Signing Into Immortal Martial World

　　 "This is Batheba? Yuanmeng Living Buddha?"

　　 In the elegant room of a restaurant opposite the Wutang Hall, Pang Jingyang leaned on a railing and looked down, sitting still, like a dead wood old monk.

　　 "Good and profound Buddhist practice, the body is in the secular world, and the dharma body is in the great realm."

　　 "It's no wonder that there are no talents in Xumishan's generation. It is ironic that the orthodox Buddhism lost to Tantric."

　　In his eyes, the old monk with a slanted robes and a bronze complexion.

　　 is not a candle in the wind with cloudy eyes and decayed blood.

　　 is just the opposite.

　　 This person has a strong body and cannot be shaken.

　　 looks like the golden body of the Buddha, glowing with dazzling light.

　　 Qi and blood are like a sea, rolling endlessly!

　　Between breathing, the huge waves are soaring!

　　 is like a dragon or idol walking on the land, with a solemn and terrifying aura.

　　 The reason why everyone sees them is so different.

　　 is an old monk with profound merits and deeds. He has got rid of the "body" in the world and has both physical and qualitative bodies.

　　 All cultivation bases, qi, blood, and spirits are all condensed into "dharmakayas"-this is not the nine-fold martial body of the mortal realm.

　　 It is rumored that the Buddha has three bodies, the Dharmakaya, the Samsakaya, and the incarnation.

　　 The first type is regarded as the universal body of the universe, and the latter two are all manifested from it.

　　 There are only people with deep Buddha nature and self-consciousness.

　　 can see the upper realm, and the Dharmakaya is permanent.

　　 "Is a great character."

　　 Feng Xingkong, who took a sip of wine, exclaimed.

　　 "Who said that since ancient times, the heroes of Tianjiao can only come from the Holy Land?"

　　 "Sumi Mountain is home to a forest of three thousand lions. The treasures of the Eight Seals of the Brahma and the Eight Imprints of this treasure are no better than the Immeasurable Palace of Maha, a bunch of trash."

　　 Pang Jingyang looked helpless, and did not answer.

　　 This Hunyuan Taoist Master is an out-and-out madman, with a very high vision and extremely unparalleled vision.

　　 I don’t want to look at that kind of superior, but there are mediocre people who are not very capable.

　　 There are quite a few complaints about the six holy places.

　　 "Unfortunately, let him take part in good luck, and he is still not Mu Tianzi's opponent."

　　 Feng Xingkong shook his head.

　　 "Before the real dragon, where was there a living Buddha."

　　 was on the previous weekly list.

　　 Bathsba is fifth.

　　He is fourth.

　　 Although the evaluation of Shangyin Xuegong may not be all right, there will always be mistakes and omissions.

　　 But in most cases, it can be used as a specific reference for my strength.

　　 "I am looking forward to the grand gathering of teaching the Fa at noon tomorrow."

　　 Pang Jingyang retracted his gaze, and the situation in Tianjing City will meet.

　　 Many masters gathered here, only for the gods and will, Tao and Dharma established by the emperor Mu.

　　 Ten thousand years ago, no one had been selfless to this point.

　　 is willing to pass one's own law to the people of the world.

　　 So, as soon as the news came out.

　　Those quack hagglers, the authentic big groups will flock to them.

　　 If you can get a glimpse of the martial arts foundation of the innate great master, and understand a little bit from it, you will not be in vain.

　　 If there are more gains, it is simply a great luck.

　　 "Master of the city, master of martial arts, who doesn't expect it?"

　　 After Feng Xingkong held his hands, his eyes were sharp, covering forty-two monuments that were as high as one person.

　　 Whether that method can be a master of the world still needs time to verify.

　　……

　　……

　　 "How many people are there in Dehuafang? That's the teaching of the Great Master Xiantian!"

　　 Luo Yulong admitted generously and chuckled:

　　 "Weekly, the top of the list, the world's first, the big name is placed here, who can't be tempted?"

　　 "I have been stuck in the Eighth Layer of the Mortal Realm for a long time, and my aptitude is dull. No matter how difficult it is to advance, I have to find some opportunities."

　　 Liang Baiqiu felt the same way, and sighed:

　　 "Budo climbing, a superb figure like Mu Tianzi can walk to the top of the mountain without much effort."

　　 "It can be replaced by you and me, it is difficult to achieve a lifetime of hard practice."

　　 Luo Yulong nodded in agreement.

　　 After the ceremony in the imperial city, the emperor Mu's name spread to the world, and his voice shook Shenzhou.

　　 Various news about him were also unearthed.

　　The most unacceptable one is that the emperor of Zhou Dynasty is only fifteen years old.

　　 "Even if you start practicing in your mother's womb, you will have walked the path of others for a lifetime in a mere ten years... God's favor."

　　 Luo Yulong is half bitter and half emotional.

　　 If you let him know, the young majesty who lives in the palace.

　　 In fact, it hasn't been twelve months since I officially embarked on martial arts. I don't know what to think about.

