Long Live The Emperor!: ）
Among the mountains and forests, a figure is walking,
He didn't go fast, but he was fast,
"Unhappy" refers to the speed at which he steps, like a walk after a meal,
"Soon" means that every step he takes, the distance he crosses is dozens of meters.
This figure stepped on the mountain road, entered the Yunfeng Peak, and glanced at the man in the imperial robe sitting cross-legged on the stone platform,
Then she turned her eyes to the teenager sitting on the edge of the cliff,
The young man was wearing a dark golden python robe, his expression was calm and calm, but he was hiding a big obsession.
Brahma said with a smile: "Your Highness, can you ask for anything?
If you want anything, just recite my name,
My name is Brahma. If you ask for something, you will definitely respond. "
Xia Ji looked at the man in the linen robe who gave the feeling of "kindness" in front of him. This man was the same as Di Shitian. Just standing here, he gave people the feeling that he was never the same as all beings in the world.
Those mythical tricks, those dirty words, those dirty hypocrisy that turn black and white, and talk nonsense with open eyes have nothing to do with him.
"Is Brahma coming to kill me too?"
"Entrusted."
"Who?"
Da Brahma didn't answer. As if inviting him, he asked with a smile, "Can Your Highness ask for anything?"
Xia Ji looked into his eyes flatly.
Those eyes are full of great compassion, making people feel like falling into it just by looking at them, and even their hearts won't resist this "falling into",
The grievances, obsessions, and desires in my heart were all released in these eyes.
No one can say no.
But not Xia Ji.
Unless, he wants to.
Xia Ji voluntarily fell into those eyes.
The scene changes...
He sat by the edge of a lake, on the edge of the wooden board trestle.
The midsummer sky is very sunny, but it is shaded by trees, and the lake breeze blows from a distance, making people feel comfortable.
The pale-skinned girl leaned her back against him, stretched her legs, bare feet, her hair was not combed, her head was tilted to one side, her breathing gradually became even, and she was obviously asleep.
He had a fishing rod in his hand, catching fish one after another, spending the afternoon of nothing to do.
He looked at the trees, flowers, and shadows that slanted to the surface of the water, moving with the waves. From time to time, fish broke out from the water surface, breaking the silence at this time, and from time to time birds flew past the water. Wings flapped the water and slipped away.
From a distance, a beautiful woman came. When the woman saw him and the girl from a distance, she slowed down her steps and her expression became gentle. He took out an ice-cold drink to cool off and placed it gently by his side.
There were two bottles in total. The woman pointed to the girl, indicating that there was another bottle for your sister.
He nodded, and the woman smiled at him sweetly.
Very warm.
Fantasy scene after scene.
A scene of desire.
The scene passed by.
Di Shitian was surprised to see the boy whom he regarded as his opponent and cried.
He pursed his lips and even smiled, but the two lines of tears could not help flowing.
The man in the imperial robe glanced sideways at the great Brahma in the sackcloth robe, and his heart shuddered. This man is getting stronger and stronger. If he falls into his eyes and enters the spiritual world, can he not be affected? ?
Crying...
For ordinary people, it doesn't matter. When I feel sad, I cry when I want to cry.
But for the strong, this problem is bigger.
This is especially true for Buddhist powerhouses.
If you practice the Four Noble Truths, the five aggregates will be empty.
Form, feeling, thinking, formation, and consciousness all need to be emptied.
This cry breaks my mood and shakes the foundation.
The spirit may not be able to directly attack, but it is the root of the blood energy.
A person of the level of the Great Brahma really destroys people invisibly. This Prince Shenwu can be said to be very strong, but he still has his way? ! !
In this way, even if Prince Shenwu can break free from his spiritual power, his skills will be weakened a lot, right?
It's a pity.
Di Shitian suddenly regretted it.
I knew that I wouldn't listen to this prince, so I shot it myself, and I'll finish the fight first.
There are only two words he pursues in this life:
Win or lose!
It's rare to meet such a good opponent. Before the official confrontation, he was actually defeated by Da Brahma?
