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Beheading (Part 2)

“Crap.” Alternate Buddha Yi Tianxing said so.

“Bullshit.” The authentic Buddha bird Yi Zhu responded accordingly.

The little guy looked at the Arhat Bodhisattva in all directions, and said, “There are bald donkeys everywhere, where are you going to pull them?”

The battle has been going on for some time, but the second master’s body is so strong that those pure land powerhouses can’t get close at all.

However, the Arhat Bodhisattvas in the Western Pure Land are not vegetarians either. The radiance on their bodies happens to be one of the heavenly breaths that is most suitable for resisting high temperatures. The clear and bright light is really at a very high level, Yizhu Tianhuo rushed out, raising the temperature of the outer Tianhuo to a terrible level in an instant, and it seemed a bit unsustainable, as if the fire element in his body was temporarily empty.

Pale blood-red flames were burning on the wings under Yi Zhu’s ribs, and the flames were a bit dim.

Yi Tianxing reminded his son: “Save a little effort to burn it, and see that the flames on your body are getting less and less, what if it burns out?”

“If you keep the green hills, you are not afraid of running out of firewood, and you have such a big firewood, what are you afraid of?” Yi Zhu pursed his red lips, and said with a smile: “What should I do next?”

what to do next

Yi Tianxing himself doesn’t know that the road ahead is completely blocked. Although the sky fire of his father and father is a supreme weapon, the precious light on the Buddha’s body will always consume too much of their fire energy. There is a bald head sticking there, if you want to burn it all, don’t you want to burn yourself to the ground? After the speed is reduced, it is indeed difficult to increase it to the point where gods and Buddhas are unimpeded.

Especially at the end of the blue star, that seemingly inconspicuous little bottle is emitting a faint light, it seems like a beast lurking in the dark, ready to deliver the most terrifying blow at any time.

Although today’s Yi Tianxing encounters many adventures and has countless teachers and friends to help him practice, the tragic image of the Puxian Bodhisattva in the Tashilhunpo Monastery in the Xueyuan, the battle royale from Meiling to the provincial capital, and many memories make him He clearly understood that with his current cultivation state, he would definitely not be able to gain much benefit from facing that terrifying Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva head-on.

What’s more, that person is still in the place where the blue sparks are fading, dotted far away, I don’t know when to activate it, how to activate it.

Yi Tianxing’s faint eyes penetrated the curtain of stars composed of countless Arhat Bodhisattvas, looking at the bottle, his brows trembled slightly, and he glanced at Yi Zhu who was walking beside him like a fire phoenix.

As soon as the eyes of the father and son met, they understood what the other was thinking and planning.

Just as he was about to make a move, Yi Tianxing’s slightly trembling eyebrows were drawn down with a trace of astonishment and anger, showing a little annoyance and strong uneasiness.

In the space, a vague breath came over and quickly dispersed.

This breath is extremely pure, mixed with the smell of five colors, so that the heavens can see the precious image of Bodhisattva in front of them.

The slowly flowing stars in the sky stopped, revealing the faces of the densely packed Arhat Bodhisattvas.

The Arhats and Bodhisattvas all joined together and probed towards the breath.

A bottle broke through the distance of the space and floated over from the passage deliberately made aside by the Arhat array. It was about tens of thousands of kilometers away from the Yi family and his son, and stopped in the same shape.

Yi Tianxing didn’t look at him, but tilted his head slightly, in the same direction as the bottle was slightly tilted, and threw it somewhere in the universe.

He and the other party sensed this pure Buddhist aura at the same time, so it is a little strange, who would deliberately spread his aura and consciousness to this place at this time? And it is obvious that although this aura is not very strong , but it is very pure. Surrounded by tens of thousands of small Arhat Bodhisattvas in this cosmic space, they are actually clearly protecting their own level, which suddenly stands out.

It was even purer than the breath in that bottle.

With such a pure Buddhist aura, he is naturally a great person.

This is a war between Maitreya and the Western Pure Land. The Sunshine Bodhisattva has expressed neutrality on behalf of the Eastern Pure Land. Yi Tianxing really can’t think of any other Bodhisattva with supernatural powers who will be involved in this matter. He can’t help being a little bit Curious, a little suspicious, not sure if the visitor is a friend or an enemy, and even a little uneasy, afraid that it is the one I guessed.

