The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Duan Rui's mind is almost completely blank, and never before and unimaginable encounters have given this demon demon who can only stop crying in children in recent years a familiar and strange sense of weakness, just like when he was young, "Su Meng, I can't fight anything but I can't get rid of it. It wasn't until the magician took the shot that he managed to escape.

Just now, Shao Changge and the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva passed on to Ning Ning from the "Bronze Brocade". It is the vast green sea where the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep, but now it is the gray robe monk, the sick man and the sword fairy. Is it the iron cable that runs across the water?

Above the grassland, Shao Changge and Ying Ning stood blankly, eyes wide open, looking at where Duan Rui disappeared, his mouth opened a little, and no sound could be heard.

What just happened?

Suddenly a hand popped up in the void to capture the deficient demon. Between the floats, the breath was slightly exposed, and if the opposite scene appeared, it was inexplicable and familiar!

After a few breaths, Shao Changge's pupil contracted abruptly and shouted aloud:

"Mad sword!"

"Mad Knife" Su Meng!

This familiar atmosphere will never admit wrong. Although I have never seen a mad knife, she has collected a thunder knife and called it "evil robbery". She often plays with it until she returns to the ninth heaven. This knife The original owner was Su Meng. The breath stayed on the sword and never faded.

And Ying Ning whispered: "Jiangdong."

I feel that the scenery is definitely Jiangdong. I came from Jiangdong myself, and after training in Jiangdong, I ca n’t admit wrong!

The two spoke at almost the same time, and then subconsciously looked at each other, and combined each other's words to reach a frightening conclusion:

Mad knife is far away from Jiangdong. Take a shot in the air and directly grab the "Hundred Demon Demon" Duan Rui!

Today, who can do it except the ubiquitous Su Wuming?

Is it a ubiquitous legend, or is it something else?

What is the realm of "Knife"?

The two frightened them. Fleeing in haste, flying to the place where Changshengtian returned, like a fledgling young man, after the setback, he sought the blessing of his teacher.

After blank, Duan Rui's mind was full of thoughts. Soon he realized that the granddaughter Wang Daozi and Jiang Taiwei who were too sacred swordsmen, and then realized that the gray robe monk in front of him was very familiar, as if he had seen it before.

Ignoring the temperament buried in the dead and the appearance of withering tiredness, this is a very outstanding face. The thick black but not messy sword eyebrows seem to attract the eyes of the mind ...

Suddenly, a cognition stands out in Duan Rui's heart:

"Mad Knife" Su Meng!

For more than ten years, Su Meng, a "crazy knife" who has not fallen in despair, has not lost his own shadow!

"Here is Jiangdong. He shot me through half of Dajin, the whole of North Zhou, and half of the grassland. He caught me ..." Previous cognition and today's Mingwu made Duan Rui shake uncontrollably, both The legs seemed to be unable to support themselves.

The savage savage flew by. Immediately overwhelmed by extreme fear, Duan Rui was not restrained, but did not dare to resist or escape.

Wang Siyuan leaned back slightly. Raised his head, whispered to himself, sighed:

"Causes of Fruits ..."

Yuanshi Tianzun!

Jiang Yan's eyes lighted up and he was interested.

"In the past, I was soft-hearted and pity you for having two souls and unable to control yourself. Fang committed all sorts of faults and still has room for turning back. He never got rid of the evil." Meng Qi looked at Duan Rui and slowly spoke. "In the past ten years, I don't know how many people have been strangled because of this. It is my fault that the benevolent person has satisfied himself, but let others suffer. It is the time of redemption."

Suddenly, Duan Rui's heartbeat speeded up twice, his body gradually became cold, and the approaching death made him extremely horrified. What flashed in his mind was an incomplete corpse, which is his own soul. Nowadays, Are you going to follow in their footsteps?

Suddenly, Duan Rui suddenly hesitated, lamenting: "Seniors spare their lives, no, the masters spare their lives, Yuan Jing is weak, and the children are young. They cannot lose me. You, you should abandon my martial arts. Let me have a life to take care of them. "

Meng Qi looked at him, his eyes were indifferent, like a monk who was really a withering Zen: "When you killed innocent people, were you softened by their begging for mercy?"

Boom, Duan Rui's heart exploded with fear, black gas came out of her eyes, ears, nose and nose, her body suddenly split, her stump was full of empty arms, and her blood was dirty.

He used mysteries and tried to escape.

A sword glowed, and quickly divided into countless filaments, forming a net, shrouded in black gas and limbs, and shrunk into a light ball.

The blood smears inside the light ball, Duan Rui once again appeared.

Jiang Yan saw that Meng Qi didn't make a shot, and thoughtfully looked at the wound on his chest that hadn't recovered, pulled his sword out of the sheath, and understated Duan Rui.

