"My master, Sakyamuni, seeks the prerequisite for Bodhi. In the past countless lives, hundreds of thousands of kalpas, I was reborn in the country of Parana. I made the Four Great Vows in order to seek the supreme Bodhi. I do not care about my life, and always sacrifice my body for all things. , to give to all sentient beings…”
After Zheng Zha and his party brought the Buddhist scriptures back to the hotel, everyone sat around a table that night, racking their brains to study the scriptures while repeatedly playing the chanting audio in three languages.
Speaking of the content of this sutra, there is indeed nothing strange about it. It is just an ordinary "Prince Enlightenment Sutra".
"The Prince's Enlightenment Sutra" was first recorded in the Tang Dynasty, which is indeed consistent with the time of this manuscript. It mainly tells the story of Sakyamuni's practice and became a Buddha, and its contents are still circulated to this day.
Ye Zi found the current version in the online library. After comparing it with the manuscript scriptures, he found that except for a few words and expressions and some minor differences, the overall content was not very different. In and out.
But the effect of this scripture in suppressing evil is real. According to the tests conducted by Ye Zi and Zheng Zha, as long as they are within fifty meters of the scripture, the mark of the curse will be greatly suppressed, just like a mouse encountering a cat and encountering a natural enemy.
Therefore, both Zheng Zha's intuition and Ye Zi's inference agreed that there must be some big secret hidden in this manuscript.
As a result, the current scene appeared. Everyone worked together to try to decipher the mystery in the scriptures: Zheng Zha was muttering the scriptures while running his internal energy, trying to make the two resonate; Ye Zi spoke word by word Speculating on the contents of the scriptures, looking for possible clues; Zhan Lan closed his eyes, stretched out the "tentacles" composed of spiritual power, and carefully explored every fiber of the scriptures.
The rest of the people were also using their brains to find ways. Even Zhao Yingkong, who was usually indifferent, looked at the book carefully, not knowing what he was thinking. Only Overlord, well, maybe because he was not born in the East Asian cultural circle, whether it is the dense writing in the scriptures or the sound of chanting that lingers in his ears, it is no different from the heavenly book to him Generally, it has an extremely good hypnotic effect. After a while, his upper and lower eyelids started to fight.
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"Oh, forget it, let's go to bed. It seems like we won't be able to study anything tonight."
Three or four hours later, it was already close to twelve o'clock in the night, but everyone's research still made no progress. Zhang Jie yawned, and at the same time calmly nudged the Overlord who was about to fall asleep with his elbow, letting him know The latter shivered and then said hello.
"Well, let's continue tomorrow..." After reciting the sutra for several hours, Zheng Zha's mouth was dry and his mouth was almost bald. He stood up, thoughtfully, and casually said to Ye Zi asked: "Hey, do you think... could it be that we are not pious enough, so we have gained nothing?"
"It makes sense. How about... you start shaving your head from tomorrow, put down your butcher knife, eat fast and chant Buddha's name? It's just going to make your Luo Li suffer..."
"roll!"
After the two of them laughed and laughed for a while, everyone walked towards their own rooms: Since the protection range of the Buddhist scriptures is large enough, they can finally sleep peacefully tonight... There is no need to arrange for people to keep vigil, and there is no need to squeeze in two people. in a room.
Zhan Lan and Ming Yanwei still chose to live together, but when Zhao Yingkong was about to open the door and enter his room, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the uninvited guest behind him: Ye Zizheng was leaning against the wall of the corridor, watching with a smile. she.
"...Don't you go back to your room?"
Seeing that Ye Zi had no intention of leaving, Zhao Yingkong frowned slightly and asked in her cold but clear voice.
"Hey, I was thinking...to have a sleep over between girls to enhance our friendship with Yingkong. Of course, if you don't welcome it..."
Ye Zi showed a weak and "hurt" expression, and at the same time clasped his hands, "inadvertently" rubbing the palm of his right hand, which was the place where Zhao Yingkong's nails stabbed him during the day (hell, after Ye Zi blocked that blow , leaving only a faint red mark, now there is no shadow left, okay!?)
"come in."
The corner of Zhao Yingkong's mouth twitched, a troubled expression flashed across her iceberg beauty, and she replied helplessly. She is extremely indifferent to men, but is not good at rejecting requests from women. In addition, during the day, she once accidentally injured Ye Zi who was trying to save her, and she felt a little sorry in her heart, so after hesitating for a moment, she finally agreed. down.
