His thoughts were flying, but he did not delay his observation and exploration of the ball. A ray of spiritual power followed the moonlight and penetrated into the ball.
"Boom!" A muffled sound came from my ears.
My eyes suddenly opened up.
A group of clear light appears in front of you, like a small lake in the Medicine Valley, clear and bright, making people feel at peace when looking at it.
His mind moved slightly, and he immediately came out of this strange state and calmly looked at this clear light.
In the clear light, there was a faint golden light.
If I hadn't been calm, I probably wouldn't have noticed this faint golden light.
Just like the lake water reflecting the golden rising sun, the sparkling waves reflect the golden light of the rising sun.
Fa Kong's mind tightened.
These inconspicuous golden lights are the real key.
The dripping of Shouyuan can only weaken the darkness of the lotus on the Medicine Buddha statue, but it can affect the Medicine Buddha statue.
The word "Fakong" inspired us.
The golden light has been swallowed up by the Medicine Buddha, weakening the Medicine Buddha statue.
I originally thought it was the infection of power from above the void, but it turned out that it had already started at this time.
Everyone's spirits suddenly lifted.
Everyone showed an expression of approval.
If you blindly resist the spirit in the power above the void, it will only cure the symptoms but not the root cause. As long as you covet the power above the void, you will not be able to guard against the spirit in it all the time, so that the seeds in your spirit will continue to grow and win.
Give up unconsciously.
We attach great importance to the emptiness of the Dharma. We have no intention of getting rid of the emptiness of the Dharma. Once the emptiness of the Dharma is eliminated, it will be difficult for the sky and the small clouds to be at peace.
We know our destiny.
Zhenlongyuan
I shook my head and said, "Why bother Zhou Zhang like this? I can just kill you and then carefully find a valley to bury you."
That is not an illusion, it is a change between reality and fiction.
He thought for a while, relaxed his mind, and let the golden light retreat into his mind. He closed his eyes and looked inside to see the changes outside his mind.
That golden light can weaken the Medicine Buddha statue, which is mysterious at first.
What's more important is the dragon it suppresses.
Monk Yuande said: "It is not a good thing that all of you have lost your martial arts. You have been enduring the power of the void, and the invasion of evil thoughts will give rise to the thought of being a minister. Now that the evil thoughts have been eliminated, your mind is calm and peaceful, it is suitable for bad people to practice again."
opportunity."
Could it be that the golden light could be regenerated before it was absorbed by itself?
The golden light has disappeared.
It is already a huge harvest to gain these fanatical believers, but compared to those round beads, we are far behind.
"Amitabha..." A Buddha's chant rang out urgently, and Monk Yuande fell from the sky, his apricot-yellow monk's robes fluttering, and his bald head shining with light.
The void in my mind is like the dawn sky, hazy yet clear, pure yet profound.
The golden light inside the ball appeared again.
Monk Yuande said warmly: "This is Zhenbaoshu."
No matter how weak the Dharma is, when it comes to actually taking action, you still have to rely on martial arts. With the Dharma, there is a way to persuade people to surrender.
This strange combination is extremely hidden, invisible and traceless, and is extremely rare in the world that can resist it.
But now, he has become a prisoner on the stairs. Everything in front of him is like a dream, and everything behind him is also like a dream.
As a lowly monk, I looked at Fakong as a clumsy eloquent person. In fact, he was very eloquent and was very good at persuading others. Every sentence he said struck home, and a few words shook our minds.
Everyone was suddenly startled.
The only thing we can do is not to resign ourselves to fate and let others make the decision.
When we think about the situation at that time, we can still avoid being confused and unsure of what happened.
Monk Yuande said: "The power of Buddhism is inconceivable and cannot be compared with martial arts."
From the proud son of heaven, he was demoted to the dust and mud in just one day.
A group of hundreds of people wearing various colors of clothing sat in an open space with numb expressions and blank eyes.
This sphere is equivalent to planting a seed, and the spirit above the void infuses it, causing the seed to grow and grow.
The void in my mind returned to the state of the dawn, hazy yet clear and clear.
The Medicine Buddha statue sitting cross-legged under the lotus seat in the sky opened its eyes in a hurry.
Thinking about how high-spirited they were one after another, I felt that the sky is so small that someone could control the Four Dragon Peaks.
Once the dragon flies into the sky, it will inevitably cause minimal damage, especially the majesty of Xiaoyun's court.
Monk Yuande said warmly: "The ones you have hit one after another are the golden light spells of Little Master Fakong."
The round bead can indeed resist clairvoyance and can see the future and the past. You can only wait and see its changes.
Fakong raised his eyebrows.
Fakong had to admire its mystery.
Everyone was suddenly stunned, and then they were shocked and doubtful.
We know our own destiny, but now we are disabled and have no ability and power to decide our own destiny.
My eyes suddenly became dark. A moment ago, I shook my head and retracted my eyes, returning to normal.
That's a huge gain.
How could we know that Zhenlongyuan is the place where Xiaoyun's geniuses gather and their low-handedness can be said to be the essence of Xiaoyun.
Fakong raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes, and smiled.
When I close my eyes and feel the sensation, I have a closer connection with the Great Western Paradise, and my feeling about the Great Western Paradise becomes more subtle.
I vaguely felt my mind weakening.
But before we could take action, he was already deposed and taken outside.
If the Medicine Buddha statue is weak, he himself is weaker. It is the weakness of the soul, as if the connection between heaven and earth and himself is closer.
"Where?" An old man with a white beard and eyebrows said solemnly: "Is this the place where I want to kill you?"
The old man said in a deep voice: "Devil thoughts?"
I feel that without the help of the ball, I have become twice as good as before.
Nothing is more permanent than this.
Amidst the golden light flashing all over the sky, I could move, but my previous cultivation was completely abandoned.
It is regenerable, which means that the energy source is constantly strengthening itself.
It seemed like a divine punishment, weird and normal.
The clear light is like the introduction of medicine, and the golden light is the medicine. Once the mind is really drunk, it can enter easily and become one with the mind.
As soon as the golden light enters the mind, it immediately ends like water and turns into a lighter golden light, like fog, smoke and yarn, and it will permeate every place in the void of the mind.
"Do you know where this is?" Monk Yuande asked calmly.
The eyes on the sword-shaped eyebrows are like cold stars, shining brightly, and their gaze penetrates the heart.
——
The void in my mind changed from the glimmer of morning light to day, like the blazing sun in the sky.
It is a kind of weakness originating from the soul and spirit, which is better than the progress of cultivation. It tastes wonderful.
I opened my eyes and looked at Yuanzhu again.
Can a golden light spell be so powerful that it can make you and others lose their strength and turn into useless people?
An hour ago, Fakong smiled.
Silong Peak looks down at all living beings and looks up at the sky to see if the current emperor is acting appropriately and is indecisive. If he is really angry, he can replace him.
The statue of Guru Rinpoche closes his eyes.
Once he is replaced, he will directly use violent methods and come out in full force to first destroy Xiaoqian and then annex Xiaoyong, thus unifying the sky.
Wanyou never thought that we would be taken to Zhenlongyuan.
Monk Yuande nodded and analyzed the pros and cons of the power under the void, making everyone inexplicably convinced.
I glanced at each of the Four Dragon Peak disciples and said hurriedly: "The poor monk Yuan De will meet you later on the orders of the little master Fakong."
The soft light under the Medicine Buddha is a little darker.
The round bead has lost its subtle changes and has become a little dim, as if the aura has been completely lost and has not yet transformed into something.
Then, the palace's subordinates appeared, restrained us, stuffed us into a carriage, then loaded us into a boat, and transported us to the island.