Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 35 35. Do you think I am a demon?

"My lost Tathagata Zen from Leiyin Temple, how do you know?"

"The nine levels of Tathagata Zen show the Tathagata, how can you show it?"

"Yes, if you can have my Leiyin Temple's middle-grade dharma implements and have this kind of meditation, you must have won my Leiyin Temple's adventure, received the enlightenment of ancient Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in my temple, and took their personal possessions. Magic weapon."

"But you are just the prince who has only been reciting the scriptures for two years. What qualifications do you have and what blessings do you have to own all of this?"

"According to your fate, you are just a mortal prince who deserves to die long ago, a prince who deserves the name of a war-dead city wall in the history books, why can you gain such power to delay your fate?"

The abbot sat on the snowy ground in shock, his whole body trembling. After the initial horror, he was now angry because he had already realized that the power and inheritance that originally belonged to Leiyin Temple had been obtained by the prince.

Otherwise, why explain all this?

In this short period of time, Xia Ji has seen all sentient beings on the face of the abbot. He asked, "Why don't you think I am the reincarnation of the Buddha?"

The abbot said: "You are not, you are never!"

Xia Jidao: "Why?"

"In your fate, you are by no means a **** or Buddha, but a person who should have died." The abbot gritted his teeth. "Although you are still alive, you have become an abnormal number. Although the number of days is impermanent, it has never been allowed. No odd number."

"What fate do you see?"

"I won't tell you!"

"you will."

"Do you think I'm afraid of death and torture?" The abbot laughed. There was a trace of fear in his expression and a trace of determination. What is he afraid of and what is determined?

Xia Ji grabbed the abbot, and if he didn't answer, he would be tortured.

But the abbot's strength is not weak, he screamed, "Tai!"

When he raised his hand, a layer of golden light appeared on his palm, and the golden glow quickly covered it like liquid metal, covering all the handprints and pores in his palm, forming a big hand with red gold.

"Fumo King Kong Hand!"

The abbot's whole body violently rushed up, the tendons were like breaking through the sky, the air was like a sharp arrow, and he brought the big red gold hand to Xia Ji, and in the process of pushing out, an impeller was born in the red light. It is a mandala flower leaf.

In some sects, the mandala is the center of energy, revealing the true vibes of the universe, and the Zen circle that integrates inwardly.

Although the abbot of Leiyin Temple has not fully understood the circle of Zen, or the "Vajra Vajra Hand" itself is unable to exhaust this intention, otherwise he would be blooming in his palm, spitting flowers in his mouth, and growing on his navel. Flowers, flowers grow step by step.

Even if the impeller hadn't shown the signs, it really had the posture of descending demons. From quiet, to majestic, and then to fall in front of Xia Ji, it had already turned into a brilliant diamond hand.

Xia Ji stretched out a finger to block the big hand of King Kong.

Abbot:

Xia Jidao: "Fate is ultimately illusory, what is the abbot afraid of?

After you say it, your fate will continue. If you don't say it, your fate will be exhausted today. "

The abbot did not answer, but he carried more infurience again and again, trying to break through that finger, but the finger seemed to be a vast sky hanging high in the sky, in which the internal force was extremely powerful and pure.

Every time he hits, the strength on that finger will increase correspondingly. Even if he burns his essence and blood and uses the true energy he has never had before, that strength will still increase, no more, no less, just to crush him.

The abbot then realized that the young prince in front of him didn't use his full strength, and no matter what he did, he was nothing more than a beaming clown doing the maneuvering action.

At this time, he could no longer escape. The internal force confrontation is like the charge of two armies. Once they are up, they cannot easily retreat, otherwise they will be defeated.

Therefore, the abbot suddenly sighed and said, "His Royal Highness, Lao Na has a proposal."

"Say."

"If you don't become a monk and become the abbot of Leiyin Temple, if you get my ancient Buddha and Bodhisattva's divine enlightenment, you will have to bear the fruit and revitalize the past glory of Leiyin Temple.

If you become a monk, you will be homeless, and there will be no Xia Ji like this person in the world. Then the fate and karma belonging to Xia Ji will disappear, so you can keep your life safe. "

Xia Ji said, "Is this also what fate tells you?"

The abbot shook his head, but said affirmatively: "Non-domination naturally clears the cause and effect."

