The scholar-like true spirit incarnation had just taken away Chen Sihai and Long Qian, when Pasiba and Qiangba Muller appeared almost at the same time. Duoji and Zhuoda endured their injuries and bowed to the two men.
Salute. Pasiba flicked his fingers and shot two pills into their mouths respectively, and then said, "You have suffered a blow from the Canghai Blood and Tears Sword. You must immediately go to the Tenglong Hall below, take medicine and meditate. Otherwise, you will be riddled with resentment.
The foundation is greatly damaged." Dorje and Zhuo Da understood the power in their hearts, clasped their hands towards Pa Si Ba and Qiang Pa Mule, nodded, and then flew downwards.
Here, Qiangba Muller looked at Wuxu, who was now unconscious in the air and was fixed in mid-air by Ba Siba. He gently shook his sleeves and robe, pointed a thin finger towards him silently, and said, "
Senior brother, I took a closer look at this person and found that he was not contaminated with the energy of the dragon vein at all. On the contrary, the East China Sea Long Qian who had just escaped seemed to have gained something. I wonder, senior brother, what can you say?" Ba Siba slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at Wuxu.
The eyes on his body were about to speak. Who knows, at this moment, a Buddha head appeared outside Wuxu's head, and the thin green air on it moved quickly, turning into a small light blue flying dragon, and let out a low sound.
The roar of Qiangba Mule shook away the murderous aura that blended into the night that Qiangba Mule casually pointed out. Qiangba Mule and Basiba both groaned immediately and were about to take a closer look. Unexpectedly, this light green flying dragon turned into another
The blue air flow followed the Buddha's head and submerged into Wuxu's head. It may sound long in words, but it actually happened in a moment.
Qiangpa Muller's expression changed, and he was about to use his finger to point out the test, but was stopped by Pasiba. Qiangba Mule knew that he was not as good as the Celestial Eye. At this moment, he saw Pasiba closing his eyes tightly and performing the magic spell.
Wuxiang Tian's eyes were wide open, and he also retracted his hand, looking at Wuxu from the side, silently. After a moment, Ba Siba opened his eyes, glanced at Qiang Ba Mule, and said, "This dragon's chant has dragon veins."
The aura, but it is attached to the cyan air flow, seems to be a parasitic state in its legal world, with the power of automatically protecting the master."
Parasitic state? Qiangba Muller Rao is a well-informed true spiritual monk, but he is also a little confused. Only the breath of dragon veins can always moisturize someone. For example, Emperor Yuan would go to the Tenglong Hall to use the secret method of Lamaism every once in a while to guide and guide someone.
A little dragon's breath was poured into the body and refined to strengthen the body and increase the emperor's intimidating aura; for another example, Duoji and Zhuoda, who had just been hit by the Canghai Blood and Tears Sword, used the awe-inspiring power of the dragon's breath to remove the blood-evil and resentful energy from their bodies.
Dispersed. There has never been a situation like what Pasipa said. The dragon's breath is hidden in the blue air flow transformed by the karma of all living beings. It parasitizes in someone's Dharma Realm. It does not recognize the owner, is not refined, and cannot be used.
, only when the host is in danger of death, it passively inspires and protects the host. After pondering for a moment, Qiangba Muller said, "Since it is a parasite, it can be concluded that this person is neither the true dragon emperor nor the overlord of one party." Ba Siba.
Nodding, he asked, "Then according to your opinion, junior brother, why can this person generate the karma of all living beings in the Dharma Realm and tolerate the dragon's chant?" Qiangba Mule's face flashed, his eyes turned up slightly, and he said hesitantly.
, "Could it be?" Pasiba raised his hand to stop Qiangba Mu Le's words, and said leisurely, "If that's the case, then he will only appear in that world, and there is no reason to come here." Qiang Bamu Le said leisurely.
Le tilted his head and thought for a moment with a solemn expression, then nodded.
