Chapter 935: Five Harms

What do you mean?

Everyone calls him Baron of Baron Xingyi, only you are special?

With such a form of address, Liang Qu didn't know how to answer for a while, thought about it: "You have no name? Just a single character Yuan?"

"Yes, my family was poor when I was young, and my parents sold me for eight taels and two coins to exchange for rice to eat. Master led me into the mountain gate, and after divination, took a single character Yuan for me. Blue Lan Jicai of the Imperial Observatory is my Uncle-Master."

Blue Lan Jicai...

Fresh in memory, Liang Qu felt that the painting style of the entire Louguan Terrace seemed to be somewhat similar. Perhaps Daoist priests were all like this. He cultivated "Ten Thousand Victories Holding the Origin" and couldn't directly deny the relationship.

In the world, pulling more relationships will never be wrong.

"The Daoist Son of Louguan Terrace also came to seize the Life-Bound Buddha?"

Among the five great orthodoxies.

The Hanging Temple and Louguan Terrace are two very special ones. Their historical foundations are completely different from the other three, and theoretically, they should have similar things.

"No-Abode Nirvana is a wonder of the world, a rare ritual. Since I came to see it, I also came to try it."

A few chats.

Master Di Xian did not disturb.

Huai Kong watched his nose and heart, and external objects did not disturb him.

After a while.

Yuan stopped talking and stepped aside.

Liang Qu looked back.

Abbot Master Di Xian pointed to the vortex in the Buddha's palm: "The six demons are different. How to pass the barrier, I only warn you to be careful. For the rest, I have no too many suggestions. Benefactor, calm your mind and step into the golden wheel. After seizing, you will also walk out of the golden wheel at the corresponding position. What kind of Life-Bound Buddha, we will know by looking at the orientation."

Everything was told, and there was no more confusion in his heart.

Liang Qu said a thank you, took the lead, stepped into the vortex golden wheel, just like walking into the Buddha's navel.

Behind him was Huai Kong of the Hanging Temple.

The remaining four looked at each other and stepped into the vortex golden wheel according to their age.

If one person seized it, facing the records throughout the ages, there would definitely be pressure, but the pressure would never be as great as several people breaking through at the same time. Fortunately, the five of them were all the best of their generation, the sand washed away by the big waves, and they would never be afraid before fighting.

Waves surged.

All five of them submerged into the golden wheel.

Outside the Crouching Dragon Temple, the crowd was surging, tens of thousands of people stared at the golden Buddha. The golden Buddha was a thousand feet high, towering into the clouds, but the entrance was located in the lower abdomen, half-hidden, barely able to see a few points.

"Hey hey hey, people went in, went in!"

"Can't see clearly, is there anyone who cultivates pupil technique and has good eyesight?"

"I saw clearly, there should be six people who went in. There seems to be a Daoist priest inside. Should it be the five great orthodoxies plus the Baron of Baron Xingyi?"

"I don't know what the six of them will seize..."

"The Baron of Baron Xingyi is the number one person in the Great Shun. I don't know if he can touch the Root Buddha?"

"Open the market, open the market! Is it an Arhat, a Bodhisattva, or a Buddha! Come, come, come! Is anyone interested." The speculator's face was flushed, but it didn't attract the expected response. Instead, beams of angry eyes were cast over.

"Benefactor, this is a clean place of Buddhism..."

The little novice monk bowed, and the person shouting to open the market in the crowd immediately felt ashamed.

Forgot the place.

"Little Master, don't blame, Little Master, don't blame!"

At the gate of the Hanging Temple, Yang Yang Dongxiong and others who had been watching for a while knew that there would be no results in a short time, and waiting in vain was useless, so they were led by the little novice monk to the courtyard to settle down.

"Wait, how come it seems like something is forgotten? Is someone missing?" Xu Xu Zishuai stopped and looked around.

The others looked at each other and counted the number of people silently.

"One, two, three, four..." The little Mirage Dragon swung its tail, "Not missing."

Xiang Xiang Zhangsong also counted it once, his own sect, the Dragon-Man, Guan Guan Congjian's group: "Indeed not missing."

Xu Xu Zishuai looked around a few times, didn't find anyone missing, and scratched his head.

"Strange, I'm overthinking, let's go, let's go."

The little novice monk went up the stairs and continued to lead the way.

Buddha's palm.

Abbot Master Di Xian waited for a while and turned to leave.

