Hong Kong comprehensive begins, seek the law from the heavens

Chapter 118 Extensive cultivation of thousands of calamities, proof of my supernatural powers

Lin Mosheng looked at the various miraculous aspects of the Buddhist sect. If he was an ordinary person, he would not have much impact on himself if he accepted the Buddhist practice of Master Wutai.

But yourself, absolutely not!
Just one [Quit killing] is enough to destroy more than half of one's golden fingers.

"A mere Luo Han Guo position wants to change my future, Lin Mosheng. Monk, you think too highly of yourself!"

Lin Mosheng looked at the attribute panel that only he could see, and the good deeds on it had reached more than 57000 points.

Among them, I have more than 1 points of good deeds, and the Floating Lotus Gang just provided a large amount of good deeds. Although each person only has hundreds or thousands of good deeds, the Floating Lotus Gang of more than 40 people still provided Lin Mosheng with nearly two Thousands of good deeds.

The remaining [-] points of good deeds came from the sword hero who was just killed by Hei Biao. Hei Biao was able to do siege and murder. He lived for so long and did a lot of bad things.

"System, add some Spring and Autumn Saber Technique!"

More than 3 good deeds were consumed in an instant, and the tyrannical power fell directly from the void.

"Consuming 37200 good deeds, your [Spring and Autumn Saber Technique] will be upgraded to LV4, and the corresponding basic attributes will be improved."

"Strength: 27.5, Constitution: 30.5, Dexterity: 29, Perception: 25.5, Spirit: 29.5."

"You understand [Army Power]."

[Spring and Autumn Saber Technique] Lin Mosheng was a little surprised by the improvement of LV4, because the additional ability he comprehend this time is no longer the pursuit of single-body lethality, but the group increase type [Military Power].

But after thinking about it, he instantly understood the reason.

When Guan Erye was alive, the sword technique he practiced was the sword of the battlefield. Of course, he couldn't just pursue personal tyranny.

The so-called general is the courage of soldiers.

After comprehending the Sword Intent, using the [Sword Field] to spread one's own will to the surrounding soldiers, one can naturally get a team of personal guards who are invincible and can kill the enemy. This is more important than improving one's own strength on the battlefield.

Unfortunately, this is not the path I want to take after all.

Lin Mosheng waved the blade of [Overbearing] will, which contained the power to break the law, and slashed at all kinds of Buddhist wonders. The glass-like Buddha's light shattered, like broken bubbles, and finally became invisible.

"An epiphany?"

Master Wutai raised his white eyebrows. Even though he had put his own life and death and his practice behind him, the sudden outburst of Lin Mosheng in front of him moved his expression.

It turns out that with such comprehension, it is indeed more than just Arhat status.

"The poor monk can't let the Buddha sink in this world!"

"Amitabha, this poor monk makes this vow, if you don't pass through the benefactor, you won't see the Tathagata!"

When Master Wutai made his great wish, a magnificent power no less than Lin Mosheng's good deeds descended from the void and blessed the spiritual body of Master Wutai.

One of the wonderful aspects of Buddhism that was cut off by Lin Mosheng re-condensed.

Under the blessing of the vow, the blossoming mandala flowers grew in the void, like a dharma realm, rushing to Lin Mosheng's altar.

Mandala flowers are mysterious and colorful, and each pure white petal is reflected with a golden swastika seal, which circulates like fireflies, like a prayer wheel that is constantly rotating in an ancient temple.

At this time, Master Wutai no longer pursues the wonderful aspects of Buddhism that he can't figure out, but focuses on the "Two Zang Realm Mandala" that he has comprehended all his life.

This is the beginning of the Buddha's heart, which symbolizes the Buddhas of the ten directions, and praises the great day Tathagata who is still gestating, like a mandala flower in bud.

The melodious sound of scriptures descended from the sky, and the waves washed Lin Mosheng's mind like a clear spring.

What Lin Mosheng couldn't accept the most was that these scriptures were not harmful in themselves, so even if he had supernatural powers at his disposal, it would be difficult for him to resist.

Convex (fuck dish f*ck).

I hate offspring loans the most!

Lin Mosheng waved the blade of will in his hand, and kept cutting off the blooming mandala flowers, but these flowers seemed to be endless, even if the [Overbearing] fist could break the spell with strength, but after this consumption Next, it is bound to be taken advantage of.

The biggest reason why the monk in front of him can be so brave is the method of great ambition of Buddhism.

This kind of method that can borrow power from the will of the world with its own future ambitions and Buddhist credit is indeed a loan from descendants to a certain extent. Not only will Master Wutai have to repay it after reincarnation, but also Buddhists of his line. Until Lin Mosheng really entered the Buddhist gate.

Fortunately, Master Wutai's practice is limited, and the grand wish he issued was only to "cross one person", not "cross all living beings" like Ksitigarbha and Avalokitesvara, so the borrowed power of the vow is limited, which can give Lin Mosheng a chance to resist.