Pasi Bafu added, "In any case, the origin of this novice monk from Hualien Miaofa Sect is quite strange. Now that the situation is gloomy, it is better for us to stay still than to move." After that, he waved his monk's robe and floated it in the air.
Wuxu flew towards Tianyuan Yansheng Temple. Qiangba Muller, with a gloomy face, stayed in the air for a moment and then left.
At this moment, Wuxu, since he fought two swords with the scholar-like true spirit incarnation, the body transformed by spiritual consciousness seems to have endured thousands of swords piercing the body in the Mandala Dharma Realm, and is riddled with holes and weak.
Unbearable, my spirit body was sitting in the Buddhist hall of the Dharma Realm, feeling like a terminally ill person who had undergone surgery and chemotherapy in later generations, and would die at any time. Looking at the Buddhist hall again, I saw a severed Buddha head on the Buddhist niche in the green air flow.
Slightly undulating; the surrounding walls are covered with Guanyin lotuses and willow trees, and the World Honored Savior Savatti speaks of Vajra. Although the picture is there, it is scorched everywhere, as if it had been burned by a fire for three days and three nights.
For the first time in the Dharma Realm, Wuxu felt like he was about to die. He forced himself to gather his spirit body and smiled. All kinds of memories and pictures from his past and present lives appeared in his mind. In a daze... this scene in the Buddhist hall was quite a bit...
The meaning of the burning of the Old Summer Palace. Why did you die but never return to the feeling of being in a black hole in the universe? Suddenly, I saw Mo En flying towards me with a sinister smile. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Tong was covered with a veil again, pressed against his arm.
Go up. Then Guo Min rushed in front of him, denounced himself as a perverted monk, then waved his jade fan, wore his long hair shawl, and clashed with his own sword in the air. Finally, he put on his dragon robe, stood in the magnificent palace, and let out a dragon roar,
I saw the horse-faced Zhu Yuanzhang among the hundreds of officials, standing in line to kowtow and shout three times to his superior self.
I don’t know how long it took, but Wuxu’s spiritual body woke up from his deep sleep. He looked at the beheaded Buddha’s head in the Buddhist hall, looked at the blackened Buddhist scrolls on both sides, and thought about all the dreams just now, and couldn’t help but burst into tears. In his past life?
In this life? In a dream? In a state of mind? Wuxu was weeping while he tremblingly overlapped his hands upwards. His thumbs touched each other, slightly rounded into a bowl shape, and he formed the mudra of Sakyamuni Buddha. In his heart
Recite the Prajnaparamita Diamond Sutra silently.
After a little stabilizing the almost collapsed spiritual body, Wuxu was unwilling to open his eyes and leave the Buddhist hall. He only felt that this spiritual body was empty, and this past and present life were also empty. He did not want to wake up like this, and did not want to return to this spiritual consciousness.
When I came to my physical body, I opened my eyes and saw the modern city and the antique Buddhist temple. I didn’t want to make such a choice again. I didn’t want to go through all kinds of lives and then all kinds of deaths.
No matter what, his spiritual consciousness was so tired that the Buddhist hall in the Dharma Realm gradually became blurry. Wuxu felt that his eyes were completely dark. When he suddenly opened his eyes, he saw two little lamas in black monk robes, suddenly turning back to look at him.
Yelled. Then a little lama came forward and slowly helped him up, and then he ran out with his legs.
After a while, Pasiba led Dorje, Zhuoda and others in, and there were several lamas holding various jade boxes. Pasiba chatted with Wuxu, who was barely sitting upright, and saw that his expression was slightly amusement.
Feeling depressed, he told Wu Xu to calm down and recuperate, then he stopped talking, told everyone not to disturb him at will, and led everyone away.
However, Duoji turned around after a while and told Wuxu that after Basiba brought Wuxu back that night, he diagnosed Wuxu. His spiritual consciousness was silent in the Dharma Realm and he could only wait. Now, Wuxu woke up leisurely and had to get it.
