The eight consciousnesses in Buddhism locate the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mind, mana, and alaya. They are the entire connection between people and the world. The first six consciousnesses are the most commonly recognized by people. When people
They will also disappear at the time of birth and death, but the "mana consciousness" and "alaya consciousness" will not disappear. They will continue from the infinite past to the eternity of the future.
Mana is the root of the sixth consciousness. If it is embodied, it is a seed. It is the consciousness hidden in the human body and is the potential.
Alaya, also known as Tibetan consciousness, contains the three meanings of energy storage, storage, and persistence. It is the place where all seeds of good and evil are placed. It is the source of all spiritual wisdom. It is also called the soul or reincarnation.
Naturally, Ye Cheng did not understand the magic of these eight consciousnesses and had no way of cracking it. He could only choose to retreat temporarily and quietly looked at the mercy of the Buddha in front of him. For a while, the two sides were in a stalemate.
My Buddha, Mercy, is extremely nervous at this moment. Although the Eight Consciousness Dharma Sutra is powerful, he has only just completed the tongue and eye parts. Although this eye consciousness is powerful, it can allow him to sense the flow of the other party's true energy and control the true energy.
The sensitivity level is extremely sensitive, so it can detect the hub where Yecheng's true energy is condensed, so that it can attack the enemy and inflict heavy damage on the opponent.
But although this vision is powerful, it only strengthens his sense of true energy after all. The real ability to "see" with his eyes is no longer there. If he doesn't know any martial arts at this moment, he can easily end his
life.
Only when he completes the study of the body or ears can he get rid of the current "deaf and mute" phenomenon. However, the Eight Consciousness Dharma Sutra does have an unexpected effect. As long as he defeats the opponent before he discovers the flaw, it will be considered a success.
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Ye Cheng stood three feet away, frowned, and immediately paid attention. The ten fingers of his hands quickly shot out, and dozens of wind energy flew through the air, stabbing the key points all over the body of Buddha Mercy.
But his body moved away quietly. He wanted to try it out and confirm his thoughts.
Although these dozens of finger winds are powerful enough to penetrate ordinary swords, they cannot resist my compassion. With a slight sway of my feet, I avoided several wisps of finger winds, rolled up my sleeves, and directly shattered the remaining ones.
With so much energy, he stared at the empty field in front of him with his empty eyes.
The players around him let out a loud sigh. Even they saw the situation of Buddha Mercy at this moment and shook their heads secretly, as if they had already seen the outcome of his failure.
A smile overflowed from the corner of Ye Cheng's mouth. He put a little more force on his feet, and his body flew up, flying several feet into the air. His hands bounced again, and the energy flew into the sky, effectively blocking his figure.
When he was halfway down, he quickly moved his body sideways, performed the flying back technique, and suddenly landed behind the compassionate Buddha. He punched out with both fists without reservation, hoping to kill him with one blow.
Just when Ye Cheng thought he had succeeded, Buddha Mercifully turned around, and the golden light outside his body was shining brightly. It was the Shaolin Golden Bell that opened, his hands reached out in no particular order, and his sleeves hurriedly brushed against Ye Cheng's chest.
The Mingmen acupuncture point, completely ignored the impact of energy all over the sky, and also wanted to end the battle as soon as possible.
Ye Cheng didn't want to fight him desperately. If his life gate was hit, he would be crippled and would definitely become a fish on the knife board. Looking at the sleeves blowing in front of him, he immediately retracted his fists, crossed his hands on his chest, and
It was a flash of golden light, the golden bell opened, and the blow was received forcefully.
"Peng!"
The golden light surged fiercely and shattered in an instant. Ye Cheng flew backwards. After all, it was not easy for me to strike with all my strength. It was naturally enough for him to feel comfortable.
His face turned red and white, he spat out a large mouthful of blood, and it took him a while to regain his breath. Although he was injured by one move, he looked happy. He was sure that the Buddha's compassion was discovered at a distance of about two feet, and he could indeed see through the true nature of his body.
Gas trend.
The disciples of the six sects all cheered. Finally, someone was able to control Ye Cheng and sweep away the previous decline. After all, all the second generation disciples were defeated, which was a shameless thing for them.
The gods and others adjusted their breath slowly, preparing to save people at the critical moment. Even if they lost their reputation, they could not let Ye Cheng die here.
Feeling that he had severely damaged his opponent, I Buddha's Mercy was also determined in his heart. Even if he removed the ability to correct his eyes, he still had a chance to win.
After adjusting his breath, Ye Cheng rushed out again. In the eyes of everyone, he was at the end of his rope and was ready to fight the enemy to the death. Everyone could even feel the sadness of a hero at the end of his life.
Just before stepping within two feet of the mercy of our Buddha, suddenly a figure that was exactly the same as Ye Cheng flashed out. It was the strange figure in the spiral nine shadows. The two of them were close to each other, one behind the other.
Attack towards the compassionate chest of our Buddha.
The sudden change caused everyone to scream in surprise, and the sudden death of Emei made them open their eyes fiercely and shouted: "Nine Spiral Shadows!"
There were many masters here who recognized this move and were even more horrified. Among them, Fudo Mingou, who was with the gods and others, seemed to understand something. He couldn't help but curled his lips and shook his head with a wry smile. At this moment, he
He still didn't understand that the person who sneaked up on him outside the Great Wall was Ye Cheng, who he had a cooperative relationship with.
