It is September, and the third autumn is the second season. Seeing the mountains are full of red and the sky is clear and the air is refreshing. It is a rare season for travel.

Shaolin holds the world's martial arts, and is also a Buddhist Zen sect. It does not take the entire mountain for itself, and prohibits the entry and exit of thaifu, hunters and herb collectors. Therefore, there are often strong people in the deep mountains behind the back mountain to capture poisons and practice qigong. There are also tourists in the front mountain. It is not until the pavilion in the halfway mountain and close to the courtyard that there are deacon monks patrolling and rejecting idle people, etc. to go further.

At this time, there was still a distance from the Banshan Pavilion. Hutuktu's ears were the sound of birds ringing. He could see the white fog in the valley, the evergreen trees in the ages, and the large patches of red maple leaves. Visitors climbed or returned from time to time. Everything was so leisurely, and he could see the true interest in the ordinary, making him, who was named "living Buddha", unable to help wandering in it, sighing about the impermanence, enjoying the rare purity of the world, and being free and peaceful.

This feeling made him restrain his breath, just like an ordinary old monk, like a tourist who could be seen everywhere, ordinary and peaceful, happy, without seeing any feeling of Dharma body, so no one recognized him or found that Hutuktu, the "living Buddha" who was the first in the Heavenly List in the past, came to Shaolin.

At this moment, in this state, Hutuktu finally felt a sense of perfection. This is the clear and pure inside and outside meaning that it cannot be given by the forty years of retreat and healing and implicit cultivation. The opportunity seems to be looming, and the sudden enlightenment seems to be possible at any time!

Step by step, Hutuktu's body and mind slowly improved. He was not separated from the tourists and could predict that he would push the feeling of perfection to the top when he arrived at the Shaolin main gate. For the secret Buddhist lineage that emphasizes the supernatural powers, there is no better enlightenment than this.

Because of this, when he first met on the way, he didn't care much about the man in a green robe with gray temples and the woman in a sword-holding dress. The former was apart from the residual Buddha's will. It also looked ordinary, just like most tourists I met just now. Although the sword-holding woman was introverted and sharp, she was considered a rare strong man in the world, but in her own eyes, she was also an object that she didn't need to pay attention to.

In this way, with a high spirit, he was looking forward to accumulating confidence and momentum to break through the pass through the victory of old "friends" and new "friends". He passed by them "carelessly". The other party seemed to have not noticed that the "living Buddha" of the world was passing by them.

Things were so perfect until this time, peaceful and peaceful, without surprises, everything was developing as expected. The light of the future shone into the soul.

However, at this time, Hutuktu made a decision that affected the general trend of the world and completely reversed the trajectory of his expectation.

There was once a beautiful development before him, but he did not cherish it. He only realized the importance of choice when he lost it. He needed to think carefully, even if this choice seemed so insignificant at the time.

After passing by the man and woman without any trouble, Hutuktu took a few steps. Suddenly, his heart moved and recognized which sect the special sharpness in the aura of a woman holding the sword belonged to.

Xi Jiange? Do you want to say hello? This insignificant choice appeared in his mind.

This matter is irrelevant. It is incomparable to the importance of challenging the news, so there is no need to say hello.

Anyway, it’s just a small matter. It happens to be related to an old friend. How can you not say hello and walk in the night with a bright clothes? Moreover, in your current state, it is best to think about something and do something, not disturb your mood and destroy a perfect and mellow state.

Two thoughts flashed at the same time, and Hutuktu made a choice in an instant and greeted the half-step Dharma body of the Xijiange. As for the man in the green robe beside her, it was insignificant.

He turned around and looked at Jiang Zhiwei with a smile and said:

"I haven't been in the world for many years, but I didn't expect that Xi Jiange would pour out such talents. How can Zhou Taichong be here now?"

Jiang Zhiwei and Meng Qi stopped and turned to look at the tall, thin, ordinary old monk who looked like a Buddhist outside the frontier. He didn't think it was when he didn't pay much attention just now. Now, he found that there was light gold hidden under his dark skin, and his eyes were covered with blue color like glass. He had a strange charm that was not part of the world nor real. Compared with the Dharma-Heavenly He had seen, he seemed to be ordinary.

Dharma Body? The Buddhist Sect outside the Frontier? Jiang Zhiwei looked at Meng Qi with thoughtfulness, and saw him looking at the other party with a smile, feeling quite appreciative, so he asked seriously: "But the living Buddha of the world Hutuketu?"

"It's me." Hutuktu nodded slightly, "You are half a step in your Dharma body at a young age. Xijian Pavilion has produced good talents. Although I have been in seclusion for many years, my disciples often tell you about the world. Why have you never heard of a person like you?"