Di Shitian couldn't help frowning.
But on second thought, such a loser is no longer qualified to play against him, right?
He no longer regretted, but looked sideways at the silent confrontation not far away.
Even though it was only a short period of time, Xia Ji had already experienced the scenes he had longed for in that illusion.
Brahma looked at the prince in front of him, his face was calm, but tears were streaming down his face,
Even dozens of strands of white hair,
It is said that one night's gray hair, naturally because of the spiritual entanglement in the heart, gray hair.
Therefore, Da Brahma smiled, reached out and stroked the crown of the prince in front of him, and said softly, "Follow me back..."
His voice came to an abrupt end.
He couldn't go on.
Because, the prince Shenwu in front of him opened his eyes.
He had never seen such clear eyes.
Those eyes were enough to prove that the prince was not affected at all.
That...
Why does he cry?
Why do I have gray hair?
Da Brahma was stunned. After all, he was profound in Buddhism, and suddenly thought of a sentence in his mind:
All Buddhas and Bodhisattvas understand the true meaning of the two-not-self, and they can follow and obey the equal dharma realm, and use their supernatural powers to play in the lands of the ten directions. Although there are various manifestations, there is no wavering in its original place; although it is in the world, the heart is always free from defilement.
In short, "No matter what you do, no matter what you do, your mood will not be shaken, so playing the world has become a means to improve your cultivation. For ordinary people, the taboo is not at all for him. ".
If Xia Ji used his previous life as an analogy, it would be, "Even if I play games every day and fall in love, my desire to study will not be affected at all, not only will it not be affected, but I can also draw inferences from one another, and let me play games and fall in love. Facilitate my learning and make my grades better."
This is terrible.
Xia Ji said, "Thank you."
If it weren't for this great Brahma, how could he have completed these dreams, experienced these scenes he had never experienced before, and lived the life he wanted with his sister and mother?
And dozens of gray hairs are left behind by his obedience.
Brahma understood,
His pupils contracted and he said slowly, "It's amazing."
Di Shitian watched this scene,
Although he is not good at spiritual magic,
And the spirit of attack, without revealing the landscape, can't see anything from the outside,
But just judging from the performance of the two, Brahma was actually defeated?
How is this done?
Xia Ji didn't wipe away the tears, let it dry, then smiled: "Great Brahma, listen to me chanting."
You invited me, here I come.
Now it's my turn to invite you, do you dare?
Brahma said solemnly, "Please."
...
...
Di Shitian only saw the prince's lips move,
Then I saw beads of sweat oozing out of Brahma's forehead.
As time passed,
The beads of sweat oozing out of Brahma have already rolled down,
Even wet his sackcloth robe.
A little while later.
But every minute and second of this small meeting was like a year for Brahma.
He saw a big golden river coming from a distance and impacting his spiritual world.
The raging tide beats the lonely city.
Brahma finally couldn't bear this power,
He also began to chant,
He quickly recited the scriptures in Sanskrit and resisted.
Xia Ji didn't care either, he read his mind.
Although Di Shitian couldn't understand what the two were fighting, he also understood that the confrontation must be extremely fierce.
Suddenly, the Buddha's light pierced out of Brahma's body,
Condensed into a powerful Buddha's Dharma image,
That dharma form condensed into four heads, four faces, and four arms, facing in all directions, impeccable.
All four mouths begin chanting, four different sutras.
And one of the four heads of Brahma opened his mouth and said: "Di Shitian, take action, he should have already taken that step!"
The man in the imperial robe stood up suddenly, he suppressed the shock in his heart, "That step... how could it be possible to be born now? Isn't it still more than half a year?"
Da Brahma said: "Hurry up!"
Di Shitian looked at the two people who were fighting fiercely. He finally shook his head and said lightly, "I have never joined forces with anyone in my life. After you finish fighting, I will come again."
Brahma:...
His expression became extremely serious. One of his four arms stretched into his arms and directly took out a simple scripture. The scripture was a unique instrument of Shilu Temple.
With the blessing of scriptures, Brahma's four heads and four arms suddenly solidified.
