I have a role in the heavens

Hou Xibai's ears were slightly perked up, and he listened quietly to the sound of chanting. He realized that there was a lot of wisdom in it, and nodded secretly.

"These monks in Jing Nian Zen Temple recite sutras in one breath. The recitation of sutras is like exhaling. They are divided into two groups. One group finishes reciting, and the other group continues without interruption. If the flow of water continues, indeed It’s an excellent way to practice Qigong.”

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Three clear chime sounds came from the main hall where evening classes were held, and the chanting suddenly stopped.

The entire Zen temple was completely silent, except for the chirping of insects, which gradually filled the space between the hilltop and the temple. One after another, monks filed out of the main hall behind the Copper Hall with their palms clasped together.

More than 200 monks, old and young, lined up neatly in more than ten rows in the open space between Manjushri Bodhisattva and the bell tower, facing the Bodhisattva's niche. Although there were many people, not a single sound was heard, even the sound of breathing was very subtle.

The leader is a tall and burly monk wearing a blue monk's robe, and there are three other monks like him wearing blue monk's robes, with different shapes and four corners separated from him. They are the four Dharma protectors of Jing Nian Zen Monastery.

"boom!"

The sound of the door opening of the Bronze Palace is different from that of other palace doors. It is deeper and has a heavy sense of power. The two heavy bronze doors, which are one foot high, open automatically without wind, revealing the dark space inside.

All the monks announced the name of Buddha together, and a tall and handsome monk walked leisurely out of the copper hall and stood at the top of the white stone steps leading up to the hall. The monks, led by the Four Great Vajras, paid homage together.

Master Kong, a Zen master who specializes in closed-mouth meditation, is not only an old monk with a sad face, he is also so young and handsome that he cannot be more than forty years old if he looks horizontally or vertically.

He Zheng's closed-mouth meditation means to reduce the verbal karma, eliminate sins and avoid disasters, and reduce one's own sinful karma. It is said that human beings are destined to be in this world. As a human being, how can we commit sins if we are speechless? It is said that opening one's mouth is a sin, but closing one's mouth in meditation is exactly when one opens one's mouth to the extreme, and one's mind also has some enlightenment. Only then can one practice closed-mouth meditation. Only by closing one's mouth can one achieve great results.

"The mouth is the door to the heart." When the mouth is closed, the heart becomes heavy. When this place is quiet, everything is beautiful; when the mouth is closed, all sounds are heard; when the heart is sinking, everything is lovely.

Monk Liao Kong has been practicing closed-mouth meditation for more than thirty years, but he has great wisdom and perseverance. His state of mind has reached an unfathomable and mysterious state. His cultivation is advanced and his strength is powerful. Even if he is not as good as the great master, he is only on the first line. No, his combat power is definitely not inferior to that of Shi Zhixuan today.

Monk Lokong is wearing a yellow inner robe and a brown jacket. He has a slender figure and a straight nose, which makes him look very individual. The curved curve of his upper lip and the slightly upturned lower lip accentuate a certain indescribable charm. Embedded in his slender face, he is both very beautiful and leisurely. The lower collar is generous, and the beautiful face has an unearthly aura. His expression is neither weak nor arrogant, but comfortable and natural. The most unforgettable thing about him is his pair of deep and unpredictable eyes, which can make anyone feel unpredictable and dare not underestimate them.

Monk Lokong stands at the top of the white stone steps, like a crane standing among a flock of chickens. He is aloof and refined, handsome and graceful, like a holy monk with solemn Dharma appearance.

Hou Xibai couldn't help but curl his lips and muttered as he looked at the extremely attractive Monk Liao Kong.

"It's really just for show. I couldn't withstand the influence of He Shibi's supernatural power. Something went wrong in my practice. To actually engage in such a big battle. I want to intimidate the masters of various factions who are hiding in secret. It's really a wishful thinking. .”

At this time, Hou Xibai looked around, feeling the Qi that was secretly preparing to go out, and understood that these people felt the aura of He's Bi in the Copper Palace, and they couldn't hold it back any longer.

"boom!"

A loud explosion sounded, and a rock with a radius of about one foot was blasted out of the darkness, hitting the two hundred monks in Jing Nian Monastery. Dozens of figures burst out at the same time, rushing out from the shadowed corner. The horn of charge was sounded in the direction of the Copper Palace.

Seeing this, Hou Xibai chuckled, reached out and took out a lifelike human skin mask, put it on his face, and his appearance changed drastically, turning into a tall and strong man with a majestic appearance and heroic spirit. He smiled loudly and shocked the world. The void suppressed the explosive sound of the rocks. At first glance, it was the Yanzhao Elegy man who stepped out from the corner.

