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Chapter 422 Vajra Mandala Dharma Realm (seeking monthly subscription ticket)

A crescent moon bursts from the void.

I saw the light of the knife, but no people.

Because a knife is a person, and a person is a knife.

Man and knife have become one.

This knife is as strong as Baoyue. There is no wave in the ancient well, but there is also a wave of fluctuation in the pupils with the light of the Seven Treasures Buddha.

There was no change in this knife, it was just a straight cut.

But it contains the essence of all changes in all sword techniques in the world.

Poor people's imagination.

This kind of sword technique should never be in the world.

The ultimate sword technique in the world is that there is a god in the sword.

Not only knives, but also fists, legs, swords, spears... all martial arts, etc., are all pursuing the word "God".

Wu without "God" is the skill of ordinary people.

Only with the "god" can one be martial arts and compete with the immortal family.

This knife, but there is a devil in the knife!
A knife is a murder weapon, and this knife is a sharp weapon that is extremely dangerous.

This kind of saber technique endowed this most vicious sword with a kind of magic.

This is the magic knife!

Invincible, whoever dies.

Shi Potian was shocked, and all gods and ghosts were worried!
"The Brahma is immeasurable, sins, sins..."

"The benefactor is so demonic. This knife already has a demon. The benefactor still abandoned this knife early. Otherwise, the knife will eat people's hearts, and people will be slaves to the knife. There will be no redemption."

Baoyue proclaimed the Buddha's name, and the hands grabbing "Huang Xuemei" continued to castrate.

The other hand sticks out again.

Treat this shocking knife as nothing.

At the same time, a voice suddenly rang out like spring thunder: "Bah!"

As soon as the Sanskrit sound sounded, there was a faint Buddha light all over Baoyue gathered into a vase.

There are auspicious treasures in Buddhism, and the vase symbolizes perfection and emptiness.

I am self-purified and free from omissions, and cannot be shaken by all heretics and evil spirits.

The magic knife cut down and divided everything in Baoyue without any hindrance.

It's like cutting on an illusory bubble.

Baoyue's body, which had been cut in half, came together again in the blink of an eye.

The two outstretched hands are already like two five-fingered mountains, falling towards "Ding Peng" and "Huang Xuemei" respectively.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Two soft bangs like disillusionment of bubbles, Ding and Huang also burst like bubbles and disappeared without a trace.

Baoyue grabbed it with both hands, but only got a zither and a knife.

Looking at the two objects in her hands, Baoyue frowned slightly, and Qibao's eyes flashed a trace of doubt.

Immediately raised his head: "Layman Li, you still want to stop the old monk?"

Bao Yue has other scruples about this banished immortal.

Not as casual as others.

In his eyes, his cultivation is not much better than ants.

But the weight in the Confucian school made him jealous.

"Li Bai" smiled and said, "I won't stop you."

Baoyue breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good, good, then please let the layman get out of the way and let the old monk pass."

"Li Bai" took out a gourd of Qiankun wine, raised his head to drink, laughed and said: "The road is here, if the monk wants to pass, just kill me."

Baoyue sighed, and said helplessly, "How can Jushi Li follow the example of a rascal in the market?"

"Li Bai" knew that he had scruples in his heart, and deliberately played a rascal.

It's just that Baoyue doesn't understand, what's the use of him delaying time even if he can delay it for a while?

In this short period of time, even if he could escape thousands of miles, so what?

To him, it's just a stone's throw away.

"Why bother, Layman? The old monk has no ill intentions towards Donor Jiang. Taking him back to the Dafan Temple is actually a fulfillment, beneficial but not harmful. Layman is Senior Brother Jiang Benefactor, how can he hinder him?"

"Hahaha!"

"Li Bai" laughed loudly, and then snorted coldly: "I am a member of the Shanmen, why do I need others to help me? I want you, a monk, to come and catch mice?"

Baoyue respects her status, so naturally she would not quarrel with him, she shook her head helplessly: "Since this is the case, the old monk has no choice but to take down the layman first, and then go to the school to plead guilty in person."

