The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 45: Inheritance of ancient Buddhism

The sun in the sky is so dazzling.

The sun is still spinning, slowly, turning around the head.

The ground was soft, as if it was still trembling.

The air is hot and the surrounding temperature is high. It's like a big slate is burning red, hanging people on the slate, and being roasted by the scorching stone. Moreover, the air is indeed filled with the unique burnt smell of stones being burnt red and grilled.

A very violent wind blows from a distance, making a loud 'whoosh'.

There were loud noises all around, 'crackling', the mountains and forests were burning.

The towering giant tree surrounded by several or more than a dozen people was burning, and the huge tree trunk was burned and burst open, making a loud noise like thunder.

At least hundreds of mountains are burning, burning the sky is red.

Yin Xuege shook his head with difficulty, he slapped himself **** the face a few times, and managed to regain his sobriety. Just now, his body was blown away by a terrifying force, and he was thrown out for an unknown distance.

Ahead, that big pit with a radius of hundreds of miles should be the original Buddhist relic?

All the Buddha statues on the cliff disappeared without a trace, and the cave that kept emitting Buddha's light also disappeared. Dozens of hilltops around it were smashed, leaving a huge crater tens of miles deep in place.

In the middle of the big pit, a simple and solemn Buddhist temple stands majestically. A layer of jade-colored glazed Buddha light surrounds the Buddhist temple covering an area of ​​more than ten miles. A hazy figure of a thin monk sits cross-legged on the Buddha light, singing in a graceful voice.

"It's time, the World-Honored One said, the end of the Dharma. Evil spirits stand on the clouds, corpses of Buddhist disciples are scattered everywhere, and blood flows like rivers."

"It's time, the World-Honored One weeps, in the age of the Dharma-ending era, the Buddhist catastrophe, the Zen forest turned into rubble, and the temple turned into a pile of bones."

"Therefore, I asked the World Honored One, the world of the end of the Dharma. How can I be liberated?"

"The World Honored One lamented. The way of heaven has fallen, how can we be free?"

"However, the World Honored One said, the heart of heaven is the most merciful. In the endless murderous opportunities, there is a chance of survival."

"It's time. The evil spirits are powerful, and the World Honored One is invincible, but the evil spirits will eventually be destroyed. The vitality of Buddhism should be after trillions of lives."

"That's why, in this ferocious place in the far west, I overcame thorns and thorns, wiped out the evil atmosphere, and established this secret courtyard to pass on my way. After trillions of generations, when my Buddhist disciples come here, pass on my mantle, Re-establish the Buddhist gate."

"All the heavens and ten thousand ways are perishing, what is the destiny? **** what?"

"If it is the destiny, Buddhist disciples should be brave and diligent, and go against the sky."

"If it is **, Buddhist disciples should be brave and diligent, and turn the world around."

The voice of the monk's phantom is thick and vigorous, and the rolling sound turns into golden sound waves and sweeps across the mountains and forests in all directions. Countless golden lotuses fall from the sky. This scene is grand and solemn, sacred and solemn to an incredible state.

Holding a rough bow and arrow, the nameless boy knelt respectfully on the cliff a hundred miles away, listening to the words of the monk phantom devoutly.

Blood gurgled down Wuming's seven orifices. Just then, the four elders of Luzong and thousands of disciples joined forces to attack Wuming. severely traumatized.

A layer of gentle Buddha light shrouded him, and he was constantly repairing his body.

The four elders of Lu Zong, Nan Gongnan, and many disciples of Lu Zong lay scattered in the surrounding mountains and forests. The mountain fire was raging, and with the howling mountain wind, hundreds of mountains in all directions were ignited by the collision between the two sides just now.

Some Luzong disciples were thrown into the mountain fire by the shock wave. Their limbs were broken and their internal organs were seriously injured. They couldn't move.

The bodies of Qi refiners are much stronger than ordinary people, and their vitality is extremely tenacious. The fire will not burn them to death for a while, just like boiling frogs in warm water, slowly tormenting their lives. This long burning is really a terrible torture.

Nangong Nan lay crookedly on a big rock, his spine twisted weirdly, at least seven or eight of his spine were broken.

As for the four Lvzong elders, they were the main force of the attack just now, with the highest cultivation level, they were also the most violently attacked, and their injuries were even more serious. They lay unconscious on the ground, and the chests of two elders were blown away, the muscles and bones in the chest were blown into ashes, and the heart, lungs and other internal organs were directly exposed to the air.

