Chapter 248 Martial Arts Sword Pavilion Buddha Intervention
Wang Lin's move also revealed his position to Buddhism, while Taoism, who was watching silently from the side, was happy to see the results. Then Wang Lin returned to his mansion in the Nine Heavens Palace. The Jade Emperor ordered himself to be in seclusion for five hundred years, which was a disguised form of protection. It seemed that the Jade Emperor turned a blind eye to this matter. Wang Lin has already given instructions to his disciples on other matters, and what happens next can only depend on their own destiny. ………… The riot in the Heavenly Palace has come to an end, and Wang Lin has gained part of his Buddhist luck. This is why Tathagata is angry. Dongsheng Shenzhou and Jiange. This is the sect founded by one of Wang Lin's disciples, and it is where sword cultivators from all over the world gather. Sword Immortal Mu Qi got his name because he carried a wooden sword with him, and this is how he got his surname. "Sect Master, for some reason there have been fewer sword cultivators coming to be apprentices recently?" Hearing this, he was immediately puzzled. There must be something fishy when something was abnormal.
"Hahaha, interesting, that sword pavilion is not here?" Mu Qi was also a little happy when he heard this. This Senior Bai was a hidden swordsman he met outside a few years ago. The two had similar aspirations, and they often discussed Taoism together. Many people have come here over the past few hundred years, but in the past two years there have been far fewer people. "This time Baizhu comes here and needs to ask for advice." You must know that although they are in the Sword Pavilion, their entry into sword cultivation is all about martial arts. The way of swordsmanship is different from others, and it is different from the Confucianism, Taoism and weapon refining methods of the juniors. "It's a really good wine! But I'm too rich, so I've lost my success." ………… "Sect Master, Senior Bai sent a message saying that he will arrive today." "Then you are going to the wrong place. The sword pavilion is in the west!" "Master descended from the sacred mountain a few days ago, and the fate of martial arts in the world was stabilized. Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case?" "That's right. Look, there are poor mountains and rivers ahead. Where can the famous sect come from?" At the foot of the mountain, a middle-aged swordsman was heading up the mountain holding a wine gourd. Upon hearing this, the middle-aged swordsman suddenly laughed loudly and shouted that it was interesting. When one of them saw this, he quickly asked:
"Your Excellency, are you going to Jiange?" When the swordsman took a look, he found that in the distance there were only patches of barren mountains and green woods, with towering trees standing majestically and with dense branches and leaves. This wine was bought from the most prosperous restaurant in the city, and it was considered a rare fine wine. "Exactly." The swordsman glanced at the two men and took a big sip of wine. "You two, what is going on?"
There are densely packed venomous snakes and beasts hidden in the gloomy woods. On this rugged mountain road, pedestrians are staggering and wary. While he was tasting, two strangers suddenly walked out from the road and stopped in front of the swordsman. The rocks are scattered at random, and you can walk on the mountain road that disappears and appears. The rocks have been carved with deep lines due to weathering. Some of them look like glaring dragons, and some look like ghost faces in battle. Wherever there seemed to be a sect, the swordsman looked at the two people again, but shook his head and continued towards the mountain. "Didn't we say that the front is desolate, why are we still moving forward?" The middle-aged swordsman ignored the two of them. "You two, just lie to ordinary people. Forget it to lie to me, Mr. Bai." "I wonder how Buddhists can manage this place?" The two of them were shocked when they heard this. This person actually saw their identities!
Seeing this, the two of them did not continue, and transformed into their original bodies, which turned out to be two Buddhist disciples. "Since you know about us, let's go!" The two Buddhas did not stop him and allowed him to go up the mountain. The middle-aged swordsman made a stroke with one hand and saw a sword energy shooting out, breaking the illusion in front of him. ………… After entering the sword pavilion, Bai Shu heard Mu Qi's voice. "Senior Bai, you are fine..." "Haha, your sword pavilion is so hard to find, and there are Buddhas at the foot of the mountain to greet you." "Hmph, it is indeed the Buddhists who are looking for trouble! Let me go and teach you a lesson!" Mu Qi looked angry, this Buddhist actually extended his hand to him! Then he looked at Bai Shu who was watching the show and apologized quickly:
"Senior Bai, please allow me to go and teach those ungrateful people a lesson!" Then Mu Qi transformed into sword light and disappeared in front of Bai Shu in the blink of an eye. When Bai Shu saw this, he took out his snoring cup and started drinking by himself. Besides, the Buddhist disciple is resting at the foot of the mountain. "Senior brother, if we block the road here, we won't arouse Jiange's hatred." "What are you afraid of? We have Buddha behind us!" "Too." After resting for a while, the two were about to stand up. At this time, a sword light fell in front of the two of them, and they immediately retreated. "You are so brave to bully my sword pavilion!" Mu Qi's voice came, and the two of them immediately stood up and wanted to escape. They saw him raising the wooden sword in his hand and slashing towards the two of them. In an instant, the sword light was like a shadow, surrounding the two people. Seeing that they had no escape, they quickly sacrificed something, a vajra alms bowl. The alms bowl grew in the wind and soon wrapped the two of them, but the sword energy bombarding it was completely useless. "Huh, relying on a golden bowl is like stopping me?" "Even if Nanhai Guanshiyin comes here, I will kill you!"
After he finished speaking, he saw him offering his wooden sword, and a nine-leaf sword grass appeared behind him. The sword leaves were towering into the sky, and each sword leaf transformed into a sword world. At the same time, a golden body of martial arts appeared behind him, holding the Nine-leaf Sword Grass in his hand. Then the wooden sword leaves turned into sword grass and headed towards the golden bowl. This wooden sword contains the sword energy that Wang Lin personally integrated into it. It can kill gods, gods and Buddhas. boom! ! !
There was only a loud noise, and the golden bowl broke into pieces, and the two Buddhas inside were instantly seriously injured. puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, with some golden Buddha light in it. He was obviously an orthodox Buddhist practitioner. Just when he was about to continue taking action, he felt a crisis coming from behind him and quickly avoided it. "Amitabha!" A golden Buddha appeared in the sky, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere. With a single blow, the mountains were moved and the rivers were stopped. "You Buddha, I am teaching you a Buddhist disciple, and you are here to save face?" Mu Qi looked sarcastic, but the wooden sword in his hand did not stop. "Amitabha, in the past the Martial Master cut off my luck in Buddhism, but now it is just a small punishment but a big warning!" "Hmph! Good, good!" "Today is a fight to the death!" Then he flew into the sky to fight with him. The sword light and the Buddha light intersected, making the sky and the earth dark. The fight between the two naturally alarmed Bai Shu on the mountain, and he also watched the fight between the two. "The Buddha of Buddhism still has some means, but the road to martial arts is never ending." While speaking, Bai Shu stood up, stretched, and walked out of the hall. "Hey! That Bodhisattva who is watching the show, why don't you come out and have a fight with me!" (End of this chapter)