Chapter 2690 Meeting is parting, sir looking for excuses

After the previous battle in the small courtyard, Ning Que knew very well how terrifying the physical body of the Seven Masters was, but he was only a disciple of the first lecturer, and he had only cultivated to the state of becoming a Buddha in the physical body.

The head lecturer of Xuankong Temple could not be penetrated by the thirteen arrows of the Yuan Dynasty, and the simple knife holding Haotian's divine glory could not leave the slightest trace. He had obviously cultivated to the highest Buddhist state of indestructibility in body and mind!

Why is King Kong indestructible? That is, if you stand there and let you hit him, you won't be able to hurt the opponent at all. You may even be hurt by the force of the counterattack, or even be directly shocked to death.

Ning Que never knew how to write despair, but today he seemed to finally understand the strokes of these two words. How could he deal with such a terrifying enemy?

The lecturer put on a new cassock, then raised his head and looked at Ning Que, who was dozens of feet away, with a calm expression, and slowly put down the tin staff in his hand. The tin staff in his hand had been falling before, but Ning Que's movements were too fast, and his movements were too slow, so after Ning Que made eighteen consecutive cuts, the tin staff had not yet fallen to the ground.

Until then, the tip of the stick finally made contact with the ground, and the tip of the tin stick made a ringing sound as clear as a bell. The tip of the stick penetrated the ground easily, silently, with no deafening sound, and no momentum that shook the heaven and earth.

There was a loud sound and an extremely violent vibration. The people around him could not feel it at all, but Ning Que felt it. It was the vibration of the earth.

Ning Que's feet began to tremble, and his broken boots were all reduced to crumbs. The tremor spread to his legs, and his pants tore instantly. Then his body also trembled, and then Sangsang on his back also trembled. .

"Poof! Poof!"

Ning Que spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground in front of him, and Sang Sang behind him spurted a mouthful of blood onto his shoulder.

The lecturer once again picked up the tin staff and walked slowly towards Ning Que. Ning Que was so heartbroken that his only thought was to carry Sang Sang on his back and jump into the lake in the back temple. However, at this time, he felt that all the bones in his body had been broken. , Where can I still have the strength to escape?

The leader of the lecturer walked very slowly. Every step he took, he needed to rest on the ground with a tin staff. Whenever the tin staff fell to the ground, the head of the staff would make a clear and sweet sound, and Ning Que, who was dozens of feet away, would After another violent impact, the tin staff seemed to fall on his heart.

The head lecturer walked towards Ning Que step by step. Ning Que and Sangsang kept vomiting blood and looked at each other walking towards him. At this time, he would rather the head lecturer walked faster because the slower the other party arrived. , it was even more painful for him and Sangsang.

Ning Que tried to open the iron bow, but found that he could not make any movement at all within the sound range of the tin staff in front of Fowei, who was at the head of the sermon.

The lecturer slowly walked to and stood in front of Ning Que and Ning Que. He looked at Sang Sang's pale face, sighed, and said compassionately.

"Poor child, you have lived this life in this world in vain. You have suffered so much for many years. Please be free today."

Ning Que coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, struggled to squeeze out a mocking expression, and said.

"Buddha said that all sentient beings can be saved. It turns out this is the method of liberation. Why don't you liberate yourself first?"

Ning Que mocked the head lecturer without fear, with a hint of hope in his heart. When the head lecturer arrived, would anyone from the academy come and take action?

Ning Que had no idea, because it had been announced half a month ago by the Xiling Temple that Sangsang was the daughter of Pluto. After the news spread, the academy was in a dilemma. Even the people of the Tang Dynasty were dissatisfied with the protection of Ning Que, a disciple of the academy. The daughter of Pluto even asked the Academy to kill the daughter of Pluto, causing an uproar throughout the Tang Dynasty.

"Zheng!"

At this moment, the sound of a harp sounded. The harp is a stringed instrument, often with seven strings. Its sound is peaceful and elegant. This place is the White Pagoda Buddhist Temple. The ground is full of corpses and there is endless blood. It is exactly what Buddhism calls the Asura Hell. The sound of the piano is not harmonious with this place.

Moreover, there is no qin in the Baita Temple, and no one carries the qin in the venue. But there are strings here, and those strings are on the bows held by hundreds of Moon Wheel Nation archers.

This sound comes from a bow. The person playing the piano was obviously in a hurry. When his fingers touched the string, he exerted too much force and actually broke the tight bow string.

Hundreds of Yuelun Kingdom archers have hundreds of bows; hundreds of bows have hundreds of tight strings. When the person playing the harp touches the bow string, a sound will be heard, and then the string will break.

