Joyous Bodhisattva and Jiulong Venerable are fighting.
Joyous Bodhisattva asked Master Jiulong whether the death of Yin Xiu was related to his junior brother Xue Yaseng.
Lord Jiulong was naturally unwilling to bear this cause and effect, and he really didn't know what Yin Xiu and Xueya Seng had planned.
As for the fact that Snow Cliff Monk was having fun on the Bailong River to relieve the depression in his heart, he knew it. But besides having fun, what else did Snow Cliff Monk do? Lord Jiulong didn't bother to pay attention to it.
Got it!
Such a big living person, who had been cultivating in the lower realm for tens of thousands of years before ascending to the upper realm, can be regarded as a member of the old world, does he need the Nine Dragons Master to be by his side as a nanny?
True immortal level beings should be responsible for their own actions.
Coupled with his natural character problems, Venerable Jiulong's attitude is a bit cold and tough.
Joyful Bodhisattva is the most unbearable of such an attitude.
In his opinion, this is disrespect for him, slandering himself in his heart, and speaking ill of himself secretly - in Buddhism, he has been discriminated against for a long time, and the Bodhisattva Joy has become a little psychologically distorted.
As a result, the two began to argue. Joyous Bodhisattva insisted on taking more than a dozen female disciples into the Nine Dragons Cave. The Lord Nine Dragons and a group of disciples lined up in a row and said, "How dare you bring female disciples into the Nine Dragons Cave?"
In the land of cultivation, he dared to let go and beat them all to death.
During the tearing, white sword lights filled the sky in the direction of Bailong City like rain, falling one after another.
Bodhisattva Joy and Venerable Nine Dragons turned their heads at the same time. Bodhisattva Joy and Joy exclaimed in shock, "What a powerful sword", while Venerable Nine Dragons nodded and smiled in admiration: "What a beautiful sword!"
Then, Bodhisattva Joy and Lord Jiulong looked at each other at the same time. Deep in their eyes, there was a hint of contempt for each other.
Happy Bodhisattva felt that Lord Jiulong was an inexplicable slut. As a cultivator, of course he had to judge immediately whether the sword light was powerful or not, whether to push it hard or to grease the soles of his shoes and turn around and leave...
It is the instinct of a cultivator.
Happy Bodhisattva felt that he could see at a glance the complex and powerful Taoist charm contained in the white sword light that filled the sky. He was definitely a terrifying Taoist Sword Immortal. His understanding of all the wonderful Taoism was far beyond that of ordinary people.
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That’s why he exclaimed, ‘What a powerful sword’!
And Venerable Jiulong also despises Joyful Bodhisattva for the same reason.
We all know how to shout "Awesome", but where is the awesomeness?
Lord Jiulong could see at a glance that the extremely superb dexterity, nature, harmony and tranquility contained in the white sword light that filled the sky.
The man who wields the sword understands the profound meaning of the great road, like a stroke of thick ink and color spread on the white paper. Each stroke is harmonious and smart, and every stroke is in line with nature... It is a completely natural concerto of the great road. The man who draws the sword
The mastery of Hunyuan, Liangyi, Four Phases, Five Elements, and even wind, cloud, thunder, water mist power, etc. is extremely exquisite!
Lord Jiulong also recognized at a glance that the man who drew the sword did not have a very deep grasp of these laws of the great road.
If the avenues of heaven and earth in Liangyi Heaven are like giant pillars ascending to the sky, and enlightenment is the process of climbing these giant pillars, then the person who wields the sword may have just climbed to 'one-tenth' of the height of the giant pillars.
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However, although the person who wields the sword is not very passionate about the understanding and control of the Dao, he has already understood and mastered the Dao, but it is so exquisite and precise.
He also controlled the avenue and used it to hurt people. Lord Jiulong climbed up the entire giant pillar and saw the top of the pillar... But his method of attacking people was like lifting a mountain and smashing eggs, rough and simple!
The 'Tao' of the man who drew the sword was to carve a huge mountain into a lifelike statue of a beauty, and to give this beauty perfect activity, allowing this beauty to dance gracefully, holding a sharp sword, and dancing with sword light all over the sky.
Go kill someone!
Lord Jiulong knew very well that he could suppress the person who drew the sword with just one finger.
But when it comes to controlling the Dao and the 'artistic interpretation' of the 'Dao Yun', the opponent can crush him with just one finger!
That’s why he exclaimed, ‘What a beautiful sword’!
Therefore, he despises the Bodhisattva Joy very much. Apart from saying "fuck, that's awesome", what else do you know?
Do you see the beauty of this sword light, the wonder of this sword light, the elegance of this sword light, the charm of this sword light?
No...you didn't see anything!
You are a weakling who is a shame to the Buddha and Bodhisattvas...ah!
Venerable Jiulong clasped his hands together and murmured: "If the person who draws the sword is as good as the young monk, the young monk is no enemy of his sword!"
In the mind of Venerable Jiulong, a relic shone brightly.
He began to simulate what would happen to him in various realms when facing this sword.
First level of heaven, instant kill...
Third level of heaven, instant kill...
Fifth Heaven Realm, instant kill...
Until he reached the realm of the thirteenth heaven, relying on the supreme body-training techniques of the Dami Jinlun Temple and relying on the defense of an acquired spiritual treasure obtained by chance, the Nine Dragons Master could barely escape from this sword!
But if he wants to be completely unscathed... he must have cultivated to the sixteenth level of heaven and be able to move the acquired spiritual treasure relatively smoothly. Only then can he be unscathed and be able to counterattack the sword with great force!