Their cultivation bases are really respectable and terrifying. With such injuries, ordinary people would die long ago, but their hearts are still beating powerfully. What is even more shocking is that a transparent flesh-colored film is rapidly growing on their chests, covering the exposed internal organs.

"What a tyrannical vitality."

Yin Xuege was terrified. The four Luzong elders did not take any life-saving pills, and no one gave them any medical treatment. All the changes in their bodies were the reactions of their bodies.

Cultivation has reached their level, and they have almost reached the realm of rebirth with severed limbs and immortality without severed heads.

In the sky above the Buddhist monastery, the ghostly shadow of the monk still chanted loudly.

"So, I liberated the monastery here and left 189,600 Buddhist scriptures."

"I am a disciple of Buddhism, pass on my way, inherit my mantle, and the next day will make the Buddha Dharma great and revitalize Buddhism, with immeasurable merit."

In the monastery, there are countless thumb-sized golden lights flying into the sky, and in each golden light there is a faint shadow of a heavy scripture scroll. Accompanied by the loud and thick Sanskrit singing, these golden lights flew towards Wuming's eyebrows.

Nangong Nan roared hoarsely.

"Kill this kid! Kill him!"

"Who can move? Kill him!"

"Whoever kills this person will be rewarded!"

All the disciples of the Rhythm Sect attacked Wuming just now, and Wuming was blessed by the magical prohibition in the monastery, and at that moment he possessed unpredictable and powerful power.

Thousands of Luzong disciples, including the four elders, were severely injured.

The four elders were unable to recover their sanity in a short period of time, and more than half of the disciples of the Qianlu Sect were burned to the point of screaming '嗤嗤' by the mountain fire, and it is difficult to protect themselves at this moment.

Nangong Nan's spine was broken, even if he took the Blood Lizard Pill, it would take more than half an hour to connect the spine.

But now, Wuming is accepting the Buddhist inheritance. The secret method of inheritance of ancient Buddhism. Who knows what incredible power is hidden in it? The ancient sage who formulated the "Law" has long since disappeared. If Wuming has the power of a saint after receiving the Buddhist inheritance, it will be a real catastrophe.

So Nangong Nan roared loudly, roaring at the top of his lungs.

"Kill this demon, Lu Zong will guarantee his family to be promoted to the third rank!"

Yin Xuege's heart beat violently, guaranteeing that a family will be promoted to the third rank?

The royal family of the Kunwu Dynasty is only a third-rank family. If they are promoted to the third rank, the Kunwu Dynasty will definitely be promoted to a top power at the level of Tianzi first-rank under the support of Lu Zong.

Even if it is a yin family. If you upgrade to three ranks in a row. That can become a first-class force in the Luo Palace.

Scattered sounds came from the side, and blood spurted from the seven orifices, and Prince Qing's son, who was also shaken so badly that his internal organs were severely injured, stood up in embarrassment.

Holding the hilt tightly with both hands, the long sword was heavily smashed to the ground. Prince Qing's son gritted his teeth and looked at Wuming in the distance. Promoted to three ranks in a row. Promoted to three ranks in a row. This temptation is too strong. If Prince Qing's son can kill Wuming, if King Qing's lineage can be promoted to third rank in succession.

"Kunwu Guochao, change the owner. It doesn't seem to be bad."

Puffing heavily, Prince Qing took out a medicine bottle, took out three pills and threw them into his mouth, then staggered towards Wuming.

He barely ran a few steps, and a ray of light shot out from the storage bracelet on his wrist.

In the clear light is a pair of magical implements shaped like wings, with two magical talismans looming on the left and right. The wings soared into the air, and landed on Qing Wang Shizi's back with a breeze, releasing countless extremely thin threads of light that were closely connected with his body.

The wings spread, and Prince Qing's body floated off the ground, bringing a gust of wind and flying towards the mountain where Wuming was.

'Xingkong Method', Yin Xuege's pupils froze, no wonder the nine princesses said that the disciples of the Xingkong Method are extremely difficult to kill, and their cultivation base is not yet at the level of flying clouds and fog, and they can fly with the help of magic tools escape.

Furthermore, looking at the speed of Prince Qing, it was more than twice as fast as Yin Jiuyou and the others relying on their own cultivation to fly away.

More than a dozen pieces of gravel slipped from the high hillside, Yin Xuege turned her head to look, and the nine princesses were struggling with gritted teeth, trying to get up from the ground.

