The masked people called the great monk 'Patriarch Huifan'. He also knew the Buddhist scriptures very well and personally recited the "Great Wisdom and Courage Yuanjue Luoyi Heart Sutra".
When he fell in the mine tunnel, Liu Shuzhu once mentioned the great monk's name. After that, the masked man took action for no reason and saved his and Ouyang Xiao's lives. What's more, he could not only recognize the 'Juechen Pearl'
What is it, and even when the warrior's magical power is suppressed, it can still be slightly activated!
There is also a Buddhist school of true knowledge and understanding hidden in the words.
Liu Shuzhu also agreed with Hao Yidao's words. Most of the masked men were Buddhist disciples, and even if they were not, they were closely related to each other.
He calls himself "I", his words are straightforward, and his behavior does not appear to be too deep and old-fashioned. Except for the disciples of Buddhism, other powerful sects probably cannot cultivate such a simple and honest temper.
Liu Shuzhu was not a decisive person, and he knew that he was still in a desperate situation. If he could not escape, he would not be able to carry out Ouyang Xiao's last words. Not only Ouyang Xue, but also in the world, he still had too many troubles and worries that he could not let go of.
The masked man refused to admit it, and Liu Shuzhu did not force it. He calmed down the sadness in his heart, his face returned to a little calmness, and he still bowed to him and thanked him: "I don't know your surname, senior."
The other party hesitated for a moment and then said: "Just call me 'Ruzhen'. You have the Juechen Pearl on your body, so you don't need to call me senior. It's not appropriate."
"You're still saying that he's not a monk, and the Buddhist title has already been revealed!" Hao Yidao grunted, quite unhappy.
"Master Ruzhen," Liu Shuzhu changed his name and called him 'Master'. The masked man also accepted his identity as a monk. "I still have some doubts. I hope you can answer them."
"Let me ask first!" The masked man's eyes were urgent and he interrupted him urgently: "Is your Juechen Pearl really handed over to you by Patriarch Hui Fan?"
Liu Shuzhu opened his mouth and replied: "Of course, I have never lied in my life."
Previously, Hao Yidao had said that this was an 'Emperor Pearl', and I'm afraid it was not as simple as an imperial weapon. He could no longer suppress his curiosity, and wanted to find out the origin of the great monk, so he immediately told the story of the great monk he met.
After a brief talk.
As for what to do in Damingwang Temple, as well as many specific details, I didn’t say much at all.
Hao Yidao raised his eyebrows: "What a great monk, he has such a long life. How come he is still alive after so many years!"
The masked man said blankly: "What about the phantom of the Bodhisattva behind you? If I read it correctly, is it the appearance of the Great Wish Bodhisattva?"
Liu Shuzhu smiled helplessly, but he couldn't tell the truth. He only said: "Maybe it has something to do with my physique."
"Physique has something to do with it?" The other two people were shocked and looked at him with unusual eyes.
The masked man was even more horrified and said: "How is this possible! The theory of Bodhisattva's reincarnation has never been recorded in the scriptures. I thought it was a lie!"
Liu Shuzhu did not want to get too entangled in this issue: "To be honest with the two seniors, although the monk Huifan personally handed the rosary to the younger brother, he rarely mentioned his identity. The younger brother only knew that he was a Buddhist holy monk, but he did not know that he was a Buddhist monk.
, what is the status of his old man..." He expressed his doubts tactfully.
"What status? Of course it's a great status!"
Hao Yidao immediately became stunned again. He did not expect Liu Shuzhu to ask such a low-level question. In the end, he was the first to answer, with a high-pitched tone that did not sound like a human voice.
"Let's put it this way, if he chooses you as his successor, all the monks in the world, no matter they are tall or short, fat or thin, old or young, have different factions, they will all call you their ancestor!" He said, still provocatively.
He glanced at the masked man.
The masked man not only ignored Hao Yidao's sarcasm, but nodded heavily in agreement.
"In the 100,000 years since the rise of martial arts, there have been less than a hundred warrior emperors. The number of emperors who have survived in the same era has never exceeded ten fingers. New emperors often rise and old emperors die. The path of a martial emperor is originally
It was formed by stepping on the withered bones of the strongest men in the world. At its peak, it was only the Nine Emperors..."
After he explained it, he didn't expect that the warrior emperor's 'immortal' state was even more extraordinary than he thought.
One hundred thousand years of glory can't exchange for the ten emperors being born together!
Each of the five regions has its own imperial inheritance, which are called the five overlord forces. Their dominance and arrogance are even higher than those of the ten major sects in Zhongzhou.
