Fudo Mingwang Sutra, one of the most powerful secrets of Donglin Temple.
As Zhang Mingtu practiced, infinite light seemed to be gushing out from inside his body.
Ordinary people would find it baffling, but Zhang Mingtu had already experienced it and was not panicked.
The Mind and Body Infinite Light is Immovable Ming King Sutra has entered the second level and is about to enter the third level state.
The Fudo Myoyo Sutra is also known as one of the variants of the Mahavairocana Sutra.
It will also have some of the effects of the Great Sun Tathagata Heart Sutra, but the direction is different from the Great Sun Tathagata Heart Sutra, but the Tathagata Heart Sutra is like a great sun shining universally, radiating all things.
Fudong Mingwang is more focused on himself, and the fire of anger seems to burn all over the world, destroying heaven and earth.
As Zhang Mingtu practiced, cyan and golden brilliance continued to intersect on his body surface.
Zhang Mingtu was not surprised by this at all. This was a conflict between Tiangang Guiyuan and Fudo Ming Wangjing.
He had experienced it when he first started practicing, and in the later stages, it was also these two techniques that restricted him the most.
So it is easy to handle.
Zhang Mingtu did not take the initiative to curb the conflict between the two martial arts, but instead allowed them to violently attack at the most intense stage of the conflict.
Just use your mind to control it so that when it hits, your body will not be too seriously injured. Once you are injured, use mild elixirs to replenish it.
Operating two of the most advanced magical skills at the same time is difficult for ordinary people to control their mental thoughts, but it is very simple for Zhang Mingtu.
He always feels comfortable doing what he does. Whenever he encounters difficulties and obstacles, he will move towards the best option.
Not only because he has reached the pinnacle of the master field many times, but when looking at problems at that level, many conflicts can be easily dissolved and disintegrated, just like looking back at junior high school homework after going to college.
Moreover, when Tibetan Tu practiced the exercises, he would instinctively feel a sense of familiarity, and his future brothers who were destined to live and die did not leave many memories for him.
The main items left to him are relatively few. Decades of life experience often leave him only some useful items, some magical skills, and secret elixirs specially used for practice. What are often left to him are only these most important items.
knowledge.
But there are still some long life experiences that have not been completely inherited from the book of life and death. They have not disappeared, but still remain in the memory of the soul. When Zhang Mingtu experiences it again, he will naturally move in the right direction.
Those are the most precious knowledge hidden in his soul, no less than the magical skills and secret recipes of elixirs.
The most difficult hurdle of the Fudo Ming King Sutra was quickly crossed, and silently, when no one noticed, Zhang Mingtu's skin shone with cyan and golden brilliance at the same time.
He entered the fourth level of the Fudo Myoyo Sutra. Compared to the Diamond Sutra, which is said to be the most solid and the most esoteric Buddhist teaching, the practice of the Fudo Myoyo Sutra focuses more on inner understanding.
Once the ideas related to the understanding of Buddhism are reached and practiced, one will advance by leaps and bounds and walk quickly.
As for the Diamond Sutra, no matter how profound and mellow one’s Buddhist attainments are, one must move forward step by step, down to earth, as if climbing a high peak.
Donglin Temple finally asked Zhang Ming to practice the Diamond Sutra, and even wanted to pay a huge price to go to Shaolin to obtain it.
Gold is eternal and immortal, and hardness is as strong as it is yang.
When it comes to physical cultivation and grandeur, the Diamond Sutra can be called the number one.
They are all top-notch in the Shaolin tradition, but the progress in Diamond Sutra practice is extremely slow, and they are too overbearing and cannot tolerate other top-notch magical skills.
Therefore, after understanding the internal details of Donglin Temple, he considered many factors and asked Zhang Mingtu to practice the Fudo Myoyo Sutra.
The main reason is that Zhang Mingtu had a different understanding of the Fudo Mingwang Sutra.
The Fudo Myoyo Sutra is a secret method taught by Donglin Temple. It is one of the highest methods. However, not everyone can practice this method. It is just like the Yi Jin Jing and Marrow Cleansing Sutra, the top magical skills in martial arts novels that Zhang Mingtu has seen all his life.
If a person with the highest talent and understanding in the world can practice such skills, he can travel thousands of miles at a very fast speed. However, for most people, it is impossible to embark on this path. Even if they get the secret book, they cannot understand it.
Even if you understand it, you can't practice it.
The threshold for the Diamond Sutra is not that high. As long as you are willing to embark on this path, you can move forward, but it will be difficult to reach the top.
But no matter how high their talent and understanding are, no one has ever directly crossed the first three levels and reached the fourth level after practicing the Fudo Myoyo Sutra for half a day.