At this time, Wang Siyuan coughed twice and smiled slightly: "You still have a hint of life."

Ok? Duan Rui was desperate and desperately grabbed the last straw.

"As long as you help us open the stone gate of Shaolin Houshan, you will only waste your martial arts, destroy your foundation, and suppress you under the Shaolin Hill Sheli Pagoda. You will see your wife and children every year." Wang Siyuan said harsh conditions, but Contrary to the previous death, Duan Rui accepted without hesitation.

Meng Qi did not say anything, nor did he endorse Wang Siyuan's words.

Wang Siyuan said, "The magic skills he cultivated were reverse-trained, very weird and maliciously planted. If there is no skill to suppress them, and he can't vent them, he will be crazy to death within seven days."

This is a conclusion drawn from a failed death row.

Jiang Yan shook his head slightly and laughed: "The magic stick is a magic stick, and you can get into the game without telling lies."

As soon as the light rose, several people went straight to Shaolin.

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This time, Wang Siyuan did not try to conceal Shaolin, but went straight to the door.

In the hall of Nobita, the monks gathered.

"Master ..." Meng Qi gave a gift to Xuan Bei without saying a word, just shouting at Master, Yu Yin trembled, and seemed to choke.

Xuan Bei looked at Meng Qi with a yellow monk robe and a red sorrow, with a kind expression and a lot of emotion, and sighed: "Everything is verbal, but it's true."

He stood up and turned back to the thoughtless salute holding the nine-ring tin rod: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, abbot, and the matter of Anshan Ananda pure land is left to the old man."

No thought, no objection, just chant the Buddha's name.

Don't hide, a few people quickly arrived at Shimen.

The glazed light on the door turns, and the sense of Zen is eternal.

"Open the door." Wang Siyuan ordered Duan Rui.

Jiang Yan flicked the sword handle lightly, and Sisi Jianguang scooped out of Duan Rui's body, allowing him to recover his skill.

Duan Rui's eyes became dark, his breath was filthy, his expression was distorted, and he pulled out his right hand, turning it into a dark claw, and took a hard shot on Shimen.

When black gas poured in silently, Wang Siyuan's right hand appeared in black and white, condensed into a fantasy book, and pushed forward.

The Buddha's seal on the stone door has not changed, and the glass is still, but it is strange and strange, and it slowly opens. There seems to be some distant response.

Behind the door is the same as what Meng Qi saw in the fragments of Zhouguang. There is no sun, no moon, no wind, no clouds, no mountains, only a dark earth, dark red blood everywhere, and dense broken arm stumps.

Xuan Bei recites the Buddha's name, and the image of the Tibetan Bodhisattva appears behind it to eliminate all obsessions and magical thoughts.

Wang Siyuan restrained Duan Rui again, worried that there was still room for his magic skills in Ananda's Pure Land.

With the current strength of several people, they have reached the foot of the seven-storey Sumi Mountain in no time, and at a glance, the matrix formations such as "Breaking Pure", "Red Dust", and "Causality" have been destroyed. Exhaustion is not caused by Han Guang, but also the consequence of Meng Qi and Wang Siyuan.

He could n’t fly here. Even if the formation did n’t exist, Meng Qi and others had to go up the mountain road, and Xuan Bei stood side by side with him, and suddenly said, “When the Tang family destroyed the door for the teacher, he was guilty and blamed. Seeing the injustice and pulling the knife to help each other, I hate myself for not doing well enough and not being secretive. If the enemy is not in the world, I may be desperate. If my heart is dead, I will die for the rest of my life, but fortunately the crying old man is still alive, full of hatred and painful support As I went on as a teacher, although I knew it was inconsistent with the Dharma, I didn't dare to forget it. "

"Because of this, you killed the crying old man, let the hatred of the teacher be reported, no longer be bothered by it day and night, and finally realized it. Today, there is only one wish for the teacher, which is to master the mystery of life and death one day. The family is resurrected, and their lives are peaceful and joyful. "

He said these words not to express himself, but to tell Meng Qi that if he supports it, he will always come out. If he cannot support it, then he will find a goal that supports it, such as hatred!

Meng Qi turned to look at Master, and there seemed to be a flash of fire in his eyes, and then he calmed down, and whispered, "The disciples understand."

At this time, several people passed through the destroyed first six-layer array method and saw the seventh layer and the peak of the mountain.

There are cracks in deep pits everywhere, full of signs of destruction. It seems that they have endured a great war in the distant age. If the pure land was not destroyed, the peaks would not collapse, and they would no longer exist.

Naturally, there is no trace of the existence of the matrix on the seventh floor.

Meng Qi, Xuan Bei, Jiang Yanwei and Wang Siyuan moved forward slowly, carefully, and suddenly, a sigh sounded in the scene of destruction:

"How can you see Rulai?

The voice is sad and faint. (To be continued) 2k novel reading network