Kunlun has a sword

Chapter 543 Ring the Bell
Suddenly, a high mountain rose in front of Wang Qing.

A huge coercion swept over Wang Qing.

Before Wang Qing could take a closer look, the mountain suddenly drew closer, and Wang Qing stood outside a magnificent temple.

Wang Qing looked up and smiled slightly, Leiyin Temple?Could it be Lingshan?

This old monk's domain is really rude.

Even if the crossing method doesn't use domain, Wang Qing plans to use it.

Through the fight just now, Wang Qing basically had a clear understanding of his own strength.

Due to the upper limit of the seven souls, even if Wang Qing's body has not been trained to the limit, although there is a gap, it is not enough to form an overwhelming gap.

Although the swordsmanship has made great progress, it is still a little less smooth than the accumulation of hundreds of years by the old monk.

There is a gap, but the conventional means are basically no longer unable to fight back.The aura environment and the upper limit of the seven souls are destined to reach a certain level, and it will be difficult for top masters to tell the winner at the material level.

What really determines strength or weakness is the spiritual world.

That is the power with almost no upper limit.

However, do players still have a chance with the spiritual cultivation that NPCs have accumulated for hundreds of years?

In Wang Qing's eyes, the gate of Leiyin Temple suddenly opened, and in the middle of the Mahavira Hall, Eight Bodhisattvas, Four Vajras, Five Hundred Arhats, Three Thousand Jiedi, Eleven Great Yaos, and Eighteen Jialans stood on both sides.The scriptures are lingering, and the Buddha sings and hums.

In the center, a stalwart Buddha sits cross-legged on a lotus platform.

Countless scriptures turned into circles of Buddha's light, spinning behind the head of the Buddha.

Looking at that face again, it was indeed Dufa.

In this regard, Wang Qing didn't find it strange at all. He had already seen the artistic conception of that Shaolin Gaotu Huiye in the last battle of the Golden Summit.I know that this group of Shaolin Zen Buddhism has long deviated from the Buddhism transferred from Tianzhu, and it is a brand-new product that is thoroughly integrated with local culture.

When you see your nature clearly, what you cultivate is no longer those muddy tires, but the Zen nature in your heart.It is normal to regard oneself as a Buddha.

The Great Buddha of Dufa slowly opened his deep eyes, and his mouth opened slightly.

A sound that resounded through heaven and earth echoed throughout the space.

"Do you take refuge?"

Boundless coercion squeezed Wang Qing from all directions.That voice even penetrated directly into Wang Qing's consciousness, and kept echoing in Wang Qing's heart.

Under oppression, a gossip under Wang Qing's feet naturally formed and flowed continuously.If you look carefully, each line of the gossip is no longer pure energy filling, but a subtle sword energy flying.

Gossip shared most of the pressure, Wang Qing finally raised his head with difficulty, and smiled heartily at the Buddha.

"Refuge? I'm a disciple of Sanqing, have you asked my boss?"

As soon as the voice fell, the gossip quickly collapsed under the feet, Sixiang, Liangyi, Wuji.

Together with Wang Qing himself, it collapsed into a point where nothing seemed to exist.

A look of astonishment appeared on the face of the Buddha, and Dufa could no longer catch Wang Qing's trace in his own domain.

That point is in the eyes, but its existence is completely uncertain.

Although the situation is weird, the old monk has read the scriptures all over the world and has gained a lot of insight.

"Wuji? The little Taoist has a big heart."

A chuckle echoed in the space.

"Old monk, in terms of accumulation, I can't catch up with you old guys. But, in terms of heart, have you ever seen what is the real world?"

The singularity exploded, and the violent surge of energy instantly tore Lingshan apart.

Lingshan, Leiyin Temple, many arhats and Bodhisattvas were all torn into dust.Only Dufa sits firmly on the lotus platform, the Buddha's light surges, and ten thousand dharmas do not invade.

A faint voice sounded everywhere.

"Playing in the mountains? Please come and sit on my mountain."

The air of chaos gathered together to form a big Gen hexagram, and a huge mountain rose from the ground.

The majestic Kunlun Mountains and the leisurely Yuxu Palace.

Standing in front of Yuxu Palace, Wang Qing looked at the Dufa Buddha who had been crushed down to the size of an ordinary person.

With a wave of his hand, a simple golden bell stood beside him.

"Also ask the Zen master to listen to my set of bells."

In addition to inheritance, the Twelve Upper Courts of Kunlun have their own responsibilities. Some study classics, some study foreign martial arts, some refine weapons, some make talismans, some are in charge of discipline internally, and some are in charge of intelligence externally. Each performs its duties and has been passed down orderly for thousands of years.

