My enemies became my companions

Chapter 200 The Best of All Weapons

The wronged souls that were sculpted into Buddha statues all dispersed, as if they had entered into reincarnation. Yin Tingxue felt a little dizzy and almost couldn't stand.

Chen Yi pressed her shoulders in time and she stood still.

"Are you okay?" Chen Yi asked softly, but his face was shrouded in shadow.

Yin Tingxue was frightened for some reason and responded softly:

"F-okay."

Chen Yi squinted at her.

Before he could speak, Yin Tingxue said hurriedly:
"I don't know either. I don't know what happened. I just read some scriptures and all the wronged souls flew away."

Obviously, she was afraid that Chen Yi would think that she was hiding something from him, so she explained before Chen Yi opened his mouth.

This girl who had the misfortune of becoming a concubine has always been afraid of her husband.

Chen Yi touched her head, and seeing her subconscious panic, he laughed and said:
"Even if you really hid it from me, I won't pursue it here."

The words sounded nice, but Yin Tingxue didn't believe it at all. He really enjoyed bullying her, so how could he just say he would not pursue the matter?

I’m afraid that if I really don’t pursue the matter, they will find excuses later.

The little fox more or less realized that Chen Yi didn't bully him because he did something wrong, but because he wanted to bully him.

As for whether or not someone has done anything wrong, if they have done something wrong, he has the right to bully them; if they have not done anything wrong, he has the wrong right to bully them.

Chen Yi understood Yin Tingxue's fear of him, so he didn't say anything and just walked forward.

The space in front of me is not wide, but long and narrow, and there seems to be something in its depths.

Slowly walking to the end, Chen Yi stopped. Looking up, he saw a statue of Medicine Buddha holding a priceless pearl and making the Three Realms Seal, and beside him were two Bodhisattvas, Medicine King and Medicine Master, accompanying him.

There is a bowl of water in front of the lotus platform of the Buddha statue.

The Medicine Buddha statue has no face and is empty, though compassion can still be seen.

Yin Tingxue took a look and quickly lowered her head.

Chen Yi caught her little movement, stroked her back with his fingers, and asked lightly:

"What did you see?"

After Yin Tingxue hesitated, she replied:
“…I saw that Medicine Buddha…had a face like mine, so scary.”

Chen Yi's eyes became serious when he heard this.

And Yin Tingxue's next sentence made Chen Yi's hands sweat.

"That statue of Medicine Buddha looks a bit like my mother."

Yin Tingxue added in a soft voice.

This was extremely disrespectful, so after she finished speaking, she whispered "Amitabha".

Chen Yi's brows became serious, and then without saying a word, he slashed with his knife.

The Buddha statue, along with the two Bodhisattva statues, all broke into pieces and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

The three solemn statues had been completely disfigured. Chen Yi took a step or two forward, as if to confirm.

Then he saw that the bowl of water in front of the lotus platform of the Buddha statue remained motionless.

As he looked over there, the calm water surface suddenly began to ripple, the water became turbid and unclear, and strange and blurry colors gradually emerged.

A strange face appeared.

"We finally meet, Captain Chen."

The images on the water surface are blurry and difficult to distinguish.

But Chen Yi could still guess that it was the last successor of the Hehuan Sect, Zhao Bai.

"The Buddhist method of eighty thousand eyes?"

Yin Weiying was surprised when he saw the face emerging from the water.

On the water surface, Zhao Bai nodded slightly, as if agreeing with the nun's guess.

Chen Yi looked at Zhao Bai in the water and rubbed his chin.

He had previously killed two descendants of the Hehuan Sect.

The person in front of him is the last successor of the Hehuan Sect.

"It seems like you and I are enemies rather than friends."

No one comes to visit you for no reason. Chen Yi really wants to find out the purpose of his sudden appearance.

What's more, there was a bowl of water between them, so it was impossible to cut it with a knife.

Zhao Bai on the other side of the water smiled and said:

"We can also turn enemies into friends, and... maybe I can help you."

Chen Yi was a little curious and asked:

"What can you help me with?"

"Deal with King Annan."

Zhao Bai threw out his bait directly.

"Why do you need my help?"

"She received an inch of the lapis lazuli light from Medicine Buddha, and will be immortal and will never suffer any disaster. She also studied the words written on the robes of Zen Master Wuxiang..." Zhao Bai seemed to be confident and spoke in a steady tone.

In his opinion, Chen Yi had no reason to refuse.

"She will enter the fourth level, and although Captain Chen survived the siege, he must have also entered the fourth level. Moreover, he must understand the peak momentum when entering the fourth level for the first time."

On the water surface, Zhao Bai's face did not show any trace of anxiety. Instead, he looked calm, as if everything was under control.

This made Chen Yi... a little unhappy.

If you are unhappy, why bother to give him a good face? Is it just adding to the pain of your own killing knife?
On the water surface, Zhao Bai's pupils suddenly shrank. He saw the terrifyingly cold knife light filling his entire field of vision, followed by a loud bang of breaking.

The water in the bowl that looked like Zhao Bai's face became muddy, and when it calmed down again, only his ashen face was left.

Why is this thousand households so...

Don't know what's good for you?!
Zhao Bai couldn't understand how the man named Chen Yi could be so sure that he could kill Qin Qingluo. He just refused to let him in due to a disagreement. Such a man was either a fool or a madman.

He took a deep breath, regained his composure, and murmured to himself:
"Then now, only those two bald donkeys are left."

