his feet motionless. His figure drifted like a bamboo pole and floated to the opposite side of Yuan Zhen.

'The Confucian Journey of a Thousand Miles is such a superb Qinggong. ' Yuan Zhen said secretly.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. The name of this light skill "A Journey of a Thousand Miles" shows its emphasis. This is a light skill that focuses on long-distance walking, and its effects in bursting speed and agility are comparable to those of others.

However, Zhong Shenxiu also showed excellent results in this unfavorable aspect, which shows that his Qinggong cultivation is superb.

However, Yuan Zhen is a sword cultivator and a sixth-grade sword immortal. If he can fly with a sword...

"Your heart is in chaos." Zhong Shenxiu said calmly.

Yuan Zhen was upset because he wanted to use sword flying to deal with Zhong Shenxiu.

There is nothing wrong with this method of using one's own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses, but being too passive is not conducive to the sharpness of the sword cultivator, and is also detrimental to the reputation of the Tao Te Sect.

The reason why he had such negative thoughts was actually because Yuan Zhen knew that he was in a bad state and was in a confused state of mind, so he subconsciously had the idea that he might be defeated.

Zhong Shenxiu pointed out that Yuan Zhen was confused, and his words were like a sharp knife, piercing his heart.

Yuan Zhen was immediately shocked. He suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind with the meditation skills he had practiced for many years. At the same time, he used the Dao Fruit ability of sword cultivation [Sword Heart Transparency]. The human heart corresponded to the sword heart. The sword light surrounded the body, and the pure white color showed its fierceness. Front.

At this moment, Yuan Zhen finally showed his style as a contemporary great disciple of Tao De Sect. He suppressed his distracting thoughts and united his sword with his sword. The Geng Gold sword light moved with the sword finger, facing Zhong Shenxiu from a distance.

"Please." Yuan Zhen said loudly.

"please."

Zhong Shenxiu responded, with a serious look on his regular and perfect facial features. He held a long knife in his hand and his eyes were like a knife, cruising around Yuan Zhen's body.

It's like a dragon swimming in a river, sizing up its prey. It's also like the wind in front of you and the undercurrent in the water. It wraps around your body and penetrates every hole. As long as there is a slight flaw, the Gewu knife will be unsheathed and defeat the powerful enemy.

Yuan Zhen had the same idea as Jiang Li, and Zhong Shenxiu was trying to stop him.

As a sword cultivator, he was known for his fierceness and control, but he was unable to escape like Jiang Li and use changes to confront objects.

There is only one thing a sword cultivator can do to deal with it - break it with a sword.

Yuan Zhen drew his sword without hesitation. The light from the sword was like a shooting star chasing the moon. It was so fast that it fell straight towards the center of Zhong Shen Xiu's eyebrows.

Gengjin's Qi is famous for its sharpness, and Yuanzhen's sword is naturally unparalleled and shows its edge. However, facing such a sharp sword, Zhong Shenxiu had no intention of dodging.

"Qiang!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and its light was like a dream, dew, and electricity. It seemed real and illusion, like electricity and light. He was clearly a Confucian scholar, but the move he made at this moment had some Buddhist wisdom.

Using sword against sword, attack against attack, speed against speed, Zhong Shenxiu, who struck last, actually chose to face each other tit for tat. The swords and swords were like two parallel straight lines, each running towards the enemy.

Moreover, Zhong Shenxiu arrived first, and his sword light was faster than the sword light.

No, it has already been won.

"Knife intention."

Zhang Daoyi's pupils shrank and swelled. When he looked again, there was no sword light at all. Even the Gewu knife was still half in its sheath, with only a blade as bright as snow exposed.

This is the intention of the sword!

Zong Jing·Dong Xing Ling.

A sudden phantom pain appeared in Yuan Zhen's heart. He felt as if a hole had been stabbed in his heart, and the feeling of worry resurfaced.

"Yuan Zhen, help the Taiping Sect gain momentum and break the deadlock." The majestic Taoist commanded.

This is the past.

"Don't come over!" Zhang Daoyi looked defensive.

This is now.

"Has the Tao Te Sect also gone astray?" the master said calmly.

This is the future.

The quiet skills he practiced were penetrated by the sword's intention, and the suppressed worries and distracting thoughts came back, causing Yuan Zhen to fall into a moment of hesitation.

As a result, the Gengjin sword light was reduced by three points. Zhong Shenxiu turned his head slightly and easily dodged the sword light. He bullied him like the wind, and the mighty wind turned into a wind blade and surged towards him.

"The wind is dancing like a dragon."

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