Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 406: The whole city is my trumpet

"So, Sanzang Zhenjing blessed Shaolin martial arts?" Chen Luo's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. Naturally, he did not know what happened to Dongcangcheng, but the feedback from martial arts allowed him to understand Shaolin martial arts. Learning seems to be similar to kendo, with an extra layer of power.

How to say it? It feels as if Shaolin martial arts has a backing of a thousand miles to the sky!

"The Tripitaka is a collection of Mahayana Buddhism. Shaolin Buddhism belongs to Zen, and it is an important branch of Mahayana Buddhism. If you think about it this way, there is no problem."

He is naturally well aware of the situation of Shaolin in the martial arts academy, but it seems that after the Sanzang scriptures are condensed by him, even if it is only a phantom, ordinary people in this world will have an easier time comprehending Buddhist scriptures than before. Some.

If I must say, it seems that the illusory avenue of thousands of miles evokes the Buddhist rhythm that was originally hidden between heaven and earth.

Ancient Buddhist rhythm!

Fortunately, the mysterious old man in the blue world helped him put away the illusory avenue, otherwise he would really have a big head, and it is estimated that the senior brother and the sixth senior sister could not protect themselves.

As for now...

Not me, don't know, don't care.

"But this way..." Chen Luo looked down at the first chapter of "The Complete Biography of Ji Gong", which was only half-written, and pondered slightly, it seemed that the book could not be sent out yet.

It's been bad luck lately, don't make trouble for yourself.

Write it secretly by yourself, just save it as a manuscript.

Anyway, there is still "The Legend of the Eight Immortals" to be written, so I will finish the "Eight Immortals" first.

"Little Junior Brother!" Yun Siyao called out softly. After she saw Chen Luo recovering from the meditation, she kept mumbling to herself. She was also worried about an accident. She reached out and touched Chen Luo's forehead. Chen Luo looked at Yun Siyao and smiled: "Senior sister, I'm fine!"

"By the way, Senior Sister, is there anything special about this place further east?"

Chen Luo still remembers the message from the Sanzang Zhenjing, but it's just two words with no beginning and no end-to the east.

"East?" Yun Siyao shook his head, "There is no big city to the east of Qingning City. In the past, it was just the sea."

"But..." Yun Siyao seemed to have thought of something and said, "At the junction of Bihai and Yuanhai, there is a big island, known as the abbot."

"Abbot?"

"Well, people's hearts are square inches, and Tianxin is abbot, so it is also called Tianxin Island." Yun Siyao explained, and then looked at Chen Luo strangely, "What are you asking about this?"

Chen Luo didn't hide from Yun Siyao, and told everything that happened before, but when he met the old man in Qingming, he couldn't make a sound no matter what. Chen Luo didn't believe in evil, and planned to write it down again, but the pen never fell.

"No need to try." Yun Siyao shook his head, "It should be an excellent figure, he has set a law, and outsiders can't know it." After speaking, the style of painting changed again, "Your idea is right. Yes, the Complete Biography of Jigong is currently inconvenient for outsiders. As for the matter of going east, I will discuss it with my senior brother."

Yun Siyao looked towards the east and sighed softly, as if muttering to himself: "Yuanhai..."

……

Western Regions.

People from the Western Regions never call their place the Western Regions, because the entire Western Regions are shaped like lotus flowers, so they call themselves the Lotus Regions.

Of course there is also a private name called the Three Thousand Monks Kingdom. It is said that one country has one Bodhisattva, and in this lotus field there are thousands of Buddha countries, large and small.

Among these Buddhist kingdoms, there is a Buddhist kingdom that is close to Wanli Huangsha. Because it is close to Daxuan, there are a lot of caravans. It is the most prosperous in the Western Regions. The Buddha country Bodhisattva was wiped out with one palm, and at present it is all the disciples of the Bodhisattva who manage it personally.

Fisher Bodhisattva stood on the tall Buddha Pagoda with a grim expression.

Just now, he felt that in his reincarnation, a breath disappeared.

He remembered that breath, the breath of the only escaped prince in that royal family, Siddhartha Adama!

The breath of reincarnation takes at least three reincarnations to form in his Buddhaland.

It was not cut off by the Taoist sect, nor was it broken up by the Confucian sect, but as if it was disintegrated, it dissipated without leaving a trace.

Fei Lieshe frowned. That feeling was very similar to the heretic teachings spread by those hateful rats in the Buddhist country.

"They don't have that ability!" Fei Lieshe shook his head slightly, "Could it be Yinzong?"

According to legend, in Daxuan, there is a force closely related to ancient Buddhism. They claim to be secretly preached by the Buddha to protect Taoism and not show it to others. Therefore, they are called Tantric Buddhism, also known as Hidden Buddhism.

However, many people don't believe in the existence of the hidden sect. They think it is just a force of right and wrong created by Confucianism and Taoism.

Otherwise, why don't you see the Tao of Heaven?

However, as a disciple of the elders of Bailian Temple, Fei Lieshe is only a second-ranker, but he knows some secrets.

For example, occultism is real.

Otherwise, where did those annoying mice in the lotus realm get their heresy and evil Buddhist teachings! What flowers bloom to see Buddha, what I see Tathagata, how did these rebellious and outrageous words spread!

According to the deduction of the White Lotus Temple, the avenues of the hidden sect should be broken artificially, and the fragments of the avenues should be sealed in the practitioners' bodies, so that they will not be seen in the Qingming, nor can they be spread, and they can only be taught by word of mouth. handed down.

