Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

  Chapter 260 Amitabha Buddha, forgive people and forgive them

   The next moment, two figures fell in the hall.

   One was wearing a black robe and black robe, and he was about fifty years old.

  Fu Jing runs the real essence, trying her best to resist the invasion of corpse poison.

   She suddenly felt that someone slapped her on the shoulder, and a mysterious aura poured into her body, and the terrifying corpse poison instantly melted like ice and snow, and was quickly purged from her body.

   "Your Majesty?"

  Fu Jing turned her head and saw Qingquan standing calmly in the black mist, as if the corpse poison of the Underworld Sect did not exist and could not enter his eyes.

   The old man in black clothes and black robes said in surprise: "You kid who took the throne has some tricks."

  Qingquan looked at him and said with a calm expression: "I have the "Tiandi Sutra" to protect my body, so that all poisons will not invade, and all evils will not enter. You should stop these tricks."

   "Tiandi Jing" is exactly what Qingquan signed in, and it is the fundamental law of Ye Tiandi in the world that covers the sky.

   The old man in black sighed: "I didn't expect you to be a little daring, this elder will let you die and understand that the one who took your life today is a ghost."

   said, he took back the poisonous mist with his palm.

   Fu Jing exclaimed: "You are the second elder of the Earth-Ming Sect!"

   Although the Underworld sect is secretive, as the deputy leader of the Crimson Rider, she still knows some information.

  Ghost Miasma glanced at Fu Jing and smiled: "Yes, to have these unparalleled and stunning crimson riders buried with you is not a disgrace to your identity as the emperor of Jin Dynasty!"

The white-robed monk next to    said suddenly: "Ghost miasma, the military plane is urgent, it's time to do it."

  The ghost miasma suddenly restrained his expression and said, "Wu Qingquan, right? Huangquan is a ghost, please slow down!"

   He swayed forward and turned into an invisible black light, like an arrow, heading straight for the clear spring.

  Fu Jing hurriedly jumped over, wanting to help, but only heard a cold hum in his ear, and felt an irresistible force pouring out, and he couldn't stop backing away.

   The tip of her nose was sore, and blood flowed down her nose.

   The bloodstain was black, and it clearly contained highly poisonous!

   She was powerless to help, and she couldn't help but feel despair: "Your Majesty, it is the last general who is incompetent and cannot save you..."

   However, in the next moment, the person who had just snorted coldly exclaimed, which immediately turned into a shrill scream.

  Fu Jing turned her head and looked over, only to see that His Majesty took a step back at some point, leaving only a dark void in the place, like a monster's mouth swallowing a ghost.

  After a while, Qingquan took a step forward and said coldly: "What kind of ghost you are, if you dare to kill more than a dozen of my crimson riders, I will let you be destroyed in body and spirit, and you will not enter reincarnation."

   The second elder of Nadi Mingzong has disappeared.

  Fu Jing fell to the ground and felt a little sour.

  Qingquan waved his hand into her body and injected the True Essence of the Heavenly Emperor Sutra into her body, removing the poison from her body again.

The white-robed monk opposite    frowned a little: "What kind of means do you have to kill someone in the realm of heaven and man?"

   With his cultivation and eyesight, he didn't see why the ghost miasma died, but only felt a burst of heart palpitations.

  Qingquan finally smiled and said, "What means is not important, what is important is that since you dare to assassinate Xirong, have you been prepared to stay here completely?"

   The monk in white robe stretched his brows and smiled: "The poor monk really doesn't know where you got your confidence. Even if you can cut the world, so what, do you know that there are still immortals in the world?"

   As he said, the Buddha's light on his body shone brightly, illuminating the palace that had been made gloomy by the poisonous mist.

  Everywhere the light goes, everything is peaceful.

   Qingquan's mood was also inexplicably relaxed, and he grinned like he was on Zhuoguang Mountain: "You are a great monk who is a strong climber in the fairyland, but, so what? Climbing to the fairyland... Hehe, you can't escape the reincarnation of life and death!"