Now, his own strength is far from enough to break the impasse. He has to find a glimmer of hope amidst all the calculations, even those of immortals and Buddhas.

The King of Annan could see that he was deliberately tempting him with benefits just to survive. How could he not see that the King of Annan could see it?

No one really wants to be anyone's puppet, not even the immortals or Buddhas.

Since the founding of the Hehuan Sect, various figures have laid countless clues.

Now the fortune of the entire sect is concentrated on him, so he wants to try to take a gamble and gamble for a way to survive.

Zhao Bai stood up leisurely, his sleeves brushing across the water.

Then, he strode forward. According to the time, King Annan was still accommodating that inch of glass light.

In order to survive in danger, he had to do some small tricks.

"I believe that Master Zhihui is very generous and will not care about my selfish desire to survive."

He wanted to gamble that the nun would not stop his small action in order to prevent him from becoming desperate and ruining his big plan.

In other words, he was taking advantage of the nun's power.

He had no choice, so he learned to live under someone else's roof early on.

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The huge backlight was covered with gold foil, but its brilliance was extremely restrained, and the Medicine Buddha statue in front of Qin Qingluo still had no face.

The Pure Land Sect states that Medicine Buddha is the leader of the Eastern Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. With his profound vows and endless merits, he can not only eliminate the sufferings of all living beings, but also eliminate disasters caused by earth, water, fire and wind.

The vows of this Buddha are inconceivable. If someone is seriously ill and shows signs of death, if his relatives offer worship to Medicine Buddha wholeheartedly day and night when he is about to die, recite the "Medicine Tathagata Sutra" forty-nine times, light forty-nine lamps, and make forty-nine five-colored banners, that person's life will be extended.

At one time, Pure Land Buddhism was more popular in the north, while Zen Buddhism was more popular in the south. The Annan Royal Palace was in charge of southern Xinjiang, so it should have been close to Zen Buddhism. However, Zen Buddhism has always claimed to support the emperor since ancient times and has never done anything uprising. However, the Pure Land Sect is often the opposite. In every dynasty, there have been cases of Pure Land followers raising the flag of rebellion, and this has also led to the emergence of evil sects such as the White Lotus Sect.

Qin Qingluo knelt on the cushion. A tiny drop of pure light condensed between the eyebrows of Medicine Buddha. There were bursts of Sanskrit sounds, like chanting the holy name of "Namo Medicine Buddha".

The woman in red not far away was horrified when she saw the light. She felt that it was so similar to the bright light mentioned in the scriptures of the religion. She did not dare to look at it any longer for fear of becoming greedy.

An inch of colored glaze light slowly sank, and as it got closer, Qin Qingluo felt an unusual warmth all around him, as if his entire body and mind were cleansed.

Although the Medicine Buddha was covered in gold foil, it became dimmer as the glass light sank.

The golden light then lingered around Qin Qingluo.

The purple lightning in front of King Annan trembled slightly, as if he was in panic, but also seemed excited.

Suddenly, three thick bolts of lightning rose from the deep purple gun barrel and exploded beside Qin Qingluo. The lightning rose and sank, hissing and buzzing, as if competing with the glass light.

However, the pure glazed light stood still, like a mountain pressing down on one's head, and the lightning and thunder seemed to be gradually subdued. With the reflection of the Buddha's light, the three purple thunders settled down and danced around the glazed light.

The gun followed the master's heart, and Qin Qingluo's consciousness gradually became blurred, and the scene of the first time he held a gun inexplicably echoed in his mind.

The first time she used a gun when she was young, she stabbed an assassin who suddenly attacked her. There was a bloody hole under the cold tip of the gun. The dead assassin was her uncle, a sword fanatic.

Then she understood that the gun was the king of all weapons.

Even swords can be broken by guns!
There are six grades of spears: one is called divine, two is called profound, three is called proficient, four is called law-abiding, five is called slightly long, and six is ​​called powerful fighting.

Qin Qingluo was originally wavering between three and four, but now her cushion was shining like a golden lotus, surrounded by glazed light, and she actually vaguely realized what deification was.

Deification, deification, superb.

There are only a few people in the world who can push the gun into the realm of deification. Zhu Diji, the former gun leader, is one of them. Xu Qi, who used to use a gun but later mastered all kinds of weapons and returned to nature, is also one of them. Apart from them, there are only a few throughout the ages. Qin Qingluo has not yet entered the realm of deification, but even if he only has a vague understanding of it, it is of great significance for him to break through the fifth level of martial arts to the fourth level.

What is a gun?
When Sakyamuni was born, he took seven steps towards the four directions, raised his right hand and chanted the verse: "I am the only one who is supreme in heaven and on earth", which means "I am the best in this world".

This is the gun!

The best among all weapons!
Qin Qingluo had raised her eyes, her snake pupils were shining brightly with golden color, the Medicine Buddha had become completely dim, but she was surrounded by a faint halo, like a Buddhist monk who had attained the Arhat fruit.

The last descendant of the Hehuan Sect, Zhao Bai, walked out from behind the small door at some point and bowed to Qin Qingluo from a distance:

"I wish Your Majesty to receive this inch of colored glaze light."

"No need to be polite, just hand the robe to me."

After saying that, Qin Qingluo waved his hand.

The purple lightning flashed across the palm of the hand as if it were possessed by a spirit.

"After this, it's time to find someone to...try out the gun."

(End of this chapter)