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Chapter 190: Seven Orifices Shengxia

"The Udumbara flower, damn it, it's actually on him! Hui Nan, Hui Nan, you and I, our century-old brothers, actually gave this flower to an unrelated person!"

The ancient lion descending from the mountain suddenly turned around and looked at the flower shadows and Buddha's light on the sky. His face was as ferocious as a ghost, and the murderous intent on his body flashed away. Summit 23S.

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Almost in an instant, all the vegetation within a few dozen feet around it withered!

call!

But at the moment when its murderous intention was unleashed and the grass and trees withered, a soft breeze blew slowly, like dew from the sky, the dead trees became spring, and the grass and trees revived, just like before!

"Uncle, my disciple has thought of killing without thinking, please forgive me, uncle!"

The ancient lion's pupils suddenly shrank, and he shuddered, then bowed his head.

It's just that there is no one in the empty mountains and fields, and there is no response!

Not daring to stay longer, the ancient lion hurried down the mountain, as if there was a ghost behind it demanding its life!

To be able to scare a great master into this state shows that the person he is thinking of is thousands of times scarier than a ghost!

"Hey, senior brother, senior brother, why is this happening? Why is it happening like this?"

Suddenly, a figure wearing linen monk robes appeared not far away. It was the young monk who took out the two monks Huikong and Hui'an.

At this time, those Buddha's eyes, which seemed to be able to see through everything in the world, looked across the cliff with regret and confusion!

"Amitabha, very good!"

Inside Siguo Cliff, all the monks chanted sutras solemnly, and Shenxiu was no exception. There was a hint of sadness in his penetrating eyes!

And in a city thousands of miles away in the south, a middle-aged monk with a dusty face suddenly looked back and looked in the direction of Shaolin Temple!

It’s Hui’an!

"Master!"

Hui'an was stunned for a long time, then suddenly fell to his knees and kowtowed.

Pedestrians passing by pointed at him and said that the monk was crazy, but he didn't realize it at all. He bowed to the ground and paid homage!

"Master!"

At the same time, in a border town in the north, Huikong, who had brought Zhixian to beg for alms, suddenly lost his tiredness and fell to his knees in sorrow, with tears streaming down his face!

"Master!"

Zhi was puzzled at first, but then kowtowed.

"Roar, ah ah! Xuan Bei, Xuan Bei, how dare you do this, how can you do this?"

At the bottom of Songjing's Heavenly Prison, the Buddha who arrived here at some unknown time was furious and roared continuously, his voice echoing through the Heavenly Prison and soaring into the sky!

The terrifying violent murderous intention stirred up the clouds and dispersed thousands of miles away!

"Puff puff puff!"

In the nearby cell, there were countless strong men imprisoned here who were so shocked by his voice and murderous intent that they vomited blood.

What's worse, he bleeds directly from his orifices and dies in a miserable and horrific way!

And through the sound of Tianlao, Song Jing's city protection formation was even more shocked, with ripples and ripples in all directions!

"Who has such terrifying evil aura?"

Deep in the palace, a green-gold stream of light suddenly appeared in a deep pool, and a majestic figure appeared, it was the Golden Scale Demon King!

Beings who have only half stepped into the holy path are frightened by this evil aura, which shows how amazing the Buddha's cultivation is!

"Brother Jinlin Emperor, don't be alarmed. When that man was imprisoned in the sky prison, you happened to be looking for opportunities outside. I will tell you in detail!"

At some point, Song Emperor Zhao Yukun's voice came from a green-gold hanging seal on his waist.

"oh!"

A bright light flashed in the golden-scaled eyes, and then the figure disappeared in a flash.

At the same time, I don't know how many big shots noticed the happenings in the capital. Only those who were qualified knew about the existence of Buddha, while those who didn't knew began to mobilize all their efforts to find out.

If we can win over such beings, it will be a great help!

Of course, we are thousands of miles away from Shaolin Temple, and no one knows that the changes here are related to a young man who was forced to leave and seek self-protection!

Except, there is an extraordinary being at the bottom of Anshan Lake who has not been born for who knows how many years!

"Grandma, what's this thing that's dazzling my old man's eyes? Hey, Buddha's will is soaring into the sky, and Buddhism is so prosperous, shouldn't it be?

After all... Damn it, this little thing is causing trouble again, how long has it been and he doesn't know how to stop?"

The old drunkard rubbed his eyes drunkenly and moved his fingers back and forth irregularly. Suddenly he saw the light and shadow in the wine bowl. It was the Xuanbei Mountain on the shore of Anshan Lake, and the poems mentioned on it loomed with a faint golden light.

And the name of Xuanbei Mountain was exactly the name given by people coming and going from Anshan Lake after Wu Ming wrote his poem!



At the same time, the Buddha's light emerging from the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple disappeared suddenly!

It’s a long story, but it actually only takes a dozen breaths. If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, no one would believe that such a magnificent phenomenon had appeared in the sky.

It is like a flash in the pan, but it is deeply memorable and unforgettable for a long time!

But even so, the sound of chanting has not stopped, like a low whisper, lingering between heaven and earth, lingering for a long time.

No one can see Wu Ming, Huineng, the blind monk, and the kitten in the back mountain. Even after the epiphyllum has dispersed, they are still bathed in little bits of Buddha's light, as if they are wearing a golden Buddha's robe!

If there are people with strong spiritual consciousness here, looking from a distance, they may find that there is a Buddha statue with golden light and shadow above the head of the three people and one beast, holding golden flowers in his hand, with a kind and peaceful smile on his face.

Just like Tathagata picking flowers!

This is not only the light of Buddha, but also the condensed power of faith of all living beings, possessing unfathomable power!