The clear and crisp sound of the piano was played densely and continuously in the White Pagoda Temple. The sound of the piano was noisy and mixed, and big and small beads fell on the jade plate.

"Zheng! Zhengzheng!!!"

In a very brief moment, the sound of the piano stopped, hundreds of strings were broken, and only the lingering sound echoed in the White Pagoda Temple.

A scholar wearing an old cotton-padded jacket arrived at the venue at some point. He stood quietly in front of Ning Que and looked at the lecture hall not far away. The wooden ladle tied in his belt was swinging gently.

Looking at the scholar, Ning Que's nerves, which had been tense for countless days and nights, suddenly relaxed and he felt endless exhaustion pouring into his body. From the autumn of Lanke Temple to the winter of Chaoyang City, he had been fleeing in isolation and without help. , until now, he finally has someone he can rely on, which feels so good.

Li turned around slowly and saw that Ning Que was covered in blood. He couldn't help but feel a little guilty, a little ashamed, but also very relieved, and said with a slightly trembling voice.

"Junior brother, I'm here."

Ning Que looked at Li slowly covered in dust and looked haggard and tired, and understood the reason for this. He was extremely moved and said with a slight trembling in his voice.

"Senior brother, are you here?"

These two sentences sounded almost at the same time. The two brothers looked at each other for a moment, smiled at each other, and then started coughing together.

"Mr. Da really wants to rescue the daughter of Hades? This catastrophe has gradually begun. Do you really have the heart to see people in the world die miserably like these people today?"

Li slowly looked at the corpses of the people lying in a pool of blood, looking at the broken limbs and remains, feeling that the soles of his shoes were slightly sticky with the thick blood, his face turned pale, and his eyes showed a sad look. His eyes were just like his own person. No matter what kind of bloody scenes or dirty world they encountered, they were still so clean. Because of this, he felt so sad.

Ning Que knew that Li Manman had a kind and gentle personality, but when he saw the sadness on his face, he felt a little flustered for some reason and did not dare to look into his eyes.

Li slowly didn't hide his emotions, and he didn't know how to hide his emotions. After being depressed for a long time, he gradually calmed down.

"I must bring them back to the academy today!"

The lecturer looked at the firm look on Li Manman's face and shook his head slightly. His appearance was solemn, his expression was solemn, and he was also full of firm belief.

"Then it depends on whether Mr. Da has this ability?"

"Whether you have the ability or not, you have to do it!"

Li Manchuan's tone was full of awareness, which made Ning Que behind him tremble slightly. He stared blankly at Li Manchuan's thin shoulders. Hearing his cough from time to time, he vaguely made a decision in his heart.

Ning Que looked at the faces with different expressions in the crowd, thinking about the faces that had fallen under his blade before. The world was so big that there was no place for him and Sangsang. Even if they returned to the academy and faced the suffering of all living beings in the world, What's the point of hatred and hostility?

Ning Que smiled, so relaxed and so brilliant. He finally made a difficult decision. He felt relaxed all over, so he smiled brightly.

Ning Que stretched out his hand to take the straw rope from Sangsang's hand, and passed it around the handle of the knife and his right hand holding the handle. The straw rope was wrapped around one by one, tying the handle of the knife and his right hand tighter and tighter. He looked at the spots in his palm. There were traces of blood, including innocent people, guilty ones, and deserving ones. The last straw rope was passed around, and Ning Que raised his right hand and handed it to Sangsang, letting her tie it to death.

The heavy sword hung on Ning Que's wrist, swinging constantly, exuding the smell of blood. Ning Que looked at Li Manman in front of him very seriously and said.

"Elder brother, let's separate!"

"It's rare to find a clean person like you, Senior Brother, in this world. I can't bear the smell of human blood on your hands. And if you want to take me back to the academy and kill me thousands of miles away, you will definitely be stained with countless blood. Once this happens, , Senior brother, you will never have peace of mind in this life."

"You and I are different. No matter how many people I kill, I can feel at ease. If others want to kill my wife, I will kill others. Of course, this is the principle of the academy. But if you can't feel at ease, I can't feel at ease."

"I've been waiting for you, and I'm already satisfied!"

"Meeting is to separate. Senior brother, I am so kind to you. Junior brother, I will keep it in my heart!"

Ning Que's back, which had never been bent, was bent, and his extremely hard knees were now weak. He knelt heavily on the ground and slowly bowed to Li.

