Chapter 9 Wugui (Part 1)

On the Laurel Peak, countless petals shone with cold light, flying, like butterflies, and like fallen leaves, floating and shaking, no longer holding terrible speed, no longer turning into giant axes that cut people, but just flying densely in the sky, rising and falling, coming to Ye Xiangseng's side.

Ye Xiangseng held the statue of Manjushri, the mandarin statue of the lion, but facing the flying petals in the sky, he didn't know what to do.

The sharp green lotus in the sky was swimming around, slowly approaching Ye Xiang's body, approaching very slowly, thus appearing extremely mysterious. The lotus petals were flying in the sky, but did not make a whimpering sound of breaking the wind, but instead had a smooth and flying beauty.

The lotus flower in the right hand of Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta has not bloomed for thousands of years, but today it is not just for the sake of beauty?

The green petals are mixed with the purest mind power of the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta. Although it is soft and moist, it tear opens countless fine and recurring black silks in the air. Each black silk is every gap in this space, and there is no way to know what Shura land is behind it. This soft flower has broken through the heaven and earth. If it really touches Ye Xiangseng's body, even if Ye Xiangseng disperses the statue of the lion Manjushri, the child Manjushri should be weak, and the child will be torn into countless flesh foams, scattered in countless spaces, and there will be no more birth.

Previously, the monk Ye Xiang's wife used the power of the six movements of the weak child to the Bodhisattva Shizhi. At this time, the Bodhisattva Shizhi used the heavenly woman to scatter flowers and gently killing to deal with his brave statue of the Manjushri, the statue of the brave lion.

There has not been much change, and in the blink of an eye, the two great Bodhisattvas have used their supreme wisdom and supreme power to print each other for several rounds.

The sky is full of blue lotus flowers, petals devour people, how should we deal with the leaves?

We should respond to the realm of Wudi Manjushri.

Ye Xiangseng closed his hands again, applause rose again, and stood straight on the top of Yue La Peak, surrounded by huge stone powder. He looked extremely small, and the robe on his body had already been broken, strands, and it looked so desolate.

After the applause was clear and clear, Ye Xiangseng's body changed again. The tips of his eyebrows on his eyes became soft, and his brave and unparalleled momentum suddenly weakened, and the anger of the Vajra Guardian was cut off. The eyebrows were gone, and his facial features blurred, and the realm of the lion Manjushri was dispersed. A faint soft and milky white luster oozed out from his facial features. He tied his left hand and pinched a handprint, and naturally entered the realm of the Wudi Manjushri.

Ye Xiangseng held the realm of Wugui Manjushri, with his eyebrows and eyes soft and as if he had no resistance. The milky white luster appeared from his face, washing the little monk in rags cleanly without causing any dust. On his seemingly ordinary face, long eyelashes covered his eyes. It was very delicate and clean.

The green lotus became closer and closer, but the white light on Ye Xiangseng's body became fainter--until the white light penetrated into Ye Xiangseng's body, all the extraordinary aura was collected, leaving only the pure monk.

The petals break through the faint space and gently stick to Ye Xiangseng's body.

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An extremely ugly sharp sound rang out, as if someone was constantly slapped Chen Shuping's big white teeth with a big chainsaw. It was very unpleasant. Even the osmanthus trees on the Laurel Peak that were standing tall among the rocks were shaking by the sound waves, trembling constantly, and the tough bark was all shaking, revealing the sound of flesh inside.

As soon as the green lotus petals touched Ye Xiangseng's body, this sound began to make. In just a moment, the cassock on Ye Xiangseng's body was torn into powder by these terrifying petals, and held them to another faint space and no longer existed.

Ye Xiangseng was naked and wrapped in petals. Then a Buddha verse was drunk from his mouth. The petals fell down depressedly from the sound of the Buddha verse.

I saw that the body was smooth and clean. There was no wound. I wonder why? The green lotus that has not been opened for a thousand years of time in the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta could not hurt Ye Xiangseng's body?

"Ungra?" Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta sighed softly.

Ye Xiangseng, who was naked, held a ritual, and there was no expression on his face. He quietly said: "The heart is pure, the body is pure. Since it is pure, how can the dirt and dust touch the body?"

The realm of Wugui Manjushri! The body is not stained with dust, how can those petals touch his body? In the eyes of Buddha, the spaces that are broken into the petals are also a trace of dust?

If it is pure, there will be no harm.

Nothing can hurt.

