Chapter 159: Shaolin Temple Messed With Worry-Free Layman
Chi You originally came out to see Mo Ranchen. He knew that someone was writing about him as a big villain, so he had to come out to meet him. What a coincidence, Mo Ranchen was going through the tribulation, and the other party seemed to have a lot of enemies. Chi You was a little bit Curious, he sat aside to see how the other party would respond. He could feel that there were many powerful Golden Immortals in the dark, even Da Luo and above. Unfortunately, he didn't see anything. The other party gave in first, and then It was a pity for Chi You, because he really wanted to see others fight.
"Boy, you are really special. I have to say that your cultivation speed is the fastest I have ever seen in the world. I have never seen someone like you who can rise up in such a short period of time with just acquired skills. , a person who has achieved such a high level of achievement, it’s a pity that you are a descendant of that bastard Xuanyuan.”
Mo Ranchen and Yang Chan heard the fame. Chi You gave people the impression that he was very tall and mighty. That was the height that Mo Ranchen envied. However, they heard that the Wu clan were all very tall, and even worse. With his head in the sky and his feet on the ground so high, Chi You, who has the blood of the Wu clan, naturally inherited some tall genes.
"Senior Soldier Master, I'm so polite, I thank you for your help just now." Mo Ranchen cupped his hands and thanked him.
"Junior pays homage to the senior soldier." Yang Chan can be considered half-human, about the same as Chi You, but the senior is a senior after all, so he still needs to pay his respects.
Chi You waved his hand, came to Mo Ranchen, directly lifted Mo Ranchen's collar, lifted his feet off the ground, and scolded: "Don't play tricks with me, boy, what did the previous Fantasy Westward Journey mean? Although I am a witch race, Being an enemy of Xuanyuan, you can let me be the common villain of the three human, immortal and demon clans, but why do you want me to get together with the demon clan? You must know that whether it is the human clan or the witch clan, the relationship with the demon clan is not the same. It’s the power of water and fire. Do you think our Jiuli tribe has been abandoned by the human race and the Wu tribe, so we want to take refuge in the demon tribe?”
Mo Ranchen was a little annoyed. He had forgotten that Chi You in this world was from the Wu Clan, so he said it out of curiosity. In the end, he even complained that he didn't know that the guy who gave birth to a son without an asshole had spread the news. In the face of Chi You's questioning , Mo Ranchen could only sincerely apologize: "This matter is indeed the fault of this junior. This story is just a chat after dinner. How could it stain the eyes of you, the military leader? This junior will go back to refute the rumors. I promise that there will be no more rumors on the forum soon." There will be stories like this again, what do you think?"
After thinking about it, Chi You shook his head and said: "The story has been spread. Even if you delete all the rumors now, it will only make me feel guilty. At that time, they will only feel suspicious at first. After that, it will be directly confirmed that I am the target of the three tribes of humans, demons and demons to conquer together."
Mo Ranchen finally understood that the other party must have something he needed to do, otherwise he wouldn't be so unreasonable, although Chi You did feel unreasonable.
"Just tell me what you want, and I will try my best to satisfy you." Mo Ranchen suddenly felt that being younger was not a good thing. In front of Chi You, Mo Ranchen was the grandson of several generations. The current scene was that of a grandfather asking his grandson. Sun Tzu cannot disagree with anything he does.
"It would be better if I didn't say this earlier. It's not a big deal. In your Warring States Era, the Witch Clan army in it is too monotonous. You can help me make a more handsome character. It's best to be based on me. Every time I interact with In the Xuanyuan battle, Wu soldiers are used as human shields, which looks very annoying. If possible, it would be best to build a separate platform for us to play armies. Building a game is too boring." Chi You said with a smile.
"I understand, I understand." Mo Ranchen said with a smile.
It seems that we are going to make a new game. The fun before the defense game is maxed out is maxed out. After that, there is almost no fun at all. Mo Ranchen can't keep upgrading. After all, he can't guarantee his imagination.
It's unlimited. It just so happens that he's already in the fairyland, so he can use more time and energy to make a virtual reality game.
After becoming an immortal, Mo Ranchen felt that games were boring because he could experience the feeling of fighting monsters in the game. He could be fearless in reality, so why would he need to find a sense of existence in the virtual world? This is not
Contradictory?
