Chapter 8: The momentum

"Oh, I don't have any big brother." The little green lion bit the horn of the shabby cassock and roared.

"That bird." The ancestor squinted his eyes and looked at the furry thing under his feet with contempt.

"That's my third brother."

"Sigh, can you and that fat elephant beat it?"

"Although Pengzi is better than us, he is the third brother after all. He gave the position of this leader to me on his own initiative."

"Bah! A lot of monsters of age actually made a gangster tone, and they were not promising! That dead bird was so ugly that you two rude guys brought you to the front desk as a target and hid behind to pick up the grain. It's a loss that more than a thousand years have passed. You idiot, you still remember it well at this time. It's such a stupid Bodhisattva who raises stupid dogs."

"Well, even if I'm stupid, I... can only be a stupid lion."

"Lions are also dogs, poodles."

The boring conversation between a monkey and a lion ends.

In the sky outside the Laurel Peak, the body of the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta is clear and bright, and the whole body is peaceful and gentle, without any unnecessary movement, but it just falls gently on the cliff like a leaf.

The feet, which were made of straw sandals in golden silk grass, gently stepped on the rock block that was still left by the lion's claw mark.

At the edge of the cliff, there were all the soil and gravels that were turned up by the breath of the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta after it appeared, but the remaining small flower was still intact, blooming timidly among the scars all over the ground.

——Suddenly! The seven petals on the small flower shrank inward. It was like turning the process of flower blossoms backwards, then blooming suddenly. After its peak, it suddenly returned to silence. The petals bravely broke away from the shackles of the flower shank like blood spilled out, and then they were shaken into several pieces of fragrant powder in less than an inch of space, scattered in the air and disappeared.

The petals were separated from the branches, and at the foot of Mount Wutai, the big river suddenly broke free from the constraints of the river, like a yellow water made of ground-shaped jelly, jumping suddenly, and at the same time twenty feet above the ground, lying across the river. Then it stopped in the air for about 0:00,01 seconds, and then fell heavily into the river, but it was extremely strange that only a few small waves splashed out, but did not spread out of the river, causing a terrifying flood.

There are dozens of miles closer to the river. It is Mount Wutai.

Wutai Mountain also moved, from the foot of the mountain to the back of the mountain, all the soil seemed to have come alive in the same moment, and was given life by some kind of magical power. Rolling and twisting, the soil that never saw the sun was arched to worship the sun-like magical power. The slightly dry grass on the ground was afraid of the pressure on the mountain, shrinking like an escape, turning into a mud dragon, and piercing deep into the ground. The soil below wanted to come up, and the soil above wanted to go down. Then it blended and twisted like rotten flesh on the body of a devil that devoured people.

The earth moved, and the buildings on the earth moved naturally, including temples, stone benches, incense burners, statues, and other things... they were torn into countless pieces, black, white, gold, and fragments of various colors by the powerful force of the world. They were like the common shots in movies. They were magically floating in the air, as if even the huge gravity of the earth had lost its effect at this moment.

The huge terrifying power moved towards the top of Yuelu Peak, carrying dust and light all the way, roaring and roaring, causing the air outside the peak to move, the light and the sound to move!

One movement of heaven and earth moves, and the six movements of heaven and earth are the great momentum.

The ant numbly watched the soil around them rolling, the earthworms watched the earth become soft, the birds looked at the vision in front of them with some surprise, the beasts played among the flying rocks, and the big trees twisted their bodies slightly and looked at the abnormal movements between the sky and the earth kindly.

Millions of monks in the mountain were kneeling on the ground, but suddenly they were in trouble, but their faces were peaceful and they were not hurt at all in the terrifying danger.

Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta causes the six movements of heaven and earth, but does not harm the creatures. He eliminates the four disasters of blood, fire, swords and weapons. This is the realm of the great bodhisattva.

After the terrifying shock, the Wutai Mountains returned to normal, but the land was a little softer, the grass was a little tired, and the monks were a little confused, and they were as usual.