In another instant, the dharma disappears.
And Brahma's body suddenly changed, two extra arms, three heads were born from his body, and his body began to grow bigger, but this does not give people the feeling of "monster", but has Great mercy, great light.
The other three arms also took out three other instruments, namely: the golden swan, the jade peacock with the crown, and the rosary.
Bang bang bang!
The Great Brahma can actually condense the Dharma body by using a magic tool.
The Dharma body is the mark of the eleventh realm.
In other words, he has temporarily and reluctantly reached the eleventh realm, perhaps only infinitely close, but it is no longer the realm of the law.
With the blessing of the Dharmakaya, Brahma is not only growing taller, from the original normal human body size to one zhang, two zhang, three Zhang, and even slowly rising, and his strength has also become much stronger.
The dharma body is not comparable to the dharma image. Although the dharma image surpasses the phantom, it is still illusory after all.
But the Dharma body is the real body.
The mountain wind on the top of the cliff was pulled by this vast force, turned into a fierce vortex, and rushed towards him at an extremely fast flow rate, and all the flowers, plants, and mud and stones were driven to rise, and even more mountains The surrounding trees were suddenly uprooted, and even the light was grabbed and shot towards the Dharma body, making the body with four heads and four arms full of light.
No matter how far away the blood, the corpses also moved one after another. When viewed from a height, it turned into a large vortex, and all the surrounding matter swirled around the Great Brahma.
Di Shitian stood in the turbulent air, his eyes were calm, but he didn't move.
Just because he doesn't move doesn't mean no one moves.
In the dark, the third person who had been hiding all the time shot.
Yemo of Queli Underground Palace, the most mysterious one among the twenty heavens, the guardian of the relic, and the only one who is a temple.
His whole body is full of mysterious power, and his hands are clasping the rosary, and he can see that there are mountains and fields in a radius of more than ten miles, and gray shadows have emerged. There are also the shapes of flowers and trees, these shadows rushed towards the prince on the cliff from all directions.
This is the evil spirit in the mountains and forests, the shadow of the dead energy condensed.
A single act can kill people, not to mention that there are hundreds of shadows here at this time? !
Di Shitian still didn't make a move.
He has the spirit of a king, he wants to conquer everything, and he never joins forces with anyone! !
This is a matter of principle.
In the distance, Zhang Tiantian, Chi Guotian stared blankly.
It's really worth it.
And the Taoist priest who came to help from the Haoran Taoist Sect saw this scene, and suddenly lost his plan to take action. He has already made a judgment in his heart:
It can't be saved, this child will die.
He only needs to tell the sect truthfully when he returns. How can we help in such a situation?
The black fox king was killing life and running all over the mountains. She finally found a cave, and there was a resonance in the cave that corresponded to the image in her mind.
She rolled her eyes and decided to go in and take a look.
Just as I was about to enter, I suddenly felt a terrifying energy in the distance.
She couldn't help but look sideways.
I saw that on the top of the Yunyun Peak, the wind was surging, and a golden four-headed four-armed giant appeared.
"Your Highness..."
The Black Fox King was stunned, this was not His Highness's move.
"Your Highness, Your Highness!!"
She murmured twice, then ran frantically into the burrow.
"Killing formation, killing formation, as long as I activate the killing formation, maybe I can save His Highness..."
She remembered the illusion that the mysterious man with the sackcloth had left her before. Maybe it was true?
But she only took two steps, and saw a lot of people walking out on the other side of the mountain road.
The man in Chinese clothes at the head has a dignified appearance, and his eyebrows are full of confidence. He is carrying a long sword with a gold hilt, and swallowing it is a two-winged wind and thunder dragon - Yinglong.
The man was accompanied by five guards. The guards were full of energy and blood, and they were all experts. Behind him were thousands of sturdy armored soldiers. These armored soldiers were larger than ordinary soldiers, and they were obviously elite.
The person who came was Xia Qi, the fifth prince, who also came to the mountain to start the killing formation.
As soon as the eyes of the two sides meet, they know that they are friends and foes.