With one step, the distance was four to five feet, shrinking into an inch, leaving footprints an inch deep on the White Stone Square, lifelike, and the patterns on the soles were clearly visible, terrifying and heroic.

Monk Liao Kong's expression was solemn, with a bit more caution in his deep and unpredictable eyes. He held a bronze Buddha bead in his right hand, exploded with internal energy, flicked his finger, and made a roaring sound. The Buddha bead hit the rock.

"boom!"

The rocks shattered into pieces the size of fists and fell from the air. Two hundred monks, led by the four Vajras, let out a loud roar at the same time.

"How can you, the pure land of Buddhism, tolerate your arrogance?"

Two hundred warrior monks and four Vajras shook the heaven and earth with their Sanskrit sounds, which were frightening. They took action at the same time, smashing the fist-sized rocks into pieces and turning them into powder. They scattered them and stepped on them together, forming a shocking formation. , mysterious and unpredictable, with endless secrets, invisible and heavy pressure spread throughout the White Stone Square, this is the Arhat Formation, and the dozens of figures who rushed out were all stagnant, their expressions were wavering, and it was obvious that they were really real. After weighing the pros and cons, he didn't want to be the first to rush into the formation, become the first person, and be beaten on the head by the four Vajras and the two hundred warrior monks.

Only one person took one step without stopping, and the White Stone Square shook endlessly, like an earth dragon turning over. He was bold and heroic, with a terrifying momentum. He laughed loudly and rushed straight into the formation. When everyone saw this, they followed him one after another. , broke into the formation together.

As soon as Hou Xibai broke into the Arhat formation, several monks came over with fists waving. Their fists were strong and their aura was domineering. It was obvious that they were blessed by the formation to unleash a power comparable to that of a grandmaster.

Hou Xibai's eyes were firm and his pride was undiminished. He punched out with both fists, a head-on collision. The roaring sound shook the eardrums and made people feel a burst of pain.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The afterimages of Hou Xibai's fists were densely covered, like an Arhat with a thousand hands, knocking back the fists attacking from all directions one by one. One by one, the monks were repelled, and without any pause, they walked firmly towards the direction of the Copper Palace. Walk without hesitation.

The dozens of figures who broke in behind were not unknown people. They included magic sect masters, rebel leaders, ambitious heroes, and wanderers. Many of them were innate masters with strong strength and profound cultivation. Let's fight together. Entering the Arhat formation, the formation was shaken to the point of collapse and was about to disintegrate.

The four Vajras finally took action. The leader of the four Dharma protectors, Monk Buhu, waved the demon-conquering pestle in his hand and hit Hou Xibai head-on. It was as if Wei Tuo was alive and the Arhat descended to earth. He was so powerful that the air in his back was blown away. The strong wind exploded, making Hou Xi's white clothes rustle and his black hair fluttering, adding to his heroic spirit.

Hou Xibai was like the tragic man of Yan and Zhao, firm and heroic, never retreating, moving forward indomitably, with amazing momentum and even more heroic spirit. He raised his fist and blasted at the cold metal pestle.

The fight between flesh and blood and metal weapons is like an egg against a stone - it is foolish to overestimate one's ability and hit an egg against a stone.

But what is surprising is that Hou Xibai's fist was as if it were indestructible, and it hit the Demon-Conquering Pestle hard. There was no blood splashing, and there was no sound of broken bones. It was like gold and iron clashing, and the sound of "Dang" was heard. Vibrating sound.

The Demonic Pestle was knocked back by Hou Xibai's fist and raised high, already bent into a semicircle. Monk Buhu's eyes were wide-eyed with a look of disbelief on his face, and his mouth was open but he forgot to close it.

"Tick tock! Tick tock!"

Drops of red blood fell on the white ground. Monk Buhao's account was shattered, and blood flowed out along the palm of his hand, which was extremely bright.

Hou Xibai's eyes were full of pride, and no one could stop him. He kept walking and passed by Monk Buai. He ignored the lost monk Buai and continued to move forward. He rushed out of the Arhat formation and stepped onto the white stone stairs. , looked sharply at Monk Kukong standing at the top.

Hou Xibai raised his head and screamed wildly, strode out, crossed all the stairs in one step, and came to Monk Kong's eyes. Without any courtesy, he punched the head.

The air waves rolled, and circles of white air waves were visible to the naked eye. The monk's robe was pressed tightly to his body by the wind, making a hunting sound.

Monk Liao Kong's expression was solemn, and there was a heavy pressure in the air. A heavy and powerful aura rose up on Monk Kong. He raised his arm and slowly struck out with a palm. The true energy surged, extremely powerful, with all his strength. With one blow, the air was stagnant, the space was frozen, and he faced Hou Xibai's fist.

