Because you never know whether there is a man around you who covets your manhood, nor can you guess whether your opponent will use some shameful tricks.
Everyone is from a well-known and upright family, and they are all equally comrades, but in the end, they were fighting each other and suddenly resorted to such dirty tricks. It was simply... extremely shameless!
Hard, Zhang Daoyi felt that his fist was hard.
He would rather be slashed with a sword than fall into such an embarrassing situation.
However, Zhang Daoyi couldn't say it yet and could only endure it by himself, which was quite frustrating.
Jiang Liguang was observing the changes in the Qi within his body and could imagine how Zhang Daoyi's state of mind was going through ups and downs at this moment. Even years of meditation practice could not suppress such mental fluctuations.
Under this situation, if Zhang Daoyi still discovered what he had done, Jiang Li would have eaten Wuzhishan on the spot.
Zhong Shenxiu watched the battle, his plain face now showing a look of interest, "High frequency swordsmanship, such a weird name."
"To be precise, it's the Divine Sword Controlling Thunder Gao Zhoubo True Technique."
As Jiang Li spoke, he transformed the innate Qi into water Qi to cool down the Mo Wu Sword.
This Divine Sword Controlling Thunder Gao Zhoubo technique is extremely powerful, but it also consumes a lot of weapons. In other words, the Mo Wu Battle Box is a sixth-grade Taoist weapon, otherwise it may not be able to withstand this kind of sword technique.
After a large amount of water vapor evaporates from the sword, the Mowu sword automatically changes, and one part after another forms a scabbard to contain the long sword.
Jiang Li decided to call it a day.
After a fierce fight with Zhang Daoyi, although he was not injured, his Qi was greatly depleted and needed to be restored urgently, and a trace of Qi he had quietly stolen also needed to be studied.
This trace of true energy is directly absorbed from Zhang Dao's Dantian. You can observe the changes of Zhang Dao's energy from it. I don't dare to say that you directly learned the true secret of Jiutian Demon, but you can still get a glimpse of some secrets.
For two reasons, no matter which one is crucial, Jiang Li decided to leave the game temporarily and not think about continuing the battle.
"Donor, please stay."
There was a voice coming from behind, and when Jiang Li heard it, ripples appeared in his calm heart.
Jiang Li had been deeply impressed by this sentence since the last time he was called "donor, please stay". Now being called like this again almost made him have a stress reaction.
'If my energy hadn't been depleted now, I would have blown your bald head off.'
Jiang Li muttered to himself, but on the surface he calmly turned around, looked at the monk sitting cross-legged on Bai Long, and said calmly: "Master, what do you have to say?"
"Amitabha."
Huilun clasped his hands together and said: "I don't take the advice seriously, I'm just curious about the donor. If the young monk saw it right before, the giant palm that turned into the Five Finger Mountain came from the donor. It can be seen that the donor has a predestined relationship with the Buddha. Therefore,
The young monk wants to ask the donor for advice."
As a moral and well-educated monk, Huilun certainly can't say "let me see your details", but pays attention to a teacher who has a reputation.
In addition, he was really curious about why Buddhist things appeared on Jiang Li's body, and wanted to investigate to see which third-level Buddhist monk was responsible.
The Buddhist Kingdom has a profound foundation. In addition to the Enlightened One, there are two great masters, both of whom are of the third rank. If the Buddha Kingdom is taken as a whole, then the number of the third rank of all the forces in the world should be respected by the Buddha Kingdom.
Unfortunately, although the Buddhist country is one country, there are also factions within it, and it is not really monolithic.
This time, the Holy Mother of White Lotus should be the one to take action from the Buddhist kingdom, but there is no guarantee that the two masters have other plans and arrangements.
Two reasons, no matter which one they are, are enough for Huilun to test.
"Jiang has been exhausted. If Master is interested, we can wait until Jiang recovers before fighting again," Jiang Li replied, "After all, there is only one gate to hell."
There is only one gate to hell, and there is only one winner in the end. Sooner or later, the two will have a battle, provided that Huilun can win by then.
Now that Jiang Li has fought a battle, it is completely reasonable for him to temporarily withdraw from the game.
But since Hui Lun proposed this idea, he was naturally confident of convincing Jiang Li.
"The young monk can have a spiritual confrontation with the donor without using his true energy," Hui Lun said with a warm look, "In addition, the young monk observed that the donor's previous transformation into a dragon had the shape of a dragon but did not have the meaning of a real dragon.
It must be that the real dragon has not been seen yet, but in the young monk's memory, there is the shape of the real dragon. If the donor fights with the young monk, he may be able to learn the appearance of the real dragon from the young monk's memory."
"At the same time, master, you may also get some information you want to know from my memory, right?" Jiang Li asked instead without losing his mind because of the benefits given by Hui Lun.
"Of course." Huilun nodded.
"Master is sincere."
"Monks don't lie."
Huilun is sincere and shows calmness.
[Analysis from the expression, Huilun did not lie, and there is no trace of lies in what he said. Monks do not lie. If Huilun violates the precepts at this moment, there may be flaws in the spiritual confrontation. 】
[But this does not mean that Huilun gives you a choice.]
