The pitch-black ball of light transformed by the totem spirit of the Xiaolei Department exploded with Ao Kui's sharp malice amid violent flashes -

Before it exploded, a clean hand suddenly reached out.

This hand comes from a bald man with delicate features.

Monk Jingli grabbed the black ball of light!

At this moment, the black light was blazing, but the sticky black color rushed into Monk Jingli's hand and could not be grasped at all. It only slid down like raindrops rolling down a rain cloth.

At this time, a golden swastika appeared out of thin air, smashing down the light balls one by one. It smashed the fierceness into dullness, the roar into silence, and smashed back all the exploding malice and expanding light balls——

Turn the ball of light back to purple, forcing out the drop of ink-like blackness in the palm of your hand!

The purple ball of light was tamed in front of Jiang Wang again. The shamans of the Xiao Lei Department cursed bitterly, but the sound was not allowed to happen.

Because now, Liuli Buddha wants to say something.

The majestic Holy Hunting Mountain has become history, and the bright fire realm has become a projectile.

The group of people flew back to the Qinghuo Department as fast as possible, appearing very anxious.

Jingli held the black ink in his palm, his clean and delicate facial features flowing with clear stubbornness: "My master said that if someone says something I don't like to hear, then I can beat him."

Mo Di said "Oh": "Who is your master?"

Jingli was very proud: "My master is the future Pure Land Buddha, the next abbot of Xuankong Temple, and the current spiritual pillar of Sanbaoshan!"

"I don't know. What a mess." Ao Kui's voice said.

Then he asked: "What did I say that you didn't like to hear?"

Jingli had a straight face and got angry seriously: "It was something my junior brother didn't like to hear before, but now it's something I don't like to hear."

"I have the deepest feelings for the monk." Faced with such an unimpressive anger, Ao Kui certainly had no fear and even joked: "Then what do you want, little monk?"

While he was speaking, the palm of the pure Pintuo had already been pulled back.

The ink droplets hanging in the palm of my hand were drawn into a long ink line.

His palm drew an inverted arc, and the ink line also inverted.

Bai Yuxia found that her vision was misaligned.

Jingli's hand making an inverted arc, within an arm's length, seemed to be endless. This movement was always being done, but it was never finished, and it was always retreating.

However, the ink line that was pulled out became longer and longer, constantly twisting and turning.

Ink lines dance in the air!

Large rings are nested within small rings, and they continue to expand outward. The ink lines are like wind lines, one after another, forming a tornado on the Buddha's palm.

The voice of Jingli sounded at this time: "It should be indestructible, and it will disappear into the sky after a calamity. Blue leaves and flowers will fly away, and the rotten fruit will be destroyed!"

He didn't need to tell Ao Kui what he wanted, Ao Kui would know it when he met him.

He lifted his palm upwards, and his body flew higher.

The tornado made of stacked ink lines leaped into the air and turned into a roaring ink dragon!

This dragon is a hollow dragon shape intertwined with ink lines, like an ink painting leaping out of the scroll, with a three-dimensional embodiment. With the dragon's head as a platform, holding Jingli's cloth boots, he is looking down at the body carrying the golden glow.

Mountains and rivers, traveling high in the sky.

Only then did Bai Yuxia react.

That was not Mo Xian at all, nor was it the power that Ao Kui placed on the totem spirit of the Xiao Lei Department.

But the lines of cause and effect!

This is the cause and effect that Ao Kui imposed on this totem spirit!

Xi Ming, who was born in Jucheng, changed his methods several times and pursued Ao Kui from various directions such as blood energy, real name, and Yuan Li. However, Ao Kui, who had the vision of a peak true king, cut off the contact in advance.

The world-famous Jiang Wang had just arrived in the Floating Land World, and he had already used the art of remembrance to pursue the connection between the soul and the soul.

He himself, Lian Yuchan and Lin Xian also tried. In addition, King Qing cooperated and all the ministries in Fulu searched the world.

But so far, all attempts have been in vain.

It was not until this moment that Jingli stopped the explosion of the totem spirit of the Xiaolei Department, found out the cause and effect from it, and found the "cause" from the "effect", that he finally truly grasped Ao Kui's direction for the first time!

Although it is not as powerful as the legendary causal power, it still has a bit of "grasping fate as a thread" style!

Is this Liuli Buddha?

Jingli clasped his palms in front of him, stood on the dragon's head, looked into the distance with clear eyes, and the monk's robes were dancing wildly in the wind.

The Dragon of Black Lines shook its body and carried Jiang Wang and the other three people on the dragon's spine, then suddenly turned east and flew at a terrifying speed!

Jiang Wang was not far behind Jingli, with his hand on his sword and facing the wind, his whole body's aura suddenly condensed, and he stood like a green pine.