  The white-robed monk couldn't help shouting: "Arrogant! The poor monk is the first Yuantong in the Bodhi Hall of the Hanging Temple. Today, I will follow the instructions of the Buddha and save you into reincarnation!"

   He opened his palms and clenched them suddenly.

  Fu Jing and Qingquan suddenly felt their whole bodies tense, but their spirits were peaceful.

   They glanced at the world, and suddenly felt that it was all boring. It would be better to end themselves and stay away from the turmoil of the world.

   The two raised their hands and patted their heads.

   "Amitabha, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turning back is the shore."

  The body of Zen Master Yuantong seems to be blooming with boundless light, standing in the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss waiting for the two of them.

   However, just as his palm was about to fall, Fu Jing suddenly widened his eyes and looked straight behind Zen Master Yuantong.

"you you……"

   She froze in place, speechless.

   Master Yuantong frowned slightly, how did she break free from her own Buddha light.

   "What's behind the poor monk?"

   He subconsciously thought about it, and was about to shake his head and laugh at this kid's trick, when suddenly he felt a bone-chilling coldness all over his body.

   This is the instinctive response of Climbing Wonderland to the crisis of death!

"not good!"

   Zen Master Yuantong shouted and flew straight up, trying to escape the lock of the unknown existence.

   Qingquan stood in the hall and laughed softly: "Master Yuantong, do you know that there are gluttons in the world, swallowing the sky and eating the earth, and no one can escape?"

   Then, I saw the walls and top of the hall tremble, turning into a giant mouth of beasts piled up with flesh and blood.

  The surrounding pavilions and pavilions also rumbled up and turned into the limbs, heads, hairs and other objects of the beasts.

  This entire palace was transformed by gluttonous beasts!

   At this time, Zen Master Yuantong, Qingquan and others were standing in the giant mouth of the gluttonous beast!

"Do not--"

   Zen Master Yuantong exclaimed in disbelief, and then was slammed into the mouth by the giant mouth.

  This world fell into darkness at this moment.

   Not long after, the huge beast's body wriggled and opened a hole from its abdomen, from which fell Qingquan, Fu Jing, and a group of crimson riders.

   "Your Majesty, this is..."

  Fu Jing couldn't help looking at the giant beast in front of her and asked.

  Qingquan put his hands behind his back and looked into the distance, explaining: "This is the ancestral gluttonous gluttonous gluttonous revived that day at the foot of the Two Immortals Mountain. It was resurrected by the secret technique of reincarnation from the dirty earth and used for my own use. With it, it is difficult to stab me in the fairyland."

  Fu Jing exclaimed: "Your Majesty is wise!"

  Qingquan calmly ordered: "The army of monsters will arrive at the dawn of tomorrow, and order all the armies to prepare for a deadly battle with Xirong!"

  Fu Jing bowed and replied, "Here!"

  …

   At the same time, Zhang Ming, who had just stepped into Xidang County, had already noticed the situation of Qingquan through the [Demon Mark].

  The ancestral demon Taotie followed Qingquan, and Emperor Yuxu followed Zhang Ming.

   This was a surefire plan for the two of them before they set off.

   "Hangkong Temple...Earth Ming Sect..."

   Zhang Ming whispered, and suddenly the light accelerated and went straight to the direction of the overturned mountain.

   This behemoth, one of the three sects, has repeatedly bullied Lingshuguan, and it is time to get it back with profit!

   After half an hour, a huge mountain came into view.

  It hangs upside down in the sky, and it has been like this for thousands of years. It is regarded as a manifestation of Buddha by the people of Xidang County.

   "Unfortunately, Buddhism and Taoism compete, and their hearts are different."

