Too much fruit

Chapter 595 Lao Liu reappears, the sword of wisdom

"Manjusri Bodhisattva makes a vow..."

"The Holy Mother of the White Lotus Bodhisattva (Eight Divisions of Heavenly Dragon Guangli Bodhisattva) makes a vow..."

The corporate culture of the Buddhist country is still stable. People who make great ambitions must be called by their job title instead of their real name, which is quite ceremonial.

Fortunately, the requirements for making great ambitions are not strict, and you can do it without your real name, so you don't need to worry about them making a fuss about their name.

After the three of them had made their ambitions, Jiang Li stretched his right hand forward. Then, under the gaze of the three people, he gently sent it, and the human race bag flew through the air.

At the same time, Jiang Li's figure turned into a rainbow and shot through the sky.

"Be very cautious."

As soon as the human race bag flew closer, Our Lady of White Lotus stretched out her hand to catch it, but she did not open the human race bag at the first moment, but said this.

"He is indeed very cautious," Manjusri nodded, "However, this also shows that he is no longer able to match the power of the strongest, and he cannot fight with the dharma of the poor monk."

Unfortunately, Jiang Li was very cautious and didn't give him a chance at all.

This Arhat cannot be happy now. His bones and muscles all over his body were numb, his skin was wrinkled, and he was as weak as a newborn baby. His facial expressions were out of control, and his ever-present smile turned into such a weird look.

"According to the people of the Jiang family, the sky is ruthless and selfless. Although it will respond to the three clans and bear witness to their oaths, it will not show any unnecessary favoritism," Manjusri said lightly. "Jiang Li's performance also proves that This is clear. Now it is certain that he is just talking about an empty city."

The figure was wearing a monk's robe, with a bare head, and a strange smile on his face that seemed to be crying but not crying, or smiling but not smiling. He was the Happy Arhat.

Even a fourth-grade man might not be able to bear such a walk in a human race bag, let alone a fifth-grade Huanxi Arhat. He was in such a state that he couldn't even control his facial expressions. He was afraid that if anyone came over, he might be killed. life.

Holy Mother White Lotus didn't even have time to intercept, so she let the opponent travel through the space and escape into the void.

The Holy Mother White Lotus was stunned for a moment, and then her elegant and pure face couldn't help but show anger, and her voice became sharp: "Jiang Li!!!"

"If that's the case, then there's no need to worry about it in the future."

Although the vows and ambitions of both parties are quite rigorous, there are still some loopholes. For example, before receiving the human race bag, the three people from the Buddha Kingdom were still able to take action against Jiang Li. If the two sides exchanged words at close range, Manjusri might be able to find an opportunity to take action and give Jiang Li a small surprise.

But Master Manjusri on the side did not move slowly.

However, with the presence of three powerful men from the Buddhist kingdom, Huanxi Arhat did not need to worry about his life.

The happy Arhat suddenly reached out and fished it out. At an incredible speed, he directly grabbed the human seed bag in the hand of the Holy Mother of White Lotus. His figure faded and disappeared into the void.

Forget it last time, this time who would have thought that Huanxi Arhat, who had just come out of the human race bag and was completely powerless, would suddenly take action. And Jiang Li, who had laughed at his caution before, ended up doing this.

Once again, someone took away the human race bag, and they were all pretending to be a happy Arhat.

She had already discovered that the restrictions on the humanoid bag had not been broken, and it was still the same as before, which made it easier for her to open the bag.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

After releasing the Happy Arhat, the Holy Mother of White Lotus looked inside again, roughly confirmed the number of people, nodded to the other two people, and then stretched out her hand to make a lotus seal. A white lotus bloomed in her hand, full of vitality, and followed her As soon as the hand is raised, it will fall on the Happy Arhat.

The Holy Mother of White Lotus smiled when she heard this, and at the same time she made a seal and put it into the human race bag.

