Chapter 053 – You are Buddha, I will enter Vajra.

Xu Fengyen slapped his forehead, put away his hands from the Huishan Daxueping side of the great power to shake the Kunlun, swept back, regardless of whether the herdsmen understand the Guseizhou accent language, to their young and strong personnel first retreat, Xu Fengyen took the lead in picking up a nomadic child under the armpits, and then picked up a teenager near the knees slightly curved, such as a feather arrow catapulted over the crags, several times folded and catapulted to the top of the mountain, put down and then leapt down! Bottom of the canyon, and then wrapped and pulled two young children, only to see him rabbit up and down, the figure of a little long-distance, the herdsmen do not care about the lifeblood of the general sheep and horses tents, desperately retreat, Xu Fengyen a gas does not stop, more than a dozen times to rise and fall, finally the first more than 20 children sent to the top of the mountain, cattle hooves roar such as the spring thunder explosion, the canyon cliffs gravel shaking down, dust filled the corner when a group of robust bison have been such as a tidal wave to the head first, Xu Fengyen to the Those who pretend to stay in the young strong herdsmen do not care, a gas up and down, found a delicate figure, is bending down to help a child who fell to the hand is still holding a, Xu Fengyen ran to the body, out of the corner of his eye to see the side of her face, slightly stunned, but also do not care about what, casually copied the two children swept to the top of the mountain, put down, after the fall, re-entered the valley floor, the canyon is still the remaining more than eighty desperately fleeing the Herdsmen, only to see that can let His Highness the son of the world still want to be surprised as a young girl pursed lips, stood in place, a face of gratitude from the bottom of the heart, eyes with life and death have life release, Xu Fengyen did not have her this can defy life and death of the leisure, in the face of the vast and raging raiding herd of wild cattle, together back to the fall of the two qifu, then climbed to the Kunlun.

The ground shook greatly, the herdsmen were frightened legs soft, the canyon floor is already pitted, the ground trembling, more and more difficult to walk, there are a few elderly staggered to the ground, struggling to get up and then run.

Xu Fengyen’s rising momentum is majestic, like thunder on the ground, thunder against thunder. Qi flows all over the body, leaking out like a flood, with the flood against the flood.

Xu Fengyen again phew a gas, suddenly opened his eyes, his hands each sliding outward to wipe, the arc is soft, the dust shall not be close to the body of one foot. Blood splattered, but even so, the dense black pressure of the herd was hard to block the footsteps, shall not advance the slightest!

A head weighing two or three thousand pounds of back row of bison in turn hit the wall, bones and bones, instantly up to three feet high, suddenly erected a scarlet wall, blood viscous and fuzzy, shocking to the eye.

Robust bison horns long and sharp, curved out two amazing arc, four feet below the knee is white, shoulder and back high as a tumor, any individual one carry out let a person fear, the grassland is not lack of lion and wolf by adult bison horn toppled the scene. Not to mention that this is a torrent of cattle that can destroy mountains? In the canyon, there is no way to hide in the cramped space, as if the narrow road, the only way to swear to death to break through, there is no other way.

The nature of the bison is docile, just a brain into the canyon, hooves wildly running, and gradually stirred up the ferocious blood, especially by man-made obstacles to stagnation, the world’s so-called bull’s-eye is really a prophecy.

Xu Fengyen pressed his hands downward, and more than forty bison corpses suddenly fell down.

His feet also slid two steps backward on the ground.

Without any obstruction, the bison trod on the corpses and continued to run wildly.

Xu Fengyen’s sleeves fluttered, his left foot slid out one step, his arms spread out, and violently pushed forward, the wind and sand in front of his body rose up, especially the cliffs on both sides were pulled by the qi, and many large flying stones like buckets were ripped out of the cliffs, and shot towards the bulls. Slightly blocked the bull rush, Xu Fengyen does not care about the corners of the mouth oozing blood, know that the flying stones are just a solution to the urgent need to escape from a drop in the bucket, previously a block, when a block, in the final analysis is just a reduction in the compression of the bulls articulated tail gap, now seems to be fruitful, when the torrent contains the momentum of the front of the pouncing completely rebounded and exploded, it is the real head of the suffering. If it is to the finger Xuan realm, it is possible to open the cliffs, is expected to block the canyon, estimated that the ordinary diamond realm of the body, can not withstand this wave of big waves of stone rushing ah. Unfortunately, Xu Fengnian, who is still a line away from the Vajra realm, retreated a few steps back, and quickly changed his breath in the middle of the process, even spitting out the gaps of blood and water, exhaling one and inhaling six, his long shirt was windless, and he shook the Kunlun again.

