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Chapter 787: Wuxie! Wuxie!! (3)
Lingyun Temple.
Xiao Yao gave the order, and more than a thousand arrows shot out from the string.
"My Buddha is merciful!" Master Wuhe recited the Buddha's name. The compassion in his eyes gradually disappeared and turned into solemnity. "Suffering from love makes you become a devil. The Buddhist scriptures say, 'Great compassion brings happiness to all living beings, and great compassion relieves the suffering of all living beings.'"
, if you can’t help yourself, let the Buddha come to help you!”
Arrow, very fast.
What Master Wuhou said was extremely slow.
But there seems to be no contradiction between the speed and the slowness. Until Master Wuhou finished speaking, the arrow in the air still did not reach the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda. He said that everything in the world can only be broken by speed. Before Master Wuhou, this speed had already
Controlled by slowness.
He, with his own slowness, changed the rules of this space, just like Xiao Yao used the sound of the flute to create his own rules. This is an ability that can only be possessed by the top level of the purple jade realm.
To create your own rules in space is to become an immortal or a demigod.
A few months later, in order to protect the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda, Master Wuhou finally took action again.
Of course, what he did was not a hand, but a passage of scripture.
"All sound-hearers, Pratyekabuddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas and Tathagatas have good roots, and kindness is the root. (Note: "Nirvana Sutra")"
Following his voice, the bells on the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda danced left and right, and the bell cones hit the bell wall, making a sweet sound. With a squeak, the door of the pagoda opened silently, and golden light surged out from the door like a tide.
The deep sound of chanting came from inside.
"All Sravakas, Pratyekabuddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas Tathagata have good roots, and kindness is the root."
It is as if there are ten thousand Buddhas chanting this sutra in unison.
All the disciples in the temple, whether they were uninjured, injured, or seriously injured... as long as they could get up, they all sat cross-legged on the ground and followed Master Wuhou's recitation.
For a time, the entire Lingyun Temple was shrouded in Buddhist words.
Hearing this, everyone around Master Wubo showed pious expressions on their faces and remained silent.
In mid-air, countless arrows approaching the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda instantly turned invisible.
The murderous intention gradually disappeared from the face of the warrior of the Heaven-defying Blade, and the palm that was holding the bow slowly relaxed. The fierceness in the eyes of the Golden-winged Tiger also turned into gentleness, and it tied up its flesh wings and surrendered to the temple.
On the Pagoda of Ten Thousand Buddhas, Lonicera's hand holding the knife naturally came loose. The scimitar in his hand fell onto the Pagoda of Ten Thousand Buddhas with a clang. When the blade of the sword met the Buddha's light overflowing from the tower, it immediately turned invisible.
Yasheng's tense muscles also relaxed little by little, and a look of confusion appeared in his eyes.
"Humph!" Xiao Yao snorted coldly and pointed his sword at the golden Buddha statues on the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda. "My destiny is not up to me but God, so why do I need you fake compassionate Buddhas to save me? I said I would step on it."
If I level the Lingyun Temple and the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda, they will be destroyed by my sword today!"
Her slender fingers slowly grasped the hilt of the sword, and the purple light on the God-killing Sword in her hand soared, so dazzling that no one dared to look at it.
The heel of his right foot was lifted slightly, the arch of the foot was slightly bent, and with a sudden flick, Xiao Yao's person disappeared on the spot.
The next moment, the purple sword light flashed like a bright star in the Pagoda of Ten Thousand Buddhas.
The purple light is so deep and bright, just like the stars in the dark night, still so obvious in the solemn Buddha light.
puff!
Master Wuhou's body shook violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
At the same time, all the Buddhist disciples who were chanting sutras with him fell to the ground, and most of them died from heart rupture. Only a few disciples with extremely advanced cultivation survived, but they also fell to the ground with blood spurting from their mouths.