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Volume 1 The Border Town of the Empire Chapter 545 Mortal Heaven

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    (Red ticket monthly ticket, please hold on a little longer and give me more. It seems that Crazy Blade¡¯s chrysanthemum is not far away.) Chapter 545: Mortal Heaven Xiang Qingniu looked up at the young man wearing a moon-white robe.  The monk was silent for a while and asked: "Great freedom?" The young monk looked at the fat man who looked very embarrassed with some curiosity, trying to find some fear in his eyes but unfortunately failed.  The fat man's clothes were burned beyond recognition by the previous karma fire, and there were many scorch marks on his body, but the jade belt around his waist was intact and tied very neatly.  "I thought it would be Xiao Yijiu." Da Zizai stared at the jade belt around Xiang Qingniu's waist and sighed: "At the beginning, I thought that the first person to come from Dalun Temple would be Wan Xingchen, because of the world in the east.  He has stood at the highest point. When a person reaches that point, the mountain he is on has reached the end, and he will look at another mountain. But he didn't expect that it was not him, but his disciples who had come over the past ten years.  Yang Qi has always wanted to demolish the Dalun Temple, but his manpower is limited after all. He is destined to fail because he does not understand what infinite power means. But his greatest skill is that he can always deceive many people to follow him, and then he will do it for him.  He is going to die." Da Zi Zai said as he walked down, there were lotuses blooming at his feet.  "More than ten years ago, a group of stupid people followed him, rushing forward regardless of the direction of his finger, as if their lives were worthless. I know that you Han people in the Central Plains have the habit of retiring to their graves, but those  In the end, people don¡¯t even know where their bones are thrown, and their souls are not allowed to go home or be reincarnated. Isn¡¯t this punishment? " "A few years ago, he only brought a stupid person to the outside of the Snowy Mountains, and then he watched helplessly?  That man died without taking any action from beginning to end. You Chinese people in the Central Plains value the word righteousness, but where can you see the word righteousness in your senior brother? Today, he tricked you into committing suicide. Such a devil has been harming people.  Life, haven't you ever awakened?" Xiang Qingniu smiled coldly: "When it comes to fooling people's hearts, is there anyone who can do it more thoroughly than your Buddhist sect?" Da Zizai shook his head: "Buddhist sect has never fooled people's hearts.  , you have also seen that for thousands of years, the herdsmen have believed in Buddhism and lived a prosperous and healthy life? But you Central Plains people have no faith in your hearts, so you have been in chaos for a long time.  It's a complete mess. How can the lives of millions of people in the Central Plains be compared to the happiness of the people on the grassland? Because of Buddhism, they know how to be friendly, humble, and reverent. You Han people who don't know how to respect will only bite each other and kill each other.  Knowing that you will continue to go evil for the sake of desire." Da Zizi opened his arms and smiled: "In the Western world, people have no desires of their own. They only need to follow the guidance of the Buddha and listen to the call. Everyone is under the mercy of the Buddha.  Living happily under the shroud of light, they just bowed their heads and worshiped without all the troubles and disputes, enjoying the protection brought by the Buddha. How free they are Don't you envy them? " Xiang Qingniu spat?  Said: "Disgusting." Da Zizi sighed: "Don't you understand now that your senior brother has abandoned you just like he abandoned those who followed him last time?" Xiang Qingniu said: "How can this be?  As for abandonment, I know what you want to say. Senior brother just said that he wanted to fight you, so you cowered somewhere for a moment and didn't dare to come out. However, senior brother scared you away, but he didn't really go to you.  I'm afraid I've found King Ming by now." Da Zizi smiled: "But he still left you." Xiang Qingniu shook his head: "He was just waiting for me in front." Da Zizi was silent, and then said in a daze.  "King Ming once said that in a place like the Central Plains where there is no faith and no respect, there will always be many paranoid devils who act according to their ideals and never consider that the world needs order and someone to stand at the top to guide you. You  It's one of them. It seems that Buddhism can't influence you." Xiang Qingniu raised his hands, making a fist with one hand and spreading it with the other: "Since it's meaningless, why do you need to say more? Let's make a bet and see if it's you.  If you defeat me first, my senior brother should kill King Ming first." Da Zizai sighed: "No one can kill King Ming, except King Ming himself." "Nothing in this world is absolutely impossible." Xiang Qingniu went fiercely.  He took a step forward, a light cyan light loomed in his half-clenched fist, and then a long sword slowly took shape in his hand.  And in his open palm, two small fish appeared out of thin air and swam back and forth, one black and one white, passing each other but never colliding with each other.  Soon, the light cyan sword in his right hand solidified, while the black and white Pisces in his left hand swam faster and faster, and a circle with half black and half gradually enlarged and appeared like a round shield. ?Holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other.  "Ignorance" Da Zizuo seemed to be disappointed. He stood still, clasped his hands together, and a holy white light emerged from his body.  Then his body began to fly slowly, and a huge white lotus slowly bloomed under his feet.  When the white lotus petals bloomed, Da Zizi sat cross-legged on it and floated in the air.  ¡° If ordinary people saw such a method, they would probably kneel down and pay homage.  But a person with Xiang Qingniu's cultivation level can naturally see that these seemingly magical things are all supported by Da Zi Zi's powerful cultivation level.  Xiang Qingniu snorted coldly and stabbed forward with the sword in his right hand. Immediately after Da Zizai, a small white lotus flower opened in front of him, which just blocked Xiang Qingniu's sword energy.  The white lotus and the sword energy collided silently.  "Your sword power is far inferior to that of Yang Qi." Xiang Qingniu slashed the long sword: "It's enough to kill you!" After the sword slashed down, a huge sword suddenly appeared above Da Zi Zai's head, and it was extremely fierce.  Split down.  