To be able to block a step is a step.

Week after week, the great yellow court cycle of birth.

A dozen back and forth, has slid back six or seven feet step by step, during the period of impatience, Xu Fengyin killing heart, to land rolling stone to make a pass sword Qi rolling dragon wall, will be a dozen head of bison to go back and forth to the bones, the price is to inhibit the mouth of the spray of fresh blood, the heart was shocked, and then do not dare to do things, only feel aggrieved to the extreme, hostility skyrocketed, the eyes red, the red jujube mark in the center of the eyebrow slowly turned light purple, light purple into deep purple, the eyes no longer see, and no longer smell, the eyes no longer see, and no longer smell, the eyes no longer smell. Eyes no longer see, and no longer hear, in a dead place and then live, no longer weigh the pros and cons of life and death, and gradually into an unspeakable state of mind, there is a chasm between life and death, Confucianism to think no evil, no shame in heaven and earth not afraid of life and death, Taoism to do great things with purity and inactivity, the Buddhists do not hesitate to use their bodies as a bridge to send people to the other side of the river. Xu Fengyen start hand shaking Kunlun, steal the teacher in the big snow Ping Confucian Xuan Yuan Jing Cheng, own a although millions of people I go forward of the righteousness, at first to save the herdsmen and dangers, the heart of the unknown good karma of the private thoughts, but for a long time, and then there is no obstacle, into the world, but the world inadvertently born of the world of mind, the big yellow court planting golden lotus, buds waiting to bloom, a moment of clarity to get a long life.

Xu Fengyen has opened his mind to the giant queue without realizing it.

His right hand is naturally behind his back, his eyes are closed and he is concentrating, and the palm of his left hand is facing up. I only remember when I first went to Wudang Mountain, heard that the head teacher Wang Chonglou had cut off the Canglan, a gas deliberately to the top, Xu Fengyen left hand gently scratched, out of the mouth murmured: “Broken River.”

One zhang in front of his body, the ground cracked into a chasm, reaching the cliff.

A line of six or seven bison fell into the chasm, was behind a few lines of bison that could not jump in time to fill up the later, the later once again as if they were running on the ground to continue to run forward, blood splattered in all directions.

You run and I break.

Xu Fengyin leisurely glided backwards, one break and then another.

It is really a good picture of the sad scene of the rising and falling of the tide.

Xu Fengyen seems to have a dashing and uninhibited figure, talking about endless idleness talking about endless flirtation, but he is already bleeding from his seven orifices. Great yellow court no matter how subtle continuous, and then known for its internal strength, is not an inexhaustible bottomless abyss, especially is very concerned about the beginning of the fold and turn and, His Highness the son of this kind of life-threatening realm of strong mention of a palm to break the river, there is always a time to run out of gas. Xu Fengyen like a fish swimming in the moss between the green stone, no sword in hand, but there is a kind of flood with the herd of cattle against the idea of understanding, intuition tells him that certainly can be the right place and time to realize that the sixth page of the knife spectrum. Only the idea was born, it was extinguished, because Xu Fengyen hit a soft body that could not avoid, is that not in a hurry to escape, just waiting for Xu Fengyen to retreat a few steps will trot a few steps of the herdsman girl, Xu Fengyen do not know how many times the qi circulation, Li Chungang said that the peak of the sword, the essence of the eight extremes, the ultimate sword art two sleeves of the green snake pulling the qi flow of the eight hundred miles in an instant, Xu Fengyen do not dare to compare, but I’m afraid that the body boil the qi! At least there is also an instant of 100 miles of the ground, Xu Fengyen bitter smile, head also does not turn, grab her soft shoulders, thrown back, stop, closed sheath to raise the sword, this is to pull the body bow such as the full moon, pull to the extreme point before giving up, this kind of goat path to climb the martial arts path of the rustic path, for fear of pulling the bow collapsed broken strings, once it happens, is not a drop in the realm of one or two this is as simple as good luck, in nine cases out of ten to destroy the hard work of opening up to build a foundation. Huangtian Everlasting Lotus is not that the weeds on the plain, can be a year, withered and then want to open, difficult as heaven.

