I preached in the Six Dynasties

Chapter 311 Eggshell
Zhao Fujin was Li Yu's biggest achievement in Bianliang.

Today, Zhengjingmen has been established, and it has improved quite a bit.

But Li Yu still believed that Zhao Fujin was the best gift he got in Bianliang.

She is the one old man Zhang asked him to find, who can preach.

Perhaps it is true that the Tao of Taiping should be passed on in her hands, Li Yu thought about it more than once in her heart.

Different from ordinary people, what others look at is understanding and spiritual root.

But Zhao Fujin, she has divinity in her body, compared with her aptitude, understanding and spiritual root, it seems unimportant.

Just like Lu Zhishen.

If you have good aptitude, you may practice and get twice the result with half the effort, much faster than others.

But if you have divinity or Buddha nature, then you may not need to practice, and at a certain moment, you will suddenly become enlightened.

This moment is not so rare, but it is very likely to be an ordinary little thing around you.

For example, you may be taking a nap, have a good dream, wake up in a daze, do not know something, and suddenly have an epiphany;

It is also possible that it is raining, and a flash of lightning is seen by you, and you are moved by the natural power of the heaven and earth, and if you realize something, you will have an epiphany;

Even when you are walking, you suddenly stumble and raise your head in a trance, and you have an epiphany.

Li Yu came out of the mountain just because of what old man Zhang said. Although he has experienced many things, he barely managed to stay true to his original intention.

At this time, everyone in Shenxiao Palace also woke up from Pan Jinlian's strange murder, and began to look forward to the next Empress.

Although the first game was bloody and lost, it was very entertaining.And you said that he lost, but he lost in terms of rules. Xue Daoguang actually won very thoroughly.

The second game is weird enough, but it's not entertaining. The real assassination is like this. The wonderful things you think will not appear, but the game ends in an instant.

Now is the third scene that everyone is looking forward to, and it is also the purpose of everyone coming here to see the ownership of the cassock and the performance of Di Ji.

Bianji had already arrived on the stage, and after the Buddhists carried Huicheng's body down, Yuanmiao Mountain erupted into cheers like a tsunami.

Amidst the waves of sound, their Empress Maode walked out slowly.

Li Yu also couldn't take his eyes off, looking at Fu Jin in front of him, she was still so cute and innocent.

Facing so many people, Di Ji, who was always shy, was not shy at all.

She waved her hand lightly, and greeted the people below, more enthusiastic voices erupted from the crowd, and Yuanmiao Mountain was almost shaken.

When Zhao Fujin came to the ring, her movements were incomparable to that of Huicheng who grew lotus every step of the way, and also different from that of Pan Jinlian's Yukong. She walked up like an ordinary little girl and even lifted her skirt.

Bian Ji looked at the little girl in front of him, he didn't dare to be careless in the slightest, that girl had taught Buddhism a painful lesson just now.

Huicheng didn't even make a move, and died on the ring, with all his veins broken.

This kind of insidious method, even in the magic sect, few people can do it.

Zhao Fujin looked at the defense machine and asked very seriously: "Monk, are you my opponent?"

"That's right, the poor monk will compete with the princess."

"Princess? Ah, yes, I am a princess, but our Da Song wants to be called Di Ji."

Bian Ji remained silent and did not intend to continue chatting with her. This Di Ji had no intention of making a move at all, and if she didn't stop it in time, judging by her appearance, she might be able to chat for a whole day in front of tens of thousands of people.

He was no longer very Huicheng, and confidently let the girl on the opposite side shoot first, Bianji raised his palm and put it on his lips, "Amitabha, poor monk, you are welcome."

As soon as he made a move, it was his own Great Sun Divine Art. Monk Bianji spent ten years and met countless masters, and finally tempered this "Da Sun Divine Art" into a sharp edge and created it to perfection.

Without touching the ground, Bianji flew to the ring, floated in the air, pointed at the spot, and a four-petaled golden lotus was born from the fire, supporting his body.

Under the shroud of Buddha's light, his whole body is like a golden Arhat, which is somewhat similar to the kung fu of Kui Ji who was beheaded in Shenxiao Palace earlier.

But Kui Ji summoned two Arhat golden bodies, and Bian Ji turned himself into a golden body.

Lin Lingsu's eyes were fixed, and his expression became serious.

Looking at the top of Yuanmiao Mountain again, the golden light seems to have turned into Lingshan of the West Heaven.

Li Yu and the others all held their breaths, watching the Bian Ji in the mirror showing off his might.

"Princess, why don't you start yet?"

Zhao Fujin tilted his head and asked, "What to start?"

Bianji's heart was hardened, he just thought she was teasing him, "The poor monk is not welcome!"

He leaned forward, muttering something, and in mid-air, a huge palm came down from the sky.Covering the sky and the sun, covering the fairy mountain, the sky suddenly dimmed.

All the people covered their heads, fearing that they would also be crushed to death, but Zhao Fujin, who was in the center, still did not move.

The closer the palm is, the smaller it is. If you look closely, you can see that the strength is gathering.

Those who don't understand at this time, just think that the palm is small and the power is also small.But anyone with a little foresight knows that this is the concentration of strength, and the power has increased by more than a hundred times.

When the palm was condensed into a normal size, the golden light was brilliant, floating in the air, and it was full of rays of light in an instant.

Li Yu was so nervous that he clenched his fists. The more concentrated these spiritual powers were, the more powerful they would be when they erupted.

With a bang, just as the palm was about to approach, a dirt wall appeared in front of Zhao Fujin.

All the attacks hit the dirt wall, but Zhao Fujin still stood there, motionless.

She smiled and said triumphantly: "Monk, my move is called Thick Earth Art, it's very powerful."

That palm hit the dirt wall, but it didn't break through, but the power of the palm didn't disappear either.

Bian Ji moved extremely fast, his attack was extremely explosive, and the golden palm prints slapped in almost all directions, all of which were blocked by Zhao Fujin.

"Why didn't Di Ji fight back? Could it be that he underestimated the poor monk?"

Zhao Fujin raised his hands, waved his hands again and again, and said, "No, no, no, don't get me wrong, I didn't underestimate you. I only learned this trick because I was afraid of pain."

Bianji doesn't believe in evil, he doesn't believe that he can't break through a little girl's defense, the Great Sun Divine Art is a rare technique in Buddhism that focuses on offense.

With a loud shout, his whole body was covered in golden light, and the palms of his hands exuded a dazzling Buddha's light.

Like golden needles, they shot towards Zhao Fujin, and the gusts of golden needles hit Zhao Fujin's defensive shield, and none of them could get close to her.

The khaki light shield surrounded her, forming a flawless "eggshell".

Because of some fear, Zhao Fujin raised his palm and covered his face.

If it hadn't been for Li Yu's strict prohibition and beating her several times, she would have crouched on the ground and hugged her head by now.

The audience in the audience, watching the great monk attack frenziedly, while his own Empress was unharmed and relaxed, immediately became more excited.

And Zhao Ji, who was on the main seat, looked at his subjects and cheered for his daughter, his face gradually became a little gloomy from being proud at the beginning.

He's not the protagonist, he can't take it, cheers and cheers, belongs to someone else.

Even his daughter.

(End of this chapter)