Chapter 228 Sanmao Dharma Under the Fengdu Dharma Eye, Jiang Lin saw a lot of things. Those monks wearing monk robes and having big shiny bald heads use the true Buddhist methods and follow the Buddhist Yuan Qi. They are indeed serious monks. But the problem is that, deep down, these monks carry the pure and blessed energy from heaven. This kind of pure and blessed Qi is different from that of ordinary immortals. It is thin and rare, but it exists firmly. Even if one practices Buddhism and is covered with the Qi of Buddhist merits, it can still be preserved strongly. Jiang Lin has dealt with celestial beings more than once or twice, and he can recognize the characteristics of celestial beings at a glance. Since celestial beings are born in heaven, they naturally carry the pure and blessed Qi from heaven. This is why it is easier and smoother for celestial beings to move into heaven. Because in a sense, the fundamental reason why the heaven is transcendent is because of the existence of the Heavenly Palace. There is only one explanation for the lingering pure and peaceful energy in these monks. These people are all descendants of celestial beings, but because their pure and blessed Qi is too thin, they must be descendants of celestial beings on earth. And under what circumstances can the celestial beings leave descendants on earth? There is only one possibility.
The immortals and gods who were born in heaven were stripped of their immortal status, deposed from the heavenly court, and banished to the human world. Although they have lost the blessings of their status from heaven, celestial beings are still celestial beings, and their descendants left on earth will also carry with them the unique pure and blessed energy that comes from their roots. But generally speaking, the descendants of such exiled immortals should also practice Taoism. The Heavenly Court does not tolerate the descendants of sinners, nor is there any saying that the descendants of sinners cannot practice cultivation, or in other words, there is no such middle value at all. Either you will die and disappear, or the guilt for your crime will end the moment you are banished to the human world, and it will not interfere with your descendants at all. The descendants of celestial beings who possess pure and blessed Qi, although they follow the human path, but if they practice Taoism, they still have the blessing from the celestial bloodline. I dare not say that I can achieve twice the result with half the effort, but it is definitely smoother than the progress of ordinary human practitioners. But if you practice Buddhism, this blessing will be gone. After all, the Heavenly Court has a closer relationship with Taoism. "Brother Dao, what's going on with these people?" Miaoqing looked at the monk who was fighting for his life with the evil cultivators, and the three great seals in his hands were ready to move. This girl's idea is very simple. No matter where he comes from, as long as you kill the evil cultivator, I will help you no matter what. "Go ahead and kill him first." On this point, Jiang Lin's idea was the same as Miao Qing's. No matter what, these descendants of banished immortals who practice Buddhism are at least not evil. "Edict!" Miao Qing was waiting for Jiang Lin to say this. As soon as Jiang Lin finished speaking, she rushed down. The three great seals dispersed, carrying abundant positive energy, and suddenly formed a three-talent array. 'Om! '
The positive energy of the Three Emperors was stimulated, and the evil cultivator, who had originally had the upper hand, was caught off guard by the sudden intrusion of this new force. The monks were stunned for a moment, and although they quickly began to cooperate with Miaoqing, Jiang Lin found something wrong. These monks obviously recognized Miaoqing's method, but in addition to surprise and unexpectedness, there were also some complicated meanings in their expressions. But that's about it. Jiang Lin ignored the battlefield. The evil cultivators in this oasis were weaker than those in Putuo Temple. Even if Miaoqing was the only one, he could deal with them with a little more effort, not to mention that there were more than a dozen monks helping out. So after just paying attention to the battlefield for a while, Jiang Lin moved and landed directly in the evil cultivator's temple. This place of practice is called "Three Dharma View". The three Dharmas are impermanence of all phenomena, no-self in all dharmas, and nirvana and tranquility. You can tell at first glance that it is a pure Buddhist style, but it is also the word "guan" used exclusively by Taoism, which is as weird as ever. After entering the Sanfa Temple, Jiang Lin went straight to the main hall. Here, he felt a Qi movement, which seemed to be awakening. Jiang Lin walked straight into the main hall, which was almost identical to the one in Putuo Temple. Apart from the statues of immortals and Buddhas on both sides, on the shrine in the middle was the familiar golden statue of Sanmao Zhenjun. The same gold casting, the same wooden three-hand seal on the neck. In front of the statue of Sanmao Zhenjun, kneeling on a cushion was an evil cultivator wearing a Taoist robe and with six scars from his religious rituals on his head. This evil man is practicing magic, praying devoutly, and communicating with the True Lord Sanmao. Behind