But since the avenue is broken, it is natural to not be able to re-enter the fruit of a thousand miles.

"It should be them!" Fei Lieshe nodded. Before, his soul entered the Qingming, and he opened his eyes through the Buddhist way. He has never seen a new doctrine born, excluding Confucianism and Taoism, that is the hidden sect.

Martial arts?

Fei Lieshe laughed at himself, how is that possible? Martial arts are only 6,000 miles away, and they do not have the ability to dissolve the breath of reincarnation.

"Unfortunately, it would be great if the master of martial arts could be integrated into my reincarnation!" Thinking of martial arts, Fei Lieshe thought of Chen Luo again.

Counting the days, the bodhisattvas who went to Daxuan to assassinate Chen Luo should be on their way.

……

Just when Fei Lieshe was thinking about it, he went to Hanzhou and Ciwei City.

A barrier suddenly opened, covering the entire street.

In the street, the caravan guy who was eating noodles suddenly raised his head and looked across the street.

There, there is a person who is neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, neither handsome nor ugly, neither too young nor too young, and he is greeted by someone who cannot be recognized when thrown into a pile of people, and who can't remember the greeting.

"Hey, it's still too dangerous to intercept and kill. But I can't help it. I finally became a junior brother. I always have to look like a junior brother. You can't let you shoot my junior brother."

"Who are you?" The caravan man frowned, looking at the odd man.

The man frowned slightly: "How can you do this? Ask such a private question as soon as you open your mouth!"

After speaking, he shook his head again: "Forget it, you don't understand Gou Zhidao."

At this time, the caravan buddy released golden light, and in a blink of an eye, he turned into a burly man with a strong sense of reincarnation, and he was a Buddhist Bodhisattva!

The eccentric senior looked at the Buddhist Bodhisattva and said, "It looks like a third-rank Bodhisattva, but you may have hidden your cultivation, but you are actually a second-rank Bodhisattva!"

"Buddhism has the Pure Land Dharma, and it will be merged for a short time. I guess, it should be able to have a combat power of 1st rank."

"98% success rate, barely worth a try."

The Buddhist Bodhisattva glared angrily. In his eyes, the person facing him was at most a half-step Confucian.

"Go to hell!"

Buddhist Bodhisattva slapped the opponent with a palm, but the man didn't avoid it, he took the palm hard, and then with a "bang", he turned into a paper figure and fluttered down.

"Paper figurines?" Buddhist Bodhisattva was stunned for a moment, then the fellow shivering in the caravan suddenly chuckled, "In order to deal with you, I have prepared sixteen sets of plans! "

The Bodhisattva turned around and slapped his palm again. With a bang, the guy also turned into a paper figure.

"Today, the time is just right, which can increase the chance of success by 1 in 10,000!" The owner of the caravan suddenly climbed out from under the table and said with a smile.

Buddhist Bodhisattva has a faint image of King Ming, and once again slaps the owner of the caravan with his palm. The result is not unexpected, and the owner is also a person.

"Asshole, I see how many clones you have!"

At this time, the noodle restaurant owner who had just fainted from fright stood up and said, "You are about to die. If I talk to you more, you can also be less obsessive!"

"Bang!"

Passers-by on the side of the road shrugged: "Tell me the truth..."

"Bang!"

The little baby at the next table who was held in the guest's arms said, "This city is all me!"

Buddhist Bodhisattva said angrily: "Then I will destroy this city!"

Speaking, the Buddhist Bodhisattva folded his hands together, and suddenly another ferocious face appeared on the back of his head. At the same time, four arms grew out, apparently summoning the Dharma Congruent Body.

"Let's all enter the reincarnation of this seat!" After speaking, the Buddhist Bodhisattva suddenly raised his hand, as if to say something extraordinary. Suddenly, he sensed a crisis in his heart.

At this time, hundreds of miles away from Ciwei City, the same unobtrusive young man looked at Ciwei City in the distance and sighed.

"I told you, the whole city is me."

"In addition to the people in the city, Liancheng is also me!"

You think he only released the barrier on one street?

In fact, there are a total of nine enchantments, large and small, and the last one covers the entire city.

He stretches out his hand, as if to hold something.

At this time, the appearance of the plaque at the head of Ciwei City suddenly changed, and a name was changed: Hurt Holy City.

The magnificent city transformed from one billion eighty million burst runes can hurt saints!

Can't say annihilation, that would cause alertness.

"Accurate Words"!

A little trump card for the sake of the younger brother!

"Explode!" The young man squeezed his fist suddenly, and a loud noise came in an instant. The majestic air wave spread rapidly like a first-level Confucian scholar, and the fire almost seemed to be another sun on the ground.

After a while, the mushroom cloud soaring into the sky seemed to solidify.

"Uneven explosion of Sunda bits ~IndoMTL.com~ needs to be adjusted!"

"The enchantment of Gen's position is not firm and needs to be redesigned."

"Kun's position has overflow damage, so we need to add a guide array!"

"Actuated damage, a fourth senior brother! There is still room for improvement. To reach the power of a second senior sister, it is estimated that 666,666 explosive charms will be needed."

"Well, that's a lot of work."

Withdrawing the talisman paper, he threw out two more pieces of paper, ran towards the center of the explosion, and took the final steps—

"Raising Ash"!

"Senior Brother 5 should have solved it too!" He murmured, and with a bang, he turned into a paper figurine, and in the process of falling, it spontaneously ignited, and when the wind blew, there was no trace... …

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