PFC Chapter 493: Getting rid of the chain of karma (page 12)
Chapter 493: Getting rid of the chain of karma (page 12)
The sky was bright at this time, dyeing Mingtanzong with a layer of bright colors. The sky wind blew, and the horned dragon-like mountains turned into golden scales on one side, while the other side was green, which was breathtaking.
However, at this time, the monks around the Zhengfeng Platform had no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery of Destiny. They just looked at the young Taoist in the thunderous rhythm of life and death quietly.
The thunder and fire were like a tide, mixed with the sound of wind and thunder, tearing away the last strength of the young man. The darkness and green are intertwined and shining, creating an imaginary beauty, but also exuding great danger.
The young Taoist picked up the knife again and held up the light, with a relieved smile on his lips.
"It's been a long time since I've been back to Mingtan. The scenery has gotten a lot better. Remember my name. My name is not Yugui or Pseudo Shen. My name is Ji Cuiyu."
Free and easy singing rang out from the competition stage. It was the young man with a jade-like forehead who was singing wantonly.
"The Hongying people in Jiangshan are short-lived, and their hearts are dust-free. The clouds and towers are trampled to pieces, and the killings are like daylight.
Life is like a treacherous wind blowing through the past, looking at the majesty, the jade is stained with blood, and the heart is broken.
Life is like a night falling, I can speak alone,
I was confused and confused, now I have lost all my purity. My imprisoned soul has died, and now I wake up. Fortunately, there are no waves in my eyes.
Seeing the vastness of the world, the mayfly laughed loudly and held many swords. It was so happy that it was the four-faced Buddha in the ten directions. "
The song soared into the sky, even though it couldn't block the roar of thunder. It flowed freely, some were melancholy, some saw through the madness, laughed at one's own madness, and even nirvana compensated for the impermanence of the world.
The courage to die resolutely reflected in the young man's eyebrows and eyes, burning like a will-o'-the-wisp, and seemed to have broken the shackles and broken the confusion.
All the monks could see that Yugui, no, Ji Jiyu had broken free from the shackles of the corpse ghost at the moment of life and death, and stood in the thunder and fire with his own will.
Fight, swing your blade, and then die...
Even the spirits of the various sects couldn't help but feel a little moved. They had thought that no one could compare to Qilin among the two heroes, but they didn't expect that there was one here.
A few souls looked vaguely into the cave sky of the Three Realms Flowers, and saw only a waterfall of stars, falling faintly. The new master of the Mingtan Sect seemed unmoved.
Seeing that Lei Yun of Life and Death had already wrapped around the young Taoist, gods and demons like mountains suddenly appeared above the Zhengfeng Stage. The body of the red-haired snake was like a mountain, and the waves followed each other with their own awe-inspiring appearance, just like the waves splashing with snow and broken pearls. He seems to have pure will, purifying the world and seeking clarity.
boom!
As the waves swayed, the sound of the water was turbulent, and the thunder of birth and death was entangled. There was a loud "crash", and the brilliant thunder disillusioned and disappeared without a trace.
The body of the young Taoist was full of scorched black wounds, with electric snakes circling from time to time. New flesh and blood were emerging from the most seriously injured areas, and then quickly withered.
At a glance, the young man was seriously injured all over his body and was in an extremely embarrassing state.
But I saw him staggering, standing up with difficulty with a long knife in his hand, his eyes like stars and moon, still as clear as water, as cold as ice, but there was a burning fire gestating in them.
The bone jade hangs on the forehead, and the long knife is in the hand, just like the spring flower that blooms first in the world after the winter snow has passed. It seems weak but represents the will of the world to change. It cannot be blasphemed, "Jiang Moshu, what do you mean? I serve you The military order is here to settle the cause and effect, so you don’t need to pretend.”
In the starry rain, no one showed up, but they just said a word, but there seemed to be a lot of emotion in it, "It seems that in the battle between two heroes, I finally lost. Senior Sister Shen has surrendered to the fight for the heart with her Buddha nature. After completely letting go of Master Mingtan's obsession, I let you come over to settle the cause and effect.