The sea of ​​mandala flowers was like a tide, constantly pouring towards Lin Mosheng. The sense of compassion and awareness made him think of putting down the knife in his hand.

Lin Mosheng thought about the solution quickly. First of all, the powerful Buddhist supernatural powers in his hands are absolutely unusable. Who knows what effect it will have after using them.

After the promotion of [Spring and Autumn Saber Technique], it did bring me room to breathe, but the blessing brought by [Military Power] was far from enough, it's a pity that I didn't bring out the Yin soldiers!
There is only one path left!

Lin Mosheng made a decision in an instant, and the two blades of will in his hands melted into his soul.

The remaining [-] points of good deeds decreased rapidly, and turned into drops of hard work, like a group of naughty monkeys, falling into the heart orifice.

Without Lin Mosheng's obstruction, the sea of ​​mandala flowers instantly surrounded his soul in the center, forming a solemn and majestic altar.

On the pure white mandala flowers, scriptures flowed one after another, and the phantoms of Buddhas bloomed. The phantoms of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats were all facing Lin Mosheng, either reciting the scriptures or making seals.

"Praise Buddha the King of Infinite Light of the South."

A wave of great compassion, great enlightenment, and great bliss permeated the air.

Seeing this scene, even Master Wutai, whose spirit was about to decline, couldn't help smiling, "It seems that the Buddha has finally enlightened."

Surrounded by Lin Mosheng, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Master Wutai.

In the heart orifice, drops of pure hard work turned into torrents, forming a spectacular smoke of energy. The blood-colored and pure energy, like a burning flame, flowed upstream from the lower dantian, igniting the entire Qihai point of the middle dantian. .

Efforts can speed up the gathering of innate qi, this is the way to refine and transform qi!
It's just that even a Taoist genius like Feng Laosi can hardly accumulate twenty drops of hard work at one time, which can be used to hit the barrier of refining and transforming qi.

Not impossible, but too wasteful.

Instead of slowly accumulating painstaking efforts, if the aptitude is sufficient, a hundred days of foundation building can be done, and there is no need to make a big circle.

But at this time, Lin Mosheng had no choice but to choose this breakthrough method of putting himself to death and reviving later.

The monk on the opposite side chose the method of enlightenment, and wanted to cross himself into Buddhism. This is both a strength and a weakness!
He twirled a mandala flower beside him, and smiled at the five sorcerers.

The blood is like a bridge, the crimson haze knocks open the main orifice of Qihai, the bell in the Yellow Court rings, a mysterious and mysterious, the Dao Qi of the mother of all wonders emerges as the times require.

"Buddha is Tao."

Master Wutai's compassionate smile froze on his face.

Lin Mosheng really had an epiphany, but he just took advantage of the other party's inability to hurt himself, and the other party's great compassion, great epiphany, and great bliss.

In the sea of ​​mandala flowers, I finally got the introduction to the [Golden Light Curse] and [Huang Ting's Body and Spirit Conception Thoughts] that I had comprehended for a long time.

"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth is the root of all energy.

Cultivate extensively for thousands of eons, and prove my supernatural powers. "

As Lin Mosheng recited, the next moment, the pure white mandala flower in his hand turned into a green-gold lotus.

When the lotus flower blooms, the true self is reflected.

A sea of ​​datura flowers is like foam in the sun, withering and withering in an instant.

With unbelievable eyes, Master Wutai disappeared with the sea of ​​mandala flowers.

Only Lin Mosheng was left holding a green-gold lotus, standing in the void of the yellow court, his innate qi turned into steaming clouds, surging from the sea of ​​qi, enveloping his soul.

In the real world, Lin Mosheng, who was protected by the appearance of Xuanwu, suddenly opened his eyes, as pure as a baby.

Miyamoto Yandu, who was slashing the black barrier crazily, was stunned for a moment.

In Lin Mosheng's eyes that were as clear as a baby's, the killing intent in his heart was reduced by half.

Finished!

While Jingxin Zhiliu's swordsman Momoi used the [Basara Dance] to evade Hei Biao's pounce, he glanced at the five mages sitting cross-legged in the distance.

The body of the monk who had been pinning down Lin Mosheng suddenly disappeared like dust, leaving nothing behind.

"You killed five mages!"

Momoi Hao roared, among them, if anyone should die the least, then it should be the respected monk Wutai Master, the other party has done good deeds all his life, but he didn't expect that he would die because of a mistake in his mind Dao Xiao's ending.

Lin Mosheng woke up from his epiphany, with a gloomy expression on his face, "How can the matter of becoming a monk be called killing? It is obvious that Wutai monk used his life's cultivation to help me realize the Daomen's magic mantra, and now he has reached the bliss early, which is really gratifying. "

As he said that, he would smash his mouth, with the spirit of self-sacrifice and self-sacrifice like Master Wutai, even if Lin Mo had a foul mouth, he couldn't speak harsh words.