This can be said to be shocking to the world. Perhaps only those powerful Buddhists in Buddhism who claim to be reincarnated can reach this step. This is not because of their innate understanding, but because they waste all their efforts and practice again. Of course, they can walk quickly and steadily.
But when he reached the fourth level, Zhang Mingtu stopped.
You can still practice it after practicing, but Zhang Mingtu was able to reach the fourth level because Tiangang Guiyuan is also a magical body-refining skill. Zhang Mingtu has already practiced Tiangang Guiyuan to the fifth level. The relevant parts that were strengthened in the early practice are the same as those of the Fudo Myoyo Sutra.
Parts are the same.
Therefore, Zhang Mingtu was able to cultivate Fudo Myooh's mind to the fourth level in one night like a miracle. However, subsequent practice requires a lot of resources and requires a little polishing. It cannot be as fast as today.
Zhang Mingtu had expected this, so he was not upset.
Renran was sitting cross-legged in the room, but at this moment he felt an inexplicable anger rising in his mind. Boiling red flames were burning in his mind, and his skin was faintly blooming with cyan brilliance. Zhang Mingtu's heart moved.
Suddenly he opened his eyes, and a red fire flashed through his eyes.
He saw an invisible and shadowless evil spirit floating over from the outside world, and a cold aura filled the underground prison, and the other jailers seemed to be aware of it.
Because Jin Yiwei Xiaoqi, who was playing Pai Gow with others, muttered: "Damn it, there is such a ghost wind blowing in this prison at night, and other people are celebrating. This thing is really not done by humans."
"Yes, this prison is very cold. My hands and feet feel cold after being there for a long time."
In Zhang Yuntu's eyes, the evil spirit swaggered past them, and the cold evil energy from the evil spirit itself blew through their bodies, making the energy and blood in their bodies feel like a fire blown by the wind.
However, the martial arts of the members of the Jinyi Guards who came to guard here tonight are all considered to be good, and the worst ones have reached the level of the I Ching breaking bones. Among ordinary people, they are considered to be extremely strong and can fight tigers and leopards.
Such evil spirits blowing past them would make them feel a little cold at most. If ordinary people were treated like this by evil spirits, they would probably get seriously ill.
Some of the Confucian disciples once fell in love with evil spirits and died unexpectedly.
This state is normal.
Zhang Mingtu originally didn't want to interfere, but the spies from the Land of the Rising Sun spent so much thought and energy that they wanted to die with a bloody knife in the Jinyiwei prison.
I think Xuedao should know many things that spies from the Land of the Rising Sun don't want Jin Yiwei to know.
The future brother before found out it was too late, but now Zhang Mingtu has a chance to change.
After pondering for a moment, Zhang Mingtu walked out of the house. The Jin Yiwei people who were drinking, eating meat, chatting and playing Pai Gow looked shocked and hurriedly came over to salute.
Zhang Mingtu waved his hand, indicating that they could play with themselves.
"This prison is very dark. I feel a little cold after staying in the room for a long time. I'll go out for a walk and you can just play."
Although he said this, a small flag below still dropped the Pai Gow in his hand and followed Zhang Mingtu for several rounds in the prison.
After seeing that Zhang Mingtu was really just wandering around, he became loyal to Zhang Mingtu again. After Zhang Mingtu's advice several times, he returned to the poker table.
However, Zhang Ming's drawings walked so naturally in the cell, focusing mainly on the inside of the cell.
After practicing the Fudo Myoyo Sutra, Zhang Mingtu's senses became more acute, especially in a state of burning anger, all six senses seemed to have been greatly enhanced.
He originally had a strong sense of evil spirits, and with the blessing of the Fudo Myoyo Sutra, he became even more sensitive.
He had already felt that the evil spirit was constantly approaching the cell, and after several attempts in the cell, the evil spirit turned around in the relevant bright and dark areas.
Zhang Mingtu even discovered several secret whistles hidden in dark places by observing evil spirits.
"It seems that the other party is also familiar with the Jinyiwei Prison, and I don't know who else is leaning towards them."
Zhang Mingtu was making a judgment secretly in his mind, based on his inference.
How many people in Daxia have fallen into the arms of the Land of the Rising Sun is still a mystery, and Zhang Mingtu does not dare to make a judgment easily.
We can only know that a large number of people have connections with the Country of the Rising Sun. After all, the Country of the Rising Sun and Daxia have had contacts for hundreds of years, and all kinds of connections have not been severed.
During Daxia's peak years, Daxia once sent a powerful fleet to sea several times, but it encountered huge storms and failed to make the trip.
Seeing Xie Hui inspecting the underground cell of Jinyiwei, he finally staggered straight into Xuedao's cell without any cover-up.
