Hong Kong comprehensive begins, seek the law from the heavens

Chapter 117 Master Wutai: For the sake of Buddhism, gentlemen, I'm sorry

But with just one mantra, Lin Mosheng almost killed most of the ambushers of the Floating Lotus Gang.

This is something that a pure swordsman or a pure warlock cannot do.

Even if a pure swordsman has such a fast sword, he doesn't have a way to sense danger in advance, know the enemy's position, or quickly hide and approach.

As for a simple warlock, even if they sense an ambush and want to fight back, they still need to make sufficient preparations.

But Lin Mosheng is different. The advantage of the hexagonal fighter is that as long as the strength is lower than him, he will be completely crushed by him, killing him like a chicken and dog, and he has no resistance at all.

"demon!"

Commander Kim Jae-hyun was engulfed by Lin Mosheng's sword field at his first breath, and then turned into a headless corpse.

Although the members of the Fulian Gang without a command were fierce, they had never seen such a scene before.

Under the pouring rain, bright red blood accompanied by the smell of blood enveloped a [-]-meter radius, and the bright golden King Ming became more and more bright among the dark green trees.

Bang bang bang.

Those who were still alive spit gunfire at the terrifying King Ming statue hastily, but rather than saying that they were resisting, it would be better to say that they were simply venting their inner fear.

The statue of King Ming and Lin Mosheng merged into one, submerged in his body, allowing him to turn into a shadow and shuttle through the rain.

Under Lin Mosheng's terrifying perception and speed, the bullets fired seemed to slow down several times, which belonged to the level that could be dodged.

[Yu Bu], Bu Gang step on the fight!

His body broke away from gravity in an instant, without Ming Wang's bright golden body, under the cover of the wind and rain, no bullet could hit him.

On the contrary, a roar of a tiger and a dragon's chant suddenly sounded from behind the shooting Fulian Gang members.

There was a tragic wail amidst the sound of wind and rain, and the wail was mixed with the sound of human bones being crushed.

"Can't wait any longer!"

In the mandala enchantment, Miyamoto watched this scene with chills, and when King Ming descended from the sky, he knew the result.

He asked Fulian to come over to assassinate Lin Mosheng, even though he provided so much equipment.

Even a swordsman can only drink his hatred on the spot.

But right now, Lin Mosheng's behavior was too terrifying.

Intelligence ability, speed, perception, control, killing, he seems to have no weaknesses.

Ordinary people don't even have the chance to ambush or stop him in front of him.

Master Wutai raised two white eyebrows, a look of surprise and ecstasy flashed in his eyes, he cast spells directly without any nonsense.

"The appearance of the forest, the ghosts and monsters, enjoy the blood food, here, neither life nor death!"

The talismans hidden in the woods were lit one after another, and the mixed blood of the floating lotus gang turned into a blooming mandala flower on the ground like a living thing.

With two completely different attributes of coquettish and sacred, it directly opened the huge Yin-Yang narrow space, and the blood color wrapped Lin Mosheng and them together.

Lin Mosheng looked up at the sky.

The howling wind and rain stopped suddenly, and the surrounding vegetation seemed to wither instantly, leaving only jagged branches and leaves. The sky was foggy, and everything around seemed to be covered in a layer of reddish blood.

Although it was not the first time he had entered the Yin-Yang Narrow Room, the Yin-Yang Narrow Room in Neon really gave him a completely different feeling.

It's like being polluted here.

Ordinary yin and yang narrow spaces, even if there is ghost fog, can keep ordinary people alive for a long time, but here, just the surrounding blood fog will continuously erode the bodies of ordinary people.

It is estimated that within three or two days, the human body will be completely transformed into a monster that is neither human nor ghost.

demon?

Lin Mosheng focused his gaze, is this the power of Iyenami?
Hei Biao killed the last member of the Floating Lotus Gang, and then he inhaled hard, twenty or thirty souls were instantly sucked into his mouth and nose, making Hei Biao smile with satisfaction.

These days, following Lin Mosheng, he has no chance to collect ghosts.

After collecting the ghosts, Hei Biao walked up to Lin Mosheng contentedly, bowed Lin Mosheng with his huge head, and then growled in the direction of the five mages.

Lin Mosheng naturally also saw the Wutai mages who were not covered by the barrier.