The bulging bag was slightly loosened, and with a thought in the mind of Our Lady of White Lotus, a stream of wind was sent out from the inside, and a figure flew out, growing from small to large, and landed on the auspicious clouds in front of her.

But every time, she didn't expect it and couldn't prepare for it.

"Prajna, raise your sword."

The golden light in Manjusri's eyes locked on the traces that had not yet dissipated. With a flick of his sword finger, the sword of wisdom, which was like light gold and glazed glass, cut into the void, slashing out a sword light along the trajectory of the "Happy Arhat" when he left.

The faint ripples were clearly about to dissipate, but the sword light easily cut through it, and suddenly, a light golden edge appeared in the sky thirty miles away. "Hiss!"

There was a sound like lightning striking, and a sound like cracking silk. The brilliant sword light shot out from the faint ripples and struck the empty space ahead.

"Prajna Wisdom Sword!"

There was a slight distortion in the sky, and the figure of the "Happy Arhat" appeared for a moment, then faded away and flew into the faint ripples.

But the sword light seemed to have intelligence, and it moved smoothly, chasing after him, and actually chased him into it.

At the same time, Manjusri raised the Buddha's light and led the other two people across the sky, and he wanted to follow the traces.

No matter who the other party is, since traces have been captured, it will not be so easy to escape.

However, before the three of them could fly ten miles away, a call suddenly came from a distance in front of them: "Fellow Taoist, please stay."

The Buddha's light paused, as if there was an invisible magic power that stopped the three of them and stopped Yu Kong's pace.

A Taoist with an immortal style came running over on a tiger, his face full of enthusiasm.

But the three Manjusri all turned pale.

"Marquis Shen!" Manjusri's face was filled with distaste from the bottom of his heart.

Guangli Bodhisattva shook the big spear and gathered strength, and had to stop when he took action.

The great wish has been made. If we take the initiative to attack Jiang Li's people at this time, we will face the backlash of [Bodhisattva Vehicle]. As for the "Happy Arhat", although it is certain that he is related to Jiang Li, there is no evidence and it is all subjective guesses. It would be good if he could be captured, but now he meets this person before he can be captured...

Helplessly, the three of them could only watch the unlucky Taoist approaching.

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"Happy Arhat" was naturally transformed from Jiang Li, who likes to treat others with sincerity.

After the initial fight, he entered the human race bag directly, leaving only an avatar outside. He also left the bag slightly loosened to facilitate the inflow and outflow of Qi.

And he himself turned into the appearance of a happy Arhat and lurked inside.

The real Arhat of Joy was indeed inside, and Jiang Li even gave one as a gift, which was extremely generous. It's just that the Holy Mother of White Lotus failed to discover the real thing and only recruited the fake one.

At this time, Jiang Li did not return to the ruins of Donglin City, but flew hundreds of miles away to avoid being caught.

The sword light also chased for hundreds of miles, like a shooting star chasing the moon, chasing after him, and the sword power did not weaken.

The unparalleled sword light left a trajectory of a hundred feet long, piercing the clouds and the sky all the way, but there was no killing intention in the sword light, but with a kind of pure and comfortable, harmonious and penetrating, the sword fell. , like a wake-up call, making people realize everything.

'Manjusri's sword of wisdom, the Prajna Wisdom Sword, one of the four unique swordsmanship. '

Jiang Li suddenly turned back, facing the sword light that came through the air, 'I didn't even have a trace of energy left, but I was chased up by following the moving trajectory...'

The passing geese leave a sound and the passing wind leaves traces. Even if Jiang Li restrained all his energy and aura, his movement still left a trace in the space. However, Manjusri just cut out this trace before the trace disappeared. sword.

This sword locked onto Jiang Li and followed Jiang Li's movements to pursue him. If he was not killed, it would keep chasing him.

'Even Fenghou Qimen couldn't confuse this sword light. Is this the sword of wisdom? '

The sword light was brilliant, reflected in Jiang Li's eyes, and also fell on the rising visions one after another.

"The innate universe, the eight scenes of creation."

(End of this chapter)