Obviously, the faintly glowing bottle didn’t know either, and the mouth of the bottle could be faintly tilted downward, as if listening to the breath.

“Protect me.” Yi Tianxing confessed lightly, then sat cross-legged in the deep cosmic space, formed a loose lotus seat, and began to understand the origin of this breath with his most profound lotus boy seat seal.

A faint Buddha’s breath emerged from his body, like the bottle tens of thousands of kilometers away, probing into the deep and bottomless space in the middle.

The Arhat Bodhisattva all over the sky also stopped attacking at this time, and Yi Zhu flew back with wings, guarding behind Yi Tianxing coldly and brazenly.

Yi Tianxing raised his eyebrows,Suddenly it stood up like a sword, as if wanting to choose someone and devouring it with anger.

The dimly glowing bottle in the distance also straightened up suddenly, as if it had discovered something very serious at the same time.

“what’s wrong”

“It really is that idiot bald donkey.”

Yi Tianxing sneered all over his face, the corners of his lips were full of sarcasm, but a trace of deep worry that could not be concealed flashed unexpectedly in his eyes, scolding was scolding, but it was a distressing kind of scolding.

The aura that attracted him and that Ping’er to pay their utmost attention at the same time gradually condensed in the battlefield, and with the flashing blue light, a picture was formed: this picture is a story in the world, it seems that who is There was a Dharma meeting held in that green mountain, with astonishing mana power, and Heavenly Listening, which actually transmitted its breath to the heavenly realm.

“Why can the things in the world be spread to the sky?” Yi Tianxing stared at the Wutai Qingshan in the picture, and the monks in the Yanjiao Temple sighed faintly.

Yi Tianxing was not familiar with the monks in that picture, but he stared at the handsome young monk sitting on the threshold of Yanjiao Temple, and gritted his teeth: “Why did he leave the provincial capital?”

Yi Zhu’s eyes swept over that aura, scratched his head and said, “Master, why did he become so courageous all of a sudden?”

Yi Zhu’s master is naturally Ye Xiang.

That beautiful Ye Xiang.

That damn Ye Xiang.

Ye Xiang, who deliberately went to Wutai Mountain to hold a Dharma meeting, wanted to lure Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva down to earth, and to relieve the worries of the Yi family, so he wanted to die.

The breath of Ye Xiang spread from the human world to the Buddha world through the magnification of the Manjushri Bodhisattva statue.

“This is what I heard: For a time, the Buddha was in the country of Sravasti, and the tree was given to the Lonely Garden”

On Mount Wutai, the sound of Manjushri Prajna Sutra chanting went straight to the sky, washing away the bloody air in the darkness.

The breath dissipated, and the sound of chanting Buddha at the Dharma Conference on Wutai Mountain in the distant world could no longer be heard, but these strong men in the Buddhist world who were chasing and killing Yi Tianxing knew that Manjushri Bodhisattva finally woke up.

The bottle moved, and the gloom on the bottle moved slightly, like the eyes of a beautiful woman turning and thinking.

The Arhat Bodhisattvas all over the sky also moved.

It seems to be weighing how to choose. Surrounded by everyone is Maitreya in this life, the heart trouble of the Western Pure Land, and the person Amitabha is most unwilling to see him grow up.

And the one who deliberately exposed his breath in the human world is the great disciple before the seat of the Buddha, the number one heir of Mount Sumeru, and the 500-year blood feud of the Western Pure Land.

No matter which character they are, they must be killed in the pure land, but at this time, one is in the human world and the other is in the Buddha’s land, showing their aura.

Which one will the Pure Land Sect choose to kill?

For that bottle, that’s a problem.

For those Mantian Bodhisattva Arhats, this is a question that the bottle should think about.

So the bottle sank slowly into the darkness.

“Fool Ye Xiang.” Yi Tianxing closed his eyes slightly, he didn’t know where to look at the space under his feet, and said quietly: “The Buddha feeds the eagle with his body, that’s because he can’t die anyway, he is playing this game to save others, isn’t it Would it be easy to kill him knowing the situation?”

“What should I do?” Yi Zhu squeezed his fists and looked at him.