Li Manman's eyes were full of relief. He knew that Ning Que finally regarded him as his senior brother. He looked down at his junior brother who showed his true feelings and said with some shame.

"Senior brother is incompetent, but even if we separate ways, senior brother will always send you to the high road."

Li Manman has been searching for Ning Que's whereabouts for a year. His mood is unstable, his cultivation has regressed, and his body is still injured. Facing this lecturer, he knows himself and is unable to take Ning Que and Sangsang away.

"There are few people in the world who can beat the First Master, but I can at least stop him!"

Li Manman looked at the lecturer's seat with piercing eyes, and said with some firmness and confidence.

"Master's feet are on the ground, and the diamond is indestructible. The only weakness in the method is that it moves too slowly. I can still stop Master."

The lecturer was sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding the middle part of the tin staff in his right hand, with a calm and natural look on his face, as if he didn't care what Li Manman and Ning Que were saying. This kind of confidence and calmness made people feel extremely heavy.

Li slowly disappeared suddenly and entered Wuju, and his target was naturally the first lecturer. Wujian is one of the most miraculous cultivation methods in the world. It is an astonishing magical power above the five realms. It is like controlling the wind or riding on clouds. It can cross mountains and ridges and cross countries in a moment.

There is no movement technique in the world that can be faster than Wuju, not even the sword master Liu Bai's Ten Thousand Miles Sword.

According to common sense, when Li slowly disappeared and reappeared in front of everyone, he must have arrived in front of the head of the lecturer. He might even have gone thousands of miles away to pick up some powerful weapon, and then returned to Baidu thousands of miles away. The pagoda temple was hit hard by the first lecture hall.

But when Li slowly appeared in front of everyone again, he was not in front of the lecturer. He was still far away from the seat of the sermon, and it seemed as if he had just taken a step before he was forced to reveal his body!

Looking at the lecturer who was sitting cross-legged more than ten feet away, Li Manman's cotton-padded jacket trembled slightly, dust slowly floated up, his expression looked extremely solemn, and his body seemed extremely heavy, as if he could not take another step.

If you look carefully, you can even see that the straw sandals on Li Manman's feet have not touched the ground, and are still about half an inch away from the soil. However, he can no longer move an inch!

At this moment, a sound of chanting sutras slowly sounded. The leader of the sutra lecturer sat cross-legged, holding a tin staff in his hand, his face solemn and solemn, and his voice sounded like the voice of the Buddha.

"Thus I heard: The three realms are all impermanent, everything exists and does not have happiness, there is the nature of Tao, everything is empty, there is no wind or dew, there is no fog or electricity, and this pure and quiet contemplation arises from that body."

This Buddhist scripture comes from the Dacixu Scroll. As the sound of the Buddha sounded, the surrounding environment suddenly changed strangely. The lake water no longer fluctuated, the cold willows on the shore hung down weakly, and even the ever-changing clear light on the white pagoda seemed to be condensed. Where is the wind?

There was silence in the White Pagoda Temple, and everyone in the Huta Temple was at peace. Following the sound of the Buddha, everything in the world returned to its original state millions of years ago. It was so peaceful that it made people feel palpitating.

In a world of absolute tranquility, how can one travel with the wind without wind? How can one step on dew and fly without dew? How can we pass through fog without fog? How can one's body and mind be as strong as electricity without electricity?

Li Manchuan's figure was forced to hover in this pure world, with his feet not touching the ground, and then slowly fell down. His cotton clothes gradually became quiet, no longer trembling, and his face became paler and paler.

It is said that of all the laws in the world, only speed cannot be broken, and the fastest state of no distance was actually broken today!

Ning Que only had time to turn around and take a step back before he noticed something strange, so he stopped and suddenly looked back, hearing the chanting sound and seeing Li slowly falling into a crisis. He was so shocked that he had no time to think. He drew his iron bow like lightning and shot an arrow into the face of the lecturer!

The iron arrow left the bowstring, and the white air wave burst out from the tail of the arrow. The iron arrow, which was supposed to ignore the distance in space and fly away quietly, did not disappear after leaving the bowstring. Instead, it flew slowly for several feet and then fell from the air to the ground!

When Ning Que saw this, his face suddenly turned pale, his cheeks instantly became thinner, and his body trembled violently. He stretched out his right index finger in the air and made a straight stroke at the lecture seat in the distance, as strong as an iron hook. This was what he realized. The two characters of the natal talisman!

Something strange happened again. No matter how Ning Que's mind power spurted out, or how steady and powerful his fingertips were, he could not draw any runes, nor could he mobilize the breath of heaven and earth!

