Too much fruit

Chapter 217 Eight Heavenly Dragons Guangli Bodhisattva
"Cough cough cough..."

Huilun coughed heart-piercingly, his white clothes were stained with bright red blood, which made him no longer look like a celestial being, but his temperament remained undiminished.

However, Huilun didn't want to pay attention to the injury at the moment, but looked straight at Jiang Li, "Who did this Great Ming Mantra come from? It doesn't belong to the Buddhist kingdom."

The "Tianlong Roar" that can suppress him, the origin of the Great Ming Mantra is absolutely extraordinary, but Huilun has counted all the powerful people in the Buddhist kingdom, but it is difficult to connect this Great Ming Mantra with anyone.

Below the enlightened ones in the Buddha Kingdom, there are two third-rank great masters, six fourth-rank Bodhisattvas, and one fourth-rank wheel-running king.Huilun has dealt with these strong men, and even because the strong in the Buddhist kingdom like to teach the Dharma, Huilun is quite familiar with their Dharma and knows their way of practice.

Logically speaking, after being exposed to the Great Ming Mantra, Huilun should be able to recognize who the mantra came from.

But now, he couldn't recognize it.

There are only two possibilities for this result.Either, the bodhisattvas and great masters have hidden their roots, or the source of the Great Ming Mantra is not the Buddha Kingdom, but other forces.

The possibility of the former is unlikely, because after the Buddha belongs to Taoism and fruition, he basically needs to preach the Tao and the Dharma. All the Bodhisattvas will spread their Dharma widely instead of hiding it.

The latter is very likely.

Because the Buddha Kingdom also has an enemy who is also proficient in Buddhism—the Huozhai Buddha Prison.

If the Great Ming Mantra came from the hands of Huo Zhai Buddha Prison, or even from the hand of Karma Tathagata, then this Wuzhi Mountain is worth pondering.

Faced with Hui Lun's question, Jiang Li actually answered intentionally. That layman Zhenru coveted Jiang Li, so Jiang Li naturally wanted to make things difficult for him.Nai He······

'It's not worth it to face such an unpredictable boss, I should move from my heart. '

Thinking of this, Jiang Li smiled slightly and said, "The Buddha said: Don't say it."

The expected answer.

Huilun took a deep look at Jiang Li, and said, "Since it is impossible to say, I will not force it. I just hope that the benefactor will act cautiously, and don't make mistakes and fall into the trap of others."

After finishing speaking, Huilun clasped his palms together again, "Amitabha, it seems that this gate of hell is not destined for the monk, everyone, the monk bids farewell."

He didn't want to stay any longer, he manipulated the white dragon to circle around his body and fly away.

Huilun seemed anxious, the origin of the Great Ming Mantra... the water inside is very deep. '

Jiang Li thought about it, and also left the scene in a hurry.

He received a "Tianlong Roar". Although he suppressed it with the Great Ming Mantra, he also suffered some injuries from splitting the gods. His brain is still in labor pains, which means that he seems to be fine on the surface.

Jiang Li returned to his original position and sat down cross-legged, took out a bottle of Yangyuan Pill and a bottle of Living God Lotion, and took them separately. The innate qi merged with it, digesting the power of the medicine, and recovered the injury and true energy.

"After the battle with Hui Lun, only Zhong Shenxiu and Yuan Zhen hadn't made a move. The next battle must be between the two of them, and after them..."

While recovering, Jiang Li looked at the two members of Daodezong, "If Yuan Zhen wins, with his current state of mind, it will not be difficult to defeat him, but Zhong Shenxiu is a bit tricky."However, it is not impossible. '

Jiang Li's disturbing words caused both Dao Dezong to be in a state of turmoil. Now one is obsessed with how to guard against his nephew, Long Yang, and the other is worried about the future of the sect. Both of them are seriously distracted.

Although Guimenguan is good, compared with the stability of Daodezong, it is still not ranked high.

Moreover, even if Yuan Zhen could suppress the distracting thoughts in his mind, it was not impossible for Jiang Li to restrain him.

His spiritual sense penetrated into the wristband worn on his left hand, and touched a rock-like battle sword - the sword of the cliff, sensing the inner Dao fruit.

[Fifth Grade Dao Fruit: Tyrant]

[genus: demon]

[Eligible conditions: sixth-grade Dao fruit, with dragon blood]

[Promotion Ceremony: It is not easy to carry a weight of more than [-] catties for ten years]

[Supernatural powers: Danshan over the sea, eternal life, blood of the real dragon, mountains and rivers in the town of monuments, longevity and auspiciousness]

Among them, the supernatural power of [Monument Town Mountain and River] is the basic ability of the sword of the cliff. Just use the sword of the cliff to suppress the ground, and make the gravity in the center increase sharply, especially to restrain flying objects, which are actually flying nemesis.

In this field, Yuanzhen Jianwan's threatening power dropped greatly, and his mood was flawed.

If they can beat Jiang Li, it can only show that Jiang Li is really not good, and he should go back to the sect to hug Master's jade legs honestly, and don't think about bullying him in the future.

Thinking of this, Jiang Li couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, and then sank down, a scene gradually emerged in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Huilun didn't lie, he had indeed seen the shape of a real dragon, so he was able to visualize his Dharma like a real dragon, lifelike.

When he was defeated, Huilun decisively threw out the memories related to the real dragon, let Jiang Li get it, got a little chance to relax, and then detonated part of his mental power to keep other memories.

And this related memory——

Jiang Li stored the ray of stolen zhenqi into the middle dantian, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, green mountains and clear waters appeared. Between the two mountains, a deep stream was flowing with water, and the red sun was reflected in the clear waves.

