Text] Chapter 272: Eyebrows quiet

"Wuliang Tianzun, please tell the master to know the Dharma name of the field, and Rong Ziyang is grateful to the great masters and remember them." I stood up and bowed to the elderly monk in the field. The real purpose of my move was to ask him to tell the temple he belonged to so that we could prescribe the right medicine.

"Amitabha, the Lixing Temple in Mount Emei is quiet." The elderly monks in the field did not say much, but the weight of this sentence is full of weight. You should know that Mount Emei is the temple of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. As for the fruit and virtues of the four Buddhist Bodhisattvas, Manjushri Bodhisattva in Mount Wutai is the most respected, followed by Guanyin in Putuo Mountain, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva in Mount Emei ranks third, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in Mount Jiuhua was surrendered to the last seat. Therefore, since the Ming Dynasty, there have been many opinions among the people. Since this monk, since the Ming Dynasty, the monk Lejing is a monk in Mount Emei, he is naturally practicing Mahayana Buddhism, and this person must be a strong enemy!

"I'll go down." When King Kong Pao heard that the other party was a monk from Mount Emei, he shouted and stood up.

"Come back for me." Murong Zhuifeng reached out and dragged the King Kong Cannon back. It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and she naturally knew that the King Kong Cannon had no purple air.

"Fourth brother, are you still thinking about the past life?" Wen Xiaofeng teased. The so-called past life incident refers to the fact that Huang Sufeng ran to Jiugong Mountain of Samantabhadra's True Man's Jiugong Mountain and was caught and sent back in order to increase Murong Zhuifeng's height. Samantabhadra had not yet become a Buddha, and the temple was Jiugong Mountain instead of Emei Mountain.

"Can you not beat your grandfather or your grandson?" King Kong Pao snorted coldly.

"Use the red aura to fight?" I looked at the King Kong Cannon angrily. This guy had red aura before. After Murong Zhuifeng's purple aura, he did not practice hard again, so he still has red hair when the daytime is still there.

"Samyoshi Bodhisattva entered the Buddha from the Tao, and was familiar with the practice of the two teachings of Buddhism and Taoism. He was good at transforming into illusions with formlessness and surviving hundreds of kalpas with one patience. In my previous life, I fought with his disciples several times, and the more he lost, the less he won." Murong Zhuifeng frowned and said. In the previous life, Huang Sufeng was punished for her, so she would naturally take her anger at the disciples of Puhui. She had Fengxing Jue on her body, so she was not afraid of being surrounded and chased by her, so she almost hit her.

"This person has little words, his breath is purple, and he is extremely calm and his practice must be extremely solid." Wen Xiaofeng nodded and added.

I nodded without saying a word. The elderly monk in the field practiced extraordinary. I waited for a long time but didn't feel angry, and I stood up with my eyebrows and looked solemn. He was a true purple qi cultivation, and his mind was peaceful and profound. Such emotions were not easily affected by the outside world. I couldn't think of who would send me to the right place for a while.

"Tian Ji races the horse, let him have a game?" Wen Xiaofeng came up with an idea.

"The other party was prepared for a long time, and this plan was not feasible. When it was %% Tao, everyone knew the allusion of Tian Ji racing in the horse that Wen Xiaofeng said was that the following defeated the top, defeated the bottom with the middle, and defeated the top with the top. However, this method is not suitable for the current situation, because the other party now has eleven purple qi masters, and even if we add the golden armored zombies in Chenzhou, it is only enough to have nine games. The reason why Zen Master Minghui agreed to nine games was to prevent us from taking advantage of opportunities.

"I'll fight him." Wen Xiaofeng shook his nose and was about to rise.

"It's not appropriate, the seventh brother should respond to the enemy." I made the final decision. Although Le Jing's cultivation level was only purple spiritual energy, it was extremely stable. Such a person must be good at slowly destroying the enemy's sharpness until he was exhausted in the end and admitted defeat. The reason why I sent Yang Yifeng to end up with his brave and brave fire control technique was to sharply defeat his heavy weight. The opponent was like an elephant with a thick skin and flesh. He could not be smashed with a stick, so he could only stab it with a needle.

Turning his head and telling Dameier what I think. Dameier nodded and agreed, leaned against Gongyang Yifeng's ear and explained a few words. The latter swung his Taoist robe and jumped into the field.

"Amitabha."

"Turn the fire to form a spear!"

Just as the Buddha's name was chanted, Yang Yifeng had already shook his hands and created a flame spear that was more than one meter long. He did not allow the other party to hesitate. He roared the fire spear to attack LeLi Jing's Sanyangkui.

Yang Yifeng's sudden attack made Li Jing slightly stunned. He sideways away from Gong Yang Yifeng's flame spear, shook his head and shook the light green Buddhist beads on his neck, and wielded the Buddhist magic power to wield the Buddhist beads and swayed the Buddhist beads to snatch Gong Yang Yifeng's fire spear. The remaining squad of Yang Yifeng's fire spear quickly disappeared under the skeleton of the Buddhist beads with spiritual energy.

Gong Yang Yifeng did not hesitate when he saw that the fire spear was intercepted. Instead, he once again imagined a fire spear that stabbed Jing's right rib. Ye Jing still blocked him. The two of them stabbed me and blocked me, swept me and blocked me, and immediately fought to the same place.

