Chapter six hundred and eighty first draw a knife to help
On the horizon, a black line hits quickly, at an extremely fast speed.
Only when you get close can you see clearly that it is a large group of people, all wearing monk's robes, mostly red, and there are two kinds of white flowers.
After the team quickly approached, the Golden Wheel King, who fought with the woman in white, smiled happily, and the other monks also smiled. It was obvious that reinforcements had arrived in this scene.
"The other three religions of Tantric Buddhism have arrived. What kind of anger did this female Bodhisattva commit? The three religions of Bai, Hua and Hong collectively chase her?" Cao Shanjun frowned and muttered.
Wang Xuanzhen's face was about to collapse, and she said helplessly: "Get into the car, let's go? The water here is too mixed. If we get into it, we may cause big trouble."
The monks in Tibetan areas have a very high status, just like the prestige of Thai monks among the people. All Tibetans believe in Tantric Buddhism. Under the four major inheritances of Tantric Buddhism, there are believers everywhere. Xiang Que and they are here to see the excitement here.
Yes, but if you say that helping the woman in white is undoubtedly equivalent to offending the other three Tantric religions, do you think the days ahead will be better?
At this time, Xiang Que had already pinched the broken sword in his hand and carried it behind his back. In fact, he knew without asking. In the end, Cao Shanjun must have asked him to help. Xiang Que had never had a happy battle since he stepped into Tongyin.
In fact, he is quite like trying his best to see how far he is!
The inheritance of Gujingguan, Tongyin was a child's play before, but it was only a stage of introductory entry. Gujingguan's magic can only be used after Tongyin. Just looking at Qi Changqing, he knew that he cut down with one sword.
The Kunlun Sect’s old man Tongyin’s arm was only in a state of being crushed by the fact that the Gujingguan people had to reach Tongyin and crush the same opponents after they reached Tongyin.
Xiang Que longed for a battle, and after the battle, he had a preliminary understanding of himself. That time he fought with Zhang Qingfang, he only ate an appetizer. After all, he should not make too much trouble in the capital.
"Tread, trample......" The brigade arrived and surrounded the woman in white heavily, but there was no panic on the other person's face. He just held the rosary in his hand and retreated to the side.
There were dozens of lamas facing her, and three of them walked to the side of the Golden Wheel Dharma King to look at her.
"Dangan Zhuoma..." The King of Jinlun did not use Tibetan this time, but spoke in a slightly unfamiliar Chinese: "The three major sects of Tantric Buddhism encircle and suppress it, I think where can you escape this time
Where"
Dangan Zhuoma smiled faintly, put his long hair on his shoulders and said nothing, but just looked at the lamas on the opposite side casually with his eyes, and the disdain in his expression was beyond words.
King Jinlun snorted and said, "I am the most ruler in doing things. One is one, two is four, and three is definitely not five. You can understand it, right? Then I tell you, you just need to explain your Huang Sect.
Where will the living Buddha be born in my lifetime, we will let you go......... For more than twenty years, you, the living Buddhas of the Yellow Sect, have not been born yet. You have always been on the mission of finding a living Buddha. If you don’t find us, you will naturally
Don't interfere, but we recently received news that your living Buddha seems to have been born?"
Cao Shankun's mouth twitched slightly and said, "The living Buddha of Huang Sect is born."
Xiang Que asked, "Didn't this living Buddha always have it? Why are these lamas nervous?"
"You don't understand, **, Panchen Lama, and the past, Zhebuzundanba of Outer Mongolia and Inner Mongolia Zhangjia Hutuktu were first-class living Buddhas. Further down, they are second-class and third-class. You want to talk about living Buddhas.
There are indeed many, but there are two living Buddhas in Tibetan Buddhism who are most respected by the status of ** and Panchen Lama. After the reincarnation of the living Buddhas in each life, they are equivalent to the highest leaders of various Tantric religions. Although there is no political significance now
But the status of Tibetans in Tantric Buddhism is the most respected, which is equivalent to the emperor. And the most important point is that the reincarnated living Buddhas do not pass on magic and magic. If they can be passed on, then this
The strength of the first sect will increase a lot, but I heard from my master before that the Huang Sect has never been reincarnated by a living Buddha, but I didn’t expect it to come out now.”
"You'll bite the dog," said Wang Xuanzhen.
"You say this a little louder, just look at whether you can get out of this land," Cao Shanjun said with a slant.
"Dangan Zhuoma, tell us where Huang Jian** is in this life. We will let you go. Otherwise, even if you have the body of a Bodhisattva, you will not be able to withstand so many people from our three religions."
"Dangan, you will definitely not be able to end well today."
"Stop talking nonsense, take her back to Baiyu Temple and ask again, hurry up, so as not to save her from getting the news."
"The Lamas of the Three Churches obey orders..............................................................................................................................
Hula, the whole group of lamas surrounded them, and the woman in white didn't say a word from beginning to end. Even though she saw so many lamas siege, her face was still calm.
"Swish" the woman in white turned the Buddhist beads in her hand and whispered softly. Suddenly, a round of light suddenly rose from her shoulders, and an invisible image reflected on her head.
"Picture of Venerables..." Someone among the lama exclaimed.
Xiang Que's head turned and asked, "How is it exactly the same as the image of the unmoving Ming Wang in your hanging temple?"
"Brother Que, help her," Cao Shanjun said, "The statue of the King of Moving and the statue of the Great Venerable are of the same lineage, do you understand?"
"You two are from your family?" Xiang Que held the half-cut sword and stomped his right foot. The man left quickly like a sharp sword unsheathed.
"Swish" raised the long sword in his hand and directly cut it from the outside of the Lama.
"Who cares about my Tantric affairs?"
Xiang Que narrowed his eyes, and was not even too lazy to pay attention to the other party. The broken sword was like cutting tofu. After inserting into the Lama teaching the crowd, he cut a hole. After Bai Qi's boundless evil spirit surged out of the sword's tip, he instantly blew the crowd.
The strong Buddha power in it shocked the whole world.
"There are all formations, formations, fronts, and fronts."
Xiang Que raised his left hand high, and the Nine-character Mantra Sword Technique all came out, and in an instant, countless sword energy swept away from his body like raindrops.
"Puff, puff, puff..." Several muffled sounds on their faces, and several lamas were swept by the sword energy.
"Swish" Xiangque then pulled out the magic whip, holding it in his left hand and shouted: "Kill!"
The God-killing Whip can not only defeat ghosts and gods, but also hurt people's three souls and seven spirits. If one whip is severely damaged, it will be slightly more serious than **'s injury.
"Hu" Xiang Que swung the magic whip and hit the person closest to him hard. He hit the other party with a whip. A soul suddenly rose above the man's head.