Chapter six hundred and ninety seventh crush, helpless
"I always come back to you, stop trying to show off." Cao Shanjun said a little urgently from behind: "In the crowd, he just glanced at you and spit out blood. You couldn't hold him even if he stretched out his fingers. How could he be a living Buddha?
You can't be your opponent with someone who has been ten years old, come back."
Xiang Que said without looking back: "You haven't grown up yet. If I don't help you move forward, how will you grow up? Winter is coming and spring is coming. You are almost grown up. How can I let anything happen to you at this time?"
For Xuankong Temple, Xiang Que always felt that he owed too much. This price was basically measured by his life. If his master could not invite Master Mingwu to Xishan more than twenty years ago, in those ten years,
Master Mingwu tattooed the Ten Palaces of Yama for him every year. How could Xiang Que thrive until he was in his twenties? What do you think he should do in return for this kindness?
Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, but people with conscience also say that, seeing that Cao Shanjun will transform into a Buddhist lama and become a living Buddha in a while, how could Xiang Que watch him die at a critical moment?
Opposite, the Panchen Lama looked at the group of people in front of him quietly without any impatience. This situation now shows that he has absolutely crushing strength. No matter how they discuss it, he alone can do it without fear of the whole group.
Dansi and Xiangque’s resistance.
"Tap, step, step." After a moment, the old lama took two steps forward, put his arms around his shoulders, and said calmly: "I won't spare your life, so I will just take you to Kanlar Mountain as a guest. Stay later."
When the first Panchen Lama comes back from reincarnation, I will let you go back to Gongba Mountain. Come back with me, and in ten years you can practice cultivation in Kanlar Mountain."
"Uh-huh." The old lama stretched out his right hand, which was full of calluses and wrinkles, and slowly grabbed it towards Cao Shanjun.
Xiang Que pulled out the half-cut sword, gritted his teeth and without hesitation, he waved his hand and chopped it off. The old lama didn't even look at him, he just let out a heavy "hum" in his mouth and rushed towards Xiang Que in front of him.
Qi Changqing, who also has Tongyin, can crush an old man from the Kunlun Sect with one sword and cut off his arm. The Panchen Lama, who has been a living Buddha for seventy years, can also instantly annihilate Xiang Que who has just stepped into Tongyin.
"Boom!" Before Xiang Que's broken sword had time to touch the Panchen Lama, the wave of air rushed straight towards him like a barrier and pushed him away.
"Tap tap tap..."
"puff"
Xiang Que took several big steps back, and then rushed into the crowd of lamas behind him to stop his retreat. The huge force made his bones almost fall apart with just one blow.
"You join forces with me to stop him." Dangan Zhuoma let go of the ferret in his arms, walked to Xiang Que with bare feet and said, "Although the chance is very slim, we still have to struggle."
Xiang Que wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked in shock: "Is there no chance at all?"
"The reincarnated Living Buddha can inherit 10% of his previous life's cultivation every twelve years of practice. He will turn 100 in three months. How much do you think he has inherited from his previous life?"
The reincarnation of a living Buddha does not only reincarnate the life of the previous life. Similarly, the cultivation of the previous life can also be slowly recovered in the practice of this life.
"Okay... can you help me hold him back for a while? As long as I can hold him back for a while, I'll have a chance to get him out of here," Xiang Que said through gritted teeth.
Dangan Dolma nodded and said: "Then I will try my best, but I can't guarantee what I can do."
"You push it up"
Xiang Que turned around and stepped away.
Dangan Dolma stood aside lightly, stretched out her green hands, and drew a half circle in front of her. Suddenly, a halo of light suddenly appeared behind her and floated above her head, just like the birth of Guanyin Bodhisattva.
At this time, Dangan Dolma feels very sacred and spotless.
"In the body of the Great Merciful and Compassionate Bodhisattva... Tantra is very lucky to have you, but it's a pity that you are in the Yellow Sect." The old lama nodded indifferently and said, "You can stop me for a moment, but only for a moment.
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Immediately, Xiang Que pointed his finger at his forehead, leading to the path to the underworld.
The old lama had no scruples about Dangan Dolma's Bodhisattva body. He turned around and looked at Xiang Que in slight surprise: "The underworld? Open the way to the underworld. Do you plan to invite the Yin Commander or the Ghost King to come out?"
Xiang Que pursed his lips and said nothing. After a cold gap in front of him was opened, a cold wind blew out. Xiang Que took a step forward and wanted to get into it, but unexpectedly the old lama suddenly raised his hand as if to stop it.
Xiangqiang.
Dangan Zhuolma made a move with his right hand, and a shadow like a Bodhisattva appeared behind him under the circle of light. He held a mutton-fat jade purification bottle in his left hand and leaned on a whisk on the crook of his right arm.
"Whoa!" The figure raised his fly whisk and a strong wind blew towards the old lama.
The old lama calmly opened his old cassock with his left hand and blocked it in front of him. The cassock that looked like a piece of tattered material suddenly tightened and stood upright in front of him like a wall.
At the same time, Xiang Que had already entered the underworld. Seeing that the gap was about to close, the old lama's outstretched left hand suddenly became narrow and long, stretching into the gap.
"Come back!"
"Boom" Bodhisattva struck out and was blocked by the old lama's cassock, but Xiang Que, who was already in the underworld, suddenly felt his body tremble.
"Uh!" Xiang Que immediately felt a huge force, pulling him backwards. His body was not under his own control at all, and he was being given life and death from the underworld to another involuntarily.
Drag him to the sun.
"I always leave no room for anything when doing things. Although I don't mind who you ask for help, there is no need for me to waste my time here. You'd better save it and don't cause me any trouble."
Xiang Que's face turned pale immediately. He asked Yu Qiuyang to come to save his life. This was his only support, but the old lama didn't give him a chance. He just dragged him back from the underworld.
If Yu Qiuyang could come over, this old lama wouldn't have anything to fear, but now that he's not given the chance, Xiang Que feels a little numb.
The Panchen Lama lowered his hands, stared at Xiang Que with eyes that could see through the vicissitudes of the world, and said: "Stop struggling, Tantric Buddhism does not prohibit killing, and I have many lives in my hands, not less than those of you."
Xiang Que gritted his teeth and said: "If you dare to touch us, I dare to turn your Tantric Red Sect into ruins, and all the lamas will be buried with us. In the future, wherever there is an outcrop of the Tantric Red Sect, they will also be buried with us."
razed to the ground”
The old lama looked at Xiang Que with great interest and showed no fear at all.
At this moment, Xiang Que was quite helpless. The old Panchen Lama gave him a very depressed and irresistible feeling, like a huge mountain pressing on him, unable to make any waves on his own.