After bidding farewell to the two of them, Mo Ranchen returned to Chang'an alone, ignoring the scenery he passed along the way.
"Ontology, there is something." Long Mo's voice sounded in Mo Ranchen's mind.
"You were not in the right mood just now. Maybe something happened in Changle." Mo Ranchen's expression remained calm and calm.
"That's right." Long Mo's sword-like brows, which were as thick as paint, frowned.
"As long as Qingping is here, she will be fine. If something happens to her, there is no way that Master will not tell me and tell me her location." Mo Ranchen said calmly.
Li Lizhi's mobile phone can send out signals, Qingping Sword can also send out positioning, and the hairpin he gave her also has positioning. Mo Ranchen has long been prepared to deal with this situation.
A map appeared in Mo Ranchen's mind. Li Lizhi's signal found its location at Shaolin Temple, and Mo Ranchen arrived there with a teleport.
"The power of the Celestial Immortal is much stronger than that of the Earth Immortal. I don't know how strong the Celestial Immortal is outside of chaos."
Mo Ranchen didn't expect that his speed was so fast. Now he was standing above the Shaolin Temple, looking at the temple below. It covers a large area, it should be said to be very vast. In the previous life, when there were no Lingshan Buddhas, the Shaolin Temple
It covers an area of more than 50,000 square meters. The Shaolin Temple in front of me is estimated to be at least 100,000 square meters. There are other buildings around it, one is larger than the other. I don’t know why these temples were built in the first place. How did the King of Humans at that time do it?
Mo Ranchen didn't know what he thought.
During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the Indian monk Batuo came to China and was good at Zen. He was well received by Emperor Xiaowen of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Shaolin Temple was founded in the 19th year of Taihe in the Northern Wei Dynasty. Emperor Xiaowen Tuobahong settled the Indian monk Batuo who came to the dynasty to teach Theravada Buddhism.
It was built by imperial decree at the northern foot of Shaoshi Mountain in Songshan Mountain, opposite the capital Luoyang.
Mo Ranchen walked into the main hall of the temple. Li Lizhi's signal was here. Not only that, there were many pairs of monks chanting sutras and chanting Buddha here. They didn't look like they were waiting for someone, but instead seemed to be in an ordinary place.
Reciting his own sutras and reciting his own Buddha, Mo Ranchen doesn't care what happens to them. He is looking for someone, and he will leave naturally after finding him.
Li Lizhi is sitting in the front right now. Her slender and thin body looks fragile, but she sits upright and has the upbringing of a princess. Even if she is surrounded by a group of monks, she can still reflect her celestial temperament. Mo Ranchen never thinks that she is
Like a goddess or fairy, because she doesn't need to be, she is a princess, a real princess.
The sound of chanting sutras and reciting Buddha's name is mixed with some footsteps, which makes the melody seem a little irritable. However, Mo Ranchen doesn't care, and these monks don't care either, because if the chanting of sutras and reciting Buddha's name is simply interrupted by footsteps, wouldn't it look a bit disturbing?
They are not good at cultivation.
This main hall is very big. When Mo Ranchen walks from the door to the center, he has to pass at least hundreds of monks. Why should the place be so big just to allow a group of monks to chant sutras and chant the Buddha together?
Mo Ranchen felt that this kind of thing was meaningless. If he was sincere, there would be no chanting and no chanting. Every time he passed a monk, Mo Ranchen would take a curious look. After all, he had never seen so many monks in his previous life.
, does it feel okay when everyone is bald?
Those monks were also very impressive and could not bear to look at what the people walking by looked at them.
Halfway through, Mo Ranchen suddenly felt that more than one pair of eyes were looking at him. He couldn't grasp that looming feeling. He didn't care. He was already here, so there was no chance to hesitate.
The wooden floor looks a bit Japanese style, but considering that there are many Fuso students studying abroad now, Fuso has learned many things from the Tang Dynasty, and they have not stopped. Some people even think that the kimono was invented by Fuso. He had seen a news before, and some students
When I get scolded for wearing a kimono, I don’t even think about when the kimono was invented.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, saw that the five aggregates are all empty, and endured all hardships. Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, feeling, thought, and awareness are also like this, relic
“You are right, all dharmas are empty, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing. Therefore, there is no color in the sky..."
