The little donkey looked back and tutted: "What kind of evil skills are you practicing, little monk? Even the Chanti Jie Sword looks down on you. This sword is always open to Buddhist disciples, but it just doesn't matter.
I don’t like you. It seems you are in the wrong profession.”
The Chanti Precept Sword represents the ability to never become a Buddha, but to hold it, one must have the ability to become a Buddha.
The Buddhists say that all living beings have Buddha nature, and everyone can become a Buddha. This statement is not false, it is just missing a sentence about the probability.
As for Shen Yi, he was now judged by Chanti Jie Dao to have no Buddha nature, and was directly expelled from Buddhism by Chanti Jie Dao.
"It's okay, I don't mind forcing it." Shen Yi replied calmly.
If it weren't for the fact that the Chanti Jie Dao had to be handed over to the Spirit Dragon Iron Sha, which made it difficult for him to get it, he really wouldn't mind taking a bite of the twisted melon.
When it's in his hands, even this Buddhist forbidden weapon has to be put into eighteen different postures. Let's see if his "Xuanjun Seven Chapters Secret Sutra" is weird enough, or if your sword is evil enough.
As he spoke, he walked past the Buddhist sword without stopping, not coveting the Buddhist forbidden weapon at all.
After that, Shen Yi walked along the passage to the entrance. What appeared in front of him was the half-collapsed stone door, and the ground covered with knife marks and gravel.
His master Kong Xiang, the four monks he had seen before, and several unknown monks fell all over the square in front of the stone gate.
Shen Yi went over to check the situation one by one and found that everyone was just unconscious. Although their bodies were covered with knife marks and their injuries were serious, they would not kill them.
It seems that although Kong Ming went astray, he still did not completely lose his mind and did not kill his fellow disciples.
Seeing this, Shen Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
He had previously known that Blood Demon Donkey and Chen Tianyuan had the means to observe the entire Demon Suppressing Cave, otherwise they would not be able to sit on the first floor with peace of mind and not know their secrets.
Since Chen Tianyuan is here, he can guarantee that the monks stationed there and Kong Xiang are not in danger, but this is just a guess after all. Now that he sees that Kong Xiang is not in danger, Shen Yi doesn't have to worry about changing his master.
He put down the empty phase, walked quickly into the cave entrance where he came from, and ran up the stone steps.
When he passed the intersection of two stone steps, Shen Yi suddenly had a thought in his mind. Instead of returning to the cave where Kong Xiang faced the wall, he walked up another stone step.
It was a stone step extending from the wall facing Kong Ming. Follow this stone step all the way to the end, and you can see a large hole appearing in front of your eyes.
According to Kong Xiang, if the wall-facing monk wants to go to the Demon-Suppressing Cave, he still needs to apply to the Discipline Academy. Without permission from the Discipline Academy, the wall-facing monk should not be able to open the passage.
Looking at this situation, Kong Ming used violent means.
A dark aura continuously emanated from the broken hole, which was the demonic thoughts emerging from the depths of the Demon Suppression Cave and raging inside the cave.
Kong Ming not only destroyed the rock wall, but also destroyed the arrangement to suppress the evil thoughts, causing black energy to surge freely in the cave.
However, at the lower level of the Demon Suppressing Cave, Chen Tianyuan had already helped the eminent monks in the temple to suppress the riot. Therefore, although the demonic thoughts inside the cave were strong, they were not unbearable.
When Shen Yi walked into the cave, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he could see in the dim environment like it was daylight.
The dark demonic thoughts approached Shen Yi like a shark that smelled blood, but before entering Shen Yi's body, a strange bell-shaped aura appeared, and phantoms of wolf heads and human faces were flying around the aura.
Swallowing the black air.
This evil thought can also be regarded as spiritual power, and can be swallowed up by the "Demon Demon and Ghost Barrier". At this moment, Shen Yi used the mutated golden bell to continuously absorb the black energy, and various evil thoughts suddenly poured into his mind, intruding on his consciousness.
But Shen Yi had already made up his mind a long time ago and would no longer look forward or backward in the cultivation of the "Xuanjun Seven Chapters Secret Sutra". At this time, even if his evil thoughts disturbed him, he had no intention of stopping.
Either "Xuan Jun's Seven Chapters Secret Sutra" will defeat Shen Yi, or Shen Yi will defeat "Xuan Jun's Seven Chapters Secret Sutra". If one of them must lose, Shen Yi believes that he will not lose.
Maintain the spirit of diligence to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger, use the demon to forge the Buddha, and remain as motionless as a mountain.
Shen Yi continued to look around, and sure enough he saw deep or shallow knife marks on the rock wall inside the flash.
His guess was correct. Kong Ming's sword skills indeed came from the same lineage as Shura's Seven-Killing Sword, so he was able to arouse the intent of Shura's Seven-Killing Sword in the first place.
During the period of time when he was facing the wall, Kong Ming should have been familiar with the Chanti Jie Sword and practiced the sword skills, so he caused such a big noise when Shen Yi and Kong Xiang entered the Demon Suppressing Cave.
He rubbed his fingers over the knife mark, and a dull tingling sensation appeared on his fingertips. If it hadn't been for the protection of Heng Lian, the knife mark would have been cut directly on his finger at this moment.
Even if the person has left, this knife mark still retains the hatred and murderous intention of its owner, which shows the depth of Kong Ming's obsession and the perfection of this sword technique.
If the previous battle had not been in the Demon-Suppressing Cave, if it had been in another location, it would have caused a landslide and covered everyone inside within the mountain.
While observing the knife marks, Shen Yi evolved in the ethereal illusion, using both distraction and distraction to record the knife marks thoroughly before walking towards the entrance and exiting the cave.
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In the square in front of the Main Hall, monks gathered together and chanted Sanskrit continuously.
There are more than 20,000 monks from Linglong Iron Temple, visitors from various sects, and believers who come to participate in the conference. There are guests coming and going around the square and in various halls, and the flow of people is unprecedented.
grand occasion.
Wu Ang lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, reciting mantras and chanting sutras with the monks, but his ears were always paying attention to the movements around him, especially the position of Abbot Linglong Tiesha in front.
As soon as there was that movement, Wu Hao was about to carry out his long-planned plan - to assassinate Shangguan Pei.
It's just that he waited and waited. When the chanting was almost over, he still didn't hear about the change. The abbot was still sitting cross-legged in front of the Mahavira Hall, reciting the Brahma Sutra, spitting out golden "swastikas" one after another, with the shadow of the Buddha looming around him.
There was no sign of getting up.
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Wu'an's heart grew restless, and he couldn't help but open his eyes, which happened to meet a pair of eyes that were looking at him in the same way.
He was a middle-aged scribe wearing white Confucian robes and with three long beards on his chin.
He was holding a folding fan in his hand and clapping his palms repeatedly. His face seemed calm, but the movements of his hands revealed his mood.
He is also waiting.
The innocent eyes met the scribe's, and both sides saw the impatience in the other's eyes. The unexpected occurrence caught both of them off guard.
Then, the middle-aged scribe suddenly nodded slightly and firmly grasped the folding fan in his palm.