The words of cause and effect automatically appeared in front of his eyes, and Jiang Li felt an invisible spiritual consciousness rushing around him, always looking for flaws in himself, trying to invade his mind.
Huilun's spiritual consciousness is looking for Jiang Li's flaw. If Jiang Li accepts a mental confrontation because of the temptation of the true dragon's form, then he has developed greed, and this greed becomes a trigger, allowing his spiritual consciousness to invade.
If Jiang Li should not fight this battle, it means that he has restrained his greed, but the reason why he should not fight is because he is not sure and does not want to fail or is afraid of failure.
This became a loophole in a sense, and Hui Lun found a way to invade.
Any mental fluctuation is not considered a flaw in normal times, but in the face of experts who are good at this, it may give them a chance to succeed.
The confrontation has already begun.
"The monk is really insidious," Jiang Li became expressionless, "Is this also the compassion of Buddhism?"
He changed the name of Hui Lun, and his words showed hostility.
"Compassion, no mercy..."
Hui Lun sat cross-legged on the white dragon and said with a smile: "The young monk has given up his mercy. Where are you, the donor?"
"Oh, I'm a fighter."
Jiang Li sneered, his eyes flashing strangely, "Being aggressive means that you are not sure of victory. You are afraid of me, monk, you are afraid."
The sound was like a roaring bell, and by the end, it was carrying the sound of thunder, striking the opponent's mind with the ultimate power of thunder.
In the eyes, figures such as stars, heavenly stems, earthly branches, and eight trigrams emerge one by one. The complex patterns seem to contain infinite mysteries, and the changes every moment seem to make people fall deeply into them.
Because of Jiang Li's performance, Huilun was afraid, so he tried to use words to attack the opponent instead of crushing him grandly.
Jiang Li's words were better than the words of countless assassins. They pointed out Huilun's fear and made his heart sink.
To say Huilun is afraid may be an exaggeration, but to say fear is definitely there.
When this sentence appeared, the wind suddenly became strong, the muffled thunder sounded faintly, and the Huilun, whose heart was fluctuating, secretly screamed something bad.
The wind is moving, the thunder is moving, and the heart is moving.
The movements in the outside world further affected his mind. Huilun felt that Jiang Li's gaze seemed to have substance. It shone on his body, his body, his energy, and his spirit. He was seen thoroughly inside and out. His sight was like light, penetrating everything.
The emperor is angry, talks, laughs and kills.
The intimidation brought by the gaze goes straight into the mind. If it were anyone else, facing such a gaze, they would have been defeated by this intimidation and surrendered without a fight.
Although Huilun is very human, he still has some real fear in his heart because he was suppressed by Jiang Li.
It seems that Jiang Li is not good at mental confrontation, but after actually confronting him, he discovered that this person's mind is extremely sharp.
And it is like being able to see into people's hearts. Unlike the Wheel of Wisdom, which can invade with the appearance of any thought, it can grasp the mentality of others and directly destroy the state of mind. It can also use external demons to invade the inner spirit and move it with the sound of wind and thunder.
mind.
"Amitabha."
The face of Hui Lun is no longer warm, but has a solemn look on it, and he is reciting scriptures:
"There are five aggregates of consciousness, like the shadows of trees on water,
What you see is like a dream, and you should not make any mistakes.
The three existences are like the sun's flames, illusory dreams, and hairy chakras,
If you can observe like this, you will eventually be liberated."
The spirit fluctuates, as if there is a sword of wisdom in the heart, cutting off the trace of fear, breaking away the worries, calming the mind in time, and at the same time——
"It's like a hot flame, which spins and confuses the mind."
The strong wind at night suddenly became very hot, and the dark night sky was gradually infected with red light. The heat flow surged and stirred, making people feel like they were trapped in a burning house and bathed in blazing fire.
"The thirsty beast takes water, but there is no need for water."
Jiang Li suddenly felt thirsty, the water in his mouth was disappearing, and external flames seemed to have invaded his mouth, burning his throat and sweeping through his body.
The spiritual confrontation has officially begun.
"Thus, the seed of knowledge can turn into a state,
As a person in the dark can see, a foolish man is born with attachment."
There were strange fluctuations in the sky, and vortexes appeared in the night mixed with red light.
The world changed drastically. Zhong Shenxiu, Zhang Daoyi, Yuan Zhen, Yang Chen and others all disappeared from Jiang Li's sight and perception. They were replaced by surging red fire, which gradually scorched the dry and cracked mountain ground.
For a moment, Jiang Liru was in a blazing hell.
Then, a vision appeared in front of his eyes, and a Rakshasa demon appeared with a green face and fangs, three feet tall, black body and red hair, holding a steel fork.
Ferocious fleshy wings sprouted from behind it, and it flew towards Jiang Li. The steel fork with cold light pierced Jiang Li's head, and a sense of crisis exploded in Jiang Li's heart.
If he is stabbed by this steel fork, he will die!
[The Yaksha in front of me may be an illusion, but this attack is a real spiritual attack, not a lie. If you think you are firm and choose to endure it, then Senior Sister Gongsun and even Master may become a widow. 】
'Bah, I'm not that perverted.'
Looking at the words that appeared on the causal collection, Jiang Li couldn't help but refute loudly.