As Mo Ranchen walked into it, a burst of Buddha's light suddenly shone, and Mo Ranchen felt a golden light flash by. He chatted about Buddhist sounds, which made Mo Ranchen feel very irritable.
Mo Ranchen didn't want to waste any more time, so he walked forward quickly, but suddenly he felt that his body had become a little heavier, and he could only walk slowly. Only then did he realize that there was a group of bald donkeys secretly setting up the trap.
He has an impatient personality, so he didn't pay attention to the formation at first. Even if he noticed it, given his personality, he wouldn't stop and think about how to break the formation.
"This is the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation. If the donor goes any further, he may never be able to get out. The donor should step back. Her Royal Highness is well versed in Buddhism. She should always be by my Buddha's side, listen to the teachings of the Buddha, and be patient.
Please don’t disturb her opportunity.”
Mo Ranchen heard bursts of demonic sounds in his ears, making him feel very uncomfortable.
"There are no feelings, thoughts, and consciousness; no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, or mind; no color, sound, fragrance, or touch; no vision, not even the unconscious world; no ignorance, no end of ignorance, no old age and death, no end of old age, and no end of suffering.
In the Tao, there is no wisdom and there is no gain. Because there is no gain, Bodhisattva, according to Prajna Paramita, the mind is free from obstacles, and because there are no obstacles, there is no fear..."
The Wuji stick was driven in Mo Ranchen's hand. Mo Ranchen felt his hand getting heavier and heavier, but he still hit it hard on the ground, setting off a violent bombardment, and a chaotic airflow spread in all directions, causing several novices around him to vomit blood and die.
"It's so noisy."
Mo Ranchen was holding a Wuji stick with a ferocious look on his face. He had had enough. A coercion that belonged to the gods came out and enveloped him. The monk who was close to him was crushed to death in an instant. In response, the murderer had already dealt with him.
I can't feel the slightest emotion in my heart, and I don't know him anyway.
"stop!"
A golden vortex appeared in the air, and a large transparent golden hand stretched out from it and quickly grabbed Mo Ranchen.
Mo Ranchen's eyes narrowed slightly, the black spiritual energy surged, and the Wuji stick turned into a stream of light and flew out. The Wuji stick the size of a brush was like an ant in front of the big hand, but it was still punctured by the ant.
"Innate Spiritual Treasure?" The voice in the darkness was a little more greedy.
The Wuji Stick immediately returned to Mo Ranchen's hand. Under the golden light, he was a shadow of darkness. He looked ordinary, but at this moment, the more ordinary he looked, the weirder he looked.
The group of monks could no longer ignore Mo Ranchen. The timid ones had already been thrown out. The remaining ones were the ones closest to Mo Ranchen. They stood at the front and couldn't run away even if they wanted to. They all wanted to retreat.
, but they could only meet the stiff companions behind them. At this time, they must be thinking that the people behind them are all pig teammates. At this time, they are so scared that they don't know how to escape at all?
Mo Yuan slowly flew into the air on the hot wheel. He wanted to see which bald donkey was against them.
Mo Ranchen continued to walk forward, but with every step he took, Mo Ranchen felt that his body became heavier. He looked around and saw that the monks were emitting Buddha light because they were still staying in this main hall.
The formation is not broken, but it doesn't matter. Killing them will be useless even if the person who secretly presides over the formation is still alive.
Zhang Xiaofan walked out, with the Immortal Killing Sword in his left hand and the Soul-eating Rod in his right hand. He was dressed in black and looked cold and ruthless. This was Zhang Xiaofan, the same ghost Li he once was. This time, he would kill people unscrupulously.
The leader of Wuyou Pavilion shook his head, holding a scepter, followed by a group of elves. His favorite ultimate elf, the Flame Demon Lion King, has gathered most of the powerful elves in Wuyou Pavilion. It has undergone many upgrades and image transformations.
, the current Flame Demon Lion King only looks like one word, and that is handsome.
Mo Yuan looked at the top of the hall. It seemed that no one was there, but he didn't care whether the people behind the scenes were there or not. He directly released the Samadhi True Fire. For a moment, a billowing heat wave swept through the surroundings. A golden net loomed, protecting the Samadhi True Fire.
outer.