As the verses in the first lecture slowly came out, the vitality of heaven and earth in Baita Temple was just like the wind, rain, snow and other natural things in Huta Temple, so silent and quiet that it could not be mobilized!

As the sound of the scriptures entered his ears, Ning Que's sea of ​​consciousness began to gradually become quiet. He didn't want to mobilize any thoughts at all. His body gradually relaxed and he just wanted to sit down and listen to the scriptures. Even the awe-inspiring energy in his body became much calmer. The crystal liquid that was constantly rotating in the abdomen began to slow down!

The first lecturer once again displayed the state of speaking out the law. He had used this supreme magical power outside Chang'an City back then. Unfortunately, he met Zhao Wuhao and was struck by the strange power of saying nothing. Defeated by the Chaos God, he retreated sadly.

"Thus I heard: The three realms are all impermanent, everything exists and does not have happiness, there is the nature of Tao, everything is empty, there is no wind or dew, there is no fog or electricity, and this pure and quiet contemplation arises from that body."

The sutras in the first lecture continued to echo in the Baita Temple, as distant as the sound of bells, as quiet as the sound of wooden fish, as subtle as the sound of burning incense, and as deeply rooted in people's hearts as the sound of Buddha's voice.

The leader of the lecture hall is the Supreme Master of Xuankong Temple, and his disciples have a higher status than the leader of the Discipline Hall. The reason for this is because Xuankong Temple is the place where Buddhist lectures are performed.

The first person who preaches sutras has cultivated above the five realms. He has his own Buddha realm, so he is a Buddha in the human world. The sutras he preaches in the human world are Buddhist sutras, and what he speaks are the words of the Buddha. The words of the Buddha are him. The rules of this world.

A few verses of the sutra in the first lecture can affect the atmosphere of heaven and earth on such a large scale around the White Pagoda Temple. Using the words of Buddha to create a world on its own in the human world is really terrifying.

In the front yard of the academy, Zhao Wuhao frowned slightly, his eyes filled with cold light and a bit of coldness, and he scolded with an angry snort.

"You bald ass, you dare to violate the agreement between us, break out of the barrier, and do what you say and do, you don't even take me seriously!"

"I don't care about the daughter of Pluto, and I don't care about Ning Que, but you treat my words as fart, and I can't bear it anymore!"

Zhao Wuhao seemed to be speaking to the lecturer, but for some reason he was facing the mountain behind the academy, as if he was speaking to the aura that was as bright as an eternal lamp.

On the top of the back mountain, a burly old man looked down at all the living beings in the world. His ears trembled slightly. He seemed to have heard Zhao Wuhao's words. His face showed a look of astonishment and sighed. As the dean of the academy, he It's hard to come forward about the daughter of Pluto, so he can only watch his disciples being bullied.

"Mr. Zhao, this is a conflict between you and the lecturer. Naturally, it is up to you to resolve it yourself. I believe others can understand it!"

Helping the daughter of Pluto escape would be risking the disapproval of the world, and Zhao Wuhao would not do it! But the conflict between him and the lecturer was just a personal grudge and had nothing to do with this matter. Anyone who questioned it would be able to stand.

"Master, you are indeed sensible and flexible!"

"Unlike Li Manman, who is stubborn!"

When Zhao Wuhao heard this, he laughed loudly and also belittled his friend.

Zhao Wuhao is now living in the academy. If he takes action, it will bring some criticism to the academy. He needs to talk to the master first and get the same tone. No matter who comes in the future, it will be his personal grudge against the chief lecturer and Pluto. Women's affairs have nothing to do with it.

At this time, Baita Temple seems like a pure land, solemn, holy and peaceful. The air is faintly filled with the scent of sandalwood, and the sound of Zen is soothing.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the pure land of Buddhism holding an oil-paper umbrella. On the umbrella was painted a rugged red plum blossom, blooming alone, redder than the blood on the ground, proud of the snow and frost, I admired it alone.

"In the first place of lecture, you broke through the barrier and expressed the Buddha's words, but you violated the agreement between us, and you don't take me seriously!"

Zhao Wuhao's figure was cold and low-pitched, with a majesty that could not be violated, as if his words were the constitution of heaven, and if he violated it, he would be punished by heaven.

The chanting at the head of the lecture hall stopped abruptly, and there was a bit of bitterness on the solemn face. What was supposed to come came, but it was a little too fast. He had not killed the daughter of Hades yet. The Zhao of the Academy The gentleman came to the door.

"Sir, you have already stopped me once, are you going to stop me from slaying the devil again?"