You are still listed in Mingtan, and you are the only remaining bond between Senior Sister Shen and Mingtan Sect. "
A golden book suddenly fell on the fighting stage. The name of Ji Cuiyu was written clearly on the open page. The bone-white sword energy flashed, and the name was wiped clean from the golden book.
"Ji Cuiyu, the golden book has disappeared. From now on, you are no longer a monk of Mingtan Sect. The cause and effect is over.
The chain of soul-prisoning karma has been broken off, you are free, go ahead. "
Many monks on the cloud platform saw that the young Taoist's face suddenly turned pale, his body staggered, and he almost fell.
Ji Cuiyu gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice, "Jiang Moshu, I'm afraid your ability to sow dissension is not good enough. I came here on the order of the military leader. Whether the cause and effect will be resolved or not is not your decision."
"Senior Sister Shen, no, Mother Buddha sent you here to eliminate her name and cut off her ties with the Ming Tan Sect.
I want to lend my hand to untie the cause and effect between you and her, and set you free.
You have died once in the thunder and fire, the past is gone, the sins of the past are gone, and she has let go of all the sins you have made against her. "
Xing Yuzhong's voice was frank, and there was no falsehood in his tone.
"Nonsense! You are simply talking nonsense! I am fighting for the Lord of the Ghost Formation, and I am walking in the Buddha's Prison for Infinity. There is no way that the Buddha Mother will be without my assistance..."
The long sword in the young Taoist's hand was swung fiercely towards the gods and demons, and the vast, bright sword light swept towards the gods and demons.
The strong wind roared, and it was magnificent. The shape of the sword was like a dragon or a dragon, swimming in the sky, dancing and clanking, but it no longer seemed to be at ease. Instead, it seemed to be mourning in the heaven and earth.
"Buddha Mother has given up her obsession with Master Mingtan, and she has also given up on you! Ji Cuiyu, don't you understand?!" The snake's tail swung past, and the mighty waves withstood the light of the sword like a snow dragon, which was like a wake-up call.
Poof, the young Taoist spewed blood from his mouth, spraying on the long blade and on the heart lamp.
There was deep persistence and stubbornness in his eyes, which made all the monks sigh slightly.
We have been together for a long time, and we have been together for a long time. We have had a long banquet in the spring and autumn, and we have given each other a gift in the morning and evening.
We follow each other in the battle formation and know each other. We let the Buddha and the ghosts do not cross. We don't see the loquat covering our eyebrows, but the sycamore tree is old and withered.
"Impossible! Impossible..." A heavy dark mist suddenly erupted around the young man, spreading on the fighting stage like mercury leaking to the ground.
For a long time, no war ghost stood up from the dark mist. The young Taoist stood alone in the dark mist, his soulless face seemed to be filled with joy, as if he was recalling a dream and watching a play.
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, the young man tore off the Taoist robe on his chest and grabbed something firmly, like a drowning man grabbing the last straw.
Ji Cuiyu took a deep breath, grabbed the Buddha amulet and spoke in a deep voice, drinking the mantra, "Ji Cuiyu, who is walking endlessly, summons the Buddha's prison to open, and respectfully invites the Mother of Buddha to come!"
There was silence all around, as if this side of the world had isolated the Zhanfeng Stage, and the Buddhist amulet in the young man's hand glowed slightly.
Ji Cuiyu bit her lip, and even without realizing it drew blood, she called out again, "Ji Cuiyu, who is walking endlessly, summons the Buddha's prison to open, and respectfully invites the Mother of Buddha to come!"
The bone Ksitigarbha Buddha amulet flashed twice, and all its brilliance suddenly disappeared. "Bang", it turned into powder.
The young Taoist stopped talking because he had nothing to say.
"I think the Buddha Fire Heart Lamp is the compensation given to you by the Buddha Mother. With this treasure, you can get it all over the world.
Ji Cuiyu, now that you have settled the cause and effect and escaped from the prison, you can take care of yourself. "
The words that came out from the rain of stars were full of meaning.
The young Taoist with the jade hanging on his forehead still didn't speak. He just carried the long knife and the lamp, dragged the injured Taoist body, and walked out of the fighting stage through the mist. His lonely figure seemed to be abandoned in the world.