If the Xue Dao in the cell felt something, his head that was originally hung on the chain slightly raised.
A cold breath came close to his body. With the blood knife master level and keen mental awareness, he could detect traces of evil spirits.
In the past, evil spirits like this would not dare to get close to him when his energy and blood were strong. Even if he got close to him, he would be stabbed by him, and even his spirit and thoughts would be chopped into pieces. But now, his master's skills have completely destroyed his body.
It was such a huge blow that Pipa's bones were locked and he couldn't mobilize his energy and blood. The evil spirit attacked at this time. Even though he could see it, he couldn't stop it.
He raised his head and opened his mouth to call for help, but his whole body became cold. An icy breath blocked his throat, making him unable to speak. His eyes protruded like a dying fish on the shore. There was a sound in his throat, but he could not speak.
Speak up.
Under the blessing of powerful mental thoughts, his body could not help but twitch violently, causing the chains around him to rattle. He wanted to attract the attention of the jailer with this action.
As a result, the only sounds that came to my ears were the guards shouting and shouting.
"Big, big, big, I guessed that this time it must be big."
"Hey, it's Xiao, I'll kill them all this time, it's your turn to drink!"
No one paid attention to the noisy sound of the chain sliding, and Hong Ji's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
But at this moment, his heart felt cold, the inexplicable evil spirit had invaded his heart, and the cold thoughts made his body tremble uncontrollably.
The originally clear thoughts in my mind suddenly became a little groggy.
He felt that death was approaching, not much fear, but more unwillingness in his heart. The evil spirit that could be easily crushed to death in the past had become their life-threatening talisman today.
He is like a piece of dough, being kneaded at will.
This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.
He could die in the hands of a martial arts master, in the hands of a world-famous person, in the hands of Qianhu of the Jin Yiwei, or in the hands of the six-door gold medal catcher.
But to die in obscurity in a cell, and to be killed by evil spirits that he didn't care about in the past, was something he couldn't bear.
Why did he want to practice martial arts? Why did he want to break through the masters? Why didn't he accept the recruitment of aristocratic families and other sects? It was because he wanted to take a different path, he wanted to be famous in the world, and he wanted to be different.
And this path now is definitely not what he wants.
He struggled fiercely, and the energy and blood in his body worked hard to condense into a ball, trying to expel those evil spirits.
With his qi and blood, even if he was beaten to half a disability today, as long as his qi and blood condense a little and the masculine energy blooms in his heart, the evil spirits will be expelled directly from the body and cannot harm him.
But in the past, the qi and blood that could be mobilized with just a thought were extremely difficult to mobilize today.
In particular, this evil spirit seemed to have intelligence, and it landed on his chest, the key point where his energy and blood condensed, making it impossible for his energy and blood to condense into a ball, and would be scattered every time it tried to gather.
As death approached, Hong Ji's mind began to spin rapidly.
"Who is it? Who wants to kill me?"
He has realized that someone wants to kill him.
This evil spirit is different from the monsters in the past that had no intelligence and only had the intention to kill. Instead, it has corresponding rules and regulations.
He is even very familiar with the circulation of Qi and blood of warriors, and the key parts of the circulation of Qi and blood have been destroyed by this evil spirit.
Even this evil spirit is still mobilizing the remaining Gang Qi in his body, allowing the remaining Gang Qi in his body to be mobilized according to some of the key points of the Demonic Bloodthirsty Sword Technique.
When he felt this scene, Xue Dao Hong Ji's body began to tremble violently, and blood burst out from the punctured Pipa bone, the corners of his mouth, and the corners of his eyes.
For a moment, he looked like a devil, his face was terrifyingly ferocious, but Xuedao Hun didn't care, all his energy was focused on fighting against the evil spirit.
Although his face was distorted, his body surface still began to appear a little blood-colored and smooth, which was the blood-colored Gang Qi being mobilized.
In the past, every time this round of bloody Gang Qi was mobilized, Blood Knife would feel excited, because it meant that he was going to defeat the enemy and swallow up other people's Qi and blood to replenish his own.
But this time, he couldn't be happy, and even had boundless fear in his heart, because this time the object of the aura that could swallow up other people's essence and blood was not directed at other people, but at himself.
He is most aware of such effects, and therefore most afraid of such death.
"No……"
During the violent struggle, he roared, but the words he originally wanted to say could only become vague words when spoken, just like the meaningless murmurs of those dying.
"Are you going to die?"
When I was most desperate, a whisper suddenly sounded in my ears.
ps: There were too many things to do yesterday. I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow after finishing my work. I didn’t wake up until noon the next day. I’m really sorry.
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