How can the beauty of Sansheng Lian dominate the world

Chapter 159

Hanyue Xueche had never drunk this kind of fairy wine, but it felt fresh at the moment.After drinking a cup, the speed of the spiritual power in the body suddenly accelerated a lot, and he couldn't help but feel agitated.Ordinary mortal things cannot have such effects, and Xuan Chenbi is really unpredictable.He, is he really just the young master of Phoenix Palace?
Shui Luoxia became more energetic, looked at this rare piece of pure land, and praised, "Wow! This place is really nice, Xiaoyueyue, you are a real thief!"

Han Yuexueche's face stiffened for a while, obviously quite speechless for this title.He said flatly, "This is where I stayed."

Shui Luoxia opened her eyes wide, and glanced at a huge ice stone next to her that was engraved with three large characters: "The Judgment Office!"

"Um, then why are you running to stand on the branches with us every day when you have nothing to do?" Shui Luoxia gave him an angry look.

Hanyue Xueche pulled a rattan chair, and said confidently: "Who stipulated that the adjudicator cannot stand on a tree branch? I choose, I like it."

"Boom!"

An ancient bell rang, and Hanyue Xueche stepped onto the frozen high platform.The purple clothes are chic, even if he doesn't say a word, he can't hide the brilliance of his whole body.The silver thread is like snow, the eyes are like water, neither arrogant nor impetuous, and she smiles faintly.When people look at it, they have the feeling of wanting to get close to him.

Thousands of people were silent in the martial field of the Snow Festival, staring at Hanyue Xueche on the frozen high platform. This scene seemed quite strange, but it was so reasonable.

"Under the Hanyue Xueche, the arbiter of the Cangling. In the final of today's martial arts competition, ten contestants will draw lots to select their opponents. The five winners will fight in a melee. Whoever can fight to the end will be the final winner!"

The clear and bright voice slowly filled every place in the entire Snow Festival Martial Arts Field.

Each of the ten people drew a jade stick from the jade pot. The word Cangling Dark Pavilion was engraved on the back of each jade stick, and a nine-story pagoda was on the front.This is not only a jade lottery, but also a passport to enter the Cangling Dark Pavilion.

When they got the jade sticks, the originally ordinary jade sticks absorbed their soul breath and shone with dazzling light.Dan red, sky blue, dark blue, lotus purple, dark yellow, the five-color halo shrouded the jade stick.

"Jade lottery sticks of the same color are rivals, starting now."

In the first match, Ying Luofan, the king of the underworld, fought against Fozong Kongran.

Ying Luofan's white shirt fluttered, and she stepped onto the frozen high platform, her whole body seemed to be the brightest star in the dark night, shining with a brilliant light that could not be ignored.With a handsome and gentle appearance, he can easily captivate all living beings.

"Boom!" Accompanied by a seemingly invisible wooden fish knocking sound, everyone raised their heads at the same time.

I saw a young monk wearing a yellow robe and cassock flying up to the frozen high platform, sitting on a cyan base of twelve lotus flowers.The little monk had a modest attitude, his eyes were closed, his face was fair and his chin was thin.Slowly twirling the beads with one hand, a dark red wooden fish was placed on the cross-legged.

A string of Xingyue Bodhi Buddha beads hangs around the neck, which is a portable magic weapon when chanting Buddha or reciting mantras.

The bodhi seed is not the fruit of the bodhi tree, but a herbaceous plant named Chuangu that is produced near the snow-capped mountains.Chuan Gu widely absorbs the aura of heaven and earth and has super energy.The stem is three or four feet high, the leaves are like millet, and the flowers are red and white, in the shape of spikes.It is firm in summer and autumn, round and white in color, with a hard shell like enamel.

The Xingyue Bodhi Buddhist beads are made up of 54 rosary beads in total, indicating 54 positions in the practice process, including ten beliefs, ten dwellings, ten lines, ten return, ten places and fifty steps, plus four good roots. .Every 27 sub-beads are inlaid with a slightly larger spacer bead.

The beads are even in color, warm, delicate, simple and beautiful.In the middle is a mother-of-pearl with a majestic Buddha image painted inside, and ten smaller disciple beads are strung on the other end of the mother-of-pearl.The number ten represents: giving, precepts, tolerance, diligence, meditation, prajna, convenience, wish, power, and wisdom.

"The poor monk is empty and polite."

Kong Ran's face was peaceful and tolerant, his features were delicate and quiet, and he was not stained with worldly fireworks.A pair of dark brown eyes gave people an extremely compassionate feeling, and it was impossible to tell whether they were angry or happy, annoyed or happy.

The amber sunlight slanted down, outlining his delicate outline with soft lines, with a cinnabar Buddha seal embedded in his forehead.The figure, which looks extraordinarily thin in the wind, is full of righteousness from the outside to the inside, soaked in the mysterious Buddhist fragrance, and also has the light whirling flowers, like the last piece of pure land in the fierce world of mortals.

Fozong Kongji Mountain is the most powerful clan among the three mountains.The accumulation of suffering destroys the Tao, the Dharma-door of the Four Noble Truths.With the purpose of eliminating demons and defending the Tao, self-cultivation and self-cultivation are practiced hard.The body is like a bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror stand.

Buddhist practice requires the six roots to be clean and ascetic to seek the best.Seeing Che's spirituality, ten beliefs are firm.Abandon the six dusts and clear the six consciousnesses.

The ten beliefs are faith, mindfulness, diligence, wisdom, concentration, dharma protection, dedication, guarding, equanimity, and willingness.

The six roots are: eye realm, ear realm, nose realm, tongue realm, body realm, and mind realm.

The six dusts are: sight dust, sound dust, fragrance dust, taste dust, touch dust, and dharma dust.

Six Consciousnesses: Eye Consciousness, Ear Consciousness, Nose Consciousness, Tongue Consciousness, Body Consciousness, Consciousness.

The morning sun penetrates the clouds, the clouds are like neon clothes, and the clouds are like feathers, deriving infinite charm.Gently and slowly, everything in the world is covered with a soft and thin veil.The air is filled with the unique faint fragrance of Buddhist temples, which is refreshing and calming.

The proud winter plums withered in the wind, beautiful and colorful.Withering is real, blooming is only a fleeting past.The blue moss patterns like raindrops on the ice rock exude a faint fragrance.Snow piled up in the plum blossom forest, warm and lonely empty branches, secretly condensed, and the icy frost butterflies flew down one after another, resting on it.

"Let's get started!" Ying Luofan frowned, disliking his breath very much.There is no reason, just a feeling.

"The poor monk offended."

Knocking the wooden fish rhythmically in Kongran, the mind is calm and happy, and the breath is soft and calm.Waves of golden water spread out in an arc shape, blending into a golden dream.The focused and transcendent expression on his face made people in the world envious.

The cold wind swayed slightly, and the heaven and the earth seemed to sing a simple and heavy Buddhist chant, so peaceful and harmonious.Guide the lost souls on the road of life and death reincarnation, save all living beings, and awaken the ignorance of the world.Listening to the leisurely and friendly sound of the wooden fish, a feeling of ecstasy arises spontaneously.Purify all troubles and sorrows, and return to a light and peaceful heart.

"Go!" Ying Luofan jumped up, with a gleam in his eyes.A dark fingering wind rushed away, the surrounding air became cold, and the sound of breaking wind howled.

"Boom!" Kong Ran waved his cassock, and he smiled slightly, his smile was as far away as a red lotus blooming in the water, but it carried the piety of saving all living beings.A swastika was formed in front of her, bumping into Ying Luofan's fingering wind.

(End of this chapter)