"The Holy Mother of the White Lotus Bodhisattva (the eight-part Tianlong Guangli Bodhisattva) makes a vow..."
The corporate culture of the Buddhist country is still stable. People who make great ambitions must be called by their job title, not by their real name, which is quite ceremonial.
Fortunately, the requirements for making great ambitions are not stringent, and you can do it without your real name, so you don't need to worry about them using your name to make a fuss about it.
After all three people made their ambitions, Jiang Li stretched his right hand forward. Then, under the gaze of the three people, he gave it a gentle move, and the human race bag flew into the air.
At the same time, Jiang Li's figure turned into a rainbow and shot through the sky.
"Be very cautious."
As soon as the human race bag flew closer, Our Lady of White Lotus stretched out her hand to catch it, but she did not open the human race bag at the first moment, but said this.
"He is indeed very cautious," Manjusri nodded, "However, this also shows that he is no longer able to match the power of the strongest, and he cannot fight with the power of the poor monk."
Although the oaths and ambitions of both parties are quite rigorous, there are still some loopholes. For example, before receiving the human race bag, the three people from the Buddhist Kingdom were still able to take action against Jiang Li. If the two parties were handing over at close range, then Manjusri said
Maybe you can find an opportunity to take action and give Jiang Li a little surprise.
Unfortunately, Jiang Li was very cautious and didn't give him a chance at all.
"According to the people of the Jiang family, the sky is ruthless and selfless. Although it will respond to the three clans and bear witness to their oaths, it will not show any unnecessary favoritism," Manjusri said lightly. "Jiang Li's performance also proves that
Now we can be sure that he is just talking about an empty city."
"If that's the case, then there's no need to worry about it in the future."
The Holy Mother of White Lotus smiled when she heard this, and at the same time she made a seal and put it into the human race bag.
She has already discovered that the restrictions on the humanoid bag have not been broken, and it is still the same as before, which makes it easier for her to open the bag.
The bulging bag was slightly loosened, and with a thought in the mind of Our Lady of the White Lotus, a stream of wind was sent out from the inside, and a figure flew out, growing from small to large, and landed on the auspicious clouds in front of her.
That figure was wearing a monk's robe, with a bare head, and a strange smile on his face that seemed to be crying but not crying, half smiling but not smiling. He was the Happy Arhat.
This Arhat can no longer be happy now. His bones and muscles all over his body are numb, his skin is wrinkled, and he has no strength, just like a newborn baby, so that his facial expressions have lost control, and the smile he has been wearing has turned into such a weird
appearance.
Even a fourth-grade man might not be able to bear such a walk in a human race bag, let alone a fifth-grade Huanxi Arhat. He was in such a state that he couldn't even control his facial expressions. He was afraid that if anyone came over, he might be killed.
life.
However, with the presence of three powerful men from the Buddhist kingdom, Huanxi Arhat does not need to worry about his life.
After releasing the Happy Arhat, the Holy Mother of White Lotus looked inside again, roughly confirmed the number of people, nodded to the other two people, and then stretched out her hand to make a lotus seal. A white lotus bloomed in her hand, full of vitality, and followed her
As soon as the hand is raised, it will fall on the happy Arhat.
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
The happy Arhat suddenly stretched out his hand to fish it out. At an incredible speed, he directly grabbed the human seed bag in the hand of the Holy Mother of White Lotus. His figure faded and disappeared into the void.
Holy Mother White Lotus was startled, and then her elegant and pure face couldn't help showing anger, and her voice became sharp: "Jiang Li!!!"
Once again, someone took away the human race bag, and they were all pretending to be a happy Arhat.
But every time, it caught her by surprise and made her unable to prepare.
Forget it last time, this time who would have thought that Huanxi Arhat, who had just come out of the human race bag and was completely powerless, would suddenly take action. And Jiang Li, who had laughed at his caution before, ended up making such a move.
