The middle-aged monk had a slight smile on his face. He stretched out his hand to pick up Baizhu and looked up and down for a moment. Even though he had already noticed it, his expression was still somewhat shocked.
The third level of vajra.
It's not the second level of Vajra's Yilianxuming and Guangxu power, the person in front of me has already opened the door to Daoyi.
It's tens of millions, but it's also one yuan.
Under Guang Hui's gaze, a ring of illusory and illusory radiance is wandering among the meridians in Bai Shu's body. Together with the majestic red dragon, it is attracting the energy of heaven and earth at all times and washing the soul of the body.
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"You practice..."
Guang Hui was silent for a moment and then said calmly: "It's still so fast."
He raised his head, but could not fully stretch his limbs, as if he was in a narrow and cramped room. He straightened his back slightly and his head touched the top floor.
shackles--
Between heaven and earth, there are shackles everywhere.
Even if he is just an incarnation, Guang Hui still feels that this world is too cramped for him now.
Between heaven and earth, shackles have been set...
"What on earth...are you planning?"
Guang Hui looked at Baizhu in front of her, her thoughts were surging, and she was silent for a while.
Originally, Mingzang was the end of his life's practice. Guanghui knew this clearly from beginning to end, otherwise he would not have worked so hard to create the Red Dragon Heart Sutra that could forcefully break through the realm with the power of calamity.
But the irony is that after that whimsical idea and even many feasible possibilities were created.
Regardless of Guanghui or Baishu, the crucial Red Dragon Tribulation in the Heart Sutra is of no use to them.
One of these two people had become a human immortal long before they completed the Red Dragon Heart Sutra. As time went by, they even broke through the shackles of the human immortal, entered the eyes of the master, and understood the true secret of the Jedi Heavenly Power.
The human world is already a shackles for Guang Hui now.
The other one is free from disasters and calamities, and does not use calamity power.
"But I still remember before."
After being silent for a long time, Guang Hui patted Bai Shu on the shoulder and said, "How did you die?"
"The more I know now, the more unclear I am."
Before Bai Shu could speak, Guang Hui sighed and said to himself: "What other schemes are you hiding? And what are they? I really can't understand.
When I think about it again and again, it seems that you have always been hiding something, but even now, I am still confused about what you are hiding."
The middle-aged monk's tone was a little wistful. Bai Shu raised his head in confusion and scratched his head.
"That's right, you don't even remember."
Guang Hui laughed at himself: "What's the use of talking about this now?"
"I……"
Bai Shu wanted to speak, but halfway through his words, he didn't know where to start.
He stroked his eyebrows and was speechless for a while.
At the center of his eyebrows, the nine-numbered lotus that was said to protect his true soul had completely collapsed when he reached the Vajra state.
After Yuan Lian collapsed, Bai Shu never saw Wu Ming again, nor did he ever have strange dreams.
In the strange dream, there are those hazy restaurants after the rain, the fireworks exploding on the river bank, the half-faded small flower windows and the rain hitting the small windows, and the flickering candlesticks.
Faintly, a woman's silhouette was reflected on the red gauze tent, and her wedding dress was as red as fire, gently illuminating the small house.
Baizhu felt that those dreams were really bizarre and terrifying. Every scene of mottled and chaotic light and shadow, every tiny speck of dust, was clearly vivid in his mind.
He had seen the scene of the Vajra Temple in his dream, and now when he compared it, it was exactly the same.
"If I really remember..."
Bai Shu was silent for a moment, then whispered in his heart: "Then I am still me?"
He has always subconsciously avoided this issue, but it is always unavoidable.
Is he the ordinary college student who likes to complain, watch TV shows, and be a lazy dog, or is he the ignorant, scumbag with a strong personality?
Baizhu couldn't understand all this.
"I heard that besides going to the Nirvana Pool every day, do you practice fighting with Wu Gui and the others?" Guang Hui asked.
"Exactly." Bai Shu put away his thoughts and bowed and replied: "Uncle Wu Gui and his disciples have great magical powers. I talked with them about Zen and fighting techniques, and my disciples benefited a lot."
"After all, you have to stop at the point without murderous intent. What's more, Wugui and the others are already far behind you."
Guang Hui shook her head, suddenly mentioned Atractylodes, and took one step:
"If you want to hone your Zen mind, I will take you to a place!"
The sky and the earth were spinning, and even though he was already at the third level of Vajra cultivation, Bai Shu still couldn't clearly see Guanghui's movements, and the things in front of him instantly became blurred, like monotonous ink lines.
When Bai Zhu opens his eyes again, the world becomes clear again.
He has been moved from Tianzhu Peak to another realm.
It was chaotic and chaotic. Looking up and down, it was all pitch black, with no bright colors to be seen. It was as dark as thick ink, and you couldn't even see your fingers.
"This is also a cave, but its size is not as good as that of Vajra Temple, but it is still a cave, independent of Vajra Temple, hidden in the infinite void."
"The Vajra Temple has been established for thousands of years. Since the founder established Zen in Nantu, it has offended countless people, large and small."
Guang Hui's voice sounded faintly. At this moment, the middle-aged monk had disappeared, and only the voice spread:
"This realm you are in was built by the founder himself, and has been blessed by countless monks chanting sutras. It is called the Hell of Ten Confusions, and all the enemies of the Buddha in the Vajra Temple of the past generations have been imprisoned in it."
"Prison?" Baizhu was slightly surprised.
It wasn't that he was shocked by the prison, but he didn't expect that in order to imprison enemies, the Vajra Temple actually opened up a small and permanent void sky from outside the big cave sky.
"In the Prison of Ten Troubles, those imprisoned are the most ferocious and evil people from all ages. They are extremely powerful and unruly. They will never hold back in a fight. You can do your best without any scruples."
Guang Hui's voice came from far away: "These days, just stay in the hell of ten confusions and avoid the limelight."
"Avoid the limelight? Avoid what limelight?"
"The peacock from Qianyu Pavilion sneaked in yesterday and was moved out by me. Her innate five-element true light is very difficult to deal with. She has the true charm of the five-element path, and the palace master of Guangxia Palace... In short, wait and see
I will drive them out of Nantu, please show your face again."
"..." Bai Shu nodded helplessly: "Can they come in and out at will in the Vajra Temple?"
"If you're not afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of 10,000. If the female donor you provoked joins forces, I will also have a big headache."
Guang Hui's voice finally fell: "When the ceremony is held, I will send you out again and spend some time in the hell of ten confusions."
"I hope we won't join forces."
Guang Hui's voice no longer came, leaving only Bai Shu's soliloquy:
"I only have a few kilograms of meat, how can it be enough for them to share?"