[Water Officer Jiecuo]'s ability is good enough, but sometimes it relies too much on instinct.

Just like in front of your eyes, the opponent has pulled the whole environment into a narrow space between yin and yang, plus there is no threat to yourself, [Water Officer Jiecuo] naturally cannot give early warning.

He rubbed his chin and thought, this time, he should get two more secret books on the secret spells from Lai Liubu when he goes back this time. Anyway, his pre-conditions [Yu Bu] and [Yi Yan] have been fulfilled.

Of course, Master's Maoshan Road Cheats cannot be let go, but Master Feng Lao Si is too lazy.

Before going down the mountain, he had learned talismans and magic spells, and he was only a little proficient in the magic of heaven and earth, not as good as the magic stick like Lai material cloth.

"What are you thinking about? Are you surprised by the environment in front of you?"

Yan Miyamoto stepped forward with two knives in his hands. Surprisingly, the two knives in his hands were not regular tachis, but slightly curved, close to sickles.

"You have no chance to get out from here. This place is a ghost. No matter whether you go forward or backward, your result will be eternal death!"

Miyamoto Yan's words were powerful. Even though he had just witnessed Lin Mosheng's terrifying strength, he still had the confidence to keep Lin Mosheng!
"You guys seem to have prepared a lot?"

Lin Mosheng looked at the only white-browed monk who made him afraid. There was no red light of sin on his body, and he was really a loser!

He just wanted to use [Shui Guan Jie E] and [Yi Yan] to calculate the skills of the person in front of him.

Master Wutai instantly noticed Lin Mosheng's actions.

He growled a Zen voice, "Amitabha, benefactor, you have violated the precept of killing!"

【Law·Kill】

Buddhism has scriptures and laws on the Tripitaka, and laws can restrain all things.

The moment Master Wutai moved, Lin Mosheng yelled out a six-character mantra again.

Two invisible sound waves interlaced, forming thousands of troops in the blood mist. The two parties who were originally confronting each other stopped for a second or two.

At the same time that Master Wutai restrained Lin Mosheng's actions with the law.

In his Huangting, the residence of the soul, a powerful spiritual force unexpectedly forcibly squeezed in, turning into the image of an old monk with white eyebrows, exactly like Master Wutai.

He looked at Lin Mosheng, his eyes were not filled with hatred, but joy, relief and hidden excitement.

"That's how it is, that's how it is, it's really my Buddha's mercy!"

His eyes fell on Lin Mosheng's soul, and he said seriously, "Almsgiver, you have the root of great wisdom, why don't you follow the poor monk to cut off the world and convert to my Buddha."

In the spiritual world, everything is in the blink of an eye.

Lin Mosheng asked with a smile, "Then if I kill so many of you, I won't pursue it?"

Master Wutai said solemnly, "You must put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. The poor monk will naturally bear the burden of death with all his sins."

For a long time, he complained about the strange causal theory of Buddhism, but he never thought that he would have the opportunity to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha instantly.

but.

His soul stretched out his hand and made a move, and the two spiritual blades turned into swords and gathered in his hands.

One is domineering, breaking the law with strength, and one is unparalleled, defeating others with power.

The blade pointed at the spiritual body of the five mages in front of him, and said seriously, "Monk, I need to teach you to know."

"If you want to save me, go talk to my patriarch!"

Master Wutai looked at Lin Mosheng regretfully, "It seems that the benefactor is obsessed with obsession."

In the next moment, one after another Buddha Dharma emerged from the spiritual body of Master Wutai, constantly washing over Lin Mosheng's Huangting.

Outside the spiritual world, although they were stopped by the six-character mantra for a moment, Miyamoto Yan and the group of old men are swordsmen after all. Even though their vitality and blood have declined due to age, and they are not as good as adults in actual combat, their spiritual will is not inferior. How much at that time.

After breaking free from the shackles of the six-character mantra, Lin Mosheng was still trapped in the same place.

The four swordsmen looked at each other, and without hesitation, they drew their swords and slashed.

The four sharp sword qi are like flying snow.

"Moo!"

"hold head high!"

Two majestic and sacred beast roars sounded, and the black dragon and black dragon surrounded Lin Mosheng. The power of Fengshui turned into a round shield amidst the roars, easily erasing the fierce sword energy.