　　 "This is a rare opportunity."

　　 The Confucian swordsman Liang Baiqiu lowered his voice slightly, and said softly:

　　 "Don't hide from Brother Luo, Pang Shouzu has seen that method with his own eyes."

　　 "He claimed that the method created by the emperor Mu is all-encompassing, and is beyond the predecessors, the way of a saint that has never existed in the past!"

　　 "Such an evaluation is really curious, how mysterious and profound it is!"

　　 "You and I have stagnated for a long time, it is difficult to make further progress."

　　 "Maybe, the general outline of martial arts is where the chance lies!"

　　 Luo Yulong took a sip of bitter tea, his eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help but look at the forty-two monuments at the entrance of Jiangwu Hall.

　　Pure iron casting, abnormally hard.

　　 is covered by a layer of red cloth, blocking everyone's eyes.

　　 Within a few feet, the Black Dragon Taiti Cavalry was heavily guarded.

　　 Anyone who approaches will be killed.

　　 Considering the fame of Emperor Mu and the great Zhou Dynasty.

　　 No one dared to try the law.

　　 "Tomorrow noon is the time to announce, Brother Liang might as well go with me to the Meiyuan Bingzhu to discuss the road."

　　 Luo Yulong smiled gently and admired:

　　 "The emperor teaches the law and spreads it all over China."

　　 "Don't talk about Dehuafang, there is no inn in the north of Tianjing City that can vacate a room."

　　 Liang Baiqiu nodded and replied:

　　 "When I visit Pang First Seat, I will reminisce with Luo Brother."

　　 The two of them sat in the tea room and talked very happily. Suddenly, they felt their eyes and looked at a thin figure at the city gate.

　　 The old monk's eyes were muddy, his blood decayed, and he didn't look like a martial arts master.

　　 But whether it is Luo Yulong or Liang Baiqiu, the sight is firmly attracted by the magnet.

　　 can't move!

　　 "I'm out of control, what's going on?!"

　　 Luo Yulong was shocked, as if he had been pressed by a ghost.

　　 Clearly conscious, but the body does not listen.

　　 The big cold sweat dripped from the forehead, and the boundless fear swept over.

　　 "Master! Innate Grand Master!"

　　 Liang Baiqiu rolled his throat, barely remaining calm.

　　 He is like a clay sculpture of wood and plastic, sitting still.

　　 Until the old monk, who was like a candle in the wind, slowly walked into the tea house.

　　 "Two donors, can you give me a bowl of tea to quench my thirst."

　　 hum!

　　 Luo Yulong and Liang Baiqiu’s eardrums vibrated like a drum in the morning and evening.

　　 The body is no longer stiff, and the ability to move is restored.

　　 "Master, please sit down!"

　　 Luo Yulong discharged a few copper coins and asked the tea liao boss to bring tea.

　　 The old monk had a calm face and didn't say much.

　　 After drinking a bowl of crude tea, he asked weakly:

　　 "Dare to ask where is Jiang Wutang going?"

　　 Liang Baiqiu pointed in a direction.

　　 The old monk got up.

　　 bowed his head and recited the Buddha's name.

　　 Walk barefoot.

　　On the whole long street, except for Luo and Liang, no one feels that something is wrong.

　　The old monk walked very slowly, waiting for him to come to the gate of Jiangwu Hall.

　　 Tens of feet away from that clearing area is already crowded with people of all kinds.

　　 is like those crazy believers in a famous mountain temple fighting for the first stigma.

　　 Even though the emperor Mu had said, the forty-two monuments are impressive for everyone.

　　 But there is always a group of people who are clever and feel that they can see it before others, and may be able to understand it better.

　　 "You thief and bald donkey, don't you have eyes? Didn't you see where this is?"

　　 Seeing the old monk continue to move forward, a blocker yelled at him and kicked him.

　　 The former raised his eyelids and glanced at the latter.

　　 Muddy eyes, calm.

　　 Ke Poppi was struck by lightning, and his body vibrated.

　　 vomiting blood on the spot~www.wuxiaspot.com~ fell down.

　　 "It's murdered!"

　　 "Pan monk attacked on the street!"

　　 "Bold fanatic!"

　　 "Dare you presumptuous before the Ministry of War and Yamen?"

　　 "……"

　　 The sound wave rolled and impacted.

　　The old monk still walked forward unhurriedly.

　　A comrade with a splash of skin drew a bull-eared knife and stabbed him, but he couldn't even cut his skin.

　　 The old monk said nothing, and everyone who stood in the way died.

　　 A flesh and blood body threw down, silent, looking very horrible.

　　 Gradually, the crowd dispersed, no one dared to approach.

　　 Looking at the black armoured rider with a knife, the old monk finally stopped.

　　 Lecture at the entrance of Wutang.

　　 Within ten feet, it is forbidden.

　　 There are those who cross the line.

　　 This is the will of your majesty.

　　 "Amitabha."

　　 The old monk sat cross-legged on the ground, his turbid old eyes staring at the forty-two monuments.

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