Buzz!

Wu Ming's heart suddenly shook, a green stream of light suddenly appeared, and the dragon's clothes flew out in circles, like a living creature, greedily absorbing the golden Buddha's light!

The originally sapphire-colored material turned out to be a little bit golden when bathed in the Buddha's light, and the originally somewhat irregular corners turned into a vague octagonal shape!

But it seemed not to be satisfied with such slow absorption. It circled Wu Ming several times and flew directly to his head, hovering unsteadily and emitting large swaths of green light, trying to absorb the golden light like the Buddha's robes on his body.

Bang!

Just when it was not ready, a bronze light suddenly flew out of the bag behind Wu Ming, knocking it away instantly.

It is the lotus lantern where the two girls live!

Click!

There was a faint and soul-stirring sound of shattering. When he looked at Long Yi who was knocked away, he staggered back and there was a trace of crack. He no longer dared to go over Wu Ming's head and slowly vomited to the side.

Na Qingguang is like a child who has been wronged and has nowhere to complain!

"Eh!"

The blind monk, who was meditating and chanting sutras, suddenly let out a soft sigh, waved his hands gently, and took the lotus lantern that was about to return to his bag into his hand, with a look of shock on his face.

Wu Ming seemed to be aware, his lips moved and his body shook slightly. However, as the Buddha's light entered his body, he gradually calmed down his fluctuating emotions!

"Amitabha, very good!"

Caressing the lamp body carefully, the blind monk suddenly shed tears in his empty eyes, but with an unspeakable smile on his face, he placed the constantly shaking lotus lantern in front of him and put his hands together in a salute.

Buzz!

In an instant, the Buddha's robe composed of golden light spots around his body emitted a fierce brilliance, absorbing the diluted Buddha's light in the sky, and then transformed into a stream of light pouring into the lotus lantern.

call out!

At the same time, a corner of the lotus petal that was being tempered in the suitcase flew out and landed on the broken part of the lotus lantern. Buddha's light continued to pour in, like an adhesive, repairing the crack bit by bit.

The blind monk's hair, which was originally golden, gradually faded away, revealing its original color, but it was even more withered, like yellow and rotten weeds, losing all vitality!

However, no matter how the Buddha's light is condensed, in the end, there is still an obvious line between the lotus petals and the lotus lantern, which seems to be broken at any time!

The blind monk hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand at Huineng and made a false grab.

There was a soft buzzing sound, and most of the Buddhist robes that gradually solidified around his body collapsed, turning into a stream of light and pouring into the lotus lantern.

However, the rift still cannot be healed!

The blind monk didn't stop and grabbed the kitten. The Buddha's light injected into it also had little effect, as if it was destined to be like this!

"Why!"

The blind monk glanced at the lotus lantern, and sighed as if he was reluctant to give up, as if he was detached. He stood up slowly, walked to Huineng's side without saying a word, grabbed the broom, and shook it as if

The remaining candles disappeared into the mountains and fields like fallen leaves.

Buzz!

The lotus lantern shook slightly, and there was a faint flash of purple light, as if there was a figure of a thirty-nine-year-old girl, bowing to the blind monk from afar, turning into a stream of light and pouring into the lotus lantern, and then flew into the bag and disappeared.

At the same time, Longyi, stained with a faint golden Buddha light, also swayed, as if he was drunk, and disappeared into Wu Ming's heart in a flash.

"throat!"

Wu Ming groaned, and his whole body was shaken. Black-gray mist suddenly appeared in his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and it dissipated with the wind.

Crack!

A sound like burning firewood came from his back downwards and his waist and abdomen upwards.

Buzz!

In an instant, the Buddha's light that originally poured into his body suddenly emerged from the surface of his body, but did not dissipate. It suddenly turned into seven points of light and emerged.

From top to bottom, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, like an inverted spoon, are arranged like the Big Dipper, blooming with dazzling brilliance!

Especially the location where there is noise is where the life essence of the three orifices is located. It is extremely majestic, with raging flames and a rainbow-like momentum!

Vaguely, the seven-orificed life fire swayed endlessly, causing the clouds to turn into clouds and mist in the pale golden Buddha light!

Looking from a distance, it looks like the colorful clouds protecting the body, and the breath is soaring into the sky!

"A short-lived flower appears, and the seven orifices rise like clouds!"

At some point, Wu Ming woke up. He was confused and forgot where the blind monk was sitting cross-legged while chanting sutras. He then looked in the direction he left, speechless for a long time.

Although the mind is immersed in the Buddha's light, it is not that he is ignorant of what is happening in the outside world, but it is reflected in his mind very clearly.

But precisely because of this, the blind monk who saw a clue about the lotus lantern not only had no greed at all, but also spent a lot of energy to repair it. Such a broad and selfless mind made Wu Ming feel ashamed!

"Wu Ming thanks Zen Master for his deep kindness!"

Thinking of this, Wu Ming slowly stood up and bowed respectfully, regardless of whether the blind monk knew it or not.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, Hui Neng's sad call to the Buddha came.

"how?"

Wu Ming looked up in shock.

"Teacher, I have been practicing closed-mouth meditation for many years. Today I break the practice by opening my mouth. I'm afraid my days are numbered!"

Hui Neng hesitated for a moment and said with sadness in his eyes.

Wu Ming's body trembled slightly, and he silently lowered his proud head, his eyes extremely complicated.

I never expected that in a game of just a chance to win, the blind monk would go to great lengths to defeat the enemy, and then even spend a lot of energy on it.

In the luggage bag behind him, a slight tremor flashed away!

Woohoo!

I don't know when I woke up. The kitten seemed to be feeling something, whining softly and crawling on its back.


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