sword from heaven

Chapter 427 Binding the Ground (Fourth Update)
Song Yunge smiled and nodded.

The three monks sat down cross-legged, still in the shape of a character, and the distance between each of them was exactly the same, as if measured with a ruler.

Song Yunge backed away knowingly, so as not to disturb their minds.

The three old monks remained motionless, closed their eyelids, adjusted their breathing, and calmed down. A gentle breeze blew in, stirring their purple and gold cassocks.

When the purple and gold cassock was moved lightly, it shone brightly.

Song Yunge also calmed down, staring at them intently, observing their changes through the Qi Watching Technique.

The three old monks were motionless, as if they had fallen asleep, and they were poked there like three pieces of dead wood.

Under the observation of Qi Wang Technique, the three-color aura above their heads is moving violently and constantly changing. Sometimes it is full of green light, sometimes it is full of red light, and sometimes it is full of blue light, and the changes are endless.

With the continuous change of the three-color halo, gradually, the three-color light gradually melted into a pure white light.

The three-color halo slowly condensed and became smaller, turning into a ball of white light, as bright and clean as a full moon, exuding a flawless soft light.

Song Yunge was amazed, he didn't expect the cultivation of these three old monks to be so profound, this was the purest light of nature, and it was innate aura.

They are turning the acquired into the innate, which should be the light of the Buddha, and the beginning of becoming a Buddha.

Song Yunge couldn't help showing a solemn expression, narrowing his eyes slightly, pricking up his ears, and using Tianhui's gaze.

He wanted to see clearly the route of their exercise.

With the deepening of his cultivation and the increase in the number of rotations of his radiant eyes, his radiant eyes also became stronger.

Now I can see through the inner workings of others.

When the Buddha's light appeared, the lips of the three old monks began to move, and the sound of chanting sutras resounded.

"Moo Mi..." A deep and distant voice sounded, as if it didn't come from their mouths, but from the sky, solemn and solemn.

Song Yunge tried his best to catch the sound of the scriptures, while staring at their exercise route, feeling happy in his heart.

I have already learned this mental method, I just need to memorize their scriptures clearly, so I dare not be distracted for a moment.

He recited thousands of scriptures in one breath, and he couldn't help being speechless. The scriptures were so complicated that none of them were repeated.

"Duh!" The three old monks shouted at the same time, formed a handprint and pushed out lightly.

A ray of golden light condensed from the fingertips, floating leisurely into the golden talisman on the stone, making the dim golden talisman brighter.

The three old monks chanted scriptures again, repeating the previous scriptures. After a quarter of an hour, they formed seals and forced a ray of golden light to shoot into the golden talisman.

They do it again and again.

Song Yunge secretly breathed a sigh of relief, not afraid that he might not be able to remember it, he had already memorized it fluently in his heart.

After nine times, the voices of the three old monks were already hoarse, and the speed of chanting slowed down greatly, and the Buddha's light behind their heads seemed to be extinguished.

Song Yunge sighed secretly.

This has done a lot of damage to them, and it may take at least a year for them to recover from the exhaustion of energy and spirit.

And the golden talisman that was re-blessed by them was already radiant and dazzling. In contrast, the glazed arm in the stone wall was bleak.

Song Yunge watched them continue to bow their heads while chanting sutras, and shook his head secretly.

It's too brave, you need to save some spare energy, you can recover quickly, and you can be prepared for accidents.

After their last blessing, the golden talisman became more radiant and indestructible, and he even lost that warm feeling.

The feeling of slowly improving is gone.

The power he obtained was indeed dissipated from his arm, now that it is tightly sealed, there is no power to dissipate.

Even if there was, it was completely absorbed by him, and he could feel that he was absorbing these forces like an invisible vortex.

He glanced at the three old monks.

Fortunately, they were already exhausted, their spirits and spirits were declining, and they couldn't feel any strangeness about themselves.

"Amitabha!" The three joined together and proclaimed the Buddha's name, also announcing the end of this blessing.

An old monk said slowly, "Brother Haiyun, this demon is getting stronger and stronger. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it won't last long."

Monk Haiyun looked solemn, just staring at the glass arm in the stone wall.

"Senior Brother Haiyun?" the old monk called softly.

Monk Haiyun sighed: "That's true, just look at its appearance, it's getting fuller and firmer!"

The three old monks all looked solemn.

"However, no matter how strong it is, it will still be unable to break through our suppression." Monk Haiyun smiled: "A devil is a devil after all, and good will overwhelm evil!"

"Amitabha!" The other two old monks smiled together.

Song Yunge smiled and nodded.

"Thank you benefactor for your patience." Monk Hai Yun looked at Song Yunge with a smile, and the gentle gaze in his triangular eyes turned to him, thoughtfully.

Song Yunge said: "What thaumaturgy did the three masters perform?"

"It's just a small seal." Monk Haiyun shook his head and said, "It's not a thaumaturgy."

"Small binding seal." Song Yunge laughed and said, "Is there still a big binding seal?"

"Since it is small, it will naturally be big." Monk Haiyun nodded slightly.

"The small binding seal is so powerful, isn't the big binding seal even more powerful?" Song Yunge said.

"A small earth-bound seal can only suppress a place, a big earth-bound seal can suppress a peak if it is small, a city if it is large, and a whole world if it is bigger!"

Song Yunge smiled and said, "Can you still suppress a world?"

"As long as the cultivation level is high enough." Monk Hai Yun nodded slightly.

The other two old monks also smiled.

An old monk said: "The Dharma is boundless and has inconceivable immeasurable power. Does the donor not believe it?"

Song Yunge shook his head and said with a smile, "I have never experienced the beauty of Buddhism."

"If the benefactor has time, you can visit our temple." Monk Haiyun smiled.

"Okay." Song Yunge nodded.

He was about to say goodbye when suddenly golden light flashed across the sky like a golden sun.

Song Yunge couldn't help but wanted to close his eyes, but he forced them to open them wide, and he used Tianhui's eyes to see clearly.

What he saw in his eyes was that the glazed arm pierced the golden light, hit the three old monks in an instant, and then flew away through the air.

"Bang bang bang!" Amidst three muffled sounds, the three old monks flew out of Jinxia Peak and crashed into the opposite mountain peak.

The three of them were embedded in the stone wall of the opposite mountain peak, motionless.

Song Yunge was taken aback, and looked towards the cliff, where it was empty, only the brand mark of one arm, without the golden talisman.

He floated to the opposite stone wall and looked at Monk Haiyun.

"Amitabha!" Monk Hai Yun opened his eyes, his complexion was golden, just like the color of their previous little bondage.

"Master," Song Yunge said softly, "is it all right?"

Monk Haiyun shook his head lightly, glanced at the two old monks beside him, and sighed, "Today is the time for me to go home!"

The two old monks closed their eyes and remained motionless.

Song Yunge hesitated, took out a panacea from his bosom, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"It's useless." Monk Haiyun shook his head and said, "My injury is too serious, even if Master Guanyin came here in person, it would be useless."

His voice was weak, but still clear.

Song Yunge reached out and pressed his chest, and pondered for a while.

He was faced with a choice, whether to use the Blood Demon Swallowing Heaven Art.

If the Blood Demon Swallowing Heaven Art is not used, this strange aura cannot be broken, and Monk Haiyun will undoubtedly die.

But after using the Blood Demon Swallowing Heaven Art, Monk Haiyun was saved, and he was exposed.

PS: The update is complete.

(End of this chapter)