However, after the shock wave went up to Yuegui Peak, it took off its magical coat and revealed its real and terrifying power. It rushed straight into the foot of the high mountain. When it met the rocks and rocks, it all formed a bunch of abnormal movements within hundreds of square kilometers. It rushed out of the cliff with a bang, wrapped in countless thousands of tons of rocks, and surging out from all directions, pressing tightly on the ordinary monk with firm hands.

Pressed on Ye Xiangseng!

There was a loud bang, but there was no lingering sound. The sound wave rushed out half a foot and stopped abruptly, then it closed again and returned. The rock suddenly shrank again and squeezed into the middle!

Such a terrifying collision, even if Yi Tianxing Earth's Vajra body would have to break the flesh. Although Ye Xiangseng is in the realm of a Bodhisattva, how could he be able to resist the power of the six movements of heaven and earth?

The faint golden light dispersed at the top of the Laurel Peak. This light is different from the wisdom light of Manjushri. Although it is also the wisdom light, it is the wisdom light of the Bodhisattva of Unconscious and Unscrupulous. In the middle of the light ball, Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta has already shown the treasure image of the Bodhisattva's body.

The Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta wore a crown on his head. The crown was neither gold nor silver, but it was extremely noble. It was hollowed out in the middle, and several small flowers were embedded. There was a vase among the flowers, emitting light. The Bodhisattva was wearing a wide-sleeved coat, a long skirt on his bottom, and a necklace on his chest, and his right elbow was slightly hung around his waist. A platform of green lotus was naturally grown under his feet.

Pure and solemn, and the power of great power appears.

Yuegui Peak was more than 100 meters short, but not a piece of it was cut off. Instead, the rocks on the top of the peak were tighter by this power, and they were shrinking by more than 100 meters. In such a terrifying change in the world, Ye Xiangseng was probably dead, right?

A trace of indescribable expression flashed in the eyes of Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta. He hung flat on his waist and trembled slightly, and the lotus bud was gradually blooming in his right hand.

As the lotus buds bloomed, the huge rocks piled up like mountains on Laurel Peak seemed to be pulled by some huge force and began to slowly move away. They made a creaking sound. The huge rock moved to the side and sprinkled with stone powder. The sound was like a snow in June.

Even these extremely hard stones were knocked into powder. From this, we can imagine the power of the previous impact.

The rock gradually moved away, and finally revealed the open space inside. The scene above the open space was very miserable.

It's really miserable.

I saw a little monk lying on the ground dejectedly, his body had been crushed by the huge rocks and deformed, his head turned into a strange shape in a very desolate manner, his ears were torn under his jaw, but his eyes were knocked to the top of his head and removed, in a mess.

However, it's very strange.

Because there was no blood, there was no trace of blood, there was no on the deformed face, there was no in the moved eye socket. There was no body squeezed into a sugar-like body. Even the ordinary robe looked so clean, except for some clean white stone powder. There was no blood pool of internal organs.

Moreover, Ye Xiangseng's body seemed to have undergone some change, and it seemed to shrink by a size, curling in his cassock like a child. The cassock was very big, but there was no sign of too much body, covering his motionless body like a torn quilt on the bed.

Ye Xiangseng moved for a moment, then slowly got up from the ground.

He stretched out his white and tender palm like a child and held his chin. He rubbed it, then pulled the skin on his face a few times, then lifted his ears that were hanging down under his jaw upwards. Finally, he slapped hard, slapped his eyes back from the top of his head back to his face.

It looks scary, like a clay man who can be kneaded at will.

At this time, his face finally returned to normal, but not the Vajra face he had when he was in the Manjushri of Lion. Instead, he looked like a harmless and pure child. He was even more childish and softer than when he was in a provincial bookstore.

The earth-shaking blow like the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta did not kill him!

Before the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta moved, the lotus seat under his feet slowly moved forward, and there was still no expression on his face, as if he was not very surprised by Ye Xiangseng's resurrection.

