Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 405 Mahayana Elegy
Although the four abbots couldn't believe it, Xiao Qianli stood in front of him perfectly, while the old monk Wuji disappeared without a trace.

"Uncle Grand Master...was killed?"

"Senior Wuji also died under the sword of Master Chunyang, so his real cultivation is..."

"Refining the gods is worthless!"

Not only the four abbots, but also Tao Shuangting and Xie Guangling all had strange eyes, only Song Shujian who "knows it already" laughed loudly, his eyes full of excitement.

Although these congenital martial arts masters all know the existence of the realm of "refining the gods and returning the emptiness", for a long time, this realm has only remained in rumors, and very few people have been able to see the masters of this realm with their own eyes.Even Song Shujian, who is good at the innate calculation of plum blossoms and Yi Dao, can't calculate the incomprehensible existence of refining the gods to return the emptiness.

Now, there is a real master of martial arts who is in the realm of refining the gods and returning to the void, standing in front of him alive, and he is also his own head teacher.For a moment, even the stern Tao Shuangting couldn't help but breathe a little faster.

"I knew that the master taught and studied heaven and man, and his martial arts are superb, but I didn't know...he is the supreme master who cultivates the gods and returns the emptiness!"

Everyone had their own concerns, only Zen Master Zhengci suddenly shouted with a thunderbolt: "Absurd!"

This loud shout caused all the people from Chunyang Palace and Mahayana monks on Yuxu Peak to look at him in unison.

I saw Zen Master Zhengci was very excited, waving his arms, and shouted loudly: "What is it that makes the spirit empty? It's all a lie! The fire of nature is empty, the fire of nature is empty, pure and natural, it pervades the Dharma world, and it is better to have a method." So! The state of the Pure Land is the silence of Nirvana, which is always aware. You have not yet handed over the three shades, so where did you come from the state of emptiness?"

Xiao Qian secretly remembered Zen Master Zhengci's tone inadvertently, but his face was as calm as usual, and he said lightly: "You are ignorant, but you don't know yourself when you buy a basket and return the pearl. Your Mahayana Buddhism pays attention to Dharmakaya, The sambhogakaya and the incarnation of the three yins are united into one, what does it have to do with my Taoist yang god contemplation?"

Zen Master Zhengci was at a loss for words for a while, but he shouted: "Everyone, don't be alarmed, this poor monk sees this man as nothing more than a silver-like pewter gun head, and sees that this poor monk has destroyed his vainness!"

When he closed his palms, thousands of golden lights rose from his back, and a Buddha was fully formed, with a white dharma body, a fist in his left hand, and pressed on his waist; a lotus with a pearl on it in his right hand.The Indian image vajra bound, sitting on the lotus platform, is the main statue of the mandala void Tibetan courtyard in the womb realm, and the Buddha image of the lotus void Tibetan Bodhisattva.

Zen Master Zhengci is the master of the ancestral court of Zhengyin Mahayana. He has practiced Zen for many years, and then he came out of his heart and condensed this empty space Bodhisattva with his innate internal force. The five directions are in the middle, and he is blessed with blessings, virtues, wisdom, wisdom, and the heart of humiliation. Like a vajra, diligent and fierce like a gust of wind, possessing all samadhis, possessing supreme dharma power.

Zen Master Dajue, the abbot of Fuhu Temple, and Gu Feng, the abbot of Luojia Temple, looked at each other and shouted together: "Brother Zhengci, I will help you!"

These two people are in the same mind: the old monk Wuji is missing, so naturally he has a lot to do with the Chunyang head teacher in front of him, but now that the five Mahayana temples have conquered Yuxu Peak, the two sects are already dead, even Xiao Qian The great master of martial arts who is far away from reality can only fight to the death at this time, regardless of success or failure, he cannot be captured without a fight.

The two old monks shouted in unison, and each showed their own golden body and dharma appearance. The three dharma appearances were shining with golden light, with thousands of rays of light, and thousands of auspicious auras. Immortal.

The three old monks looked at each other a few times, laughed loudly, and the golden body behind them burst into light, and hundreds of millions of rays of light radiated out, turning into a vajra with angry eyes, eyes like copper bells, blue-faced fangs, ferocious and ferocious!
The transformation of the Bodhisattva's appearance into the Vajra's appearance means that the three of them have already mobilized their full strength, only to hear the three of them shouting loudly in unison, the sound of thunder exploded, and the three big hands, together with the three Dharma figures behind them, raised their hands in unison, and jointly issued a A pillar of blue, yellow, red, black, white, and colorful air, like a five-color dragon, broke through many spaces and went straight to Xiao Qianli. There were thousands of rays of light circulating around the air pillar. The five colors blinded the eyes, and the five sounds deafened.

The three Buddhist masters with a double golden body joined forces and struck with all their strength. In the whole world, there are no ones who will be able to follow.

Seeing this earth-shattering blow, Xiao Qianli couldn't help but look sideways, glanced at the constantly spinning "Zhen Shanhe", but smiled lightly, and simply removed "Zhen Shanhe" completely.

At first, the three monks were still a little uneasy. This "Suppressing Mountains and Rivers" is really too mysterious. The huge Yuxu Peak, covered by this round of aura, has the effect of indestructibility, and I don't know where the bottom line of defense is. .At this moment, seeing Xiao Qianli retreating from his aura, he was stunned and couldn't help feeling overjoyed, thinking to himself, "You're looking for death..."

Just hearing Xiao Qianli's arms move slightly, there was endless azure blue smug qi radiating out, surrounding the whole body, and the whole person was shrouded in a layer of light blue phantom.

The multicolored air column of the three of them had already hit Xiao Qianli's chest heavily. Seeing that the biggest opponent was about to be wiped out, the three of them couldn't help but smile on their faces.

But the next moment, the smiles of the three froze.

I saw Xiao Qianli turning and twirling his long sword, and a small Yin-Yang fish was transformed in front of him. The thick pillar of Qi containing the supreme innocence of the three golden bodies hit the Yin-Yang fish like a A giant python pounced on a small disc.

In an instant, yin and yang were retrograde, and the universe was reversed, but the fierce and ruthless column of true energy only shook the blue air around him, causing ripples in circles, like small stones thrown into a calm lake. , raising layers of waves.

"Zuo Wang Sutra Addendum" - turn the universe!

The next moment, the incomparably powerful pillar of air turned back, submerging the figures of the three old monks in an instant.

"Zuo Wang Sutra Addendum" - Letting out the old and bringing in the new!
Pitiful for these three powerful and tyrannical Buddhist golden figures, they originally attacked with all their strength, how could they have thought that their true energy would counterattack themselves?In a hurry, he only had time to resist for a moment, and the protective qi was shattered, the golden body turned into powder, and the body flew back like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily into the snow, kicking up a large amount of snow.

The audience was completely silent!

The only Chan Master Hongfa who did not make a move was so shocked that he hurried forward, stretched out his hand to help Zen Master Zhengci up, and shouted: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother, are you alright?"

Zhengci's chest was hit hard, a big hole was sunken, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding, and he murmured: "Promoting Fa, go quickly! How many can we take away... Count how many... We lost..."

"Defeated..." Zen Master Hongfa's face became much older in an instant, and he said with a wry smile, "Can we go now?"

He laughed so hard that he was on the verge of tears, and said with a miserable smile: "Uncle Grand Master is dead, and several senior brothers are also dying soon. How can the promotion of Dharma live alone? Mahayana Buddhism, today is the beginning of its prosperity and decline!"

(End of this chapter)