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Chapter 698 Manjusri's 8-Character Mantra

Chapter 698 Manjusri's Eight-Character Mantra

Xin'an City stood silently in the sunlight, and Du Ruhui flew out.

The city guards looked up at the back of the sky with reverence.Lord Prime Minister, is the Dinghai Shenzhen of Zhuang Kingdom.Whenever you see his figure, you can feel at ease.

Even if the upright deputy prime minister Dong A died in battle, even if the people of Zhuang were proud of Zhu Wei's treason.As long as the Prime Minister is still there, Zhuang Guo will never fall!

The sky was high and the clouds were clear, and the familiar scenery of Zhuangjing passed by.

In order to avoid missing any clues, Du Ruhui did not use the supernatural powers that were so far away, but relied on some kind of weak sense in the dark to fly and search all the way.

The Heaven's Breath Method is a tracking secret method that he mastered in his early years.There is only one breath in the sky, there are three breaths in the earth, and there are infinite breaths in people.

Respond to people's interest with the breath of the sky, and capture the answer in the dark.

Because it is only the relationship between the broken chapters, it is not accurate enough, and it can only be established under a certain strength gap.

Judging from the traces on the scene, the murderer who killed Dong A was only on par with Dong A.Being able to kill Dong Ah was more due to restraint.

Du Ruhui was sure that the Heaven's Breath Method could be established, and he did catch a ray of breath on Dong A's body, and used it to hunt down the murderer.

It's just that the breath is weak, the induction is extremely shallow, and it is intermittent.

But he was prepared to spend a lot of time.

His time was precious, but he thought it was worth it.

Flying all the way, with eyes like hawks, patrolling the mountains and rivers of Zhuangjing, not letting go of any suspicious corners.

Pursuing and arresting the murderer is not what he should do with his identity.Seriously speaking, this is a light-use national weapon.But this matter, he can not rest assured.

Zhuang Guo ushered in an unprecedented victory, but at the same time, the talent also encountered a huge fault.

Dong A, who was expected to be the next prime minister, died in battle, and Zhu Wei, who had high hopes, betrayed the country.

Originally, Duan Li was abolished and He drew his sword and died in battle. It was a choice made for the victory of the national war, and it cannot be simply said that it was worth it.Now it seems that it has become an unbearable weight.

The two of them are the only powerhouses in Zhuangguo who have the hope of hitting the realm of God in the near future.

Who can fill this huge gap in talent?Who is more hopeful to climb to the top?Who is more worthy of being cultivated?
Bai Yujun and Jiujiang Xuanjia all need new generals...

Many people are eyeing the position of Vice Chancellor, but few are capable enough...

I wish that after my treason, who else can bring out the previously planned meeting of the Yellow River...

All sorts of things are frustrating.

As the Prime Minister of the State of Zhuang.He needs to worry about Zhuang Guo's affairs, big and small, even if he can't get rid of some emotions at this time, he can't let go.

Ye Lingxiao said that he could not be himself.

He couldn't help but admit it.

He didn't even have time to be sad.

……

……

Nameless Hill.

Jiang Wang has fainted here for a long time, curled up like a baby, unconscious.

The black mist is getting thicker and thicker, wrapping him like a black cocoon.

Desperate, closed, distressed.

But in the black cocoon, there is still a glimmer of light...

It was three shimmering lights that were shaky, but never extinguished.

In the empty hills, there is a faint mad laughter.

But that laughter was occasionally interrupted by the sound of swordsmen.

The Sauvignon Blanc that was tightly held in his hand would suddenly shudder from time to time, as if he was fighting against the wild laughter.The sword master is still in a coma, and Jian Ming is of course not his opponent.

But whenever the sound of sword cries was about to be suppressed, there would be Brahma singing.

Listening carefully, the Sanskrit sang is—

hum!Ah!mum!provoke!Hum!Gah!just!Luo!
This is the mantra of the eight-character mantra, also known as the Manjushri mantra.

The origin of this mantra is extraordinary, it can manifest wisdom and calm down afflictions.

In Buddhist legends, the Great Wisdom Manjushri Bodhisattva is the left side of Sakyamuni Buddha, representing the wisdom of Buddha.

This eight-character mantra goes round and round, helping the sound of the sword cry and the laughter.

Jiang Wang's eyes were tightly closed, and his frozen expression was extremely painful.But his lips were moving, and he made a flat and indifferent voice: "Old bald donkey, delaying my important affairs... Sooner or later, I will kill you, and destroy you all over the place."

The content of what he said was extremely cruel, but the black mist he controlled was extremely patient.Like spiders weaving webs, weaving black cocoons little by little.Slowly but surely erodes the host.

The darker the black, the darker the dark.Condensed in the dark in the daytime.

The three glimmers of light in the black cocoon faded.

But at the next moment, as if feeling some kind of change, the black mist rolled over several times as if unwillingly, but still could not completely annihilate the faint light, so it stopped surging.

"Damn."

'Jiang Wang', whose eyes were tightly closed, suddenly said.

The black fog calmed down, as if spiritual, all "drilled" into the body.

……

……

"Jiang Wang! Jiang Wang! Jiang Wang!"

"Wake up!"

"Wake up!"

A voice is calling.

Familiar... Urgent?

The sound seemed to come out slowly from the deepest depths of the water.

So the "sea" began to shake gently, and the "waves" spun freely.

Everything in the world seems to have a voice, and a fresh feeling returns to my heart.

Jiang Wang slowly recovered from the chaotic state, still stunned.It seems that a lot of urgent things are piling up in my mind, but I can't remember anything.

My inner demon... Dong A is dead... Jiang Chen fainted or was wiped out... Xin'an City... Zhuang Gaoxian... Calm down, calm down Jiang Wang! ...what's the matter, what's wrong with me...no, what's wrong...

Mixed thoughts cluttered into a pile, blasting from here to there.

Brain buzzing.

The headache seemed to split open, as if countless knives were cutting through it, like a chisel in the head.The body also has a very uncoordinated stiffness, and every joint seems to be very dry... Until now, he has not established a connection with his sword.

Yes, my sword.he thought.

It was a sword that cut iron like mud.

The name of the sword is Sauvignon Blanc, and the process of birth has cast his love and hate.

Use the wooden sheath of the dragon to hide the front, and nourish it with the seeds of magical powers.

For a long time, there was no one behind him, only the sword in his hand.

All along, it is one person, one sword, alone.

When encountering mountains, open mountains, and when encountering rivers, rivers are broken.

Not long ago, Sauvignon Blanc had been cut, people who had been "lovesick" for a long time.

"Yes...my sword."

He murmured.It seems that some kind of light has been found, some kind of clue has been obtained.

Humanity sword intent began to condense.

All this complicated and painful, before he had time to cut out a small path, he already heard Jiang Nightmare's voice.

"It's too late, put on your hidden clothes and use the means left behind by Yin Guan!" Jiang Yan shouted.

Jiang Wang didn't think too much, because an instinctive fear of life had come to his mind, and a strong sense of crisis exploded in his mind.

He and Jiang Yan shared this body and also shared the crisis of life and death.

Jiang Wang suddenly sat up!

He regained control of his body in an instant, and almost subconsciously took out the hidden clothes and put them on, causing Yin Guan's means to remain motionless.

And at the next moment, a fast-flying figure was whizzing past from here.

The black hair shawl is amazing.His eyes swept across the hill, but did not stop.

Jiang Wang did not speak.

When he saw the black-haired figure, he was completely awake.A drop of cold sweat dripped from my temples!
If Du Ruhui were to be here and now and see him now, he would never be able to survive.

(End of this chapter)

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