Suddenly, the clear waves rippled and the angry current stirred.

It is thousands of waves flying and smashing jade, and a pool of water roaring in the breeze. In the mountain stream, there is a white dragon ascending to the sky, pushing the waves and breaking the waves. The pose of a dragon.

At the same time, the name of White Dragon appeared in his mind, as if it was about to be imprinted in his mind.

——Eight Dragons and Guangli Bodhisattvas.

This white dragon is impressively one of the six great bodhisattvas in the Buddhist kingdom, a fourth-rank powerhouse who accommodates eight celestial dragons and Guangli Bodhisattvas.

The fourth-rank powerhouse shows the shape of a real dragon, and its body and posture all present an infinite sense of power. The white dragon soars between the sky and the earth, and the majestic momentum fills the universe, making people ignore the sky and mountains and rivers. Completely occupied by the true shape of the white dragon.

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On the other side, Zhong Shenxiu and Yuan Zhen looked at each other from a distance, and each side made moves.

Yuan Zhen suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, and the sword and man merged into one. In a split second, a straight figure came to the center.

Zhong Shenxiu held the long saber in his hand, his feet didn't move, his figure drifted, shaped like a stalk of bamboo, and floated to the opposite of Yuan Zhen.

'Thousands of Confucianism, such a superb light work. 'Yuan Zhen secretly said.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. This lightness skill is named "Thousands of Miles", which shows its emphasis.This is a light kung fu that favors long-distance walking, and its effect on explosive speed and lightness is not inferior.

However, Zhong Shenxiu also showed excellent results in this poor aspect, which shows that his lightness kung fu is superb.

But Yuan Zhen is a sword cultivator, or a sixth-rank sword fairy, if he flies with the sword...

"Your heart is messed up." Zhong Shenxiu said lightly.

Yuan Zhen was upset because he wanted to deal with Zhong Shenxiu with Yujian flying.

There is nothing wrong with this method of using one's own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses, but being too negative is not conducive to the vigor of the sword cultivator, and is also somewhat detrimental to the reputation of the Taoist sect.

The reason for such negative thoughts was actually that Yuan Zhen knew that he was not in a good state, his mood was chaotic, and he subconsciously had the idea that he might be invincible.

Zhong Shenxiu pointed out that Yuanzhen's heart was in turmoil, and his words were like a sharp knife, piercing into his mind.

Yuan Zhen's heart was shocked immediately, and he suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart with the static power he had practiced for many years, and at the same time displayed the sword cultivator's Dao fruit ability [Sword Heart Clear], the heart of the sword corresponds to the heart of the sword, the sword light surrounds the body, and the pure white color reveals the sharpness front.

At this moment, Yuan Zhen finally showed the demeanor of a contemporary Daodezong disciple, suppressing distracting thoughts, uniting man and sword, Geng Jin sword light moving with the sword finger, facing Zhong Shenxiu from afar.

"Please." Yuan Zhenlang said.

"Please."

Zhong Shenxiu responded, the regular and perfect facial features showed a serious look, holding the long knife in his hand, his gaze was like a knife, and he was cruising around Yuan Zhen's body.

It's like a dragon swimming in a river, sizing up its prey. It's also like the wind and the undercurrent in the water, covering the whole body and penetrating everywhere. As long as there is a flaw, the Gewu knife will come out of its sheath and defeat the powerful enemy.

Yuan Zhen had the same thoughts as Jiang Li did back then, and Zhong Shenxiu was trying to help him.

As a swordsman, he is known for his fierceness, but he can't escape from his body like Jiang Li, and use changes to counter things.

There is only one thing for a sword repairer to do - break it with a sword.

Yuan Zhen drew out his sword without any hesitation, and the light of the sword flew like a shooting star chasing the moon, with an incomparable speed, and it fell straight to the center of Zhong Shenxiu's eyebrows.

The Qi of Gengjin is famous for its sharpness, and the sword of Yuanzhen is naturally fierce and full of sharpness, but facing such a sharp sword, Zhong Shenxiu has no intention of dodging at all.

"Chong!"

The long knife was out of its sheath, the light of the knife was like a dream, like dew, and like electricity, like reality, like illusion, like electricity, like light, he was clearly a Confucian scholar, but the moves he made at this moment had some Buddhist principles.

Using sword against sword, attack against attack, quickness against quickness, Zhong Shenxiu, who was the last to attack, chose to confront each other. The light of the sword and the light of the sword were like two parallel straight lines, each running towards the enemy.

What's more, Zhong Shenxiu came later, but his sword glow was faster than Jianguang.

No, it's already hit.

"Sword intent."

Zhang Daoyi's pupils shrank and dilated, and when he looked again, there was no blade glow, and even the Gewu knife was still half in its sheath, only revealing a section of the blade that was as bright as snow.

This is knife intent!
Zongjing·Dong Xingling.

The sudden phantom pain appeared in Yuan Zhenxin's heart, he felt as if a gap had been stabbed in his mind, and the sense of worry resurfaced.

"Yuanzhen, help the Taiping Sect to gain momentum and break the deadlock." The majestic Taoist ordered
This is the past.

"Don't come here!" Zhang Daoyi showed a defensive look.

This is now.

"Has the Taoist sect gone astray?" the master said indifferently.

This is the future.

The meditation practice was pierced by the sword intent, and the suppressed worries and distracting thoughts reappeared, causing Yuan Zhen to fall into a moment of hesitation.

As a result, Geng Jin's sword light became less fierce, Zhong Shenxiu tilted his head slightly, and easily dodged the sword light, bullying him like the wind, and the mighty wind turned into a wind blade, surging towards him.

"The wind dances with the fish."

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