Hou Xibai smiled casually, and a third of his strength was added to his fist, forming a shadow. The true energy surrounding his fist turned into a physical entity. The image of a fierce tiger was clearly visible, with its blood-filled mouth wide open. The energy of Gengjin gathered, and there was a loud sound. The sky roared, murderous intent filled the whole world, and it was cold and awe-inspiring.

Everyone heard the roar of the tiger and couldn't help but froze their movements. They all looked up at the top of the white stone steps, feeling inexplicably horrified.

Monk Liao Kong's expression changed slightly. The closed-mouthed chant he had practiced for more than thirty years finally broke. He opened and closed his lips and made a buzzing sound like a bell.

"Duh!"

"when!"

Circles of sound waves spread in all directions, causing the centuries-old bronze bell on the top of the Jing Nian Temple to resonate. The ringing of the bell resounded throughout Luoyang City and was heard by all living beings.

Monk Liao Kong's cultivation of nearly a hundred years exploded, his true energy was violent and powerful, and the Seal of Ten Thousand Buddhas appeared in his palm. The golden light was shining, spinning endlessly, and faced Hou Xibai's fist.

"boom!"

The air waves rolled, like a tenth-level wind blowing, the clothes rustled, and the light and shadow were bright. The tiger pounced out and swallowed the golden Ten Thousand Buddhas Seal into its belly in one mouthful. It was so powerful that the hair on the tiger's body was clearly visible in the strong wind. In the middle, it was like a wave that undulated and hit Monk Kong directly.

Monk Liaokong's expression changed dramatically, and his whole body's true energy surged. The golden light flourished, and his body-protecting energy turned into a golden bell, which was eight or nine feet high. Countless golden characters flashed on it, forming an Arhat. Like, King Kong is indestructible and indestructible.

The tiger collided with the golden light bell, causing ripples and endless vibrations. It made a heavy and dull bell sound that echoed in the White Stone Square. This bell sound was the most powerful sound attack technique, making it Countless people covered their ears and looked in pain.

After all, the tiger was unable to break through this golden bell of light, and turned into feathers of light that dissipated in the air, extremely light and brilliant.

Hou Xibai's expression remained unchanged, and his heroic face did not diminish. His body moved like the ancestral witch Gonggong in myths and legends. He was fierce and invincible and slammed into Monk Kong's golden light clock. The skin hidden under his clothes emerged. The shining light came out, warm and soft, like the legendary glass body.

"boom!"

The golden bell shattered, and a low muffled sound came from Monk Liao's mouth. A flush appeared on the young and handsome face, and his deep eyes were filled with horror. His body was knocked away, leaving the way to the copper the road to the temple.

Hou Xibai turned his head and glanced at the horrified monk Liao Kong, opened his mouth and smiled, then stepped forward and entered the copper hall.

The people who were fighting in Baishi Square saw anxious expressions on their faces when they saw that Hou Xibai had entered the Copper Palace, and their hands were ruthless. The pressure of the two hundred monks and the four guardian Vajras of the Arhat Formation doubled for a while. Kong didn't have time to think too much, and jumped into the Arhat Formation. He presided over the Arhat Formation. The power of the Arhat Formation doubled in an instant, causing dozens of figures who were eager to rush out of the Arhat Formation to be suppressed again.

When Hou Xibai entered the Bronze Hall, he felt like he had entered a large copper cover or a covered copper bell.

There are more than ten thousand small bronze Buddha statues densely placed on the four walls, all of which are exquisitely cast. They are set off between the copper cast railings and the beamless palace walls, creating a rich texture and creating a magnificent and shining golden light. sacred atmosphere.

The lights from outside shone in, casting his elongated shadow on the center of the palace and on the wall facing the main entrance. It was as if over ten thousand small bronze Buddha statues were surrounding his figure in worship. Ten thousand Buddhas were paying homage to the sect. He was the one. The ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas, the Buddha among Buddhas.

Hou Xibai's shadow just fell on a small copper table placed in the center of the hall and a round cushion for meditation behind the copper table. A pure white and flawless jade seal with shining light is placed on the copper table peacefully and uncontested. The seal is engraved with the pattern of five dragons intertwining, and the craftsmanship is exquisite. However, there is a corner missing, which is filled with gold. It is the national jade seal and the jade, also known as gold inlaid jade.

Why the Jade Seal of the State was missing a corner and became gold inlaid with jade. This can be traced back to when Wang Mang usurped the Han Dynasty. In the late Western Han Dynasty, Wang Mang, a relative of the Han Dynasty, successfully conquered the Han Dynasty. Next, he must first obtain the Jade Seal of the State.