Xia Ji said: "If the abbot's cause and effect are cleared, then why do you want to be the dog of the new king and look at the door here?"

The abbot said, "Lao Na has never been loyal to others, but he has complied with the destiny."

Xia Ji's expression did not move, but her fingertips flashed abruptly, as if the hot summer sun was rising in the deep winter snowy night, and the hot and scorching zhenqi suddenly rose, pressing against the big red hand again.

The golden earth ushered in the falling of stars.

Click.

Kaka

The earth was broken, and the mandala impeller was broken.

The abbot of Leiyin Temple's zhenqi was completely shattered at this moment, and his palm was invaded by the burning qi, as if raging anger was growing in his body, cooking his internal organs and blood meridians.

The body is a city wall.

The internal organs serve the people.

Qi is a soldier.

If the city wall is broken and the soldiers are destroyed, then the city will be massacred.

But Xia Ji stopped for a while, and while the abbot was still awake, he asked, "Say?"

"If I said, I won't be able to prove the right result in the afterlife," the abbot snorted, his complexion turned purple, and then all the luster in his eyes was lost.

He was so suspicious!

Xia Ji's Nine Sun Qi did not withdraw.

Before long, many boiling blood mists rose from the abbot's seven orifices.

Only then did Xia Ji lift his finger, and no longer look at the dead abbot, but at the little novice monk, and gently said: "Take me to the "Treasure-like Treasure Secret Treasure"."

The little novice was trembling. He saw so many masters, uncles, and uncles who were crushed by the prince in front of him. He was already so scared that he fell to his knees and trembled. In his heart, he just prayed silently for the **** of the sky and opened his eyes. This demon directly suppressed and killed it.

Xia Ji saw that the novice monk was silent, so he smiled and said, "It was the abbot who asked you to take me to see the secret store. The monks did not slander. If there is a cause and effect, the cause lies with the abbot, not you."

These words instantly disintegrated the little novice's heart. He cursed the prince from the bottom of his heart, but his mouth trembled and said, "Your Royal Highness, follow me."

This time, the little novice monk carried the lamp, and the whole person was dizzy and drowsy. He took the prince to another hidden small pavilion, placed the blue lantern on the side of the wall, and then operated on the inside and outside of the book pavilion. Pushing, soon, in the light, three Seven Treasure Secret Boxes arranged horizontally were displayed at the end, "His Royal Highness, "The Secret Treasure of Treasures" is in the box on the left."

At this moment, there were dense footsteps on the mountain road outside the house.

Many monks in yellow clothes clenched the copper rods of the precepts and surrounded them by stepping on the snow. The monk headed by them had thick eyebrows and leopard eyes, holding torches in their hands, and the torches blatantly illuminated the sky and white world.

Xia Ji walked to the end of the small pavilion, opened the box, and by the light, an ancient book appeared inside. The pages of the book were old, exuding a taste of history, and the handwriting on the cover was still new, and the book read "The Treasures "The six words are very popular with everyone.

Xia Ji tore off the cover easily, crumpled it up and threw it aside.

The footsteps outside the door gradually approached.

The monks in the yellow clothes are all solemn and solemn, and they line up quickly in front of this small pavilion. The eighteenth group is the bronze formation, and the eighteenth is the Arhat formation. It is the spirit that suppresses demons, and the demon surrenders. Body.

Two large formations, these are also the only temples with deep heritage like Leiyin Temple. Although they have been used for a long time, they are used once less, but they are still used at this time.

Xia Ji turned the first page.

"As I heard, all the omissions are gone, and the troubles are free. The heart is free from goodness, and the mind is free from goodness."

While he was reading, fire came from the crack of Xiaoge's door.

The legs of the little novice monk named Yuanzhi trembled.

Xia Ji suddenly asked, "Is the little master afraid of demons?"

"Seek Zen sincerely, and don't be afraid of working **** the platform"

"Then am I a demon?"

"His Royal Highness, no, no"

Xia Ji tore the first page of the secret again, and took it out. The page flew out, through the space, and directly cut Yuanzhi's throat in front of the door. The little novice monk had not yet reacted, and death had already come. Up.

When he had the last consciousness, Xia Ji whispered: "Go and chase the abbot. He shouldn't have gone far on Huangquan Road."

(End of this chapter)