"However, I have a request."
Seeing the secret joy on Ye Zi's face, Zhao Yingkong suddenly regretted... Did he agree too easily? She coughed lightly and added coldly: "I hope to have a fight with you to test your strength."
"No problem~"
The two of them walked into the guest room one after another, but Zhao Yingkong did not go towards the bedroom, but went directly to the window of the living room, turned around and took a stance.
"Well, should we just start...? I don't have any objections."
Ye Zi smiled and nodded, indicating that she was ready, and Zhao Yingkong was not polite. Her eyes instantly became blank, and she rushed straight towards Ye Zi with strange steps. In terms of her speed, it only takes about one second to cover the distance of more than ten meters between the two people.
(Is this the footwork of an assassin? Sure enough, there are some skills.)
Others may not be able to tell, but Ye Zi, who was facing Zhao Yingkong, discovered the mystery of her footwork: sometimes the movements of her feet seemed fast but actually slow, sometimes slow but actually fast, implying multiple modes of action at the same time. It is extremely confusing. Even with the prediction ability brought by the gene lock, Ye Zi couldn't predict the speed of her next step!
(At the cost of receiving this blow forcefully, if I exchange a move with her, I should be able to KO directly. However, this will lose the meaning of the competition.)
Facing the cold light flashing on Zhao Yingkong's fingertips, Ye Zi subconsciously made a judgment: as long as she could avoid the vital points and use "magic release" to defend herself, the power of this blow would not be enough to seriously injure her, and her blow would be enough to open a fire. The power of the cracked stone can completely make Zhao Yingkong lose his fighting ability in one move.
However, she did not choose to do this. She just wrapped the blue light of elven energy around her arms, and while flashing around in the not spacious room, she parried Zhao Yingkong's attacks as fast as one after another: Although Zhao Yingkong was She was using her bare hands, but her nails were as sharp as a dagger. Her attacks were merciless, each time at a tricky angle, targeting Ye Zi's eyes, throat, heart and other vital points. And once she was blocked by Ye Zige, she would not hesitate to fight and retreat immediately with one blow, and would not try to compete with Ye Zige head-on.
Two beautiful figures, one attacking and one defending, were scattered across this small area. Whether it was the walls, coffee tables, tables and chairs, or even the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows, they were all on the ground and became the focus of the two people. But the strange thing is that the steps of the two of them are extremely light. When they land on their feet, they don't even make any noticeable sound, let alone damaging the furniture.
Generally speaking, due to the disadvantage in skills, Ye Zi still fell behind. The most dangerous one was when Zhao Yingkong's nails almost touched Ye Zi's pink neck, and even her black hair was cut off. Several roots. However, when Ye Zi gradually adapted to Zhao Yingkong's fighting style, the two men's offense and defense suddenly changed!
After all, in the final analysis, Ye Zi, who was going all out, would be superior to Zhao Yingkong in terms of strength, speed, and reaction speed. As Ye Zi began to exert his strength, Zhao Yingkong had to switch from offense to defense, focusing on dodging and parrying Ye Zi's punches and kicks.
until…
After more than ten rounds, Ye Zi's feet flashed with green light. Relying on this sudden acceleration, he was half a beat ahead and slapped Zhao Yingkong's right shoulder with his left hand: If she had used all her strength in this palm, I'm afraid Zhao Yingkong wouldn't say anything. Fractures, or at least dislocations, are inevitable. However, she used gentle force in this palm, which only caused Zhao Yingkong, who was in mid-air, to lose his balance and fall backwards. However, this was obviously not all...
Ye Zi retracted his left palm, and at the same time, the index and middle fingers of his right hand stood side by side, pointing at Zhao Yingkong's chest. A light blue "sword light" with sharp, cutting, chopping and other artistic conceptions, like a strong wind, from Her fingertips welled up.
(This is another one of my own tricks... Magic Release - Edge!)
As Ye Zi raised his finger, this "sword light" slashed across Zhao Yingkong's chest from bottom to top. Under her exquisite control, the "sword edge" almost scraped against Zhao Yingkong's skin, but did not leave any trace on her pink and jade-like skin. But...
What followed was a series of slight sounds of tearing fabric, but in Ye Zi's ears, this sound was like the thunder of countless universes collapsing!
Ye Zi's eyes widened and he looked at Zhao Yingkong with shock...the pair of [DATA EXPUNGED] that "stand out"!