Da ZiZhi's gesture changed slightly, and a golden Arhat suddenly appeared, several meters tall. The golden Arhat's hands were put together just enough to clamp the giant sword. The sword made a clanking sound and continued to press downwards.  The golden Arhat turned his arms, and the sword turned half a circle horizontally, and the light cyan brilliance on the sword became lighter and weaker.  "I guided you with compassion, but you refused to listen, so I had no choice but to use vajra wrath to punish you." Da Zizi stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and the golden-bodied Arhat took a step forward and fiercely faced Xiang Qingniu.  He stepped on it hard.  ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ The Mingwang Hall is located at the highest point of Dalun Temple, built on a cliff.  Outside the main entrance of this hall is an abyss. There are only a few stone steps a few feet wide that can be walked. The mountain wind here is so cold and biting that ordinary people will break out in cold sweats even if they look up below, not to mention coming up.  Yang Qi walked along the stone steps to the front of Mingwang Hall, as if he was floating in mid-air.  He did not go forward because there was an old monk sitting at the door of Mingwang Hall.  This old monk seems to be unable to distinguish his age because he is too old.  He couldn't keep his body upright as he sat there, and had to lean against the door frame to keep from falling.  His eyebrows dropped to his chin, and his beard hung down to his belly, as white as the snow on the Snowy Mountains.  The wrinkles on his forehead gave people the feeling of being bottomless, just like the abyss in front of the Mingwang Palace.  He seemed to be sleeping, his eyelids were lowered.  But sitting in such a seemingly defenseless posture, any great practitioner who stood in front of him would find that there was no flaw in this old monk.  The old and withered body blocked the door, and the door seemed to be sealed without any gaps.  The old monk's body is as thin as a mountain.  Yang Qizai looked at the old monk carefully, and then couldn't help but sigh softly: "I didn't expect that there are people like you alive. It is very difficult for the Buddha to tolerate you." The old monk seemed to have just woken up.  , rubbed his eyes and looked at Yang Qi, his eyes were cloudy, and he could hardly tell the difference between black and white.  "There are always some special things in this world." He also looked at Yang Qi carefully: "Aren't people like you also special cases?" Yang Qi asked: "Are you a Buddhist from previous generations?"  The old monk shook his head: "I don't remember As long as I can live, why bother to spend energy remembering those past events? You can see at a glance that I was a disciple of the Buddha, so you can't believe that there can be a Buddha in the Dalun Temple."  You are puzzled by the fact that you are alive. But I can tell at a glance that you have a mortal body. You have the most ordinary physique in the world, just like the wolf-riding soldiers of the herdsmen and believers at the foot of the mountain. You are so ordinary that you are not interested in seeing more.  Eyes, but you have such a powerful cultivation level, this is what I don't understand." Yang Qi said: "You have lived for so long, but you still haven't seen some things thoroughly You don't understand that the most powerful force in the world is  In fact, it's just ordinary." The old monk frowned and thought, then shook his head: "That doesn't make sense." Yang Qi seemed to be uninterested in continuing, pointed to the door and said, "I want to go in." The old monk looked back at the towering door.  Ming Wangdian shook his head: "I wanted to go in at first, but I couldn't. Since I can't go in, how can I let you in?" Yang Qi nodded, and then took a step forward.  The old monk took a deep breath, and then tried his best to sit up straight.  He put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.  Then the sky above the Mingwang Palace began to change. The floating clouds seemed to be driven away by something. The sun appeared from behind the clouds and looked particularly dazzling. The sun shone down and coated everything with a layer of gold.  The old monk is shining in the sunHer lower body quickly stretched out, and even the wrinkles on her forehead seemed to have become much lighter.  The golden dome of Dalun Temple shines brightly in the sun, like the Yunding Heavenly Palace.  "Use the divine radiance to condense the Buddha's Dharma." The old monk stretched out his hand and pointed towards the sky, and then a dazzling golden light was drawn down from the sky. The light was so dazzling that it really seemed like the old monk was peeling off the sun.  A ray of light came down.  The golden light fell on the old monk's fingertips, and then quickly penetrated into his body. The old monk's body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. His wrinkled skin like the bark of a dead tree immediately became smooth, and his snow-white eyebrows and beard fell off.  , in just a moment, he turned into a young man who looked as prosperous as jade.  Golden light shrouded his whole body, and the worn monk robes on his body were burned away by the golden light, and his body appeared, looking particularly young and strong.  So magical.  The golden light opened the clouds and illuminated the entire Dalun Temple.  This old monk who has regained his infinite vitality is bathed in golden light, floating in front of the Mingwang Palace like a god descending to earth.  He looked down at Yang Qi outside the door and asked in a condescending tone: "Now do you know why I, as a Buddhist disciple of previous generations, can still live to this day? Because I can borrow the divine brilliance.  , fight with the power of God. With God behind me, I will have endless Dharma." Yang Qi sighed slightly: "What a pity." Then he waved his hand and the golden light froze, and then it retreated like a tide. It was not just the old man.  The golden glow around the monk, even the golden glow that had been integrated into his body, quickly retreated, and the sky filled with divine glow returned to the sky like a waterfall hanging upside down. The old monk became old and withered again at a speed visible to the naked eye.  It only happened in a moment, and the old monk's eyes widened in disbelief.  "Youyou are just a mortalhow to do this?" Yang Qi stepped forward, and the old monk's body was split into two.  When passing the two corpses, Yang Qi lowered his head and said seriously: "Because you don't understand that the people who dominate this world are the mortals you call them, and they will always be. The gods in your eyes are the power you believe in.  Source, I can lend you the power of cultivation. But in my eyes, heaven is a mortal heaven. Why doesn¡¯t it retreat if I ask it?¡±
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