The duty of Kongtong Upper Court is like a joke at first glance, ring the bell.

But it was such a seemingly joke job, Wang Qing was not qualified to intervene.

When Master Daoshi was on the mountain, he would never ring the bell.After Daoshi went down the mountain, the job was handed over to his younger brother, the second in command of the Kongtong Upper Court.

Although Wang Qing was not qualified to ring the bell, he learned a set of complicated bell-ringing etiquette early on when he was getting started.

Jiutian responded to the sound of Yuan thunder and universalized Tianzun.

One word after another, one word at a time, ten bells rang, and Wang Qing also completely read the taboo of the gods.

As Wang Qing's voice spread throughout the space along with the sound of the bell, the thunder and lightning that filled the sky and the earth raged throughout the space.

In Thunderbolt, a deity gradually consists of Thunderbolt.

Wang Qing looked at Dufa and said sarcastically.

"My boss is here, give me another word of conversion and try."

Dufa calmly looked at the gradually clear god, and smiled lightly.

"All the gods and Buddhas in the sky are born from the heart, I am my Buddha, and you are your god."

After speaking, stretch out your right hand.

A buddhist kingdom gradually unfolded, pushing away the thunder and lightning, facing Kunlun in Wang Qing's thunder and lightning, evenly divided.

Wang Qing smiled coldly.

"Finally show your true skills. Lingshan? It's funny. At our level, who is not determined and wants me to convert, and the old guy is not afraid of Fengda's tongue."

"That's right, it's the old monk's fault that he was greedy. However, the world is so chaotic, and the way of almsgiving is even more the source of chaos, which is not tolerated by heaven and earth."

Wang Qing snorted coldly.

"none of your business!"

With both hands clasped, the thunder statue of the god in the air made the same movement, and all the thunder swallows gathered the hands of the god like returning to their nest.A sword composed of thunder and lightning took shape, and the name of the sword was Broken Star.

prick!
Du Fa put his hands together and chanted Amitabha in secret.

In the Buddha's country, countless believers recite scriptures together, and countless Buddha lights bloom.

Infinite light, immeasurable life, the boat of the sea of ​​suffering, irreversible in ten thousand calamities, inviolable by ten thousand dharmas.

Dufa quietly watched the stabbing sword, unmoved.The immeasurable Vajra Buddha Kingdom is powerless and unbreakable. Although Wang Qing's domain looks exaggerated, in the eyes of Du Fa, it is just a toddler who has just stepped into the domain.

Let's fight. If you are tired and exhausted, capture it and press it into the Dharma Cave Chiguo Heavenly King Hall.Don't think that you can be so arrogant just because you are the son of heaven.There are many secrets in the world that you don't understand.

The thunder sword pierced the Buddha Kingdom, but was blocked by a layer of tough Buddha light.

Lei Jian was blocked, but Wang Qing was not depressed at all, his eyes lit up.

Waiting for this moment.

break!
Following Wang Qing's roar, an invisible force merged into Lei Jian.

The hot knife pierced the butter, and Lei Jian seemed to suddenly lose its barrier, and easily pierced through the Buddha Kingdom in Dufa's astonished eyes.

"Famous sword, so it is."

The old monk had amazing insight and instantly understood the reason.

But it's too late to understand.

After the broken stars pierced through the Buddha country, they suddenly scattered and turned into purple thunder that ravaged the Buddha country.

After all, the old monk has a deep foundation, and the Buddha's light flourished, gradually pushing those purple thunders out of the Buddhist kingdom.

Wang Qing shook his head regretfully, there was no chance.These old guys have accumulated too much, if they can't catch him off guard, the chances are slim.

But the goal has been achieved, and it is not a waste of time.

Taking advantage of the damage to the old monk's Buddhist kingdom, he tried his best to make up for it.As soon as Wang Qing took control of the domain, he summoned Xiao Wu and soared into the sky.

A word floated faintly in the air.

"Immortal, save your head first, and Daoist will come to pick it up next time."

On the ground, countless shiny bald heads frantically flocked to the scripture storage pavilion.

Before the fire in the Sutra Pavilion spread, Wang Qing took a look in the air, turned his head and left regretfully.

The two seem to be fighting fiercely, but the time in their consciousness is different from the outside world.The whole process took only ten seconds, after all, it was the hinterland of Shaolin, so Wang Qing didn't dare to stay for a long time.

(End of this chapter)