“Cold salad.” Yi Tianxing replied coldly, looking at the countless Pure Land Arhat Bodhisattvas in front of his head and feet, with his right hand holding a golden stick across his chest, holding the head of the stick in his right hand, and slowly pulling out a handful of light from inside. The dangling sword came, the sword was cast with runes, and an ancient feeling came out from the sword. It was extremely cold, as if it had drunk the blood of countless gods and Buddhas.

“Zhuxian Sword.” Yi Zhu recognized it immediately.

This was sent back by Sunlight Bodhisattva at the Dharma meeting yesterday. When Yi Tianxing left Putuo, he naturally wouldn’t take this treasure with him.

Yi Zhu shrugged, stretched out two fingers to squeeze the hilt from Yi Tianxing’s hand, sniffed and said, “I don’t really like to use this.”

“How can it be done by fire alone?” Yi Tianxing sneered, pointing to the pure land Arhats all over the sky and said: “This is the same as roasting chickens. The precious light on these Arhats and Bodhisattvas is like a protective film. Like thick old chicken skin, if you burn them directly, it will be difficult to burn them through, but if you chop them into pieces with a sword and then burn them, it will be easy to burn them.”

“Culinary skills can also be used to kill monks.”

“Everything can be done.”

The father and son spoke these insipid words, but the expressions of the Arhats and Bodhisattvas all over the sky became a little strange. They knew that one of these two was the disciple who defeated the Buddha, and the other was the most vicious roc back then. Hearing the other party talking about roasting chicken and chopping meat, I couldn’t help subconsciously worrying about my precious body.

“Then what about Master Ye Xiang?”

“The bottle is gone.” Yi Tianxing shrugged, “It is estimated that the big persimmon went down to kill him. Let’s kill all these monks quickly and go home. As long as you rescue your master, this revenge can always be done.” Reported.”

“Okay.” Yi Zhu spit, a little spark left his lips, illuminating the space in front of him.

The reason why Yi Tianxing said this is because he was very worried about Ye Xiang, so he deliberately acted fiercely, pretending to be a demon king, and wanted to keep the general situation here. Ye Xiang wanted to save him, he wanted to save Ye Xiang , all of this is for the gorgeousLove Ya

If the general trend is to leave, just relying on these pure land arhats, it is really impossible to stop the father and son.

I don’t know why, Yi Tianxing is very sure that Dashizhi will not just leave here quietly and sneak into the world.

He will definitely make a move.

But I just don’t know when he will make a move.

In the dark space, there seems to be endless danger hidden, but this danger does not know when it will happen. This kind of waiting always makes people feel a little powerless.

Two shouts burst out from the mouths of Yi Tianxing and Yi Zhu at the same time, one was as rough as thunder, and the other was as clear as a phoenix.

Two fire dragons rushed into the formation of Arhats, only to see sparks ignite, golden sticks and Zhuxian swords slashed in all directions, and corpses of Arhats fell everywhere, floating in the space without gravity.

And these arhats have no heads, and those heads have all been burned by the evil spirits in the fire.

The killing started again.

But after a moment, it stopped abruptly.

One foot, an ordinary foot wearing a pair of straw sandals, stepped lightly on Yi Tianxing’s golden stick.

The golden stick in Yi Tianxing’s hand was given by the stone monkey. Its power is like thunder, and its movement is like a spirit. In an instant, thousands of sticks can be swung out, and the shadow of a stick cannot be seen clearly by the naked eye.

But that foot stepped lightly on the front end of the stick.

There was a loud bang, and compared with such a gentle touch, it seemed very uncoordinated.

As soon as the top of the foot touched the head of the stick, the golden stick stopped waving immediately.

And that foot also clicked, making a crisp sound, the straw sandal broke from the lace at the front thumb, and then invaded backwards along the structure of the straw sandal, breaking inch by inch.

The nails of those bare feet were dyed the color of wreaths, very beautiful.

But the huge power of the golden rod was stopped by this foot, and the power was transmitted up, and the color on the toenail was shattered.

Immediately afterwards, the skin on that foot also shattered, revealing blood like a spider’s web.

There was also a tearing sound from the ankle, which should be the sound of joints breaking.

But the mighty strength of the golden stick can only reach the ankles in the end, and it can’t go up an inch, not even an inch.

Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva just stepped on the head of the golden stick, behind him was the deep universe, with his wide sleeves flicking, he looked graceful and graceful.

He lightly pointed at Yi Tianxing’s eyebrows.

To be continued: