Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 698 Manjusri's eight-character mantra

  Xin'an City stood silently in the sun, and Du Ruhui flew out.

  The guards of the city looked up at the back of the sky, their eyes admiring. Lord Guoxiang is Zhuang Guo's Dinghai Shenzhen. As long as you see him at any time, you can feel relieved.

  Even if the upright deputy minister Dong A died in battle, even if the people of Zhuang State proudly wish me treason. As long as Lord Guoxiang is still there, Zhuang Guo will never fall down!

  The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the familiar scenery of the village has passed by.

  In order to avoid missing any clues, Du Ruhui did not use the magical powers within reach, but instead relied on some kind of weak induction in the dark to fly all the way and search all the way.

  Heaven's Breath Method is a tracking secret method he mastered in his early years. The natural breath is unique, the earth breath has three breaths, and the human breath is infinite.

   Respond to human's breath with the breath of nature, and capture the answer in the dark.

  Because it is only a broken chapter, it is not accurate enough, and it can only be established under a certain strength gap.

   Judging from the traces of the scene, the murderer who killed Dong A was just between him and Dong A. Being able to kill Dong A is more because of restraint.

  Du Ruhui was sure that the Heaven’s Breath Law could be established, and indeed he caught a breath on Dong A’s corpse, and used this to pursue the murderer.

  It's just that the breath is weak, the induction is extremely shallow, and it is intermittent.

  But he is ready to spend a lot of time.

  His time is very precious, but in this matter, he thinks it is worth it.

  Fly all the way, looking like an eagle, patrolling the mountains and rivers of Zhuangjing, not letting go of any suspicious corners.

   Pursuing the murderer is not something he should do in his capacity. To be more serious, this is a light-use national device. But he couldn't rest assured of this matter.

  Zhuang Guo ushered in an unprecedented victory, but at the same time talents also encountered a huge gap.

  Dong A, who was expected to be the next prime minister, died in battle.

  Originally, Duan Li was abolished and He pulled a sword and died in battle. It was a trade-off for the victory of the national war. It cannot be simply said that it is worthwhile. Now it seems that it has become an unbearable burden.

  The two of them are the only strong men in Zhuang Guo who have the hope of hitting the realm of God.

  Who can fill this huge gap in talent? Who is more hopeful of climbing high and looking far away? Who is more worthy of being cultivated?

  Bai Yujun and Jiujiang Xuanjia both need new generals...

  Many people are eyeing the position of the deputy, but few have enough ability...

  Who else can take the Yellow River meeting planned before after I treason...

  So all kinds of things, make people feel bad.

  As Zhuang Guoguoxiang. He needs to worry about Zhuangguo's big and small affairs, even at this time when certain emotions cannot be shaken off, he cannot let go.

  Ye Lingxiao said that he could not be self.

  He can't help but admit it.

  He didn’t even have time to be sad.

  ……

  ……

  Anonymous hill.

   Jiang Wang has fainted here for a long time, always curled up like a baby, ignorant.

  The black mist became denser and thicker, wrapping him like a black cocoon.

  Desperate, closed, and sleepy.

  But in the black cocoon, there is still a gleam...

  It was three shaky glimmers, but never extinguished.

  In the empty hill, there is a vague laughter.

  But the laughter was occasionally interrupted by the sound of swords.

  The Sauvignon Blanc, which is held tightly in his hand, will suddenly tremble from time to time, as if fighting against the wild laughter. The sword master was still in a coma, and Jianming was certainly not an opponent.

  But whenever the sound of the sword is about to be suppressed, there will be Sanskrit singing.

  Listen carefully, that Sanskrit sings--

   Buzz! Ah! mum! provoke! Hum! Huh! just! Luo!

  This is the eight-character mantra of all Buddha's heart and fearlessness, also known as Manjusri's eight-character mantra.

  The origin of this mantra is extraordinary, it can be clearly wise, and pressure troubles.

  In the legend of Buddhism, the Great Wisdom Manjushri Bodhisattva is the servant of Shakyamuni Buddha, representing the wisdom of Buddha.

  This eight-character mantra rotates endlessly, helping the sound of swords to compete with the laughter.

   Jiang Wang closed his eyes tightly, his frozen expression particularly painful. But his lips were moving, and he made a flat and indifferent voice: "Old bald donkey, delay my major event...Sooner or later, I will kill you and destroy you."

  The content of the speech is extremely harsh, but the controlled black mist is extremely patient. Like a spider forming a web, the black cocoons are intertwined little by little. Slowly and firmly erode the host.

  The darker the black, the darker the darker. Condensed in the day and undercurrents.

  The three gleams in the black cocoon faded away.

  But at the next moment, as if to feel some kind of change, the black mist rolled violently several times like unwillingly, but still failed to completely annihilate the glimmer, so it stopped surging.

   "Damn it."

  'Jiang Wang' with his eyes closed, suddenly said.

  The black mist calms down, and if there is spirituality, all "deep" into the body.

  ……

  ……

   "Jiang Wang! Jiang Wang! Jiang Wang!"

   "Wake up!"

   "Wake up!"

  There is a voice calling.

  Very familiar...anxious?

  The sound seemed to come out slowly from the deepest part of the water.

  So the "sea" began to shake slightly, and the "waves" rotated freely.

  Everything in the world seems to have a sound, and the vivid feeling comes back to my heart.

  Jiang Wang slowly recovered from the chaotic state, still stupefied. It seems that there are many important things piling up in my heart, but I can't remember anything.

  My demon...Dong A is dead...Is Jiang Yan fainted or wiped out...Xin'an City...Zhuang Gaoxian...Calm down, calm Jiang Wang! ...What's wrong, what's wrong with me...no, what's wrong...

  Magical thoughts are in a mess, exploding from here to there.

  It was so explosive that my brain buzzed.

  The headache felt like it was about to split, as if there were countless knives cutting through it, like a chisel in the head. The body also has a very uncomfortable stiffness, and every joint seems to be very dry...Until now, he has not established a connection with his sword.

  Yes, my sword. He thought.

  It is a sword that cuts iron like mud.

  The name of the sword is Sauvignon Blanc. The birth process has cast his love and hatred.

  Use Shenlong wood sheath to hide the front, and warm it with supernatural power seeds.

  For a long time, there was no one in front or behind, only the sword in his hand.

  For a long time, one man, one sword, and alone.

  When encountering mountains, opening mountains, encountering rivers and breaking rivers.

  Not long ago, Sauvignon Blanc has been cut to people who have been "lovesick" for a long time.

   "Yes... my sword."

  He murmured. As if to find some kind of light, got some kind of clue.

  Humanistic sword will begin to condense.

  With all the complicated and painful things, Jiang Yan’s voice had already been heard before he had time to cut a small intestine path.

   "It's too late, quickly put on the hidden clothes and use the means left by Yin Guan!" Jiang Yan shouted.

  Jiang Wang didn’t think too much, because a kind of life-instinct fear had already poured into his mind, and a strong sense of crisis exploded in his mind.

  He and Jiang Yan share this body, and they also share life and death crisis.

  Jiang Wang sat up suddenly!

  Regained control of the body in an instant, and almost subconsciously took out the concealed clothes and put on them, causing Yin Guan to leave behind the means, motionless.

  And just in the next moment, a figure that is flying fast is whizzing past from here.

  Ufa shawl, amazing momentum. His gaze swept across the hill without stopping.

   Jiang Wang did not speak.

  At the same time he saw the Ufa figure, he was fully awake. A drop of cold sweat dripped from the temple!

  If Du Ruhui is here and now, seeing him now, he will never survive.

  (End of this chapter)