As soon as Xia Qi waved his hand, the three guards shot out, the other two followed him quickly to the cave, and the other thousands of armored soldiers also surrounded the Black Fox King with bad expressions. .
After all, the black fox king doesn't look scary, just a charming little girl.
The top of Fuyu Mountain.
In the center of the whirlpool where the two great heavens made their full effort, Xia Ji still looked calm.
He twisted his neck.
"Not good!"
The scriptures in Da Brahma's hand maintained his body shape, and the other three magic tools had already emitted three terrifying energies, and the energy was only released, and Da Brahma roared again: "Di Shitian, hurry up! !”
The man in the imperial robe turned his head away and pretended not to hear.
I will, but not now.
Fortunately, Yemo is very serious. He knows that Brahma is never impatient. There must be a reason for him to be so impatient. Brahma's spiritual domain is very strong. He must have noticed something that he and others have not noticed.
As a result, Yemo shot out his entire body, and slapped his right hand with a palm. The hand swelled, and the dharma on it suddenly appeared. Along with the shadows of many suffocating and deadly qi, it fell to the prince Shenwu.
It seems...
It was the whole mountain that collapsed towards the prince.
Countless shadows and powers slammed towards the prince.
It's really powerful,
There are so many strong people in this world,
If only in the bustling red mud swamp, maybe I will never see you...
In recent times, middle ages, ancient times, ancient times, ancient times, and ancient times, how many secrets are still left?
What do these people have to do with the family?
A lot of thoughts flashed by.
"The Eleventh Realm, Dharma Body!"
Boom! !
Xia Ji untied the shackles, allowing the blood that was still as still as water to return to normal operation.
A terrifying and stalwart tall figure emerged from the center of the whirlpool,
Twenty-four songs, eighteen hands, nine feet high.
He looked down at the Dharma body with four arms and four heads that could barely touch his waist, and looked at the shadows under his feet...
Eighteen hands grasped eighteen instruments, lifting them up like a pile driver.
From a distance, it looks like a giant tree with swelled branches.
"This style, name, Qibao..."
Swish swish swish! ! ! !
Palm after palm slapped down at his feet.
"Wonderful tree!!"
One after another golden swirling swastikas fell from the sky.
A Buddha's hand burning with golden Buddha flames falls from the sky.
A five-element Foshan falls from the sky.
The fire lotus is flying.
The black serpent circles.
What is even more exaggerated is that a hidden land spanning hundreds of zhang is falling from the heavens and the earth.
Shake off,
As a tree shakes,
Many treasures on the tree fell.
It's too late, it's fast,
In an instant ~IndoMTL.com~ seemed like the sky was falling.
The entire Yunyun Peak trembled with the eighteen hands.
In the distance, Zengtian, Jiguotian, and Taoist priests who came from Haoran Taoist Sect to rescue soldiers all opened their mouths and watched this indescribable scene in horror.
Fortunately, they are far away and will not be affected, but despite this, that crazy horror still maintains the power of light, leaving a shocking and indelible scene in their minds.
Even though they watched the master battles, their scalps were numb at this time.
Smoke and dust.
Disappeared.
The shadows of the evil spirits that covered the mountains and plains have all disappeared.
Everything was reduced to ashes.
Xia Ji withdrew his strength and controlled his body to slowly recover.
Brahma actually still condensed a phantom and stayed in place, looking at him with his hands folded.
Farther away...
Di Shitian, who never made a move from beginning to end, has been wiped out.
And Yemo has disappeared.
But strangely, none of them left relics.
Da Brahma looked at the prince in front of him and recited softly: "North, your Highness should be number one."
After reciting, he didn't panic. He smiled and nodded slightly, showing his deep respect for this peerless powerhouse.
When the mountain wind blew, his body that maintained the phantom disappeared without a trace.
On the ground, there are still no relics.
Xia Ji just glanced at it, and then sat back on the edge of the broken cliff. The world had not yet calmed down, and his long hair had already been untied during the fight, and dozens of strands of white hair flowed into rivers with the wind.