Hei Biao even smiled jokingly at the four sword lords.

Although he no longer has a physical body, he has Lin Mosheng's 27 points of spiritual attributes, and the dual blessings of [Buddha Fuhu] and [Purification Mantra], his strength is far from comparable to what he had back then.

Even as long as he is given enough time, he himself is sure to be able to hunt and kill the four mortals in front of him.

The other two swordsmen understood Hei Biao's taunt, and whispered to Miyamoto Yan and Momoi Hao, "We are entangled with these two shikigami, you must not let him survive!"

The stronger Lin Mosheng behaved, the less they would be able to let the other party leave alive today!

"Everyone, please!"

Miyamoto nodded seriously.

Then the four of them were like four sharp swords, leaning on the snow-white blades and rushing towards Lin Mosheng.

The light of the knife changed its direction halfway, and there were two sharp blades around the back, forming a four-way trend, which made it impossible for Hei Biao and Hei Long in front of him to take care of it.

Hei Biao didn't care about anything at all, and rushed directly to the sharp blade closest to him. Although he was restrained to protect Lin Mosheng, without Lin Mosheng's control, he preferred to kill directly.

The tiger's claws waved like cannonballs, and there was a whining sound in the air.

If Huaxia boxing masters were present, they would definitely recognize this as [Tiger Pao Fist]. As one of the four phenomena that Lin Mosheng condensed, Hei Biao possessed the most independent will.

So although he is the most unruly, but in a sense, he is also the most subjective.

You can even learn other skills on your own initiative.

He has been with Lin Mosheng for the longest time and has always been attached to Lin Mosheng. Now he has mastered two boxing techniques.

Boxing?

Kazuma Kuta couldn't believe what he saw, the opponent was just a Shikigami, how could he know boxing skills?
However, at this time, he couldn't care less.

The blade in his hand turned into a long rainbow, like the shadow of the moon reflected on the surface of the lake, seemingly real and unreal.

【Willow New Yin Stream·Shuiyue】.

Compared with Yagyu Jiro's ghost, even if Kazuma Hisada doesn't use two swords, the sword energy spreading from the blade can also transform into four moon shadows at the same time.

If the enemy thinks that these moon shadows are false, it is a big mistake.

Whether it is the 'real moon' or the 'virtual moon', both can kill the enemy, this is the Yagyu-ryu secret sword [Moon no Sho].

The fierce sword blade collided with the sword energy and the Tiger Pao Fist, like two peerless magic weapons.

The scattered sword energy was like shattered ice, spreading towards the surroundings.

One after another bloodstains directly cut through Kazuma Kuta's skin, hot blood gushed out, and the pain made Kazuma Kuda more awake.

Can't go on like this!
He looked at the huge Hei Biao on the opposite side. The sword energy with the heart of the sword can also hurt the opponent, but the opponent is not an entity after all. Even if he is cut by the sword intent, he can dispel the sword intent with his own will. The speed of the opponent's reply is terrifying!
On the other hand, I have already exhausted my energy and blood, and the result of such a reckless effort will definitely be dragged to death!

Just when Kuta Kazuma's expression changed and he was thinking, Hei Biao suddenly roared, and a ghost flew out of his mouth, turning into the image of Miyamoto Kazuki.

"A dragon?"

Kuta Kazuma's mind was shaken, and his sword skills, which were originally perfect in mind and body, became stagnant for a moment, and he even hesitated whether to kill Miyamoto Kazuma's soul, so that this junior could never be reborn forever.

At the moment when Kazuma Kuda hesitated, Hei Biao, who was like an entity in front of him, suddenly became invisible.

The wind has no form, and the soul has no body.

Kazuma Kuda's [Water Moon] slashed towards Ichiryu Miyamoto's ghost, but he finally stopped the sword, and the sharp sword light swung away Ichiryu Miyamoto's soul.

With the opening of the sword, the fierce wind suddenly condensed on the side of Kazuma Kuta, turning into a thick and colorful black tiger arm.

With a sudden impact, it was like a mountain breaking down and a rock falling apart.

【Bajiquan·Tieshanjiao】.

Hei Biao's 27 terrifying basic attributes were far beyond what the King Kong at that time could match.

