Journey to the West: The Rise of Martial Arts

Chapter 398
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In the Luojia Mountain in the South China Sea, the reborn Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva suddenly frowned, and asked the good fortune boy to call Hui An over.

Lingshan was invaded, and all the Buddhas reincarnated. At this time, Hui An's appearance was quite different from that of the previous Venerable Hui An, with less vicissitudes and more vigor. He looked like an ordinary monk in his early twenties.

"Thank you, Master, for wasting the immortal dew spirit juice that has been treasured for many years to open the disciple's veins!" Gu's physical aptitude in cultivation was mediocre, and it wasn't until the Bodhisattva spent his treasures to help him wash his tendons and marrow not long ago that his strength began to improve by leaps and bounds.

The Bodhisattva looked relieved, nodded, and said with a smile: "Well, it seems that after going through a great calamity of life and death, your practice has improved again!" Although the risk of reincarnation is not small, there are also benefits. The soul is immortal. In the process of re-cultivation, many people have new insights, and there are not a few people who are diligent in Taoism.

"Hey... I don't know if the master called the disciples to come here?" Hui An felt bitter. Compared with the physical body he lost, this slight improvement in Taoism still made him a little bit reconciled, but compared to those who fell directly. In the same sect in Lingshan, I and others should be thankful after all.

The Bodhisattva naturally guessed what he was thinking, but when he thought of the plans of these years, he lifted his spirits again and said with a smile: "Fa Hai is in trouble, I'm afraid I need you to rescue him!" After speaking, he handed a paper kite to him. Hui An, "Follow this inspirational crane, and you will be able to find him!"

Hui An nodded. He knew about Fahai. Although the Mahayana religion lost power in Xihe Niuzhou, the Westward Journey that they painstakingly planned back then finally gave them a certain foundation in this Southern Buzhou, and this Fahai, It is a crucial step in the plan to revive the Mahayana teaching after the Bodhisattva returned from Nirvana.Moreover, when it comes to the origin, the Buddhist secrets that Fa Hai is practicing today are actually secretly taught by the elder monk Huizhen of Jinshan Temple who is the incarnation of Hui An. If this is not the case, how could Fahai become the No.

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Purple Lotus Mountain, in an unknown mountain depression.

When Fahai sensed that something was wrong, he crushed the talisman that the Bodhisattva gave him, but after waiting for a long time, the Bodhisattva who revealed the saint in his dream did not appear, and for a while, he felt a little desperate.

Fortunately, Han Xiangzi has awakened the memory of his previous life at this time. Although his physical body has been fed back by the blood clone in the underworld, he has never practiced seriously after all. The absorption of the Buddha's energy in Hai's body began to gradually guide those vitality to circulate in the body according to the formula of swallowing the sky.

At the same time, everything about what Ren Qinglian experienced after she came to this world, and even some experiences of the real deity in the demon world during this period, all poured into the memories of the original Han Xiangzi, "It turns out that my avatar was reincarnated into a Han Xiangzi among the Eight Immortals!" In addition to being surprised, he thought of Han Xiaoyu.

The little girl's phantom body has been broken by Fa Hai, and she is curling up her fox body and hiding in the arms of "Han Xiangzi". Obviously, the little girl fell into a coma due to fear.

"It turned out to be you!" Ren Qinglian was full of doubts, and subconsciously mobilized part of the true energy in her body to build a Liuhe Desire Lotus Platform, urging this force to envelop the little fox, but when she saw the person who was pressed by him Fa Hai temporarily shrouded this monk in it.For a while, neither the little fox's memory nor Fa Hai's memory escaped his inspection.

"That's right, the only ones in the Three Realms who can save me without anyone noticing and arrange my soul reincarnation are probably only those two ladies in the underworld!" His protection and care made his head grow bigger. Originally, he was aware of the jade-faced fox's affection for him. After the other party was beaten back to his original form, this matter was completely over. Unexpectedly, after experiencing Han Xiangzi The entanglement with each other these years has made this matter a little complicated.

"Forget it, don't think about these things about the love between children!" With a wry smile, he remembered the news from Fa Hai's memory again, "It seems that although the Mahayana teaching has no treasures, it will follow the reincarnation of the Buddhas. After returning, the influence in the immortal world here is also gradually recovering, Guanyin Bodhisattva came to this Fahai, could it be because of the Legend of the White Snake..."

Ren Qinglian always thought that the Legend of the White Snake happened in the Song Dynasty, but now it seems that this is not the case.According to Fahai's memory, this monk is different from Tang Sanzang. Although he has learned a lot of Buddhism from childhood, he learned it from his father, the prime minister Pei Xiu. Famous doctors didn't work, so Pei Xiu cruelly sent his son to Jinshan Temple to become a monk. "Fahai" is just the monk's dharma name. His lay name should be Pei Wende!

Thinking of the outline of the story of The Legend of the White Snake, Ren Qinglian could vaguely guess what the Bodhisattva wanted to achieve with the help of this sea of ​​dharma, nothing more than wanting to create a story that could sing and cry, and promote her Mahayana Buddhism.But, he knows that Bai Suzhen, will she accept this arrangement, or maybe, this poor white snake is just a pawn in Li Shan's old mother's hands, and has become a sacrifice for some benefit!

At this moment, a paper kite flew into the col.

"Stop the evil!" Amid the stern voice, Hui An turned into old monk Huizhen's ten fingers soared with golden light, and turned into two bergamot hands in the void to grab "Han Xiangzi" on the back.

Ren Qinglian refined all kinds of vitality in her body into pure martial arts zhenqi with the Tuntian Jue, and coupled with the power continuously gathered from the blood clone, her strength has already reached the realm of martial saints. I found someone approaching.

Dangerously, he pushed the little fox in his arms to the distant forest, and grabbed the Qingtian Zen staff to block it.

This Zen stick was forged by Guanyin Bodhisattva from ten-thousand-year-old black iron. Although it is not a powerful magic weapon, it is more than a bit stronger than ordinary Jianghu weapons.

At this moment, Ren Qinglian used a staff instead of a sword, and a jet-black sword gang faintly lit up on it, under the gradually rising moonlight, with a low sword chant, she slammed into the two Buddhist handprints.

The little fox came to her senses when she was pushed away by Ren Qinglian, but her mana had not yet recovered, and she was terrified to see it flying back in the air.She didn't know that Han Xiangzi had awakened the memory of her previous life, she just thought that if Ren Qinglian wanted to resist the old monk this time, it would be tantamount to acting as a cart with his arms, and in an instant, her pretty face turned pale, and she didn't even have the strength to shout.

(End of this chapter)