In the history of prosperous martial arts, it is recorded in ancient books handed down from ancient times that more than half of the martial emperors came from the inheritance of these overlords. They did not move around the world frequently, but no one dared to ignore the existence of overlords from all sides.
Even Buddhism, the leader of the ten sects, cannot succeed!
Among the secular world, there are also poems passed down from generation to generation, which clearly include the 'emperor's name' of each major region: "The peaks in the eastern region are misty, the western desert shows off the scimitar; the black water comes out of the northern border, the southern border has Xiaoyao, and the middle earth says clouds
Dream!"
On the pinnacle of Miao Miao in the Eastern Region, there is a portal of the God of War. After 90,000 years of vicissitudes, sixteen generations of Miao Miao Emperors emerged!
The Scimitar Tribe of the Western Desert has experienced 83,000 years of baptism and produced nine generations of Scimitar Emperors!
The great Blackwater River in the north... gave birth to the eleventh generation of the Blackwater Emperor!
The Xiaoyao Treasure Realm in Southern Xinjiang... gave birth to the thirteenth generation Xiaoyao Emperor!
In the middle of the earth, there is a large lake called Yunmeng. It is so big that I don’t know how big it is. A hundred thousand years of time have turned around, and twenty-one emperors of Yunmeng have emerged!
…
A total of seventy martial emperors were born from the inheritance of the five overlords. Among the remaining less than thirty martial emperors, most of them were born from the ten sects.
"Today, there are still seven living Martial Emperors in Zhongzhou. The seven emperors are in the world. In addition to the five emperors, there are still two emperors. One of them has few legends and his origin is unknown. He is dubbed the 'Mysterious Emperor' by the world.
Because they don’t know much about it, many people secretly guess that the mysterious emperor has passed away quietly..." Hao Yidao scolded lightly as he spoke, and said disdainfully: "Idiot ordinary people, how can it be so easy for the emperor to achieve the realm of immortality?
Gone!"
"As for the seventh emperor, he comes from the Daming King Temple among the three major Buddhist temples in the West Desert..."
Hao Yidao said everything he could say. Seeing this, the masked man hurriedly interjected: "The seventh emperor who is still alive is Patriarch Hui Fan, who is known as the 'Great Wisdom, Courage, Wisdom and Golden Body Arhat'."
The five overlords, the inheritance of the emperors, and the names of the five emperors are still superior to the ten gates of Zhongzhou!
Although he didn't say much, the amount of information was really quite large. Liu Shuzhu was extremely horrified, and Ouyang Xiao's knowledge couldn't compare with the two of them. Only then did he have a more intuitive understanding of the world of Zhongzhou.
"Golden Arhat?"
"Yes, Arhat." The masked man explained, "Arhat is the great emperor, and the great emperor is Arhat. He is not only one of the seven emperors, but also the sixth golden-bodied Arhat that Buddhism has produced since the rise of Wu.
Therefore, all disciples of Buddhism can also call themselves ‘Sixth Patriarch Arhat’!”
People can't help but think of the great monk who transformed into a golden figure, with his body covered in gold paint and looking as awe-inspiring as a god!
"In ancient times, all Buddhist Bodhisattvas cultivated relics, but since the Great Wish Bodhisattva, Buddhism has declined, and the holy method of condensing relics has been lost one after another. Now, the world has never achieved the status of a Bodhisattva, just like there are no sages in Zhongzhou! Buddhist disciples can
Tempering a golden body is already the limit of cultivation."
Hao Yidao also sighed: "Yes, the past has been like this, but there are too many ancient secrets left behind..."
Liu Shuzhu seemed to be sleepwalking: "Then...how old is he?"
The masked man calculated with his fingers and said silently: "According to Buddhist classics, the Patriarch is now more than 6,300 years old and is close to decay. His whereabouts are erratic and he has not returned to Mingwang Temple for hundreds of years. I have only seen him.
I have never seen his statue before, but I have never seen him in person!"
Only then did we know why everyone didn't believe him when he fell in the mine just now when he said that he was the successor of Huifan, a man of great wisdom and courage. Zhongzhou has a population of hundreds of millions, and Huifan Arhat is the first person in Buddhism in the world. He is as famous as the emperors of the five directions and stands tall in martial arts.
Top notch!
Such a fairy-like figure shines for eternity, just like the sun and the moon in the sky. No matter how hard Liu Shuzhu imagined, he would never guess what level the great monk was on. In comparison, he was like a floating figure in the sewage. He lived and died.
Better than Epiphyllum!
The reason is that just like a little ant bragging to a big ant, claiming that he is a descendant of gods, the big ant will definitely think that this is fantastic.