But as soon as her body moved, her body folded in half weirdly.

Like Nangong Nan, Princess Jiu's lumbar spine was actually broken.

But she didn't have Nangong Nan's level of cultivation, her lumbar spine was broken, her face turned pale from the pain, and two lines of tears flowed down her face, how could she still have the strength to struggle?

On the nearby hillside, there are figures shaking from far and near.

Except for some of the unlucky ones whose heads hit the ground and died directly when they were knocked into the air, everyone else who could move, including Yin Jiuyou and other members of the Yin family, struggled to get up, trying to kill Wuming and win A prospect and an opportunity.

The temptation to directly upgrade the family rank to the third rank is really amazing.

When Yin Jiuyou was blown away, his left arm was broken, and the broken bone protruded from his shoulder. The white bone scum was really shocking.

But he didn't seem to feel the severe pain at the wound at all. He gritted his teeth, the vitality in his body rolled, and a layer of light clouds and smoke spewed out from under his feet, leading his body and rushing towards the unknown direction.

The elders of the Yin family also gritted their teeth and got up. They glanced at the monastery in the deep pit with strange eyes, and also struggled hard to rush towards Wuming.

"Kill him, that's it, kill him!"

Nangong Nan roared loudly, his face flushed with excitement.

It turned out to be an inherited ancient demon relic, which was even more valuable than what he had originally estimated.

If it is simply a ruins, even if there are some rare flowers and plants, rare treasures, it is actually not uncommon for the Law School.

The world of Yuan Lu is full of vitality, rare minerals, ten thousand-year elixir and other things are simply inexhaustible. Not to mention the ten-thousand-year elixir, there are even sacred trees planted by the ancient saints in the gate of Luzong Mountain, which can provide Luzong with a batch of precious sacred fruits every thousands of years.

So the discovery of the ruins of Buddhism, if there are only some rare treasures inside, is certainly a great credit, but that's all.

However, there is a complete Buddhist inheritance in the Jiejie Temple!

From the ancient times, the Buddhist inheritance passed down by the powerful Buddhists with supreme supernatural powers!

If it is said that the discovery of this Buddhist ruins is a huge credit, then the appearance of the Buddhist inheritance has made this credit soar ten thousand times out of thin air.

It's like a secular street patrolman. You caught a few sneaky thieves, and you caught an ambitious gang that had stockpiled a large amount of military supplies and was preparing to launch a rebellion. Can this credit be of the same order?

"Kill him! I swear in the name of the Nangong family, your family has endless benefits."

A dull breathing sound came, and a comatose Luzong elder suddenly opened his eyes.

He coughed heavily a few times, his bones were broken and he couldn't move, so he could only laugh with all his strength.

"Unexpectedly, it is the inheritance of the ancient demons. A complete inheritance relic. Ha. Haha, hahaha!"

"Kill the demon party member who got the inheritance, the old man asks for credit for you."

"Killing that evil boy, Lu Zong will never be stingy with rewards."

The Prince of Qing let out a long roar of joy.

Nangong Nan's promise may be discounted. After all, his status in the Law School is not high.

But the elder Lu Zong spoke. This is certain. As long as he killed Wuming. Then Qing Wang's lineage can be...

Kneeling on the ground, Wuming, whose brows were continuously pierced with golden light, suddenly opened his eyes.

Two groups of golden lotus flowers in his pupils spun rapidly, and he grabbed the strong bow. Suddenly drew the bow and arrow.

A little golden flame burns peacefully on the arrowhead. The flame is golden in color, thick as molten glass, and looks extremely pure.

With a Sanskrit chant, the arrow shoots out.

Ten miles away, the arrow hit the heart of King Qing's son.

A life-saving talisman exploded on King Qing's body, turning into a dense curtain of light that enveloped his body.

But the golden Buddhist flames on the arrow are powerless, and the light curtain is like tofu under a sharp knife, which is easily broken by the arrow.

The light curtain shattered and turned into wisps of burning golden flames.

There was a transparent hole the size of a bowl on the chest of Prince Qing. The wound was as clean as a mirror, and it faintly exuded the brilliance of golden glaze.

His body stiffened suddenly, and the wings on his back flapped lightly, holding his body suspended in mid-air, motionless.

After about one breath, golden flames suddenly flowed out slowly from all the pores on Prince Qing's body.

Like a moth in a lamp, Prince Qing was slowly burned to golden ashes with a strange smile.