Zhang Xiaofan rushed into the crowd. The monks retreated one by one, but there were still many corpses left on the ground. Suddenly a monk rushed out holding a tin staff and rushed towards Zhang Xiaofan. The tin staff in his hand threw bursts of golden light.
On the other side, the Flame Demon Lion King roared and rushed towards the crowd. The killing here was even more cruel than Zhang Xiaofan's, because the Flame Demon Lion King not only killed one monk after another with his claws, but the roar was a sonic attack, causing some monks to bleed from their orifices.
At this time, another monk suddenly jumped out and released an elephant to fight against the Flame Demon Lion King. He then faced off against the Master of the Wuyou Pavilion. The Master of the Wuyou Pavilion did not panic and summoned elves one after another. He was not a fool.
, since you are a summoner, why do you want to fight with others?
Mo Ranchen took another step forward. Suddenly, several bald heads appeared in the air, surrounding Mo Yuan, and then released a large formation to surround Mo Ranchen.
Mo Yuan was unhurried. The destructive ability of Samadhi True Fire depended on the strength of the user's spiritual power, and had nothing to do with the number or strength of the enemy. As long as Mo Ranchen was strong enough, it didn't matter what the Golden Immortal was, he could still burn it.
The Vajra Demon-Conquering Array emits bursts of golden light, and a powerful golden air flows out. Mo Ranchen can see clearly, and bursts of Buddhist sounds can be heard all around, making Mo Ranchen feel more and more restless, and even unable to control himself.
a feeling of.
"Stay away from the upside-down dreams and achieve ultimate Nirvana. The Buddhas of the three generations have obtained Anuttarasamyaksambodhi based on Prajnaparamita. Therefore, we know that Prajnaparamita is a great divine mantra, a great enlightenment mantra, a supreme mantra, and an incomparable mantra.
, can eliminate all suffering, is true and true, so it is called the Prajna Paramita mantra, that is, the mantra says, uncover the truth, uncover the truth, Polo reveals the truth..."
With a surge of inner fire flowing back, Mo Ranchen angrily yelled: "That's enough!"
The deep ink eyes are like a dark pool of death, the aura as black as ink flows around Mo Ranchen, and the whole body is like ink. There is a heavy feeling on the Wuji stick, as if there is a force about to break out of the shell, and a circle of black lines emerge from it.
Spreading from the inside out.
Ding!
A figure jumped high, and the inconspicuous stick in his hand suddenly grew in size. Mo Ranchen held the stick in both hands and smashed it to the ground. Black lines expanded for a while, filling the surrounding area with black airflow. Then, the sound of explosions came to mind.
Bang!
"stop!"
Smoke and dust were everywhere, and this farce seemed to be noticed by more and more people. Suddenly, several figures rushed out of the Shaolin Temple, holding rosary beads, pinching the magic formula, and transmitting magic power to protect the Main Hall.
"interesting."
"I seem to have missed something."
"It seems that Shaolin Temple has provoked people it shouldn't have provoked."
"Buddhist people have become more and more arrogant recently. It's time for someone to curb their arrogance."
"Guess which family this person who caused trouble in the Shaolin Temple belongs to. I will blindly guess a Taoist family."
"You guessed wrong, but not entirely wrong. This guy is the Wuyou layman from Jiejiao."
"Master Wuyou, you just had a fight with the Buddhist monk before, and now you have a fight for the second time that day?"
For a while, a blogger named "Don't take things too seriously" became very popular with his live broadcast of the Shaolin Temple. The live broadcast was about secretly filming the Shaolin Temple.
The smoke and dust were about to dissipate, and the Buddhist disciples breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the Mahavira Hall was fine. But then they heard the sound of footsteps again, and they became nervous again.
Mo Ranchen held Li Lizhi in his arms, surrounded by smoke and dust, forming a space of its own. In this posture, he walked out of the Main Hall. Mo Yuan stood in the air with a prepared attitude. Zhang Xiaofan stood on the left like a demon god, ready to kill everyone at any time. Master Wuyou Pavilion
The weird expression of the smiling face makes people shudder. Long Mo still stays in Mo Ranchen's spiritual sea, mediating and ready to support at any time. A group of monks outside the temple look at each other seriously, with wary faces, holding Shaolin sticks and preparing to fight.