I don’t know how far those herdsmen ran, whether they are out of the canyon?

Xu Fengnian clenched his teeth and thought to himself, I’ll hold on for a while longer, if I can’t, I’ll have to withdraw, and if I have to carry on, I’ll really have to die here.

I’m afraid of dying in the second place, but even more unwillingly ah.

Let the bison roar rushing, is close at hand, Xu Fengyen still complete a large circulation flow, already clearly visible front row of bison hideous horror eyes.

The bison’s head was simultaneously lowered, to stab this fellow to death with both horns.

Xu Fengnian’s shirt shrunk and then drummed. The drumming was especially a few points better than before. Both hands cupped circles on his chest.

Starting with a small circle, the circle begets a circle, and the large circle has the magnificent weather that encompasses heaven and earth.

The canyon dust flew like a round mirror.

Xu Fengnian moved back almost an inch.

The bison herd was just as unbelievably inches forward.

Having agreed with himself that he would just hold on for a while longer, without realizing it Xu Fengyen had already held on for a long time.

At the top of the mountain wearing a simple robe of the old monk feet off the ground, holding a bamboo reed staff, like an immortal walking on the wind, saw this scene, slightly moved, sighed softly: “Forget about life and death, full of blood, is the courage of a man. After sobering up and knowing that there is something not to do, still not forgetting to do something. You can know the nature of the root and bone. A little selfishness is not enough to cover up goodness.”

The old monk folded and swept into the bottom of the canyon, like a falcon swooping down, grabbing Xu Fenian with one hand, his toes stepping in the air, a series of airborne dragonflies, drifting towards the herder girl, softly saying, “Your Highness saves the day, and allows the old monk who has made a big mistake to stop the herd of wild oxen.”

When Xu Fengyen subconsciously wrapped his arm around the young girl’s waist, the old monk softly recited “Rise”, and a man and a woman floated to the top of the mountain.

The old monk’s feet finally landed on the ground, and after turning around, he plunged his zen staff into the earth with a loud bang.

If not wearing a robe, otherwise it will give people a kind eyebrow such as the village wild old man, the old monk, vajra eyes, facing the tide of cattle, a muffled low roar.

The sound is like a swift thunderstorm, and the fame moves several miles away.

North Mang new martial arts evaluation of this Buddhist saint is held in high esteem, there are clouds: two Zen Temple Dragon Tree Sage monk, the performance of the law without fear, such as the right voice, there is a lion’s roar, deterring the living beings.

The bison herd stopped charging forward at once, and the place was silent.

Blood flowed in the canyon.

The old monk bowed his head in shame and folded his hands.

Xu Fengyen was exhausted, stumbled, sat on his butt, the young girl sat behind him cross-legged, her eyes full of tears, her hands softly supporting his Highness who fell backwards. Xu Fengyen did not have that mind to calculate the old monk under the set or how, also not in the mood to pay attention to the woman behind him, just looked down at the blood-stained lapel, smiled bitterly and said: “Always spit out blood like this is not a thing ah.”

Then this fainted.

The old monk pulled out his bamboo reed staff to the top of the mountain, gave Xu Fengnian pulse, as if relieved, and then took out the white bowl from the back of the traveling bag, finger on his wrist, after filling a bowl handed to the girl.

The old monk’s blood was not the scarlet color of normal people, but the golden color that was only recorded in obscure Buddhist texts!

He was already a Buddha who had truly attained the Vajra realm.

The young girl’s mind was clear, she embraced Xu Fenian and fed him this bowl of golden blood that was worth much more than just a city.

The old monk got up and floated back down to the bottom of the valley, reciting the Vajra Sutra all the way there, and after getting out of the canyon, swept up to the top of the mountain, propped down the inferior horse, led the horse forward, and said softly, “Congratulations to Your Highness on your first entry into the Great Vajra Realm.”