Holy Mother White Lotus didn't even have time to intercept, so she let the opponent travel through space and escape into the void.
But Master Manjusri on the side did not move slowly.
"Prajna, raise your sword."
The golden light in Manjusri's eyes locked onto the traces that had not yet dissipated. With a flick of his sword finger, the sword of wisdom, which was like light gold and glazed glass, slashed into the void, slashing out a sword light along the trajectory of the "Happy Arhat" when he left.
The faint ripples were clearly about to dissipate, but the sword light easily cut through them, and suddenly, a light golden edge appeared in the sky thirty miles away.
"Hiss!"
There was a sound like lightning striking, and a sound like cracking silk. The brilliant sword light shot out from the faint ripples and struck the empty space ahead.
"Prajna Wisdom Sword!"
There was a slight distortion in the sky, and the figure of the "Happy Arhat" appeared for a moment, then faded away and flew into the faint ripples.
But the sword light seemed to have intelligence, and it moved smoothly, chasing after him, and actually pursued him into it.
At the same time, Manjusri raised his Buddha's light and led the other two people across the sky, and they were about to follow the traces.
No matter who the other party is, since traces have been captured, it will not be so easy to escape.
However, before the three of them could fly ten miles away, a call suddenly came from a distance in front of them: "Fellow Taoist, please stay."
The Buddha's light paused, as if there was an invisible magic power that stopped the three of them and stopped Yu Kong's steps.
A Taoist with an immortal style came running over on a tiger, his face full of enthusiasm.
But the three Manjusri all had dark faces.
"Marquis Shen!" Manjusri's face was filled with distaste from the bottom of his heart.
Guangli Bodhisattva shook the big spear and gathered strength, and had to stop when he was about to take action.
The great wish has been made. If we take the initiative to attack Jiang Li's people at this time, we will face the backlash of [Bodhisattva Vehicle]. And although the "Happy Arhat" can be definitely related to Jiang Li, there is no evidence.
It's a subjective guess. It would be fine if I could capture the opponent, but now I have encountered this person before I can capture him...
Helplessly, the three of them could only watch the unlucky Taoist approaching.
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"Happy Arhat" was naturally transformed by Jiang Li, who likes to treat others with sincerity.
After the initial fight, he entered the human race bag directly, leaving only an avatar outside. He also left the bag slightly loosened to facilitate the inflow and outflow of Qi.
And he himself turned into the appearance of a happy Arhat and lurked inside.
The real Arhat of Joy was indeed inside, and Jiang Li even gave one as a gift, which was extremely generous. However, the Holy Mother of White Lotus failed to discover the real one and only brought out the fake one.
At this time, Jiang Li did not return to the ruins of Donglin City, but flew hundreds of miles away to avoid being caught.
The sword light also chased for hundreds of miles, like a shooting star chasing the moon, chasing after each other, and the momentum of the sword did not weaken.
The unparalleled sword light left a trajectory of a hundred feet long, piercing the clouds and the sky all the way, but there was no killing intention in the sword light, but a pure and comfortable, harmonious and penetrating sword fell.
, like a wake-up call, making people realize everything.
'The sword of Manjusri's wisdom, the Prajna Wisdom Sword, one of the four unique swordsmanship.'
Jiang Li suddenly turned back, facing the sword light that came through the air, 'I didn't even have a trace of energy left, but I was chased up by following the moving trajectory...'
The passing geese leave a sound and the passing wind leaves traces. Even if Jiang Li restrained all his energy and aura, his movement still left a trace in the space. However, Manjusri just cut out this trace before the trace disappeared.
sword.
This sword locked onto Jiang Li and followed Jiang Li's movements to pursue him. If he was not killed, it would keep chasing him.
'Even Fenghou Qimen couldn't confuse this sword light. Is this the sword of wisdom?'
The sword light was brilliant, reflected in Jiang Li's eyes, and at the same time, it also fell on the visions that emerged one after another.
"The innate universe and the eight scenes of creation."