Ye Xiangseng no longer looked like a child at this time, but a child with his hands and feet cage in a tattered cassock, and the cassock was hanging all the way to the ground. Such a handsome little monk stood among the gravels on the peaks, his face was quiet, and his hands were closed.

"In the past five hundred years, you have had many opportunities to become a manju, but you have never. Today, I never thought of using the manju, as a manju, to face me with the manju." Dashizhi's lips moved slightly and asked in a golden light: "Senior brother, it seems that you are preparing for these repetitive stories over the past five hundred years."

The little monk Ye Xiang bowed his head and said, "The Rutong is originally a pure and harmless image. The Bodhisattva is very moved, so I have to respond with ease, just to protect this skin."

For some reason, Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta smiled and said with a smile: "The most gentle statue of the child, who can deal with the power of the six movements of heaven and earth, and the most gentle in the world, is easy for the senior brother to deal with it."

Ye Xiangseng responded with a smile: "A thousand years ago, after talking to Laojun, he used this meaning in the realm of a child, but never used it."

No wonder some people say that all people in the great realm are very hypocritical people. Seeing that these two great Bodhisattvas are originally enemies of life and death, they were just starting to hold a tactical summary discussion on the cliff of Laurel.

A loud sound!

The golden light was made in the pupils of Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta. The green lotus on his right hand had already bloomed. At this time, a petal was forced out by the Bodhisattva's great power, and it broke out like a sharp arrow, and came to Ye Xiangseng's ground in an instant.

After crossing in the wind, the petal suddenly turned into a huge petal the size of a small house. The edges of the petals with light pink in the blue color were shining with golden light, which seemed extremely sharp!

Although Ye Xiangseng was in the realm of Manjushri, his body was as soft and pure as the softest and purest existence in the world, and could still remain intact under the oppression of the six movements of heaven and earth, but if he encountered such a Buddhist magic weapon, the sharp edge of the petals and the method of killing was completely different from the power of the six movements of heaven and earth.

This is purely physical tearing. If Ye Xiangseng really uses the body of the Rutong Manjushri to resist, he will definitely be split in half!

A soft sound of "bang!"

Ye Xiangseng slapped his hands gently, and the applause sounded. At the same time, his body suddenly grew bigger and returned to the size of a normal person. His childish color was completely removed, his facial features gradually showed a heroic look, his eyebrows were about to fly and thrust out like a sword, and his whole body was also shrouded in the tiny tiny of the Vajra, and a pound of force suddenly burst out from his body.

It was this clasped his palms and slapped the huge sharp petals that scattered in the palm of his palm in a flash!

A Buddha roar came from Ye Xiangseng's mouth, and the power of anger like a lion penetrated into his arms. The cassock on his arms was slit inch, and the petals in his palm were also scattered by this huge and unparalleled power. The petal fragments, which were still carrying the supreme magic power of the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta, wiped his body and shot into the sky, and shot into the rocks of Yue Peak more quickly than bullets.

After a moment, the seemingly weak petals penetrated the rock layers hundreds of meters thick and came out through the mountains, and their speed continued to decrease. They screamed and shot into the dark blue sky that was unknown.

Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta smiled slightly, but he couldn't tell whether it was bitter or confident in his smile, and there was even a hint of relief.

Then he raised his right hand again, and the completely blooming green lotus in his hand shone brightly, and countless petals emerged from his body, holding terrifying power and sharp edges, and heading towards Ye Xiangseng.

No matter whether the Bodhisattva laughs, crys, or is sensational or quiet.

Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta always wants to kill Manjushri Bodhisattva. I don’t know how many times he has killed him in five hundred years. It is so boring and so heartbroken to all living beings.

Ye Xiangseng stood at the top of the peak with his face calm, but his eyebrows were raised like a sword. A powerful momentum that had never appeared on him before suddenly enveloped him. He raised his right hand empty, as if holding a Vajra Sword, his left hand slightly drooped, and his jade-like arms and palms seemed to be full of infinite power.

It is: the statue of the Lion Manjushri.
Chapter completed!