He was talking about Jixia Academy.

There is the master's school, the place of the masters.

Scholars and scholars all over the world, headed by Jixia Academy, regard it as the Holy Land of Emperor Wenzong.

Not only Confucianism, but also hundreds of schools of literature and Taoism, all take Jixia as their sect.

Although it is a big trouble, Bao Yue is also confident that he can withstand the pressure.

Jiang Zhou's son is not only related to the important matter of Dafan Temple's lineage inheritance, but also has a great cause and effect, so he absolutely cannot let it go.

"Ha ha……"

"Li Bai" laughed and drank freely.

Suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed.

"The flood river is surging, shaking the wild and destroying the mountains!"

A sip of green wine spilled down, like the Milky Way pouring down, billowing.

They flocked towards Monk Baoyue.

Baoyue's eyes were wide open, and she couldn't hide her anger: "Li Jushi, how dare you do that!"

He knew that "Li Bai" did not really have the power to make a river of wine.

However, Jiangducheng is surrounded by three rivers, and Dongting Lake is [-] miles away.

There is an abundance of water.

"Li Bai" borrowed the awe-inspiring power of Wen Dao to attract a monstrous flood.

Under its awe-inspiring manifestation, it is like howling wine into a river.

Wine is fake, but water is real!

If Baoyue ignores it, it won't take long for the whole Jiangdu to be flooded!

The other party didn't want to attack him, but wanted to use some means to delay time.

Even though Baoyue knew this, he could only hold his nose and bear it.

He really didn't dare to ignore it.

Otherwise, the other party will surely be doomed due to the heinous evil karma.

He is also inevitably entangled in bad karma, and the Buddha's heart is broken.

"The Brahma is immeasurable!"

"Om Mani Padme Moo!"

Monk Baoyue clasped his hands together.

Immeasurable Buddha light suddenly bloomed.

It spread in all directions, covering the entire Jiangdu City in an instant.

In Jiangdu city, people from all walks of life who were alarmed by Taiyi Wuyan Luo, together with the people in the city, raised their heads almost at the same time.

At this time, a strange scene appeared in the sky.

In midair, a bright moon rose.

In the center of the moon, a pagoda appeared.

The pagoda is decorated with Ying Luo, wind wheel, vase, treasure umbrella, goldfish and other solemn Buddha treasures.

Under the pagoda, there are gold kong pestles, orbs, lotus flowers and karma pestles in the four directions of east, west, north and south.

Surrounded by Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, there are 37 treasures in total.

The 37 treasures are connected with each other, and there are flowers, vines and vines spreading and entangled, forming a strange pattern.

For a moment, the Buddha's light shines everywhere, Sanskrit sounds are everywhere, flowers fall from the sky, and golden lotuses spring from the ground...

The entire Jiangdu City is like being placed in a pure land of Buddhism.

The monstrous torrent poured down and poured into it, but it was hard to be the same.

This pure land of the Buddha Kingdom is like a bottomless abyss, no matter how violently the flood surges and flows into it, it is impossible to see it all.

Borrowing the five smokes of Zhongtaiyi, Jiang Zhou, who shuttles among the five colors of haze, looks up at the pure land of Buddha in the sky, and his eyes can't hide the color of horror.

At this time, the five-color haze around him was rapidly fading away.

Under this buddhist country, Taiyi Wuyanluo was a little hard to resist.

Consumption is also soaring a hundred times.

With his current cultivation base, it was difficult to maintain, and he was even forced to retreat bit by bit by the Buddha's light.

He was also imprisoned in this Buddhist kingdom!

"what are you doing!"

Jiang Zhou was startled.

Because Qu Qingluo shook off his hand, flew up, and flew towards the pagoda in the moon in the sky.

A sentence floated out: "This is Baoyue's Vajra Mandala Dharma Realm, and you can't get out of it."

"I'm a member of Xuanmu's sect. He won't hurt me. If he can stop you for a while, you can find a way to escape."

(End of this chapter)