His tone was calm and he didn't see any noble and powerful personality.

"It turned out to be Hutuktu. No wonder when he was immersed in the mysterious realm just now and completely restrained his momentum, I couldn't even notice his extraordinaryness." Meng Qi's voice sentiment.

Jiang Zhiwei nodded and replied: "He is the acting leader of the Secret Buddhism. I have fought with his disciple Zhuanghuang Living Buddha. Their lineage focuses on the power of the mind and spiritual training. They practice the "Three Worlds Ming Wang Jue". Martial arts are closer to magical powers. They can directly pull people into the spiritual world to fight. After experiencing all kinds of horrors, they will be lost and completely sink into the 'hell'..."

She informed Meng Qi of all her experience of fighting, but did not answer Hutuktu's questions because she knew Meng Qi would speak.

Meng Qi looked at Hutuktu with a smile and bowed: "It turns out that he is a living Buddha of the world. I wonder why he came to Shaolin?"

His breath slowly emanates, like a sea eye, a chaos that can never end up squirting out the sea water or nurturing everything.

Hutuktu's gaze, which was as blue as glass, sternly turned from Jiang Zhiwei's body.

It turned out to be a Dharma body!

I casually greeted the disciples of Xijian Pavilion and encountered the Dharma body!

And it is a Dharma body that I don’t know at all!

Regarding the half step, he thought that he might not pay much attention to it because of retreat and he was not very concerned. It is normal to not recognize him, but how many Dharmakayas are there? Each one is the power that can control the situation in the world. How can he ignore it?

"I don't know who the donor is?" Hutuktu took the initiative to retreat with his round and perfect state.

The spiritual premonition he was good at told him that this was a very terrible enemy and should be stronger than Hunting.

Meng Qi did not answer, but instead smiled and said, "The Living Buddha is hostile to the Central Plains. When I come to Shaolin, I am afraid that I will not enter the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble. Could it be that I want to challenge Abbot Kong Wen?"

"That's right." Hutuktu replied frankly, this is the confidence accumulated in the number one on the Tianlist in the past years.

Meng Qi's hands naturally lowered, his skin was white, like a warm jade carving, his eyes seemed to contain thunder. He looked at Hutuktu's strange green glass pupils, and smiled and said, "Since that's the case, why not discuss with the living Buddha in the substitute Abbot Kongwen?"

"Okay!" Hutuktu showed no weakness at all, and was full of confidence.

Although I had a premonition that the other party was very strong and terrifying, my "Three Worlds of Ming Wang Jue" also broke through the shackles and was completely accomplished, and was expected to attain the Bodhisattva's fruit. My cultivation and methods became increasingly beyond normal imagination. I just needed a powerful enemy to stimulate all my power!

There was a black wheel painted with strange patterns in his hand and inlaid with seven Buddhist treasures. He held it in his hand, as if he was holding a big sun.

The world suddenly changed, the beautiful scenery of the mountains around Mengqi disappeared, and the Shaolin Temple in the sense of the sensing also disappeared.

Hutuktu stood in mid-air, showing the "golden body of the Ming King of the Three Worlds", with three sides and eight arms, all in green, with invisible anger burning, and the palms formed different seals. There was a strange and deep feeling in the solemn and sacred.

"Three-generation Ming Wang Wheel." Hutuktu spoke loudly and introduced the magic weapon in his hand.

The "submission" of the golden body of the Ming King of the Three Worlds is not the descending of the descending, but the surrender of the surrender. It can subdue the greed, anger, resentment and poison in the past, present, and next life. It is the best in the power of the mind and spirit. It is the incarnation of the Ming King of the Eastern Ah-King Tathagata, just like the incarnation of the Ming King of the Great Sun Tathagata, it is said that it happens to restrain each other with the Great Free Emperor. Therefore, many statues of the King of the Three Worlds descending of the Ming King of the Three Worlds will place things that symbolize the Great Free Emperor of the Emperor of the Great Free Emperor at the feet.

Because of this, the Great Free Emperor is a fantasy that shines into reality, while the Ming King of the Three Worlds directly pulls people into the fantasy and into the spiritual world. Such a battle is really mysterious and unpredictable. Sometimes the victory or defeat is only related to one's own spiritual cultivation, and has nothing to do with the actual realm!

At this moment, Meng Qi was already pulled into his spiritual and spiritual world by Hutuktu with the help of the three-generation Ming Wang Wheel!

Here, Hutuktu is the master. Within a certain range, if you think about something in your mind, you will be revealed! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!