him, there were seven evil cultivators dressed in the same manner, each taking his place, arranging the formation, using their bodies as altars, and bestowing their mental powers on the evil cultivator in the main position. Jiang Lin looked at them curiously, took a step forward, and walked into the formation of these evil cultivators, his hem even brushing against the side of one of them. However, none of these evil cultivators could discover Jiang Lin. Walking behind the evil cultivator who was sitting cross-legged in the main seat, Jiang Lin's black and white eyes opened and closed, and the Fengdu Dharma Eye opened. He saw seven strands of mental power spreading from the seven evil cultivators behind him and blessing the main evil cultivator. Then, with the addition of the main evil cultivator's mental power, a total of eight mental powers merged into one to communicate with True Lord Sanmao. Jiang Lin did not rashly send out his spiritual sense. This True Lord Sanmao was a bit evil, so it was better to be cautious. 'Om...' So, Jiang Lin flicked the hem of his Taoist robe, and Feng Lixiao, who was attached to the hem, extended a demonic aura, which intervened in the mental communication between the evil cultivator and True Lord Sanmao. At the same time, the information that Feng Lixiao "eavesdropped" on was also perceived by Jiang Lin's soul due to the cause and effect relationship between him and Jiang Lin. "The demon has invaded my treasure temple. I pray that the True Lord will descend and help us to clear out the demon." When Jiang Lin heard this, his expression suddenly became a little strange. It turns out that the monsters that Pucheng of Putuo Temple talked about are the descendants of the celestial beings who practiced Buddhism? This is somewhat contrary to Tiangang. No matter what, he is still a serious and righteous cultivator, who is countless times better than you evil cultivators.
and…… Jiang Lin looked at these evil cultivators in front of him. Basically, they all had a certain level of Taoism, especially the evil cultivator sitting in the main seat. If you talk about it, his strength is as good as that of a Taoist master. The other few also have considerable skills. What's more, those evil cultivators outside alone are enough to firmly suppress the descendants of the celestial beings who practice Buddhism. Why do these evil cultivators still want to ask True Lord Sanmao to descend? If we say that it was because of Miaoqing's intervention, it doesn't make sense. The ritual had obviously been going on for a while, and Miaoqing just started. Either these evil cultivators are seeking safety, or the two sides have been fighting for a long time and know each other well, and those descendants of celestial beings who practice Buddhism are still hiding something and have not taken it out, and these evil cultivators are making preparations to target them for a backup. Besides this, there is another possibility... "The flesh, blood and soul of the demon, we all serve the True Lord." Hearing this, Jiang Lin raised his eyebrows. As expected, these evil cultivators have used the flesh and blood of mortals to refine pills and weapons, so how could they let go of such excellent "magic materials" as cultivators? It's not that the evil cultivators are seeking safety, nor is it that the monks have a backup plan, but that these evil cultivators want to use those monks to please True Lord Sanmao. No wonder, although the evil cultivators fighting outside were firmly suppressing the monks, they did not kill them, while those monks fought desperately one by one without much pressure. I'm afraid those monks have experienced this kind of "sacrifice" many times, so they want to end it quickly. But it was obvious that the monks were still a little weaker than these evil cultivators. Jiang Lin thought to himself and did not stop these evil cultivators from continuing to communicate with Master Sanmao. Time passed little by little. About another stick of incense passed... 'Om! ' The golden body of True Lord Sanmao suddenly vibrated and hummed. The evil cultivator who was sitting at the main seat also opened his eyes, looking excited. He no longer used his thoughts to communicate, but directly shouted enthusiastically: "Please come down, True Lord..." 'Zheng! ' Before he could finish his words, he heard the sound of a sword. The main evil cultivator looked dazed, his view spinning wildly and looking down, and then he saw a flash of red sword light slowly dissipating, and a headless body sitting upright. Is that my body? The last thought of the main evil cultivator flashed through his mind. Jiang Lin was holding the Zhenwu sword and standing in the formation. He was surrounded by eight headless bodies and eight heads rolling on the ground. Since these evil cultivators have already done what Jiang Lin wanted them to do, keeping them alive for even a moment longer would be an insult to Jiang Lin. After beheading the eight evil cultivators here, Jiang Lin looked at the golden body of Sanmao Zhenjun that was buzzing and vibrating. ‘Buzz! ! ’