Xi Ming said nothing at the last position on the dragon's spine, only the colorful rays of light flickering between his ever-changing fingers. He was arranging his puppets, repairing the mechanisms that could be repaired, and pre-heating the puppets that needed to be warmed up.

urge.

Ao Kui's location has been found, and everyone is preparing for battle.

Bai Yuxia...no need to prepare.

Although he is also a genius of the Yellow River, due to his current cultivation level, there is really no need for him to defeat Ao Kui.

"How about I go back to the Fire Department to see Lian Yuchan?" he asked.

"No need, she is safe for now." Jiang Wang said calmly: "Just follow me."

With Bai Yuxia's intelligence, she could of course know as soon as she heard that Jiang Wang had made preparations in advance. At the same time, she also understood that these preparations could not be announced in advance.

Jiang Wang, who can tell, has already said that he will not hide it from him, Bai Yujing's big shopkeeper, the soul strategist of Xianrenju.

The floating land world is not their world, and all communication cannot guarantee safety - this in itself is a hint.

Although they came to this world together and walked the same path, their tacit understanding may still be tested at the most critical link.

Xi Ming used various methods of the Mo family to collect too much information, and has reached a consensus with the owner on certain aspects. Jing Li also has this understanding, is this tacit understanding still there?

Bai Yuxia then asked: "What sutra did the little holy monk recite just now?"

While grasping the vague cause and effect, Jingli said: "I don't know either. I kept practicing and practicing, and suddenly one day I got some scriptures. My uncle said that 'the rhyme of the Dharma is pure, and you are born with the Tao'."

I don’t quite understand. How can I be born with enlightenment? Didn’t I realize it myself?”

The indifferent drama could not be more indifferent: "The uncle the little holy monk mentioned is the abbot of your temple and the hard-working master?"

Jingli has never liked this mechanism master very much, but he never tries to undermine his junior brother. He will cooperate when his junior brother asks him to cooperate, so he replied: "Yes."

Jiang Wang thought thoughtfully: "What did your master say?"

"Master said not to recite everything out loud, lest those thieves learn it secretly."

When Jiang Wang heard the word "thief bald", he thought of his own "Avalokitesvara" and the "Vajra Thunder Sound of Subduing Heretics" sandwiched in the secret book, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. How could Kujue not be embarrassed?

"...I mean, how does he evaluate your book?"

Even though a formidable enemy is in front of him and he is busy trying to capture cause and effect, Jingli still cannot hide his pride: "Master said that this sutra is among the best among the works of Buddhas in the world, second only to the "Suffering Awakening Wisdom Sutra" created by him.

Looking at the history of Buddhism, from ancient times to the present, my talent is second only to his!"

He glanced at Jiang Wang in the middle of his busy schedule and comforted him warmly: "Junior brother, you can join me."

Kujue's whole life was finished in front of Jingli.

Only Jingli will trust him without reservation and without discount.

Jiang Wang was stunned for a moment: "Why haven't I heard of this sutra? Has he taught you?"

What kind of state do you have to be in before you dare to write your name into the name of the scriptures?

Ku Jue is definitely not the most talented person in the Buddhist sect, but he is definitely the first person at the real person level to dare to compose sutras like this.

Jingli shook his head: "Master said that the Sutra should not be taught lightly. My current age is far from being able to bear his wisdom. I will only be qualified to teach it when I catch up with him one day."

For things like preaching scriptures and preaching, there have always been only talent requirements, understanding requirements, fundamental requirements, and character requirements... This is the first time I heard that there is an age requirement.

This silly boy Jingli may not have thought about it, but his age will never catch up with Kujue's age.

It’s all nonsense!

Jiang Wang almost believed it.

It means that something is wrong. If this sutra really existed, suffering would have been revealed long ago.

The problem is that if Kujue dared to say in front of him that Lao Shizi's Kujue Wisdom Sutra is the first sutra of Buddhism, he would definitely take it out word for word and compare it with all the major Buddhist scriptures.

That is why I have no doubt about Jingli.

Bai Yuxia didn't know much about Ku Jue, or to be more honest, he didn't know him. There was almost no such person in the Xuankong Temple... He only felt that he could teach Jing etiquette and had a close relationship with his employer, so he must be a highly respected senior.

He said in awe, "What is the name of this sutra written by the young holy monk?"

"I haven't finished enlightenment yet, and I haven't chosen a name yet." Jingli did not look back, but said to Jiang Wang in a very serious tone: "Junior brother, you are well-read and knowledgeable, can you help me think of a name?"

Feeling this heavy trust, Jiang Wang said seriously: "I will definitely help you think about it."

Bai Yuxia was about to speak but stopped.
To be continued...