   Zhang Ming sighed softly, flew up into the sky, and shouted at the Upside-Down Mountain: "Pindao Zhuoguang Mountain Lingshu Guanqing Emblem, I have heard the name of Xuankong Temple for a long time, and I came to visit today to pay back the feud between Buddhism and Taoism!"

   His words rumbled over the entire upside-down mountain.

  There is a monastery hanging in the air, and the monks who practiced were suddenly shocked.

   "Lingshu Guanqing emblem? How dare you! How dare you hit the gate of my Xuankong Temple!"

   "Isn't Xidang County already in the hands of Xirong Country? How dare he come here at the risk of being surrounded and suppressed by Xirong Country?"

   "No matter how many he is, the Buddha is right, those who are obsessed can be killed!"

  “…”

   They flew out of the mountain and talked a lot.

Zhang Ming glanced at everyone with a smile on his face, and said again: "Everyone, Yuanguang, the master of the Temple of Reincarnation, and Yuantong of the Bodhi Temple have all fallen into the hands of my Lingshu Guan. Pindao thinks you'd better talk more, otherwise There is no chance."

   Everyone was stunned, and then their expressions changed drastically!

   Yuanguang and Yuantong have both fallen! ?

   They maintained the gesture of opening their mouths or discussing, but no sound came out of their mouths, and they were silent for a while.

   "Amitabha, no one in the world is immortal, but reborn in bliss."

  An old monk with a drooping white beard flew out from the upside-down mountain, clasped his hands together and said, "The head of the hall of the old man's lecture hall is full of sense, and I have seen the Taoist priest of Qinghui."

   He was open-minded, but there was a murderous intent in his eyes.

  Zhang Ming smiled politely and said, "Since it's all about the bliss of rebirth, would the master be willing to go with him?"

   Zen Master Yuanjue folded his hands and smiled and said, "Old man still has some other things to do, why don't we first send the Taoist priest to the Western Paradise to meet my Buddha?"

   As he spoke, the sky seemed to have changed inexplicably, and the color of the sunlight became much more monotonous.

  Zhang Mingwan didn't notice it, and continued to laugh: "Pindao is worried that the Buddha can't bear my worship!"

   As soon as these words came out, the whole audience shouted: "Bold!" "Don't humiliate my Buddha!"

   Zen Master Yuanjue's smile gradually faded, and he said, "Daoist Master Qinghui, it's not up to you. You are already in the Buddha realm, you have to go if you don't go."

   said, his folded hands slowly opened.

   The entire sky seemed to be under his control, slowly cracking open, revealing countless spatial turbulence, surrounding Zhang Ming.

   Then, Zhang Ming's eyes flashed, and he had appeared in a noisy world.

   Surrounded by criss-cross streets, there are countless pedestrians walking among them, and from time to time there are vendors chanting osmanthus cakes, fermented bean curd and other sounds.

   Zhang Ming looked at himself, and found that he was dressed in coarse cloth with a broken bowl in his hand, and turned into a beggar.

   "Buddha in the palm of your hand? Sumeru's illusion?"

   He looked carefully and had some guesses in his heart.

   In the mid-air outside the overhanging mountain, many monks only saw the spatial turbulence quickly pulling towards the Taoist.

   In the next moment, this person will be torn apart and annihilated into nothingness.

   They couldn't help showing joy: "It's worthy of Master Yuanjue's move, changing the world, reflecting Xumi, and the evolution of the three thousand worlds is only in the palm of your hand."

   However, when the turbulent flow of space fell on the Taoist, they were all stunned.

  I saw tadpole-like characters appearing all over his body, spinning and circulating, like stars surrounded by light, and it started again and again.

  The rune blocked the spatial turbulence, so that it could not damage the Daoist in the slightest.

   "This is... what treasure?"

   These eminent monks of the Hanging Temple could not believe it.

   Zen Master Yuanjue also looked ugly, the opponent had no power to fight back at the moment, he couldn't kill the opponent directly.