Rest your mind and re-cultivate your spiritual consciousness. After your spiritual consciousness is slightly consolidated, you can enter the Mandala Dharma Realm again to make repairs to avoid sequelae. Finally, he said that he would use the Six-Character Great Ming Mantra to bless Wu Xu. Wu Xu.
Xu nodded gratefully, put his palms together and saluted.
In this way, during the day, Wuxu consumed elixirs that strengthened his body, nourished his mind, and concentrated his consciousness. At night, Naduoji went to Wuxu's Zen room, offered up his own mandala dharma realm, and displayed the Dharma of the Medicine Master Glazed Light Tathagata.
The six-character Great Ming Mantra can be recited by the spiritual consciousness to regulate Wuxu's mind, and eliminate the pain caused by the intimidation of the True Spirit monks, and the suffering caused by the collapse of the spiritual consciousness and the difficulty of entering the Dharma Realm. This is the first time that Wuxu has seen Duoji practicing this method, using the Medicine Master Glaze
In the light of the Tathagata's Dharma, recite the six-syllable Great Ming Mantra of Guanyin Bodhisattva to eliminate doubts and generate faith for oneself, and to infect the mind.
In this way, later on, when the spiritual consciousness of enlightenment is stable, he enters the Dharma Realm again, and after being blessed by Dorje again, he sits in the Buddhist hall, with the body of spiritual consciousness, reciting the Heart Sutra and the Diamond Sutra in the meaning of selfless vacuum.
The two Dharma Realms merged and influenced each other, each had its own benefits, and achieved the supreme wonder. After more than a month, the Dharma Realm of the Mandala was enlightened, and the Buddhist hall returned to its original state. On the left side was the Avalokitesvara among the white lotuses in the blue sea.
, a glazed Medicine Buddha appeared faintly.
On this day, after Wuxu collected his energy, he sighed to Dorje, "I never expected that the mandala Dharma world can be integrated with each other. Thanks to the love of my senior brother, the young monk has benefited a lot. Now he only needs to practice for ten more days to resume his original practice."
For the realm." Duoji put his palms together and returned the greeting, "Junior brother Huiming, you are so polite. These days, thanks to you, junior brother, reciting the Heart Sutra and the Diamond Sutra all over the Dharma Realm, Duoji was able to kill the Sea of Blood and Tears Sword so easily and quickly.
The blood evil resentment is completely refined."
When Wuxu saw Duoji mentioning the Canghai Blood and Tears Sword, he thought of the scholar-like incarnation of the true spirit that night. His aura was no less powerful than that of Phasiba and Qiangpa Muller. His swordsmanship was full of blood. With a wave of his hand, there was a shower of blood.
Feng couldn't help but ask Duoji, "Is the scholar who floated out of the scroll that night the true spirit incarnation of Hensan Ren? But he didn't know that the East China Sea Monster actually has such a powerful role?!" It turns out that Hensan Ren's real name is Lu Zixu.
He was a royal minister of the previous Southern Song Dynasty. When the Yashan naval battle failed, Prime Minister Lu Xiuwen carried the young emperor on his back and threw himself into the sea. Lu Zixu and other Song royal ministers and other monks who resisted the Yuan Dynasty were mostly beaten by the Lamaists and the Yuan army.
Dead and wounded, with no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth, they had no choice but to escape into the sea under the rain of arrows and fled in all directions. Lu Zixu was one of the fish that luckily slipped through the net, and fled to the East China Sea.
He took refuge in the East Sea Demon Alliance. From then on, he practiced with resentment, created his own sword technique of Canghai Blood and Tears, hated Sanren, and swore that if the Yuan Dynasty was not destroyed, the Song Dynasty would not be restored, and he would never set foot on the mainland for the rest of his life.
After listening to Duoji's story, Wuxu couldn't help but sigh. He nodded frequently and said in a deep voice, "No wonder the Four Seas Yama and Chen Sihai were able to use evil techniques to write Haoran's "Song of Righteousness". It turned out that it was all based on those words back then.
