"I always come back to you, don't be brave." Cao Shanjun said urgently from behind: "In the crowd, he just glanced at you, and the blood spit out, and you couldn't hold him even if he stretched out his fingers. You can't be your opponent for ten years, come back"
Xiang Que said without turning his head: "You haven't grown up yet. If I don't support you to move forward for a while, what do you use to grow up? Winter is coming and spring is coming, you are about to grow up. How can I let you have an accident at this time?"
For the Xuankong Temple, Xiang Que always felt that he owed too much, and the price was basically measured by his life. If his master hadn't been able to invite Master Mingwu to Xishan more than 20 years ago, what would have happened in those ten years? Master Ming Wu continued to tattoo the pictures of Yama of the Ten Halls every year. How could Xiang Que grow up to be in his twenties? What do you think he has to repay for this affection?
Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, but people with conscience also say, seeing that Cao Shanjun will transform into a Dalai Lama and become a living Buddha in a while, how could Xiang Que watch him die at a critical moment!
On the opposite side, the Panchen Lama quietly looked at the group of people in front of him, without any impatience. The current situation clearly shows that he has absolute crushing strength. Whatever they discuss, he alone can be without fear of the entire Gansu. Dan Si and Xiang Que resisted.
"Step, step, step" After a while, the old lama took two steps forward, put his arms around his shoulders, and said flatly: "I will not save your life, I will only take you to Kanlar Mountain as a guest, stay here The first Panchen Lama is reincarnated, I will let you go back to Gongba Mountain, come back with me, and you can go to Kanlar Mountain for ten years to cultivate.¡±
"Shua" The old lama stretched out his callused and wrinkled right hand, and slowly grabbed Cao Shanjun.
Xiang Que drew out a half-cut sword, gritted his teeth without hesitation, and directly chopped it off with his hand. The old lama didn't even look at him, but let out a heavy "hum" in his mouth, and rushed towards Xiang Que in front of him.
?It is also Tongyin, Qi Changqing can crush the old man of the Kunlun School with a strong sword and cut off his arm, and the Panchen Lama, who has been a living Buddha for 70 years, can also instantly wipe out Xiang Que who has just stepped into Tongyin.
"Boom" Xiang Que's broken sword hadn't had time to touch the Panchen Lama, the wave of air rushed straight in like a barrier and pushed him out horizontally.
"Tap Tat Tat"
"poof"
Xiang Que retreated a few big steps in a row, and stopped his retreat by rushing back into the crowd of lamas behind. The huge force almost broke his bones with just one blow.
"You join hands with me to stop him." Dangan Zhuoma let go of the ferret in his arms, walked to Xiang Que with bare feet and said, "Although the chance is very slim, we still have to struggle."
Xiang Que wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked in amazement: "Is there no chance at all?"
"The reincarnated living Buddha can inherit 10% of his previous life's cultivation every twelve years. He will be 100 years old in three months. How much cultivation do you think he inherited from his previous life?"
The reincarnation of the living Buddha is not just the life of the previous life. Similarly, the cultivation base of the previous life can also be slowly recovered in the practice of this life.
"Okaycan you help me hold him back for a while, as long as I can stop him for a while, I have a chance to let him get out of here," Xiang Que said through gritted teeth.
Dangan Drolma nodded and said: "Then I will try my best, but I can't guarantee the way I can do."
"Top it up"
Xiang Que turned around and walked away.
Dangan Dolma stood beside her lightly, stretched out her luxuriant hand, and drew a half circle in front of her. Suddenly, a halo of light appeared behind her and floated above her head, just like the birth of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.
At this time, Dangan Zhuoma feels very sacred and spotless.
"The Great Compassionate Bodhisattva It is a great fortune to have you in Tantric Buddhism, but it is a pity that you are in the Yellow Sect." The old lama nodded indifferently and said, "You can stop me, but it is only a moment." "
Immediately, Xiang Queyi pointed to his forehead, triggering the road to the underworld.
The old lama didn't care about Dangan Zhuoma's bodhisattva body at all. He turned his head and looked at Xiang Que with a little surprise: "Hell? Open the road to the underworld. Are you going to invite the Yin Commander or the Ghost King to come out?"
Xiang Que pursed his lips and didn't speak. After a cold gap in front of him was opened, gusts of wind blew out. Xiang Que stepped forward and wanted to enter it, but he didn't expect the old lama to suddenly raise his hand as if intending to stop it. Xiang Que.
Dangan Drolma flicked his right hand, and behind him under the light circle appeared a shadow like a Bodhisattva, holding a suet jade bottle in his left hand and leaning on a whisk with his right arm bent.
"Shua" the figure, with a blow of dust and a strong wind, blew towards the old lama.
The old lamaUnexpectedly, with his left hand, he lifted his worn-out cassock in front of him, and the seemingly rotten cassock suddenly tightened, standing upright in front of him like a wall.
At the same time, Xiang Que had already entered the underworld. Seeing that the gap was about to close, the old lama's outstretched left hand suddenly became narrow and long, stretching into the gap.
"come back!"
"Boom" Bodhisattva took a blow and was blocked by the cassock of the old lama, but Xiang Que, who was already in the underworld, suddenly felt his body stop.
"Um!" Immediately, Xiang Que felt a great force and pulled him backwards. His body was not under his own control at all, and he was completely involuntarily thrown from the underworld. Drag it to Yangjian.
"I never leave any room for things. Although I don't care who you ask for help, I don't need to waste my time here. You'd better save yourself and don't trouble me."
Xiang Que's face turned pale immediately, and he entered the underworld to find Yu Qiuyang to help him. This was his only reliance, but this old lama didn't give him a chance, and was dragged back as soon as he entered the underworld.
If Yu Qiuyang could rush over, the old lama would not be afraid, but now that he is not given the opportunity, Xiang Que is a little numb.
The Panchen Lama lowered his hands, staring at Xiang Que with eyes that can see through the vicissitudes of the world, and said, "Don't be struggling anymore, Tantric Buddhism does not avoid killing, and the lives in my hands are not bad for you."
Xiang Que gritted his teeth and said, "If you dare to touch us, I will dare to make your Red Esoteric Sect into ruins, and all the lamas will be buried with us, and in the future, wherever there is an outcrop of the Red Esoteric Sect, we will also pay for it." Razed to the ground"
The old lama looked at Xiang Que with great interest, without any fear.
At this moment, Xiang Que was quite helpless. The old Panchen Lama gave him a very depressed and irresistible feeling, like a big mountain was pressing on him, and he couldn't make a wave.
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