Confrontation, but some disciples' eyes were full of fear, as if they were seeing a demon.
If the other party continues to provoke, Mo Ranchen is willing to be a devil.
"Master Wuyou is so angry that he is a beauty, what a man he is!"
"You're so excited. You can't combine humans and immortals. He would be violating the rules of nature."
"Isn't that a disappointment to you upstairs? Master Wuyou is the beloved disciple of the Tongtian leader. It's just a rule of nature. So what if he goes against it."
With Mo Ranchen's current appearance in the Shaolin Temple, everyone watching the live broadcast also knew what happened. It was simply that the Shaolin Temple had tied up Princess Changle, whom Mo Ranchen cared about, and now Mo Ranchen would naturally come to the door.
"The Tongtian Cult Master is so domineering. When Yao Ji violated the rules of heaven, Haotian didn't even dare to let go of her."
"That's right."
Haotian Jin Jue Jade Emperor: "I am also watching the live broadcast. Please be careful what you say."
A golden barrage floated by, and the live broadcast room was quiet for a short period of time, but it was quickly covered up by other barrages.
Haotian looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room and angrily shouted: "Ignorance."
"Your Majesty, please calm down. What happened back then was not your fault." Yaochi saw this and comforted him.
"I understand, but I also hated myself at that time." Haotian shook his head.
A group of monks stood ready and did not dare to let down their guard in the face of Mo Ranchen, because this was the first time they met someone who so blatantly dared to kill one of their Buddhist disciples.
"Amitabha, the benefactor killed my Buddhist disciple and just planned to walk away?" Suddenly a monk stood up and seemed to be of high status.
"Who are these guys? The anchor will come and introduce them."
"This guy's name is Hui Ke, he seems to be a golden immortal."
"Huike? I know he seems to be a disciple of Bodhidharma."
Mo Ranchen looked at Huike and his face changed. From now on, he suddenly felt that to become an immortal he not only needed to be free and carefree, but also to become stronger. No matter how strong he was, he would be able to defeat any mother or dog.
He barked, which made him very angry.
"Are you going to continue to challenge my patience?" Mo Ranchen's black pupils looked chilling, and his voice was as cold as ice.
"The donor killed dozens of my Shaolin Temple disciples, and now he's biting my Shaolin Temple. Don't you think that what you did is too shameless?" Hui Ke snorted and said angrily.
Mo Ranchen narrowed his cold eyes slightly and looked at Huike with a look that was about to burst out with flames. It was the anger that he was holding back. If it weren't for his current weak strength, he really wanted to slap them.
"I will give you one last chance. If you have something to say, say it, and if you have something to say, say it." Mo Ranchen scolded angrily.
The people from the Shaolin Temple abducted Li Lizhi here just to lure Mo Ranchen here, but Mo Ranchen didn't take the usual path. When someone comes to save someone, they at least have to ask a few questions about why they want to arrest her, and then prepare the conditions to redeem her.
, Mo Ranchen was straightforward, "I will personally pick them up. If you try to intercept them, you must be prepared to be killed."
Mo Ranchen doesn't like to negotiate terms with others, especially when the other party is stronger than himself, and he condescends to negotiate terms with himself. Although Mo Ranchen is very weak, he is not someone who can control anyone. He is the second generation disciple of Jie Jiao and a saint.
He was a direct descendant and had a high seniority. The few monks in front of him were several times old. When they saw Mo Ranchen, they called them ancestors of several generations according to their seniority. However, the other party did not take Mo Ranchen seriously, which made Mo Ranchen very upset.
Happy.
The attitude of these people towards Mo Ranchen reminded him all the time how weak Mo Ranchen was now, and the original joy of breaking through to the immortal world was almost exhausted.
"Donor, the poor monk invited Princess Changle here just for one thing, and that is the Tang Dynasty's suppression of my Buddhist sect. I hope you, the donor, can give me an explanation." Hui Ke showed weakness for Mo Ranchen, so he immediately
He seemed to be in a hurry to tell his purpose, and even stopped talking about Amitabha.