"The words of the demon to confuse the crowd!"

After a brief absence, Miyamoto Yan became even more furious.

Because he knew that when Lin Mosheng was restrained by the five sorcerers, he couldn't even split the turtle cover in front of him. Without the restraint of the five sorcerers, it was even more impossible for him to be an opponent.

Knowing that there is no reason to escape, Miyamoto Yan shook his right sleeve, and a strange pentagram talisman flew out.

Naturally, Lin Mosheng would not let the opponent succeed easily. Behind him, the image of King Ming appeared again, and his twelve arms swung at the same time, turning into twelve sharp sword lights, slashing towards Miyamoto Yan.

Who knew that Miyamoto Yan didn't dodge, took the initiative to meet the knife light, and smiled at Lin Mosheng, "You will be buried here with us!"

He was instantly cut to pieces by the light of the knife, his hands and feet were severed, and pieces of his body flew like scattered leaves, but his blood came alive like a snake, twisted and wrapped around the pentagram spell, turning into a The blood arrow shot at Lin Mosheng.

The barrier formed by the basaltic form was once again turbulent, like a big grind slowly obliterating the blood arrow.

But the blood arrow turned into an ominous dark red light, directly attached to the black-yellow barrier, with no intention of resisting at all.

As long as Lin Mosheng couldn't hold the tortoise cover all the time, the cursed arrow would immediately land on his body.

Even with this hood, the power of this curse will still work.

Become!

Yan Miyamoto closed his eyes with a gratified smile.

Before he came in, he held the heart of death, so he was naturally fully prepared.

This spell obtained from Abe's family cannot kill Lin Mosheng, but in this world of monsters, this spell will continue to attract those powerful and weird monsters and complete revenge for them!
The battle on the other side is almost over.

The first thing that couldn't resist was the swordsman holding the black dragon. He was weak in strength, and he was old and frail.

However, with the further improvement of Lin Mosheng's mental attributes, the attribute value of 0.5 was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The dragon's claws were sharp, and it directly grabbed the sword energy in his hand, and pinched that swordsman in his hand, and the terrifying power directly penetrated his internal organs.

But the other party still laughed wildly and looked at Lin Mosheng who was disturbed by the blood curse, "I'll wait for you in hell!"

The black dragon seemed to sense Lin Mosheng's intentions, and with a strong grab, he directly penetrated the opponent's body.

Hei Biao called it a waste in his heart, and didn't care about Momoi Hao, the other party couldn't run away anyway, he jumped to the side of the black dragon, sucked hard, and sucked out a translucent soul from the not yet cold corpse.

When the soul of this swordsman was sucked out by Hei Biao, there was a look of horror on his face.

He seemed to have forgotten that with Hei Biao by his side, even if he was a ghost, he couldn't go to hell first.

Hei Biao took a strong inhalation, sucked the sword hero's soul into his body, and purred contentedly.

As early as the moment Hei Biao left, Momoi Hao turned into a flowing shadow and fled to the distance at high speed.

He is now unable to kill Lin Mosheng, and there is no need to kill Lin Mosheng.

While Lin Mosheng was entangled by the power of the curse, if he didn't escape now, when would he wait?

The next moment, a figure that was faster than him stepped out and chased after him.

Between heaven and earth, as if there was a door of life, under Lin Mosheng's [Yu Bu], Tao Jinghao's door of life was quickly blocked.

"You would rather bear the curse than keep me. I'm really honored."

Momoi Hao, who knew there was no way to escape, stopped and looked at Lin Mosheng with a wry smile.

In order to chase him, Lin Mosheng naturally couldn't support the mysterious and mysterious tortoise shell. Only when the power of Xuanwu is connected with the earth can it exert its strongest power.

Without the dark yellow cover, the bloody curse directly merged into Lin Mosheng's body.

"curse?"

Lin Mosheng laughed jokingly when he heard Momoi Hao's words.

Reveal the 【self-image】.

Except for me, all dharmas are like dreams and bubbles.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and using the ability of [Shui Guan Jie Mi], he easily grasped the power of the curse integrated into his body, and turned it into a bloody talisman in his hand, "By the way, what is this curse for?"

He studied it leisurely, and he didn't seem to take the power of the curse that others regarded as tarsus maggots into his eyes at all.

"You monster!"

Momoi Go groaned in pain.

Before Lin Mosheng could finish his question.

In the next second, a tiger claw pulled out his heart from behind, and Hei Biao triumphantly pulled out a soul.

But as soon as he swallowed it, he saw Lin Mosheng looked a little unkind.

Hei Biao thought for a while, turned over his belly, and took the initiative to reveal his snow-white belly, "Meow meow?"

He remembered that Lin Mosheng couldn't bear this kind of temptation the most. He had been taught a lesson before, and he was always ravaged like this.

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