Because Liu Ying, the deposed emperor at that time, was young, the jade seal was kept in the hands of the Queen Mother, Wang Mang's aunt. Wang Mang was embarrassed to face his aunt because of usurping power, so he sent someone to ask for the jade seal. The queen mother threw the jade seal to the ground in anger. At that time, a corner of the jade seal It was knocked down. After Wang Mang got it, he used gold to make up for the defects of the jade seal. This is also the origin of the name "gold inlaid with jade".

The Jade Seal of the State was made by the First Emperor of Qin using He's jade, and was the first emperor's seal in history. It is engraved with the eight characters in small seal script written by Prime Minister Li Si: "If you are ordered by heaven, you will live forever." Since then, it has been regarded as legitimate for emperors of all dynasties to obtain this jade seal. Therefore, it has always been a treasure sought after by emperors of all dynasties.

Hou Xibai's expression was calm and his eyes were warm and unwavering. He walked to the round cushion and looked at this treasure that countless people were crazy about. His powerful spiritual power was revealed, sensing this treasure.

It was a very strange feeling, as if this rare jade that had been passed down through the ages was emitting some kind of energy that was beyond anyone's understanding. In just over ten breaths, the intensity of the supernatural power emitted by He's Bi doubled. The frequency of fluctuations was unpredictable, trying to activate the inner energy of Hou Xibai's body.

Hou Xibai's true energy has long been cultivated to the state of Hunyuan unity. It is as solid as a rock and cannot be shaken by He Shibi's special power.

It seemed that Hou Xibai had lost face, and the special power emitted by He's jade became stronger and stronger. Nine-color light shone on the white and moist jade, dreamlike and colorful, and the entire copper palace was filled with light. It seems to have become colorful and strange, especially the bronze Buddha statues hanging with these colors, which makes it a bit weird and mysterious.

Hou Xibai felt the explosion of He Shibi. The strange force seemed to be unconvinced and wrapped around Hou Xibai's outward mental power. Countless figures unfolded in Hou Xibai's spirit.

"Wind! Wind! Wind!"

Countless sharp arrows shot into the void. They were so densely packed that the heaven and earth were covered by these sharp arrows. The sharp arrows shot through countless enemies. The armored military formation charged forward, slaughtering the enemies on the opposite side. This is the invincible army of the Qin Dynasty throughout the Warring States Period. They are domineering, cold and invincible.

"Boom!"

Countless cavalry, one man and two cavalrymen, roamed across the grassland, sheltering the wolves in their homes, free and easy, launching attacks against the Xiongnu tribes one after another, coming and going without a trace, coming and going like the wind, invincible. The young champion Hou led the cavalry of the Han Dynasty and beat the grassland peoples into flight, making the Han Dynasty the enemy of the five barbarians.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

The east wind roared, setting off endless waves on the river. One after another, the burning fire boats rushed towards the 800,000-strong army on the opposite side. The boats were tied with iron ropes, unable to dodge. The flames dyed the river red. Countless soldiers fell into the water, and the corpses were almost full. On the river, it was extremely tragic. Mizhouro pointed out the river and the mountains, how majestic and heroic he was.

Scrolls of history unfolded in front of Hou Xibai's eyes. He remained unmoved. His mind was as silent as death. He allowed He Shibi to exert all his strength and could not let him have any fluctuations.

A flawless palm stretched out, grasped the Heshi Bi on the copper table, put it in front of his eyes, and looked at it carefully. There was no greed or covetousness. He was as calm as water. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he suddenly looked back. A figure rushed in. He was old and stooped, but his whole body exuded a sense of vitality.

"Interesting, it's actually Xu Ziling with a human skin mask on his face. This is Lu Miaozi's craftsmanship!"

No matter how Xu Ziling disguises himself, he can't hide it from Hou Xibai's eyes. What's more, Xu Ziling practices the "Secret Wisdom Dharma Sutra" created by Hou Xibai. A gap is opened in the Secret Secret of Wisdom, and the whole body exudes a special charm, just like in the dark night. The lights are too conspicuous.

Xu Ziling was different from Hou Xibai. He came around from the cliff of the back mountain. He thought that with Monk Kong, the four guardian kings and two hundred warrior monks, he could stop the footsteps of others. He only needed to sneak in without anyone noticing. In the Bronze Palace, the Heshi Bi can be stolen.

Xu Ziling also didn't expect that someone would be so brave, breaking through the guards of Jingnian Temple, getting there first, entering the Bronze Hall, and holding the Heshi Bi in his hand.