Below the floating island, the boats on the great river flowed forward again, and more and more people rushed over. Just around the Crouching Dragon Temple, there were no less than tens of thousands of outsiders. The local government office didn't have enough manpower, so they needed the monks to help maintain order. At a certain riverbank.

Splash splash.

The water surged incessantly, shaking out layers of ripples. Ta Ta Kai grabbed Scarface's head and pressed it hard into the water. Seeing its struggle gradually weaken, it bared its sharp teeth, laughed wildly at the sky, and suddenly, it glanced sideways, finding that at some point, the stairs between the Crouching Dragon Temple and the Hanging Temple had been retracted.

Without stairs, how should one go up?

In a Jianghuai Daze.

A sharp claw probed out of the water, firmly grabbing Ta Ta Kai's head hair, and taking advantage of its unpreparedness, pressed it back into the water.

Splash!

Ta Ta Kai fell into the water, shocked.

Damn Scarface.

Faking death!

"Hoo!"

Stepping into the golden wheel, Liang Qu only felt a weightlessness all over his body, falling freely, not landing for a long time. As far as he could see, it was like a chaotic universe, stars shining, and his thoughts couldn't help but fall into thinking.

"Root Buddha..."

The so-called ritual can almost be regarded as a man-made god.

Using the remnants after the death of Ethereal Dragon and above great powers, combined with the resentment and wishes of the believers, it becomes a "black box" that can achieve a predetermined purpose. It is terrifying, and in specific aspects, even stronger than the great power before death!

The Ghost Mother of the Ghost Mother Sect is like this, cycling through life and death, repeating endlessly.

The Great Black Heaven of the Great Snow Mountain is also like this, and the inheritance is even more ancient and evil than the Ghost Mother. The memory of the evil feeling of the whole body wanting to crack and open its eyes is still fresh.

Liang Qu suspected that there was more than one ritual in the Great Snow Mountain. Ten thousand years of foundation, perhaps hiding a whole pantheon!

He had blasted Haruhan's true qi at that time, breaking the medium through which the Great Black Heaven influenced reality, not breaking the gaze itself.

If he could really seize the Great Sun Tathagata...

All rituals are like nothing, all gods are like death!

Let them be strong, the breeze brushes the mountain post.

No matter how strange your methods are, how special your mechanism is, they are all void, speak with numbers!

For Liang Qu, whose main battlefield is the Jianghuai and Great Snow Mountain, this is an absolute benefit, tailored, and there is no need to worry about a Grandmaster in the same realm suddenly offering a ritual and giving him a high-dimensional strike. Breaking the blood sacrifice layout at Blue Lake might also have miraculous effects.

True protection!

Speaking of which, the Buddhist school seems to be atheists, so the Great Sun Tathagata restrains ghosts and gods?

"Can't lose face."

Twenty-two entering Perfected Form, dual cultivation of Buddha and Dao, extraordinary talent, truly gave others great expectations.

Don't know how long he fell.

Trance like waking up from a big dream.

Boom boom boom.

Sound of water.

The sound of the great river rushing and washing, like thunder rolling.

Opened his eyes.

Liang Qu stood on the cliff, and below him was the roaring muddy Sha River, impacting the canyon cliffs, making a thundering sound.

"What is this? Illusion?"

Liang Qu frowned.

Looking far away.

He found that the river in the canyon was roaring towards the village in the distance.

Liang Qu subconsciously raised his hand to control the water, but found that he was holding a "plowshare" covered in mud. The great power that could make hundreds of millions of tons of water flow backward in a single thought had disappeared without a trace. He could only watch helplessly as the flood washed over, drowning the villagers screaming in the village.

Women and children struggled in the vortex, broken crossbeams smashed down on their heads, the screams stopped, a pool of pink bloomed on the water surface, and was washed away without a trace.

"Annoyance?"

One of the five harms of demons is annoyance. Annoyance can be divided into annoyance of the body and annoyance of the mind.

In terms of annoyance of the mind, it is mostly various unprovoked emotions, or annoyance that arises for no reason, inexplicably. Or it was just a small matter, but suddenly unreasonably furious.

In terms of annoyance of the body, it is rumored that demons will use various ways to make the practitioner feel great fear; or make him see various evil forms, or hear various evil sounds, etc., to make his cultivation stop...

Suddenly.

Someone behind Liang Qu shouted in panic.

"Gun, it's not good, another village has been flooded!"

"..."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 936 =====