As the saying goes, a person's personality determines a person's destiny. Similarly, the personality of a person in the Tao also determines the weapons he likes. Just like I like swords, vilangels and cannons, Gong Yang Yifeng used a black iron spear before he had not survived the Zijie in his previous life. He abandoned the tangible objects and used the spiritual fire spear after he survived the Zijie. This does not mean that he can only control the flames to create a spear, and he can also transform into the shape of other weapons. However, compared with other weapons, he prefers the domineering momentum of the spear that breaks through thousands of miles and sweeps across thousands of troops. Therefore, although the fire spear is blocked by the quiet Buddhist beads, he did not transform into other weapons to change the attack posture. He just opened his bow left and right, transformed the flame spear into two, holding one with his hands, swept across the left and right, and stabbed up and down.

The flame spear radiated a violent high temperature under the urging of Yang Yifeng's spiritual energy. The scorched people from both camps retreated one after another. Seeing this, I waved my hand to radiate my spiritual energy and set up an air wall in front of everyone to block the high temperature. A spiritual barrier was also set up by people in the other camp. Unlike my air wall, the barrier set up by the other party was in a regular semicircular shape. Although it was not as tall as my air wall, it also protected the monks on the opposite side. The person who took the action was the young lama monk with strong purple air scattered in the group of monks on the opposite side.

This young lama monk made me suspicious before. This person had the cultivation level of the Purple Qi peak when he was not old. It is not reasonable to have such a high-level cultivation level at such a young age. You must know that Buddhist practice has achieved very slowly. Even if you have a very good understanding of the cultivation of a famous teacher, you will not be able to reach the Purple Qi peak at this age. Where did this person come from?

"Xiaojiu, Lao Qi will lose." Murong Zhuifeng interrupted my thoughts.

"Seventh Brother has not shown his defeat." I looked at Murong Zhuifeng in confusion. Yang Yifeng in the field was full of true energy and fighting spirit. The fire spear aura that emerged was pure form and spirit, and the monk Lejing who was waving Buddhist beads was in full swing.

"Look at that tree." Murong Zhuifeng pointed at the trees on the north and south sides of the temple court for me to watch.

I turned my head and looked at it, and then I realized that the green leaves on the trees in the temple that were closer to the fighting field had turned yellow and rolled up under the high temperature of the fire spear that the ram was illusioned by the wind.

"Is there something that restrains fire spirit on the body?" I couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice. The people on both sides could no longer feel the high temperature of the fire spear under the protection of the barriers of me and the monk, but the trees outside the barriers of the two inevitably suffered. This also shows that Jing did not completely block the high temperature of the fire spear when fighting with Gong Yang Yifeng. However, Li Jing was so close to Gong Yang Yifeng but was not baked by the high temperature and did not use spiritual energy to protect the body. This shows that what restrained Gong Yang Yifeng was not his own spiritual energy, but something he carried.

"This person's five elements belong to earth, and Yu Qi Ge's five elements are not incompatible. Is the problem lies in his string of Buddhist beads?" Wen Xiaofeng sat between me and Murong Zhuifeng and also heard our conversation.

"Although the Buddhist beads are strange in color, they do not have spiritual energy, and they do not look like objects of the highest genus." I shook my head and said. The string of Buddhist beads in Ye Jing's hand appeared light green, which should be objects of water, but they do not have any spiritual energy.

"Zheng Yu, I seem to have seen that thing." At this moment, the voice of Taoist Huangmei came from behind. We Ziyang audience members were sitting in the front row, Huangmei and others were sitting behind us, and the younger disciples were at the end.

"Please help Brother Huangmei solve his doubts." I quickly turned around and looked back when I heard this.

"I just look familiar. The beads were not from Mount Emei at that time." The Huangmei Taoist wanted to speak but stopped.

"But it's okay to say it." I urged.

"When I was guarding the purple qi blessed land, I saw the monk Wuchen of the Buddhist Temple wearing similar Buddhist beads. At that time, my religion and the three religions had not yet had any evil. According to his own words, this thing was made by the North Sea ice crystal, which can understand the mind and nature and restrain the inner demons." Taoist Huangmei said.

"There are ten things that are the things." Murong Zhuifeng interrupted.

"Tianlong Temple is far away in Dali, how could the objects in this temple fall into the hands of Mount Emei? Moreover, this object has no spiritual energy, and there is no way to distinguish between true and false." I frowned.

"If this thing has spiritual energy exposed, how can I escape from my Ziyang Contemplation Technique? How could you send Lao Qi to the end?" Murong Zhuifeng looked solemn, "I always feel that Zen Master Minghui has already made some arrangements."

"Even so, Brother Seven may not lose." Wen Xiaofeng snorted coldly.

I shook my head and smiled bitterly without saying anything. Monk Le Jing practiced a stable and solemn atmosphere, and was best at fighting a war of attrition. And Yang Yifeng no longer had to whistle, so naturally he would not feel tired. If these two people were in such a stalemate, they would definitely not be able to decide the outcome within a day and a half. It seems that this protracted battle will be fought until the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month...


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