I am doing construction in the cultivation world

Chapter 68

Although Kong Minjing calmed down strangely, but he still didn't forget what to do, he folded his hands together and sighed:

"Amitabha, how good it is! Junior brother, the power of the Dharma words is really great. It's a pity that we can't practice it. The mystery of it is really wonderful."

As he said, he took back the Buddhist beads, and at the same time a piece of Buddha land descended, the realm of the eighth-rank bodhisattva, the Buddha land enveloped half of the city like a golden morning light.

"I heard that Junior Brother Kongji lost to you in speculation, so we might as well debate on the subject of this Buddhist kingdom."

Shi Liao raised his head and looked at the peaceful Buddhist kingdom where the Sanskrit sounds fluctuated, the Buddha lotus bloomed sequentially, and the golden giant Buddha stood up to the sky. His gaze paused for a while on the giant Buddha's face.

I saw the giant Buddha with long eyebrows and long beard, no wrinkles on his face, obviously looking empty and pitiful, he squinted his eyes slightly, closed his lips, raised his jaw slightly, his expression was neither happy nor sad, but there was a look of disdain The feeling of beings.

At the feet of the giant Buddha, all living beings worship devoutly, and the sound of chanting sutras is constant, which is a scene of the prosperity of Buddhism.

Shi sighed and closed his eyes.

"Amitabha Buddha! The poor monk once heard an old friend say that all appearances are illusory, and all conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew or electricity, and should be viewed in this way." ①
As soon as he finished speaking, a distant and long bell rang out, and the Buddha Kingdom that Kong Min wanted to use to trap him trembled violently amidst the bell, and the giant Buddha shook off golden crumbs.

……

Tang Xiao floated in the air, watching the people on the street retreat one after another, replaced by bald heads. Some of the bald heads had gray logos on their heads. The numerous orange logos made her dizzy. There were a few scattered greens among them, and she looked at Yishan with some confusion. How could these monks have so many evil intentions?
Yishan looked at the seventh-rank arhat who led all the brothers and nephews over, eager to try:

"Amitabha, Senior Brother Wuchen, do you want to have a fight?"

Tang Xiao ate a lollipop and looked curiously at this dust-free monk with a green reputation.

"Amitabha!" Wuchen looked at Yishan and proclaimed the Buddha's name, and continued:
"If Junior Brother wants to prove his innocence, he shouldn't commit murder here."

He said and looked at Tang Xiao in the air, with an easy-going smile on his face:

"This must be Tang Xiao's benefactor."

Tang Xiao raised his eyebrows and took out the lollipop in his mouth:

"you know me?"

"I heard Yishan mentioned that Yishan doesn't have many ordinary friends. Please worry about the benefactor. Since the benefactor can enter Shengjing City, it is not difficult to come and go. Take him away."

Behind Wuchen, the two sixth-grade uncles who were injured in the morning immediately disagreed, and stopped talking:
"Wuchen! Stop talking nonsense! Have you forgotten that we are here to capture the traitor Yishan? He killed three of your junior uncles!"

Another person was also very serious:
"Amitabha! The crime of colluding with outsiders to kill fellow sect members will be increased to one level. The witch next to me cannot be spared either!"

As soon as he yelled, all the orange IDs of the big wave turned red, including his own.

"Fuck! Can you still do this?"

Tang Xiao couldn't help complaining, shouldn't this red name be too hasty?
The sixth-rank master uncle who spoke earlier said to the disciples behind him:

"Yishan fell into the devil's way and killed three people in Huairongshan Discipline Hall 870. Before, there were people who didn't believe that he could plot to kill brother Kongjie, but now they see it!"

"Master!" Wu Chen shouted with a livid face.

The uncle was unmoved, cast a provocative glance at Wuchen, and continued:

"Disciples, listen to the order! Capture these two people! Life or death..."

"Amitabha, Junior Brother Kongyun, what did the little girl do wrong? Are you going to take her down too?"

A familiar voice interrupted his words, everyone followed the sound, Yishan and Wuchen's eyes showed joy.

"Master!/Uncle Master!"

The expressions of the two uncles changed dramatically, and Kong Yun, who was interrupted to give the order, had a look of disbelief, and couldn't help stammering:
"You...you you...you shouldn't..."

"Amitabha, should he be caught by Brother Kong Min's avatar?

Brother can use clone, why can't I use clone? "

Another sixth-rank Heavenly King Realm didn't stutter, and looked at Shi in shock and said:
"You actually used your clone to resist the Bodhisattva clone, and your true body came to save your precious disciple?"

Shi Jie didn't reply to him immediately, but looked at Yishan, sullenly said:

"Nonsense! Hurry up and put away the form of the Two-Faced Buddha!"

As he spoke, he smashed a bodhi seed pendant on Yishan's big bald head, giving him a big bump.

Yishan wasn't angry at all, Xizizi hung the bodhi seeds around his neck, and then he returned to his original appearance, leaning against the door with damaged meridians and soaked in blood, waving at Tang Xiao.

Tang Xiao bowed obediently to Master Shi who was looking at him:
"Hello, Master!"

"Yeah, the little girl is a formidable young girl, Yishan has caused you trouble."

"Nothing, Yishan helped me a lot. I will treat him first."

"Goodness, goodness!"