The three of them walked blindly, and Hao Yidao said: "Brother Liu, try to see if you can still activate the Juechen Pearl. It's not too late to ask about the monk's affairs. If you are in danger, you have to use it."
Hit people."
Liu Shuzhu gathered his thoughts and said, "Brother Hao is right." He wanted to activate the rosary again, but suddenly said to him, "I don't know if you really meant the favor you said you owed to my younger brother."
Hao Yidao said with cold eyes: "No matter how bad my reputation is, I won't deceive a child of yours. Of course I take it seriously!"
Liu Shuzhu knew it well, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. After leaving, there will no longer be three major families in Xifeng City!
Ye Heng's body was not found in the previous pile of corpses. He had a vicious eye and was the first to reveal the mystery of Liu Shuzhu. He cut off Ouyang Xiao's head and then disappeared. He must have seen the blood stains on Ouyang Xiao's face.
, carry it with you to ward off evil spirits. If you encounter him again, you will definitely not be able to let him escape!
With the help of the masked man, Liu Shuzhu recited scriptures silently and formed seals in his hands. After trying several times, he lifted the Juechen Pearl again and hung it above his head, scattering brilliance.
Behind them, the three of them suddenly felt more confident!
"I wonder if my current ability is in the realm of the innate world?"
"Stop being so stinky." Hao Yidao criticized mercilessly.
"Isn't the innate martial arts as unbearable as you think? That is to say, the magical powers of warriors are suppressed right now, and they are no different from useless people. Otherwise, how could you hit others with the Juechen Pearl you activated!"
"A second-level heavenly warrior flies high into the sky. He can completely suppress you with speed and strength without using too much force. If you don't advance to Xiantian, even if you have the Emperor Pearl in hand, you will be humiliating the divine weapon in vain."
What Hao Yidao said is completely reasonable. If you don't improve your own cultivation level, your body will be fragile. Even if you have the treasure, you won't be able to burst out with strong combat power!
The masked man remained silent, staring directly at Liu Shuzhu's hand gestures, chanting sutras and forming seals according to his example, and learned them well. But there was no blood relic in his body to support him, even if he learned the hand gestures,
He is also unable to understand the profound meaning in the relics, which is completely useless.
"However, if your boy is really the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva, it will be a different matter..."
While the three of them were talking, they stopped at the same time.
At the turning point of the passage ahead, dozens of ghostly immortal soldiers stood dimly, blocking the way forward!
On the ground in front of the shadow, there were dozens of old and decayed humanoid torsos lying on the ground. Most of them were hunched and curled up in a hideous death state. There were also a few severely dehydrated skeletons that were still struggling, like pieces of dead branches and rotten wood!
Among the rotten trees, a withered palm like a ghost's claw stretched out to the three of them: "Senior, help me..."
It is not difficult to tell from the opponent's clothes that these decaying bodies are actually a group of innate warriors who were still hunting down the three of them!
In the time of half a stick of incense, all the essence of life on their bodies has quietly passed away.
Inside the mine tunnel, the air of death permeates the air. What kind of power is hidden that can swallow up all the life essence of the innate warrior?
The palm slowly lifted up and reached halfway, and the bones and flesh began to fall apart, and the gray pieces fell straight down, instantly decomposing in front of the three people. Seeing that the three people had no reaction, the two gradually shrank and sunk into the eye sockets.
There is still endless malice in his eyes!
Liu Shuzhu looked at him coldly, without any mercy in his heart. Being kind to the enemy is cruel to oneself. The other two people were each frightened. If Liu Shuzhu hadn't been by his side, they would have ended up like this.
Everyone turned into withered bones, but the ghosts of the standing immortal soldiers did not dissipate. Instead, they stood there, looking at the three of them with cold eyes, resentment piercing through the ancient time and space, looking back at them from the distant antiquity!
In the Juechen Pearl, the Buddha's light is greatly reduced.
"No, don't be targeted by these resentments!"
After all, no one knows how powerful the Juechen Pearl is, and whether Liu Shuzhu's blood can really shake up the scene.
The three of them turned around to retreat, but were horrified to find that at some point, many immortal soldiers and ghosts appeared behind them. They were so densely packed that they filled the passage, making people's scalp explode unconsciously!
Hao Yidao was extremely frightened and retorted: "His grandma's, why did he give it to Bao Yuan'er!"
Liu Shuzhu was distracted and stopped speaking the scriptures. The Bodhisattva's Dharma immediately disappeared, the Juechen Pearl also lost control, and the Buddha's light faded instantly.