They all want to kill me

Chapter 74

The astonishment on Li Shuhong's face was painstakingly understood.

But he won't explain anything.

He still remembered what his master said when he went down the mountain.

"Master, why do you want me to investigate the 'Red Earth' Excalibur?"

"Because it's the number one sword in the sky list."

"Then why are you going to investigate the building outside the mountain?"

"Because 'Hongchen' was built in the building outside the mountain."

"Master, the disciple still doesn't understand."

"Painful, what is your great wish?"

". May there be no more suffering people in the world, and may everyone be fed and clothed."

"Then do you think Buddha can save sentient beings?"

"Buddha can comfort the souls of all living beings, but cannot save all living beings."

"That's right, Ksitigarbha made a great wish to make hell empty, but there are demons everywhere in the world, so how can hell be empty? Painful, you have been practicing deeds and collecting money since you left the mountain, why are you doing this?"

"Although disciples cannot save all living beings, I hope that everyone can be saved within the reach of hands."

"You take the money to buy land for the people and plant it. If you can protect them for a while, can you protect them for a lifetime?"

"Even though I can't, I'd like to go, as long as I have a clear conscience."

"That's right, being a teacher is the same as yours, but now that the Great Zhou is overwhelmed by evil spirits, and evil spirits from other regions are spying on the Central Plains, Lingshan Temple can only protect one side, but not the world."

"Master, is it true that sentient beings cannot be liberated?"

"Lingshan Temple can't do it, Taiqing Temple can't do it, Taiping Academy can't do it, the court may be able to do it, but it's very difficult. No one in the world can do it, and there is one person who can do it."

"Could it be that he is number one in the heaven list? But how can he do it alone?"

"He is not a mortal, he is a celestial being exiled from the sky."

"But Master, you have been looking for him for so many years but still haven't found him, how can the disciple find him?"

"It is rumored that he is the elder brother of the ancestor of Shanwailou. Ten years ago, the owner of Shanwailou and his children died unexpectedly. Only one grandson is missing. I suspect that he was taken away. If we meet again, invite him to visit Lingshan Temple. On the way Be sure to keep him safe."

"Master, can number one on the celestial list really save all living beings?"

"Definitely."

".Disciple understands, this trip to the south, I will definitely bring that person back. Even if I die, I won't regret it."

".Go ahead."

"The disciple retire."

Opening his eyes painstakingly, he calmly stared at the white-haired old man in front of him.

The old man's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't even look at him, "Young monk, step back, the old man came here to kill one person."

Ku Xin saw the terrified and distorted faces among the several ice sculptures, and the people who screamed in pain under the ruins just now echoed in his mind
He could feel his hands and legs shaking.

There is anger and there is fear.

That is the inherent fear of weak creatures meeting powerful creatures.

It is the fear of facing death.

If he closes his eyes, he cannot see the person in front of him, nor can he perceive it.

In his perception, there is only an eternal glacier in front of him.

But his eyes were calm, and his trembling hands slowly clasped together, "Amitabha."

He only chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, but his limp legs never moved.

Because he still has hope.

"If that's the case, then go to die."

The old man waved the ice sword in his hand casually.

Innate grand masters are like nuclear bombs.

They can use their own true energy to leverage the vitality of the world.

Therefore, for the great master Xiantian, those who have not reached the level of Xiantian are all ants.

And recently, there are very few innate great masters who die and disappear.

Ninety-five percent of the innates who died in the past few decades died at the hands of the mysterious No. 1 in the list.

That's why everyone keeps secret about him.

Painful for a moment, I felt the freezing cold around me.

The heart-piercing cold seemed to penetrate the bone marrow of the blood vessels and reach his heart.

The next moment, he will turn into a lifelike ice sculpture, and that is also the moment when his life ends.

"Pro!"

Stand up with the index fingers of both hands painstakingly, and bend the other fingers together to form the immovable king seal, and silently recite the Vajrasattva mantra.

All of a sudden, the mind is clear and the thinking is quick.

But this still couldn't stop his body from being frozen.

Sure enough, for the great master Xiantian, even the current masters who have the unity of nature and man are not the enemy of unity.

But bitterness will stop him here.

Even if there is only one stick of incense.

"Pro!"

He once again formed the seal of Fudoming King, and recited the Vajrasattva mantra in his mouth.

"Soldiers!"

The painstaking gesture turned into the Great Vajra Wheel Seal, and quickly silently recited the heart mantra of King Ming of the Third King of Lifting and Landing.

Bright yellow flames sprouted from the soles of his feet, and the flames melted the frost that spread to his waist.

"Fight! Zhe! All! Array! Row! Front!"

The posture of the hand rotates through several seals such as the outer lion seal, the inner lion seal, and the outer bond seal in one breath.

The flames under his feet spread to his whole body, and then the flames dyed his body golden, and the flames also circled under his feet in the shape of a lotus flower, and condensed into a jade plate behind his head.

It's just that the jade plate is not very clear.

At this moment, the Buddha seal in his hand has been transformed into the sun wheel seal, and the Buddha mantra has also been fixed as the Great Sun Tathagata Heart Mantra.

But he couldn't do the final seal of the vase, and neither could the Molizhi Heavenly Heart Mantra.

That was the last word of the nine-character mantra.

If it can be used, then my heart is Zen, and all things are in harmony.

It's a pity that I still can't get home in practice.
It took only a moment to finish all this. When I opened my eyes again, I stepped on the Buddha lotus painstakingly, and flowers grew in the back of my head.

He felt that he was only one step away from detachment.

At this moment, he should be able to stop this innate grand master.

It is a pity that when the bright yellow flame burns out, it is also the time when his physical body dies.

But it was enough time for Li benefactor to escape.

And for the first time, the old man on the opposite side looked at this handsome young monk seriously.

"The nine-character mantra of Lingshan Temple? If your master uses it on his own, the old man will have no choice but to run away. It's a pity."

You are not him.

He aroused the energy of heaven and earth to pour into the ice sword in his hand, and then slashed out a ten-foot-long ice blade sword light!
Wherever the sword light passed, all the houses were frozen and collapsed into pieces!

And the passers-by were all frozen into ice sculptures and cut in two with one sword!
"drink!"

Take pains to give a loud shout, and go head-on!

Bang-!
With a loud bang, the frost pierced the flaming lotus, and the blood that had been so painstakingly shot flew backwards several feet away.

He has been badly injured.

The old man watched with cold eyes, and threw out a sword light again casually.

The frosty sword glow gradually enlarged in his sight, and he sighed painstakingly, then closed his eyes.

He has done everything he can do, and the next step is to die calmly.

It's a pity that after [-] years of haste, such a big ambition was made, but now nothing is achieved.

Thinking about it now, it's ridiculous.

But he doesn't regret it.

But the next moment, the biting cold pain did not reach his body.

Painfully opened his eyes in astonishment, but saw a figure in green shirt standing in front of him.

The long crimson glazed sword in that figure's hand was out of its sheath, and the sword light was scattered at will.

That was his "hope".

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