Drops of coldness suddenly seeped out from Venerable Jiulong's forehead.
He considers himself to be a person with extraordinary talents, and he has great perseverance and can endure great hardships, which is why he has achieved today's achievements.
In his judgment, the cultivation level of the person who drew the sword was definitely no higher than the sixth level of heaven... And such a sword actually required him from the sixteenth level to suppress it perfectly?
How talented is the person who draws the sword? What kind of monster is he?
He had nothing to do and came to Bailong City to strike out with this sword. What was his purpose?
Could it be that someone in Bailong City provoked him?
"Go and bring back the person who drew the sword." Lord Jiulong shouted and ordered: "Be more friendly. With such sword intent, I'm afraid it's not a Taoist sword species from some family?"
As soon as these words were spoken, a chilling white Buddha light was seen above White Dragon City. In the white light, one could faintly see a bit of true spirit wrapped in seven-color yin fire, burning extremely happily.
That white Buddha light wrapped in that little bit of true spirit was trying its best to suppress the seven-color Yin Fire.
But the yin fire seemed to be burned directly from that bit of true spirit. The Buddha's light tried its best to suppress and cleanse it, but the yin fire only slowly dissipated bit by bit. The bit of true spirit was obviously getting weaker, and the light continued.
It became dim.
"Hiss, that seems to be... it seems to be..." Joyous Bodhisattva's face changed slightly: "The seven-emotion yin fire of the seven-emotion heavenly demon? This kind of yin fire is the fatal natural enemy of my Buddhist practice. If the true spirit is infected,
Haha, without the purification of ten reincarnations, I’m afraid it will be difficult to set foot on the path again.”
The true spirit of Buddhist cultivation is like a glass pearl, smooth and crystal clear, unstained by dust.
And this seven emotions Yin Fire originates from the seven emotions and six desires. If it breaks out in the true spirit, it will be like a bucket of toilet sewage poured into a bucket of precious mountain spring water... This water is naturally extremely filthy and has not gone through thousands of natural processes.
After years of filtering and cleaning, how can you still use it?
To Buddhists, these seven emotions of yin fire are like the sewage in the toilet, which has the most powerful effect of polluting the Zen mind and destroying the Taoist realm.
Venerable Jiulong's face changed slightly, and he said coldly: "Is it the master? Who was the person who was struck by the sword? Did the master actually leave a life-saving magical power on him? Could it be..."
Happy Bodhisattva said quietly from the side: "Who else could it be? Someone worthy of Senior Brother Condor's effort to save him to death..."
Joyous Bodhisattva suddenly burst into joy.
It seems that he came to Dalongling at the right time.
He just died of a boy who served as an incense attendant. Although he was a close confidant, he was just a subordinate boy after all, not even a true disciple.
And what about the condor monk?
He died a true successor of the Buddha's lineage...
Since the time when Monk Condor Vulture left the army and fought alone, he established the Dami Jinlun Temple...and for so many thousands of years, except when competing for the position of the Great Bodhisattva of the Ten Directions, he lost to Monk Yuanjue once and was eaten.
Apart from a dull loss, over the years, Monk Condor has been going smoothly and with great majesty. How many Buddhists and Bodhisattvas have bowed their heads?
Dami Jinlun Temple is now one of the great Buddhist temples.
Not to mention other things, there are more than 60,000 true immortal-level powerful people under the door of Dami Jinlun Temple!
Moreover, these 60,000 true immortals are not trash like the Bodhisattva of Joy. Each one of them can lie down in the snow, hide in a glacier, endure great hardships, have great ambitions, make great wishes, accumulate great merits, have profound Taoist practices, and have strong magical power.
A fierce monk who is physically as strong as a dragon and an elephant!
With such a large monastery and such great power, Monk Condor can be called a small giant in Buddhism.
After all these years, he has only fallen in love with a true Buddhist lineage like Xueya Monk!
Well, no surprise, that bit of true spirit belongs to the Snow Cliff Monk?
Tsk, the physical body has been destroyed, and only a little bit of the true spirit can be saved?
Moreover, it was burned by the yin fire of the seven emotions, polluted, and most of the true spirit was stained?
Oh haha, within ten reincarnations, at least within a thousand years, Snow Cliff Monk will never have the chance to return to Buddhism... Of course, if Monk Condor is willing to invest, Buddhism is not without great power to help Snow Cliff Monk cleanse his true spirit.
of filth and help him reshape his perfect legal body.
But is this consumption...
Is the Condor Monk ready for all the true immortals in the huge Dami Jinlun Temple to eat chaffy vegetables in the next few hundred years?
‘Ding ding ding ding ding’, the dense sound of jade chimes came from the depths of Jiulong Cave.
There, there is a Void Teleportation Array that goes directly to the Dami Jinlun Temple... But the Nine Dragons Venerable has taken root in Dalongling for so many years, and this teleportation array has never been activated... So, I don’t know how many years ago, that teleportation array was
It has been in disrepair for a long time and has become somewhat sluggish in operation.
At this moment, someone obviously wanted to teleport from the Dami Jinlun Temple, but found that there was no response from the moving array here, so he activated the early warning jade chime and urged Jiulong Cave to deal with it quickly.
Venerable Jiulong put his hands together and chanted a Buddha's name in a deep voice.
Joyful Bodhisattva looked at Master Jiulong with a half-smile but not a smile: "Nephew, my senior brother is coming from the Dami Jinlun Temple... Why don't you hurry up and greet him? After all, he is also your master!
