Chapter 188: The Sword of Manjusri Rises, the Dragon Crosses the Sea Want to escape? This was the first time that such a thought came to the mind of the Seven Sinners. The word "escape" has never appeared in His dictionary. Because this is simply an insult to Him. He is born from all living beings. Unless all living beings are extinct, who can kill Him? Did He need to escape? Simply ridiculous! At this moment, this is the huge pool of negative emotional energy that has been accumulated in Kyoto for 20 years. It is His absolute home court. Here, unless the Buddha comes to the world, who else can receive Him? escape? Absolutely ridiculous! However, the warning from deep within his heart clearly told him that the sword opposite him was serious enough to threaten his life. His body gave an answer before his consciousness did. "Master Liansheng, let's see whether you can defeat the demons today or I can destroy Buddhism!"
The Seven Sinners did not choose to escape, but instead continued to gather the ubiquitous negative emotional energy to replenish their bodies and increase their strength. Roar! After absorbing the wisdom of the golden river, a dragon was faintly wrapped around the sword body. At this moment, it was gently shaking its tail and letting out a dragon's roar. With just one sound, the layers of negative emotional energy around you are dispersed. Manjusri's sword rises, and the dragon sails across. These words inexplicably came to the mind of the Seven Sinners who were pointed at by the sword. At the same time, fear surged up in his body, fear of the sword in front of him. But soon, the Seven Evil Lords calmed down. This was his home ground. He was the Seven Evil Lords, a creature born from the negative emotions of all living beings. He has so many trump cards, how can this Master Liansheng kill him in one single sword strike? Ha ha…… But when Manjusri's sword rose, swept across the sky, and came with the roar of a dragon. The seven evil lords subconsciously merged into the huge vortex and avoided a head-on conflict. sky. The sky was dark and unclear, surrounded by a huge gray-black vortex. At this moment it is completely cut into two layers, upper and lower. It's like the ink in a water tank, with a piece of glass running through the middle, completely separating the upper and lower layers. Endless light suddenly appeared in the gap. Indistinctly, one can see the solemn and sacred statue of Nagarjuna Bodhisattva appearing in the void, and behind Him, a celestial dragon with an upright posture is circling and flying. Immediately afterwards, countless negative emotional energies began to collapse and dissipate. The dark sky was purified bit by bit, gradually returning from its inky color to its original clear water appearance. The long-lost setting sun appeared, and the colors from the dusk began to fill the entire Kyoto.
All the monsters and demons that were being born or had already been born vanished in an instant at this moment. On the rooftop closest to the sky battlefield, Iori Miyaji and the two monks, Sorayama and Somei, witnessed with their own eyes the sword cutting through the sky. Manjusri's sword rises, and the dragon sails across. That was the sword that was the result of Master Liaojie's nearly one hundred years of practice. Coupled with the great magical power of Master Liansheng, this sword has the power of a hundred years. What can the Seven Sinners use to block it? He cannot be stopped. Therefore, the seven evil lords and the entire vortex of negative emotional energy accumulated for 20 years were cut off by one sword. In the end, all the negative emotional energy that dissipated was absorbed by the statue of Nagarjuna Bodhisattva, completely eliminating the disaster. "Best farewell to Master." The two monks, Kongshan and Kongming, faced the sky, bowed their heads and chanted the Buddha's name. Iori Miyaji also closed his eyes, sighed, and bowed to bid farewell to Master Jie's passing. Although Master Lejie had passed away long before the flying dragon flew up into the sky carrying the statue of Nagarjuna Bodhisattva. But at this moment, it still makes people lament. Inside the beverage shop, Horii Suzune and Koike Chinatsu clearly saw the sky outside gradually returning to normal. The thousands of golden lights leaping out from the clouds looked like sunlight, and even more like Buddha's light. "Sister Lingyin, is everything back to normal?" "Ah." Horii Suzune nodded, put the Vairocana Buddha statue on the table into her bag, took out her mobile phone, swiped the screen, thought for a moment, and put the phone back on the table. "Who saved us?" “It’s the Buddha’s mercy.” "Is it related to Hiramiya Hiratani-san?" The corners of Horii Suzune's mouth curled up into a slight smile, "No, it's related to Master Liansheng." Kiyomizu Temple. A streak of golden light came rushing from the depths of the clouds and finally hovered in front of Pinggong Qianye. The blade of the Sword of Wisdom flickered, and an illusory figure floated out from the sword. It was the last ray of consciousness of the master. Master Liaojie smiled and nodded towards Pinggong Qianye, then floated into the hall, came before the Buddha statues, and bowed down in worship. Under the gaze of Abbot Kongzhi and many other monks of Kiyomizu Temple, Master Liaojie's illusory body gradually turned into a point of light and disappeared. "Namo our teacher Shakyamuni Buddha."
