Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 740: Dispute

The return of Wanjian is a vision of invincible Kendo!

The return of Wanjian can suppress all visions of Kendo, and there is no accident!

At that time, the Emperor of Swords on the continent of the continent had cultivated this Wanjian Sect and took control of the sword of the world. Everywhere he went, Wanjian surrendered!

From ancient times to the present, even among the Sects of the Sect, there were no more than ten monks who practiced the vision of Wanjian Guizong.

And these ten people, in the end, are the top powerful players!

On the stone platform, the power of the vision that originally belonged to Dugu Sword will collapse, but in a blink of an eye, a more powerful force came.

Thousands of stunned swords fluttered around in the air, galloping horizontally and horizontally, leaving a fiery radiance, which was extremely powerful, but it did not hurt Dugu Sword in half!

When these swords were worthy to stab Dugu Sword, they flexibly changed their direction and bypassed them from the side.

The Dugu sword is surrounded by dense sword atmosphere, and the whole person's edge is getting stronger and stronger. Although the eyes are empty and indifferent, the eyes are like two sharp swords!

Hang Qiuyu's pupils contracted, smelling a hint of danger.

"not good!"

Hang Qiuyu was shocked in his heart, and thought about it, immediately released Zongmen's sword-making technique, and galloped towards Shitai.

Huh!

The dazzling sword light is fleeting.

Hang Qiuyu was no longer on the stone platform.

This waiting speed is really amazing.

Among the super sects in the cultivation world, there are some secret techniques of puppetry.

Like Xu Cheng who had escaped in the hands of Su Zimo before, the release of Feng Lei Dian's Xiu Shu, Feng Lei Yu.

Some high-quality mystery techniques, outbreaks in a short period of time, can be faster than the speed of the shoulder Yuanyuan Zhenjun, or even exceed it!

The blood sacral surgery practiced by Su Zimo is also one of them.

Huh!

Thousands of stunned swords, under the control of Dugu Sword, broke through, stabbed at the place where Hang Qiuyu disappeared, and a sword mark appeared in place.

Hang Qiuyu exited Shitai, and the victory and defeat have been divided.

If monks like them, if one party wants to escape, it is difficult to be killed.

Du Gujian said nothing and jumped down from Shitai.

Jianzong's Yuan Ying Zhenjun looked at the back of Dugu Sword, frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

Ranking battle, only the last three games left!

In the next war, see the empty monks fighting the truth.

The Yuankong monk stood high, looked at Mingzhen, and suddenly asked, "Mingzhen, where did you get the magical lotus scripture?"

Mingzhen frowned, without immediately replying.

Although he is not deeply involved in the world, he is not stupid.

The only monk in the Vajrayana temple next to him had a bright eye and applied the technique of the Buddhist scriptures of the Buddhist gate, sounding like a bell, and asked aloud, "I really ask you, what are the five precepts of the Buddhist gate?"

He looked sober and solemn, and said in a deep voice, "Don't kill, don't steal, don't commit adultery, don't talk rashly, don't drink."

"it is good!"

The only blessed monk nodded and said, "Since you know not to talk rashly, you should know that you must not make nonsense or snoring! I ask you, the magical lotus scriptures, where did you learn from and who taught you ! "

The guide monk frowned.

It is self-evident that the blissful monks and Yuankong monks touch on the magical lotus scriptures.

But the means of blissful monks are even more clever. First move out of the five precepts of the Buddhist monks, seal the path of Mingzhen, and force Mingzhen to tell the secret of the magical scriptures of the magic lotus!

The implication of the blessed monk is to warn the truth that you are a monk and cannot lie!

He was really calm and groaned, "Things about the magic scriptures of the magic lotus ..."

Speaking of which, Mingzhen paused suddenly.

Not to mention the Yuankong monk and the only blessed monk, even several other Yuanying Zhenjun secretly raised their ears, waiting for the answer in Mingzhen's mouth.

If you can get any useful clues from this, you may be able to follow the vines and find the countless remaining mysteries of Fahua Temple!

"Say it!"

Yuankong monk urged, "Where is the magic scripture?"

Mingzhen folded her hands and said earnestly, "The monk does not slang, and the little monk does not want to say anything about the magical scriptures."

The audience was silent.

"you……"

The expressions of Yuankong Monk and Blessed Monk were instantly petrified.

Don't want to say what does it mean?

They counted so many things, but did not expect that Mingzhen actually said this sentence. 1

The little fox couldn't bear it, and fluttered a laugh.

Mingzhen did not lie, because he just didn't want to say anything.

In a simple sentence, it solved the trouble and forcing of two Buddhist monarchs!

"It really sounds like a tongue!"

The Yuankong monk's face was gloomy, and he cried, "See the sky, teach me this little monk, and let him see the real means of Buddhism!"

Seeing that the monk nodded, looking at Mingzhen's gaze, there was a bit of coldness.

"Little monk, beat him!"

Ji Chengtian, Fatty and others are all enthusiastic about Mingzhen.

Su Zimo said nothing.

He is not worried about this war.

Mingzhen is the successor of the two super-gates of Fahua Temple and Daming Temple. At least in the understanding of the Dharma, the means of the Buddhist door, and the same level, I am afraid no one can match Mingzhen!

On the stone platform.

Seeing nothing, the monk didn't say a word, and immediately gave out a vision of Jin Dan.

Bang!

In the air, a tall stupa slowly landed, exuding terrifying coercion and bright light, it seemed to suppress all demons!

The stupa has seven floors, and on the body, there are dazzling Sanskrit characters.

Seven-level floating slaughter!

Floating slaughter is both a stupa.

Among the Buddhist gates, the seven-story pagoda is the most!

Xuankong Temple has three levels of inheritance, three levels of floating slaughter, five levels of floating slaughter, and the highest level of seven levels of floating slaughter!

Throughout the ages, those who can practice the seventh-level floating slaughter are all monks who have the wisdom of Buddhism!

Seeing the empty monk sitting cross-legged, he constantly changed his tactics, and his fingertips sent out a ray of spiritual power, submerged in the seventh-level floating slaughter.

Seventh-level floating slaughter!

Om Mimi Boom!

With the advent of the seventh-level floating slaughter, there were bursts of Brahma in this stupa, making people tremble, unconsciously wanting to worship!

The monks on the sidelines are still like this, and the pressure on Mingtai can be imagined.

"Amitabha!"

He really looked calm, bowed his head slightly, folded his hands, and lightly chanted the Buddha!

Behind him, a green lotus emerged, quietly blooming, and the light of the Buddha seemed to purify all evil in the world.

Qinglian rose slowly and resisted the landing of the seventh-level floating slaughter!

Squeaky!

The visions of the two Buddha gates collided together, and there was no earth-shaking noise, but the entire stone platform was shaking!

Although the seventh-level floating slaughter is strong, it can't help but this pure and flawless green lotus.

Seeing the empty monk glaring at his eyes, he continued to bless the spiritual power, his face was slightly twisted!

Mingzheng folded his hands, lowered his eyebrows and chanted the Buddhist scriptures softly.

This scene is like a daily practice at the bottom of the Valley of the Dragon.

Su Zimo whispered softly: "I lost sight."

I want to win too much.

On the contrary, it is inferior in mind.

But Mingzheng kept the usual mentality.

Fight and fight.

Indisputable!

Decided!

boom!

A loud noise.

The seventh-level floating slaughter has collapsed, and Qinglian is still there!

When the monk fell on the stone platform, his face was pale.

Mingzhen rose up, but bowed his head slightly, and when the road gave in, he left.

(End of this chapter)