The golden body was still vibrating, and the body made of gold began to move. Thanks to the excellent ductility of gold, the golden body moved very conveniently. Jiang Lin's eyes opened and closed, but it was not the Fengdu Dharma Eye that opened. Instead, a ray of purple-gold light flashed, and both of his eyes turned purple-gold. This is not the Fengdu Dharma Eye, but the Ziwei Dharma Eye! For the first time, Jiang Lin used the magical powers from Ziwei Fa. Then, the pair of eyes filled with purple-gold divine light, with light bands extending from the corners of the eyes, fell on the moving statue of Sanmao Zhenjun. In an instant, the statue froze suddenly as if struck by lightning. But in Jiang Lin's eyes, he saw a strange scene. A shadow between illusion and reality was slowly falling down, trying to merge with the golden body. But now, only half of it was integrated and it was captured by Jiang Lin's Purple Star Dharma Eye. This shadow is not the same as the golden body image of Master Sanmao, but there are some differences. The body is the same, but on the top of the head there are no longer three palms, but a face, a face divided into two halves. This may sound a little vague, but there seems to be a line in the middle of the face, dividing it into two distinct sides. On the left is half of a compassionate Buddha face, with a wide nose, narrow eyes, a large forehead and thick ears. If it were a complete face, it would be the most common image of Buddha in the world, compassionate and generous. But now there is only half a face, which looks a little weird. On the right, there is half of a Rakshasa face, with a red face, fangs, horizontal lines on the forehead, a big mouth, pointed eyes, and an extremely ferocious look. But the half-Rakshasa face, which should be ferocious and unscrupulous, always gives people a sense of humility as if it is suffering great pain. And on the line between the two halves of the face, there is a dark green eyeball with a pale pupil. All the things put together seem so inexplicable. In short, it is weird, strange and eerie to the extreme. Is this the true face of Master Sanmao? Jiang Lin looked at it carefully, paying special attention to the eye that was so conspicuous with a green background and a white center. This seems to be the core of the Dharma image of True Lord Sanmao? 'Om...' It sounds slow, but in reality, Jiang Lin only stared at Master Sanmao for a split second. The next moment, the image of True Lord Sanmao seemed to sense something, and with a buzzing sound, the sticky gray qi dissipated and was about to leave the golden body. He didn't want to meet Jiang Lin face to face. To be precise, he didn't want to face Jiang Lin in this distracted form. Because if Master Sanmao was in this state, he would have no chance of winning against Jiang Lin. "Northern Dipper's command." Of course, Jiang Lin would not just watch this evil thing leave so smoothly.
Immediately, he cast a spell. It is not the commonly used black law, but the other half of the Ziwei Law that Jiang Lin is practicing now, that is, the Big Dipper Nine Stars Law! "Broken army, town." In Jiang Lin's eyes, purple-gold divine light surged. As the imperial edict came down, it naturally attracted the power of the Pojun Star among the nine stars of the Big Dipper. 'boom! ’ Like a falling meteor, a ray of starlight descended from the sky and suddenly turned into a huge star, suppressing the top of the Dharma image of Sanmao Zhenjun! The Dharma image of True Lord Sanmao immediately raised his hand to resist, and strange and sticky gray qi dissipated in all directions. However, despite this, the star with the power to break the army was still slowly and unshakably suppressing it. And this Dharma image of True Lord Sanmao couldn't help but merge with the golden body again. It was not His voluntary integration, but He had no choice because He was oppressed. If after the fusion, the thought is completely put down, maybe there is still a chance to fight. If you resist it head-on, not only will you not be able to escape, but this thought will be suppressed to the point of collapse immediately. And this is also Jiang Lin’s purpose. If you come, you stay. It’s not that easy to leave. 'Om...' Accompanied by a dull roar, the Dharma image of Sanmao Zhenjun reluctantly merged completely with the golden body. At the same time, the three wooden hands on the top of the golden body also disappeared, turning into a half-face of Buddha Rakshasa that was between illusion and reality. Jiang Lin watched with great interest. After the Dharma image and golden body of True Lord Sanmao were completely integrated, the aura and power that burst out was no longer at the level of mortal cultivators, but had already crossed the threshold of the fairyland. Theoretically speaking, he and Jiang Lin are at the same level. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be a tough fight between two evenly matched people. After all, in many cases, realm represents the approximate combat power of a cultivator. but…… Jiang Lin scratched his chin. He always felt that killing this thing was not much more difficult than killing a chicken or duck. This is not Jiang Lin's arrogance, but the information he obtained from the Ziwei Dharma Eye. At this moment, after Jiang Lin had forged a flawless immortal foundation, united the Black Law and the Big Dipper, and transformed the fundamental law into the Purple Star Law, his combat power was obviously no longer able to be measured by a simple realm. With this thought in mind, Jiang Lin naturally would not delay. "God's command." "Zhenwu's command." (End of this chapter)