Seeing Tang Xiaofei fly to Yishan's side, he turned his head to look at the junior brother who asked the question before, and said with a kind smile:
"Amitabha, brother! The avatar that deals with senior brother Kongmin is an avatar, why can't it be an avatar to save disciples?
Or do you two feel that it is more worthy of my coming than those in Bodhi Courtyard? "

The faces of the two became even more ugly, one of them hurriedly sent a message to ask, but it was really difficult to send a message.

……

In Shengjing Temple, Shi Sha stood under the Bodhi tree in the Bodhi courtyard, while Master Kongkong lay on the rocking chair under the tree with a tired look on his face.

The Dharma images appeared behind the five people on the opposite side, and the sky seemed to be crowded. The Buddha's voice drank majestically:

"Boldly explain it! Don't back down!"

He looked helplessly at the senior brother hiding behind him and said:

"Amitabha, brother, you haven't passed away yet? Why did you let me face it for you?"

Master Kong Kong raised his eyelids and returned:

"Amitabha! You came back late. Huairong Mountain was lost to that beast, and the little seedling that Kongjie had to protect you is gone. I'm so sad that I don't have the strength to fight."

Master Kongkong said it casually, but Shijie knew that he was really hurt. If no one was present at this moment, he would probably burst into tears, so he sighed and did not use any more words to tease him.

Turning to face the five people, he lifted his monk's robe and sat cross-legged, saying:
"I have a way to meet thousands of feet!"

The golden dharma figure suddenly grew from behind him, and instantly stood upright, looking down at the five dharma figures in front of him that only reached his waist.

Kong Min's expression was serious.

The four eighth-rank Bodhisattvas on the side all looked unprecedentedly dignified.

The sense of consciousness connected with the Dharma makes them double feel the pressure of the thousand-foot Dharma.

Kong Min didn't understand why he was clearly a fifth-grade vajra, so he could condense the Bodhisattva's Dharma form by speaking out the Dharma, and the Dharma form was so tall and so big compared to Amitabha Buddha!The boy Yishan said that he can only deal with the same level of magic, and the technique he explained is simply cheating!

"Amitabha! Since that's the case, let's ask the teacher and brother about the Dharma together."

As soon as the voice fell, the five dharma figures surrounded each other, and made a series of dharma seals on the thousand-foot dharma. The rumbling sound was like thunder, and the sky became dark and chaotic.

He released his hands and clasped his hands:

"Thousands of feet of Dharma can swallow the sky."

Immediately, Faxiang took a horse stance, put his hips on his hips and opened his mouth, swallowed all kinds of magic seals and spells, and hiccupped under the surprised eyes of everyone.

Lying on the rocking chair, Kong Kong opened one eye for a glance, and then quickly closed his head. Every time he saw the explanation of the fight, he would feel that kind of thing, that word... oh, yes, ruin the three views.

When Buddhist monks fight, they don't show any respect at all.

Shi smiled slightly, and said calmly:

"It can kill gods and Buddhas."

As soon as the voice fell, thunder and thunder appeared in the sky, and the sound of rumbling continued, as if it was about to reopen the world. The thousand-foot Dharma figure roared, grabbed the silver thunder, and slashed it at the five Dharma figures like a long knife. .

The five people in the ordinary small courtyard immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Fix the formation! Use the magic weapon! You must first suppress the buddhist kingdom of senior brother!"

Kong Min, who suddenly figured out something, drank to the other four.

Yes, although Kong Kong who was lying underneath did not make a move, the entire Bodhi Courtyard is his Buddhist kingdom, where he is the leader and can give Shi Shi the greatest convenience.

Kong Kong glanced at Kong Min and the others, turned over and continued to sleep. It has nothing to do with my Buddhist country. I can only promise not to let you destroy Shengjing Temple.

After thinking about it, he still said to Shi Xie who was sitting cross-legged in front of him:
"Don't break the outside, take it easy on the family property accumulated over thousands of years."

Shi Shi curled his lips, stood up and said seriously:

"Amitabha! Is it right to form a formation? I will give you time, and I will ask you Bodhisattvas to take a good look at it today, the power of the fifth-grade vajra!"

……

Lei Bao, who entered Shengjing City, smelled the incense and went straight to Shengjing Temple. He went straight to the largest temple to pee, but stopped after a few steps, sniffing, why does this temple smell so bloody? Heavy? !
At this moment, there are still countless figures on Huairong Mountain carrying buckets to wash down the steps, and most of them are wiping their tears while cleaning.

The corpses all over the mountain have been sent to the pagoda to queue for cremation. The third and outer floors of the pagoda are full of big bald heads knocking on wooden fish and reciting sutras.

And most of the people cleaning here are Buddhist disciples who have no cultivation level. When they think of the tragic situation on the mountain before, even if they can't believe that it was done by a good uncle, everyone is filled with grief, indignation and fear.

Now while cleaning, thinking of the loss of my former senior brother, I couldn't help crying. One monk couldn't help crying, and the other monks began to sob one by one as if they were being drawn.

Lei Bao stood at the foot of the mountain, staring blankly at the bloody aura rushing down the mountain steps like a red spring.

There was a hint of familiarity in it, which made it froze for a long time.

When its teacup dog-sized figure appeared at the foot of the mountain, it did not attract the attention of the monks who came and went.

A loud voice suddenly rang in Lei Bao's ears, causing Lei Bao's scales to tighten up in shock.

"It's the breath of my blood! You are my first son! Huh? Why is it a daughter? Useless little thing, hurry up and see me as a father!"

Note ①: From the "Diamond Sutra"

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