The mighty and unparalleled power directly destroyed the body of the swordsman that Kazuma Kuta was proud of, killing him instantly.

Hei Biao gained power and was relentless, he appeared and flew forward, directly biting the remnant of Kazuma Kuta, and pulled out a ghost from the body.

Kazuma Kuda's ghost was separated from his body, as if he hadn't woken up from the decisive battle just now, he gritted his teeth and looked at Hei Biao, "You, despicable!"

A look of disdain flashed in Hei Biao's eyes. You talk about despicableness with me like a tiger, don't you think too highly of your human morality?

He opened his mouth wide, swallowed Kazuma Hisada's soul whole, and then greedily looked at the other side of the battlefield besieging the black dragon, where there were three powerful souls.

Kazuma Kuta's battle here ended so suddenly that the three Yan Miyamoto, who had already seen hope, were shocked and furious.

Fortunately, compared to Hei Biao, the black dragon in front of him is not much weaker in strength, but more of his actions are from instinct, like a young dragon that has not grown a mind.

The siege of the three has already added a lot of wounds to Heilong's body, and the chance of victory is in sight, but if Hei Biaoteng makes a move to turn back...
"Two, please also subdue the demon!"

The old guy next to Miyamoto Yan suddenly yelled, and then he saw him desperately throwing himself at the dragon's head. Under the decisiveness, the fierce sword light poured down like a waterfall.

The black dragon had no choice but to raise its body, gather the powerful power of water in its claws, and grab the sword light.

good chance!
The old swordsman Momoi Hao of Jingxin Zhiliu's expression brightened, his figure was erratic, and turned into a swaying Basara tree, and the sword energy filled the sky like flower petals.

Although the black dragon's two claws were restrained, the flexibility of the dragon's tail was no less than that of the two claws. Seeing the erratic figure of the other party, the black dragon had to shake the dragon's tail and roll up the mist.

On the one hand, he wants to use the power of water to eliminate the sword energy.

On the other hand, they wanted to cover Lin Mosheng's figure and prevent him from being attacked.

Hahaha!
Miyamoto could not control the ecstasy in his heart.

Although this assassination was not samurai at all, and could even be said to be despicable, but now he seemed to be a warrior who rushed to the front of the general's stage, beheading the general and capturing the flag before his eyes.

Divine Mind Takes Liuliu Secret Sword [Sickle Weasel]!
The gust of wind fell with the sword intent, and the fierce sword energy turned into shapes in the wind, like sickle weasels that killed each other.

Yan Miyamoto felt that this was the smoothest and strongest sword he had swung.

He has truly reached the consummation of mind, skill and body, as if he has touched a higher level of realm.

Hei Biao looked at the three sword lords who were besieging the black dragon from a distance.

He roared disdainfully in his heart.

Fool.

If he were a black dragon, he would definitely not allow the three of them to break through so easily.

Of course the black dragon is stupid, and those three mortals are not smart either.

He hesitated for a moment, but still pounced, at least when Lin Mosheng woke up, he had to make a show.

The sickle weasel storm rolled up by Miyamoto directly blew away the water mist condensed by the black dragon, revealing Lin Mosheng's body, his old face was distorted, and his ecstatic color turned into a ferocious ghost with killing intent.

This cut will definitely kill!

Boom!
A dull sound came from the blade in Miyamoto Yan's hand.

then.

Boom, boom, boom!
A sword intent like the incarnation of a sickle weasel slashed in front of Lin Mosheng, blocked by a dark yellow barrier, and could only splash waves, like an ancient bell ringing on a temple.

How can it be?

Even Hao Momoi, who had been changing positions to confuse the black dragon, was stunned.

Inside the black and yellow barrier, a half-palm-sized tortoise leisurely swam around Lin Mosheng who was standing still. The two colors of black and yellow, like the surface of the water, rotated with the little tortoise's swimming, like a yin and yang grinding.

If you look carefully, you can also see the "sinister" dragon head of the little turtle and the cheerful snake tail like a dog's tail.

One of the four elephants, Xuanwu.

Although the four elephants are not high or low, and each has its own strengths, but if we must talk about high and low, Xuanwu must be the best defense of the four elephants, not one of them.

The ferocious ghost look on Miyamoto Yan's face faded, turning into despair and bewilderment.

How can this be?

He felt like he was being played with.