Everyone was watching the battle nervously at this moment. The victory or defeat of the two people depended on this last fight. If I, Buddha Mercy, could see through Ye Cheng's tricks, then there would be absolutely no chance for him to turn defeat into victory this time.
When Ye Cheng and I, Buddha Mercy, were three feet away from each other, the latter moved swiftly and violently, his body turning into a ball of light and shadow. With the zhenqi surging all over his body, his hands carried extremely powerful power and struck Ye Cheng's chest heavily from a distance.
hole.
The moment he put his hands on the clone, Ye Cheng suddenly moved half a foot sideways and punched out with both fists.
"Peng!"
Two muffled thunders exploded. Even if Ye Cheng moved his body, he was still hit by the compassionate palms of our Buddha. Suddenly, a pure and huge force burst into the body, and his fists were also pressed against the opponent.
On the heavy points on the chest, the spiral energy was naturally mobilized with all its strength, and crazily penetrated into the compassionate body of my Buddha. It was even more powerful all the way.
The figures separated as soon as they came together, and blood gushed out from Ye Cheng's mouth. Even though he avoided the important points on his body, the strength of my Buddha's compassion was no joke. He was still rushed into the body by that strong force, causing great damage.
of damage.
After spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, Ye Cheng suddenly felt his body light up, and finally regained his breath. He turned around and looked at Buddha Mercy, who was three feet away. The latter had returned to his previous appearance, but his face was pale, and his chest was as pale as
The large blood stains also proved that he was seriously injured, and even the aura naturally emitted by his body was much weaker.
Seeing that Ye Cheng had regained the power to move, and his complexion was not too weak, and naturally still had the strength to fight, I Buddha Mercifully put his hands together and said softly: "Amitabha! Brother Shouwang is indeed very powerful.
I'm willing to accept the defeat, but if I want to kill you, I'll do whatever I want!"
Seeing our Buddha compassionately surrendering, the players around him were immediately filled with joy and sorrow. Naturally, the disciples of the Ming Cult were filled with joy and momentum. When they looked at Ye Cheng, they also had a look of admiration in their eyes.
Ye Cheng said softly: "The Eight Consciousness Dharma Sutra is really powerful. If you and I continue to fight, we may not be able to survive. Since Brother Mercy took the initiative to retreat, then I would like to thank you for your concession!"
What he said is true. Even though I, Buddha Mercy, have been severely injured, how can I not have any tricks at my disposal? If there is a life and death fight, it is really difficult for Ye Cheng to guarantee whether he can escape completely. The final result is likely to be the outcome of two deaths.
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My Buddha looked pale with compassion, nodded slightly, and retreated into the Shaolin square to heal his wounds quietly.
Although Ye Cheng was seriously injured at the moment and his skills were even more compromised, the power of losing three super players in a row was still there. The invisible pressure suppressed everyone like a mountain. For a while, no one took the initiative to ask for help. Who could
It's hard to tell whether he still has the strength to fight.
If you want to become famous instantly, you also need corresponding strength.
Everyone who was in a stalemate for a while turned their attention to Shaolin Master Kongwen. After all, he was the nominal commander in chief, and two Shaolin masters were defeated in succession. This huge humiliation was unbearable for them, even if
Mie Ming, who has always been proud of himself, is not willing to take advantage of exports at this moment.
"Amitabha!"
Kong Wen Yi proclaimed the name of Buddha and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that the little benefactor's martial arts are so high. All my Shaolin disciples will be defeated by you. I have to take action personally to protect my Shaolin's reputation for thousands of years!"
Having said that, Kong Wen slowly walked out of the crowd. As the leader of the Shaolin army, he brought all his disciples to destroy the demon sect. Who would have thought that he would be defeated one after another here. Even in the sneak attack of the Ming sect last night, his junior disciple Kong Xing was even more powerful.
He was severely injured and Shaolin's reputation was extremely damaged. If he didn't take action at this moment, I'm afraid Shaolin would become the laughing stock of the world.
Ye Cheng looked at Kong Wen quietly in front of him. The aura that was as deep as the sea made him breathless. It was much stronger than the Kong Xing they fought last night. If he was in his prime, he might still be able to take over.
One or two moves, but if you want to fight with him in the current situation, I'm afraid you will be killed the moment you take action.
Faced with a battle between masters who were not at the same level at all, he was helpless. After all, even masters like Buddha Mercy were defeated by him. If Shaolin didn't produce a decent master, it would become a laughing stock in the world, and
Even so, Shaolin's reputation has been greatly damaged this time, and we don't know what kind of rumors will spread in the world.
Yang Xiao, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone steps, simply shouted: "My dear friend, you'd better leave quickly. This time you and our Holy Religion have received such a great favor. We can't repay it, so don't risk your life again."
, let us fight to the death with the people of these six sects!"
Ye Cheng smiled bitterly and shook his head. It was impossible for him to escape from this situation. Not to mention so many players and hidden masters in front of him, the Shaolin, Emei, and Wudang sects would never let him leave.
There is nothing to do but to fight to the death, just to prove his martial arts, and maybe the hatred towards these three families after his death can be diluted a little.