Abbot Kongzhi bowed his head and chanted the Buddha's name. Then, many monks in the hall chanted sutras at the same time to bid farewell to Master Jie. when! when! The ancient bell rings long and melodiously, neither sad nor happy. The Buddhist chanting, along with the sound of the bell, echoed throughout the entire Kiyomizu Temple. "Master Liansheng, let me take you down to rest." At the entrance of the hall, Iori Fubuki, who was standing next to Hiramiya Chiye, kept his eyes on Master Liansheng next to him. Although there were no words, there was no sign of fatigue on his face. But she knew how much mental and magical energy it took to control the Sword of Wisdom from such a long distance. Master Liansheng, who had successfully subdued the devil, must have been very tired, but he did not want to show it in front of everyone, so he forced himself to hold on to his weak body. It is like the most solid wall of scriptures, blocking everyone in front. "Need not." Pinggong Qianye shook his head and refused, putting the Manjusri sword into the sword case. Although this sword was once named the Sword of Wisdom, he felt that the name Manjusri Sword was more suitable for it. It also prefers this name. "Master Liansheng, this disaster is over. You can have a good rest now." "Need not." Despite Iori Fubuki's well-intentioned reminder, Hiramiya Chiya still refused. "The exhaustion of mind and mana is not a trivial matter, so it's better not to force it." "Wang Wang!" Inugami also echoed Iori Fubuki's words. "..." Pinggong Qianye was silent for a while, but still shook his head and refused, "I really don't feel tired, nor am I forcing myself, let alone overdrawing my mind and magic power." "I know, I understand, but I still think you should go down and rest for a while." "I think you must have misunderstood something. I'm not feeling unwell right now." "..." This time it was Iori Fubuki and Inugami's turn to remain silent. How embarrassing. Pinggong Qianye glanced at the man and the dog without explaining anything. He reached out and touched the Manjusri sword lying in the sword case. Although the battle just now was troublesome and intense, he only needed to act as a power bank most of the time and use his great magic power to charge the Manjusri Sword. As for killing enemies, the Manjusri Sword is often held in the hands of eminent monks to slay demons and monsters. They are particularly sensitive to the aura of alien beings like the Seven Sin Lords. The more powerful the aura, the easier it is to be locked onto by it, which is equivalent to having a simple enemy-locking function.
He also wanted to control his sword with a thought and kill the enemy thousands of miles away... but it was difficult to do so accurately. Only with the last sword strike, under the protection of Master Lu, did he truly wield the sword to make a powerful move. Seven evil lords were killed with one sword. One sword broke the huge vortex formed by the negative emotional energy. Unfortunately, the statue of Nagarjuna Bodhisattva that had been enshrined in Kiyomizu Temple for many years can never be brought back. After it absorbed a large amount of dissipated negative emotional energy, the Buddha statue began to disintegrate, and eventually, like Master Liaojie, it scattered between heaven and earth. This is an inevitable result. This was the fate that was destined when Master Liaojie left Kiyomizu Temple carrying the statue of Nagarjuna Bodhisattva. After a while, Iori Fubuki asked softly, "Is the Seven Sinners dead?" "He is difficult to destroy." Pinggong Qianye frowned slightly. The sword just now did kill the Seven Sin Lords, but He was created by the negative emotions of all living beings. After a period of recovery, His clone can be reborn. It is difficult to kill, not easy to kill, and impossible to kill. This was the fundamental reason why Master Luanjie and his men chose to compromise when facing the Seven Sinners. For an alien that cannot be killed, the only option is for both sides to take a step back and live in peace. "Is there no way to completely kill the Seven Sinners?" "It's not impossible." Pinggong Qianye recalled every detail of the battle just now, and found that the Seven Sinners also had their weaknesses. When He was pierced by the sword of Manjushri, His thoughts were frozen. If He were left in this state for a long time, His life would be the same as death. But, He has seven incarnations in total. It is really difficult to kill Him. Iori Fubuki nodded as if she understood, and then she remembered another very important thing. There was only one of the Seven Sinners who appeared at the whirlpool, so is there another one? "He is inside the Dharma bowl and cannot come out for the time being." Pinggong Qianye patted his bag. Sealing this Lord of the Seven Sins actually exhausted his mind and energy. Fortunately, he succeeded in sealing him in the Dharma Bowl in the end. Heimiya Chiye did not discuss this matter in detail. After closing the sword case, he handed it to Iori Fubuki. "This is a thank you gift for saving me last time." Iori Fubuki did not take the sword case. "You and the Manjusri Sword are also predestined."
"Wait a moment." Iori Fubuki slowly reacted and pointed at the sword box and said, "Are you going to make me a sword-holding girl?" (End of this chapter)