As a samurai with the determination to die, when he saw the opponent's platform, he jumped high for a moment.

The opponent's general activated a Gundam from under the stage.

Yes, it is Gundam, a toy I bought for my grandson.

He frantically waved the two knives in his hands, but the sword energy hitting the dark yellow barrier could only make ripples. The little turtle was still leisurely cruising beside Lin Mosheng, without even looking at it.

Momoi Hao was the first to come back to his senses. He was just about to support Yan Miyamoto, at least to wake him up from this incompetent rage, but the roar of a tiger made his hairs stand on end.

Hei Biao, standing above the wind, looked at Hao Momoi, the swordsman.

A playful smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth.

Humans, now three against three, very fair!

Following his roar, ghosts roared and appeared, surrounding Momoi Hao who kept moving around.

······
In the Yellow Court, Lin Mosheng waved the meaning of "Overbearing" and "Wu Shuang" in his hand, turning into a sharp spiritual blade, cutting off a piece of Buddhism in front of him.

He finally understood how the white-browed old monk in front of him trapped him.

Daigo empowerment!

The method used by the opponent to break into his own Huang Ting was not a secret technique to kill the enemy at all, but an enlightenment performed by his mind.

It is precisely because this is the enlightenment, so my [Purification Mantra], a skill that should automatically resist mental attacks, did not show its original power.

Instead, the back door was opened by the Buddhist skills in his body, and he automatically accepted the power of enlightenment.

Lin Mosheng didn't expect Master Wutai to be so 'sacrificing himself for others'.

Master Wutai did not expect Lin Mosheng's will to be so strong.

The moment he saw the image of King Lin Mosheng Ming, he realized that not only could he not kill Lin Mosheng, but he had to convert him. The other party was born to be the guardian god of my Buddhist sect, but he has not yet come to his senses.

If he can use his own body to transform, then the Ranguo Temple and even the Neon Buddhism will usher in a prosperity.

On the contrary, if Lin Mosheng is allowed to continue, he may grow into a new 'Sixth Heaven Demon King', who will slander the Buddha and slander the Dharma, and take killing as his way.

So from the very beginning, Master Wutai made up his mind to infuse Lin Mosheng with all his own Dharma, and at the same time use Miyamoto Yan and others to threaten him.

If Lin Mosheng wanted to protect himself, he would definitely need to accept his Dharma cultivation, and he would definitely be able to wake up and understand the truth that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless and that turning back is the shore.

At that time, Lin Mosheng's cultivation base will increase greatly, and even facing the siege of Miyamoto Yan and others, he can easily resolve it.

As for Miyamoto Yan and the others, for the sake of Neon Dharma, they had to be wronged.

But what Master Wutai never expected was that even though Lin Mosheng's spirit was trapped on the altar by himself, he still had enough energy to deal with the siege of Miyamoto Yan and the others.

Master Wutai showed a look of sorrow, and looked at Lin Mosheng's soul, "You have the roots of great wisdom. If you accept the Buddhist teachings of the poor monk, you will be able to achieve Arhat status in the future. It is better than sinking in this world."

After all, his spiritual body ignited by itself and turned into a clear and bright Buddha flame. The golden Sanskrit characters manifested various miraculous appearances. There were heavenly dragons singing in the clouds, bodhisattvas pinching flowers and smiling, and Buddhas sitting upright on Sumeru. .

These miraculous figures turned into armies in the hands of the Wutai mages, constantly attacking Lin Mosheng's Huang Ting, trying to imprint the Buddha's thoughts here.

He has already understood that it is impossible to convert Lin Mosheng by himself alone. The best way is to plant 'good causes' on Lin Mosheng's altar, and only then will he be able to bear 'good causes' when he is enlightened by the great power of Buddhism in the future. fruit'.

Threats won't work, so are you tempted?
Lin Mosheng looked at Master Wutai with a sneer.

I have to admit that this old monk does have two brushes, not only being ruthless to others, but also ruthless to himself.

His behavior of burning his whole body of Dharma will not only damage his soul, but even if he is reincarnated, it will be difficult to awaken the Suhui of his previous life, and it can be regarded as a torch for several lifetimes of hard work.

According to the standards of the Holy Mother, after he ignites, I am afraid that some relics will really be burned.

(End of this chapter)