This is the real realm of great impure.

A small bookstore by the provincial capital Moshui Lake.

Today, Don’t kill at Pengfei Industry and Trade Conference, so there are only two boring people left in the small bookstore, Zou Leilei and Chen Shuping.

These two people are the most boring people in the world, why do you say this? Let’s see, Chen Shuping stays in a small bookstore every day and dares not go out. Once he goes out, he will face the terrifying vision of six places. He can’t teach books, so he has to read books. There are not many textbooks in the small bookstore, so Chen Shuping is bored.

Look at Zou Leilei again. She was working everywhere, but there were always six people behind her to guard her carefully. How could an ordinary company dare to come to hire her? The unsuccessful husband was over again, and the son of the vulgar platform was over, leaving only a daughter of lovesickness, so how could she have the intention to do things on the sidelines? Although there were not many people in the small bookstore, they were all immortals and monsters with no "human" flavor. They couldn't buy suitable clothes, they didn't bargain at the vegetable market, and they didn't buy very beautiful thermal underwear... Just managing this family took too much energy.

Recently, the world is peaceful and the small bookstore has become deserted, and Zou Leilei suddenly feels that she has nothing to do.

Although she had not had a husband for a few days, she still inherited the good habits of a Chinese housewife. Once she had nothing to do, she began to find something for herself. Today, she started cleaning the small bookstore. She took two rags and wiped them hard on the wooden chairs in the bookstore. One rag was dry and the other was wet. She was wet first and then dry, wiped, wiped, wiped, wiped, wiped, wiped, wiped, wiped, wiped, wiped, wiped, wiped, wiped, wiped, wiped, wiped, wiped, wiped, wiped, wiped, and wiped the tabletop bright, clean, clean, and wiped it so that she wanted to keep all the resentment hidden in her heart for a long time. She wiped her originally spotless heart and returned to her original pure appearance.

"Wow." She opened the counter drawer and prepared to organize it. Then her beautiful black eyes rolled around and found something unusual. She turned around and yelled with her waist, "Uncle Chen, you stole money again!"

Chen Shuping walked out of the backyard, held up the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said quietly: "There is no book fair in the provincial capital recently, so what's the use of stealing money?"

Zou Leilei squinted her eyes and looked at him, sure that the old dog should not lie, and couldn't help but wonder and said to herself: "Then it's only Ye Xiang. What did he do with the money? This monk has never brought a penny."

"Ye Xiang didn't come back yesterday, what's going on?"

Chen Shuping spread his hands and signaled that he didn't know at all. Then he looked down at the high school math examples in his hand and returned to the backyard.

Zou Leilei thought about it, threw the rag on her hand into the basin, went into the inner room and combed her hair. She changed into a piece of clothes and prepared to go out.

Chen Shuping had to come out of the inner room again and complained: "Where are you going?"

"You read your book, please don't care." Zou Leilei was angry and prepared to close the wooden door.

Seeing that she was struggling, Chen Shuping hurried forward to help. He closed the wooden door of the small bookstore and said with a frown: "Yi Tianxing beat me up before the heavens. You don't know that you want me to keep you safe in the world. Wherever you go, I will naturally go wherever you go."

Zou Leilei's eyes turned slightly and she laughed: "Every time you go out with me, those people from all over the place look at you and want to make a dog meat hotpot. I don't know if you are protecting me or I am protecting you."

Chen Shuping said silently, and suddenly said coldly: "I'll go and kill them all."

Zou Leilei waved her hand and said, "Stop swaying this ruthlessness, I know you don't dare."

Chen Shuping argued: "That's because your husband is not sure."

Leaving the small bookstore. Walking forward in the intoxicating spring breeze of May in the provincial capital, Zou Leilei was carrying a package in his right hand, and an old dog was two meters away from behind. Her mood was not as bright as the spring, and she felt lonely and unbearable.

Soon after, I arrived at the gate of Guiyuan Temple and saw the guardian lady coming, the monks who were in charge of the visit had already come to greet him.

A monk wanted to pick her up the package, Zou Leilei shook her head, but she still carried it herself. She just frowned and asked, "Are your senior brother back?"

"I'm back the previous one." The monk from Zhike responded.

"Is it still in the temple?"

"It should be." Zhike Monk was not qualified to know about the back garden, so he didn't know which Zen room his eldest brother was in.

Zou Leilei ignored him. He led Chen Shuping to the temple and found Binku first in the Zen room under Cuiwei Pavilion. He found that Master Binku was pinching the string of sandalwood beads and chanting sutras, so he coughed twice.