   "Amitabha Buddha, the number of sands in the Ganges, goes through reincarnation."

   He folded his hands again, and the invisible, almost invisible Buddha light was mixed in the sunlight, covering the land again.

   Zhang Ming's stiff body trembled, as if he was being pulled from left to right, trying to pull his soul and primordial spirit out of his body.

   However, there are countless mysterious rays of light circulating on his body, but it is unbreakable.

   This is the fundamental method of the "Inextinguishable Heart Sutra", which is a fusion of many exercises such as "Eight Nine Mysteries", "Tian Di Jing", "Blood Nerve", etc. It is protecting itself.

   Zen Master Yuanjue's face was solemn: "What kind of exercises are you practicing? What treasures are on your body?"

   At this moment, he actually felt that it was difficult. This person was like a tortoise, unable to move or cover to death.

   The Taoist man on the opposite side twitched his eyelids and suddenly opened his eyes.

   There seemed to be a divine light in his eyes that shot out from afar and landed in the direction of the monks of the Hanging Temple.

   "It's interesting, is this your method?"

   Zhang Ming said slowly.

  This Zen Master Yuanjue's supernatural powers are completely different from others, but they invade like moisturizing things silently.

   However, he also has many backers, even if he stands here and allows the opponent to attack, he may not be able to break through his treasure, defense, physical body and primordial spirit.

   "Now, it's time for Pindao to take action!"

   He stretched out his hand and stretched it forward, the golden light of the inextinguishable Heart Sutra overflowed in his palm, spreading out in all directions.

   Zen Master Yuanjue was the first to feel that something was wrong, and his face changed greatly: "Impossible! You are eroding the source of the Buddha's light! Impossible! What kind of cultivation method are you!"

  I saw the power of the Indestructible Heart Sutra rapidly eroding, and in the blink of an eye, Zen Master Yuanguang's Buddha light was used for his own use.

  After a while, the control of the land here has changed hands.

   Zhang Ming sighed softly: "So this is the real use of the Undying Heart Sutra, all laws are mine, all paths are mine! So all my reliances are far away."

   At this moment, he realized.

   What swordsmanship, magical powers, and exercises are actually inferior to his fundamental techniques, and this is his strongest method!

   If not, how can it be called the fundamental law?

   Zhang Ming turned his hands and smiled and said: "Master Yuanjue, the poor Taoist is sincere, I would like to invite all of you to meet the Buddha in Xitian!"

   said, his palm pressed down.

  The whole sky and the earth changed in an instant, turning the world upside down, collapsing and rolling inward.

   The mountain that was originally hanging upside down was now standing between heaven and earth, but that day it collapsed...

   The collapse sound of "Boom Rumble" spread all over the place.

   A group of monks shouted in horror, but they couldn't escape the power that controlled the heavens and the earth. They were sucked into it by the rapidly collapsing area and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

   Zen Master Yuanjue's own supernatural powers and powers were taken away. At this time, he was like a weak old man without cultivation, and he fell down involuntarily.

   "Patriarch! Save me—"

   He couldn't care less and shouted loudly.

   In the next moment, in the overturned mountain, an old monk with a broom and a monk hat raised his head, his eyes passed through the chaotic gravel, soil and trees, and fell on Zhang Ming.

   Then, with a slight step, he appeared in front of him.

   The general trend of the collapsed and overturned heaven and earth followed, and stagnated in place.

  The gravel, soil, trees and a group of monks stopped in a daze as if time and space were still.

   "Amitabha Buddha, forgive people and forgive them."

  The old monk swept gently with his broom, and the sky and the earth hung upside down again, and the gravel, soil, trees and a group of monks stepped back and returned to their original positions.

   Heaven and earth are stable and everything returns to its place.

   Zhang Ming's eyes fell on the old monk, and his eyes were full of fear.

   This is a living loose immortal who is no weaker than Taiyi Xianmen Tian Qingzi!

   (end of this chapter)