It is cultivated out of resentment for the rise and fall of the world. Due to this reason, although its techniques are extreme, it is not afraid of the Mandala Dharma Realm of the sect that conquers demons and protects the way."
Duoji stared at Wuxu, smiled slightly and said, "Yes, and no. Back then, because the monks in the Central Plains shared the same hatred and were eager to resist, ten of the people in the Dharma Realm of our religion followed the army southward. Neither Zhuo Da nor I
Exception. Therefore, our Mandala Dharma Realm is contaminated by this cause and effect, and is no longer as ordinary as it can fundamentally restrain these evil demons and heretical practices in the East China Sea. But Junior Brother Huiming, you are an exception. You later cultivated the Dharma Realm, and there is no such thing as
The contamination of killing karma has been integrated into many wonderful methods of Central Plains Buddhism. As long as the level of cultivation is equivalent, you will not be afraid of this kind of cause and condition, and can restrain the resentment caused by the skills."
Wuxu thought for a while and recalled that he sacrificed the Buddha statue of the Dharma Realm at the end that night and faced off against Lu Zhixu, a hater. Only then did he realize that if his Dharma Realm was not pure, Duoji or Zhuo Da would go and fight head-on.
One blow, even if it was a true spirit incarnation, would have been dead long ago.
Duoji waited for Wuxu to ponder for a moment, and then said, "This method of integrating the Dharma Realm is also a secret that is not taught by this religion. Those who are not in the true Dharma Realm and those who are not sincere in this intention will not be able to achieve it. This time, Duoji will lend you, my junior brother, your
The Mandala Dharma Realm has transformed a lot of the killing karma in its own Dharma Realm. There is no way to repay it, so I will teach you the method of integrating this Dharma Realm." Wuxu clasped his hands together, raised them in front of his chest, lowered his head and smiled, "That's good.
That's good. If possible in the future, Wuxu should ask his senior brother for more advice." Na Duoji put his palms together to return the greeting, but said nothing. He softly exhaled a buzzing sound, stirring up a breeze, the incense candles in the meditation room were extinguished, and a white lotus grew in the air. Duoji
Silently looking at the white lotus swaying and blooming in the wind, he smiled and said, "Junior brother, when you have completed your cultivation in the Dharma Realm, your first common spell is the Blue Sea White Lotus. In the past few days, your Dharma Realm and ours have been integrated and benefited each other. There are also countless white lotuses in my Dharma Realm.
." Then with a snap of his fingers, he sent this white lotus to Wuxu. Wuxu Duoji used the white lotus to teach the Dharma, and he immediately took it into his own Dharma Realm and enshrined it in front of the shrine in the Buddhist hall.
Just as he was about to say thank you, Duoji changed his tone and said in a low tone, "This white lotus is originally a noble thing, but who knew that the White Lotus Sect also uses this thing as a symbol and token." There was a trace of regret in his words. Wuxu smiled and said,
"Senior Brother Duoji has become a disciple, are you and I allowed to cultivate the white lotus, and no one else is allowed to get involved? Everything is fate, everything is convenience!" Duoji put his palms together again and chanted in a low voice, "Everything is fate, everything is convenience.
Duoji remembered it." Then he stood up and walked out.
After standing outside the door, Duoji suddenly said, "These days, when my junior brother is sleeping, the maid of the Imperial Master comes to the temple to offer incense. When I heard that my senior brother was injured and unconscious, he said that he had the grace to save his life. In the past few days,
I have been chanting sutras and praying for my senior brother in the side hall of the temple."
Wuxu was stunned for a moment, his heart warmed, and he blurted out, "But what about Zhao Tong?"
Duoji outside the door has already gone away.
As the saying goes
There are many secrets in the current dynasty's imperial division, and there are many reasons for the heroes of the previous dynasty.
The integration of the Dharma Realm is truly wonderful. Don't force it by saying it's convenient.