"If so, you can get great relief."

Wuming stood up, all the golden lights and shadows had sunk into the center of his eyebrows, and all the Buddhist scriptures of the Jiejie Temple were engraved in his soul.

A golden alms bowl inlaid with eight treasures flew up from the core of the monastery, bringing a strong light towards Wuming. There was a cup of clear water in the bowl, and a few green lotus leaves grew in it, and two lotus flowers were tender and fresh, about the size of a baby's fist.

Yin Xuege smelled the familiar aroma, that clear water, that lotus, are all treasures of Buddhism.

A drop of clear water can save countless lives, and a lotus flower can save all living beings.

When he looked at the lotus, his eyes turned red. The Buddha's most precious pure lotus flower is also a woody plant. If he is allowed to absorb the abundant life essence in it, his body aptitude and his life force can soar to an incredible level.

This is extremely beneficial to his future practice.

Beheading Wuming is not very tempting to Yin Xuege, but to be honest, he actually has a good impression of Wuming.

Fortunate young man, he has inherited the inheritance of Buddhism, which is a good thing for Yin Xuege to enjoy.

But the clear water in the bowl, and the pure lotus flower!

It doesn't matter if you give him a lotus seed, as long as he has a lotus seed, he is 100% sure that he will grow a pure lotus flower by himself.

Shaking his head vigorously, the Venus and black mist in front of his eyes have dissipated, and the roar in his ears has disappeared without a trace. When he was blown up just now, Yin Xuege's luck was not bad. He didn't have too many injuries, but only a few bruises.

So he jumped up, urged Chaos Wind Walk with the fastest speed, and rushed towards the hill where Wuming was.

While running, he roared loudly.

"Patriarch, be careful of that kid's bow and arrow, it's weird!"

Nan Gongnan grinned at the same time as the Lu Zong elder who woke up.

Is there no weirdness?

The Jietuo Temple is still exuding a terrifying golden glow of Buddha light, and the powerful Buddhist power is blessing Wuming's body.

With the mystery and power of the above-mentioned ancient Buddhism, it is a matter of course that the nameless arrows carry some powerful Buddha flames.

"Yin Xuege, if you can kill him, you are directly an inner disciple of the Law Sect."

The awakened Lvzong elder shouted loudly, turned his head with difficulty, and looked in the direction of Yin Xuege.

The golden bowl flew to the top of Wuming's head, emitting a golden glow, slowly sinking towards his body.

Spatial fluctuations spread from the golden alms bowl. This alms bowl not only raised a pure lotus, the most precious Buddhist treasure, but also a magic weapon for storing things. The method of the above ancient Buddhism, it seems that there is a lot of space in the bowl that looks half a foot square.

Yin Xuege's pace was fast, and he quickly rushed past the place where Prince Qing's son was killed just now.

The storage bracelet of King Qing's son fell to the ground, and the golden Buddha flame did not cause any damage to the bracelet.

Grabbing the bracelet with his backhand and clasping it on his wrist, Yin Xuege drew out the Thunder Bow and used the most powerful rune arrow.

"Boy..."

Yin Xuege yelled loudly, he wanted to call 'kid suffer death', but looking at Wuming's hard and resolute dark face, and thinking of his identity as a Buddhist descendant, the word 'suffer death' was just a long time Can't get out.

So he changed his tone and roared loudly.

"Boy, look at the arrow!"

Thundering bow~IndoMTL.com~The bowstring is beating, and the rune arrows are shooting out with a loud roar.

The arrow leaves the bowstring, and a thumb-thick gust of wind shoots out from the tail of the arrow. The magic pattern on the arrow shaft gradually lights up, and a large amount of heaven and earth vitality is continuously swallowed by the magic pattern.

Amid the sound of '嗤嗤' breaking through the air, the speed of the arrow's flight suddenly soared, doubled, tripled...

After leaving the bowstring for hundreds of feet, the arrow's flying speed suddenly increased to twenty times that of ordinary arrows.

A little cold light shone on the arrow, and the fast-flying arrow was like a shooting star, pointing directly at the nameless head.

Wu Ming subconsciously roared, born in the underground world, he has an inexplicable intuition about danger.

He lowered his head and rolled his body forward. With a loud 'clang', the rune arrow slammed into the bowl. (to be continued...)

ps: Buddhism, Dharma-ending, inheritance...

In this chapter, I feel a little bit, a little taste came out ()