"Miss Leilei is here." Master Binku closed his eyes, his eye sockets were deep and he smiled, and his silver eyebrows stretched out.

Zou Leilei was not polite, took out something from the package and stuffed it into his hand, and then asked, "Ye Xiangseng has been back for two days and hasn't returned to the small bookstore yet. I think it's a bit strange, so let's take a look."

"Go to the back garden to have a look, maybe you're accompanying your ancestors." Bin Ku was also a little surprised. Now he is less in charge of earthly affairs and doesn't seem to care much about the affairs between the Bodhisattvas.

Lei Lei responded crisply, and after a few more words, she went to the back garden.

After she left the Zen room, Bin opened the small box she put in his hand and couldn't help laughing. It turned out to be a pair of sunglasses.

Chen Shuping stood outside the stone arch in the back garden, squinted at the hut in the smoke.

"Where has Ye Xiang gone?" Zou Leilei felt worried in her eyebrows. She held a sweater in one hand and gestured to her ancestors in length, and asked.

"Girl, this matter is not something you can worry about." The ancestor responded lightly. At this time, he had already turned into a kind professor and hid the tens of thousands of brown hairs on his body.

Lei Lei put down the sweater in her hand and sighed, "What's going on with these people? She always leaves and doesn't even call me a greeting. I clearly explained to Ye Xiang clearly last time. If he wanted to go to heaven, I wouldn't stop him. I just asked him to notify me in advance so that Mo Shajiao can see him off. This...ah."

Leilei's sigh made the ancestor feel a little nervous, and he comforted gently: "Ye Xiang did not go to heaven, he just went back to his hometown to take a look."

"Hometown?" Lei Lei cleverly realized it all at once, "He went to Mount Wutai? But there was no master in Mount Wutai to help fight. What if the big persimmon Bodhisattva came to kill him again?"

The ancestor habitually scratched his head and laughed: "Why is Ye Xiang a great Bodhisattva? I'm afraid he will be protected by me, so he can't stand it?"

"Nothing!" Zou Leilei said hatefully: "How can you make face with your own life?"

The ancestor smacked his lips and said, "At this time, they were playing lively on Mount Wutai. I didn't expect that Manjushri had woken up for only a few years and had actually reached the fourth level of realm. He could have fun with the big persimmon you can tell you."

Zou Leilei was stunned, with a hint of worry in her eyes, and she whispered: "What should I do?"

The ancestor suddenly fell silent, turned around and looked at the pretty little girl who was still holding a sweater in a daze. Suddenly, her eyes turned golden eyes and shined brightly.

Lei Lei was frightened and thought to herself that the old comrade was about to lose his temper today? Just as she was thinking, she heard the ancestor sigh, "It's strange that my family can basically see everything in the world. Why can't you understand, just look at you?"

Leilei laughed and said, "Didn't you say that I was a pure body that you incited with your own hands?"

The ancestor smiled bitterly and said, "I hope so."

Since Ye Xiangseng was fighting with the big persimmon in Mount Wutai, although Zou Leilei was worried, she also knew that the war between Bodhisattvas was not something that ordinary people like him could influence. Even the Lord Tiangou who followed him did not dare to get too close to that battlefield, so there was no other way, so she had to pray in her heart that Ye Xiangseng could transform successfully.

After leaving Guiyuan Temple, she turned into the alley at the back corner. She was going to buy some vegetarian cakes that Ye Xiangseng liked to eat on weekdays and returned to the bookstore. Chen Shuping suddenly asked behind her, "That's it?"

Zou Leilei turned around and smiled bitterly: "What if it doesn't happen?"

As she said this, she suddenly frowned, and a hint of sorrow suddenly appeared on her pure and innocent face. In a trance, she seemed to feel the conflict of magical powers in the battlefield in the north, turning into countless faint auras, breaking through the obstacles of the air under the blue sky, traveling through the space, and directly rushing into her mind.

It was very clear that she felt the breath of Ye Xiangseng and the power of another great Bodhisattva.

Subconsciously, Zou Leilei whispered: "Don't fight."

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud buzz in her head, as if countless gongs were pounding at the same time, buzzing constantly. She closed her eyes and rubbed her temples, but found that she could see many rays of different colors intertwined and entangled in her brain.

When Chen Shuping saw her touching her forehead, he was a little surprised.
Chapter completed!