Chapter 466: Shocking Change

In the Shuangshu Garden, two streams of black and white light collided rapidly in the void.

Exactly the same power, exactly the same speed, exactly the same cultivation. Prajna and Maha brothers risked their lives to fight in the void. Once the innate treasure in their hands touched the demon pestle, a dazzling lotus-shaped light spurted out, covering the entire Shuangshu Garden.

They all trembled up and down.

If the core energy of the Double Tree Garden was not provided by the Seven Treasures Tree, Prajna and Maha would have collapsed long ago.

The Buddha of Life and Death stood between the two Bodhi trees with his hands clasped together, looking up coldly at the two streams of light that were all over the sky.

The speed is so frightening that even the Buddha of Life and Death cannot capture the figures of Prajna and Maha in the stream of light. The power of the two is also frightening. The Buddha of Life and Death can feel it from the violent fluctuations in the space of Shuangshu Garden.

It turns out that the physical strength of each of the two brothers is more than ten thousand times that of his own.

Coupled with their powerful cultivation and the power of the laws of heaven from the innate great sage from a foreign land. If there is a head-on confrontation, even if the Buddha of Life and Death is already a Hongmeng level existence, he is not sure that he can take down the Prajna and Maha who have joined forces.

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"Fortunately, Prajna is still my good boy!"

The Buddha of Life and Death smiled lightly and shook his head gently.

He had full control over the reactions of the two brothers. Maha's rough temper was like that. He would not have any respect or affection for his biological father. He valued the brothers who had been with him through life and death for more than ten thousand years more.

His feelings. Faced with his biological father who was planning to take advantage of him, it was his natural reaction to raise the demon pestle and smash it down on his head.

And what about Prajna? He is filial to his parents, loving to his brothers, and loyal to his friends. But when the interests of his parents and brothers and friends are on opposite sides, he must face a painful choice. And there is no doubt that no matter which side he chooses,

, will deeply hurt the other party.

For such a stubborn person, once he is unable to make a choice, destroying himself will be his only resort.

Fortunately, the saint's methods were extremely mysterious and he had laid out another clue in advance - Prajna and Maha's mother alone bore the original sin of the entire Roman race and is now suffering in hell. This forced Prajna to commit suicide even if he wanted to.

He must make a choice - whether he chooses to rescue his biological mother or protect his brother's interests.

When his mother is still suffering in hell, destroying himself in order to escape from this dilemma is something that Prajna cannot do.

And Maha definitely chose to safeguard the interests of his brothers, which made it logical for Prajna to choose to stand on the side of the Buddha of Life and Death. In Prajna's view, one of his brothers chose his brother, and the other chose his parents.

It is fair and reasonable, so he will not have much ideological resistance to standing on the side of the Buddha of Life and Death and safeguarding the interests of the Buddha of Life and Death.

Such an exquisite calculation, the calculation of a saint!

The Buddha of Life and Death sighed deeply. Not to mention his teachings, deeds, and magical power, just in terms of scheming, he was far, far behind the saint. After all, a saint is a saint. Who can escape such a plan?

What about the past?

But the calculations of the two Buddhist saints are obviously one level higher than those of the Three Pure Ones!

Sanqing is only calculating the control of heaven and the positions of three saints. But what the two saints of Buddhism are calculating are those false things?

After sneering a few times, the Buddha of Life and Death returned all his attention to the two brothers who were fighting. This time, Buddha of Life and Death's face became ugly again. Prajna was obviously a bit inferior to Maha, and he had endless intentions to kill.

Moha was forced to retreat continuously!

Prajna inherited the power of life and death from the Buddha, while Maha inherited the breath of death. When the brothers fought with others, Prajna was more focused on being on the sidelines and supporting his comrades in the battle with his anger. Maha was more focused on rushing in and killing first.

Line, his murderous aura is stronger.

When the two brothers move their hands, Prajna's every move is more defensive. The same is true for the immovable Buddha's light that he has cultivated. Just like Mount Sumeru protects the whole body, no matter how violent the storm is, his body will not move.

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And Maha has a murderous nature. Even if two brothers fight, he will not care about the good or bad, and just use his most lethal moves. After cultivating Prajna to achieve the Buddha's light without even thinking, he seems to be lazy.

The little nun who knew how to adjust his breath in the early days also cultivated the Buddha Flame of the World-Destroying Ming King that he understood with all his heart.

The crimson Buddha flames wrapped around Maha's body in the shape of a lotus, causing Maha to burn like a big torch. His Demon-Conquering Pestle also absorbed the power of the Buddha's Flame, the Ming King of Destruction, and the Demon-Conquering Pestle had turned red all over.

It is emitting a bright light, like a pure light and shadow, turning into countless lasers and shooting all over the sky. Every blow can shatter the stars and turn the earth into nothing.

One blow, two blows, Prajna's unwavering Buddha's light protected his whole body, leaving only a few ripples.

One hundred blows, two hundred blows, Prajna's body trembled faintly, and the Buddha's light was knocked out with a hammer that was ten thousand meters high without moving, and his body began to retreat.

Thousand blows, two thousand blows, the Buddha's light was like a candle in the storm, and the whole body began to shake. Prajna was sweating like rain, and Maha's crazy attacks were coming from all directions.

Endless, the protective Buddha light outside his body sprayed out in large swaths, turning into countless dots of golden light that dispersed.

Ten thousand strikes, twenty thousand strikes, and in an instant Maha launched nearly a million full-force attacks. Prajna's body-protecting Buddha's light had become fragmented, with only a Buddha's light no more than three inches thick barely protecting his body.

Under Maha's crazy blow, Prajna had already lost his footing and was driven back continuously by the terrifying force of the blow.

After nearly a million full-force bombardments, Maha sweated like rain all over his body, and the pores all over his body expanded. A stream of red fire spewed out from his body along with the sweat, rushing out like a high-pressure whistle with a sharp whistle.

Far away.

Swinging the heavy demon-conquering pestle with all his strength, Maha's two arms had swelled to more than twice the thickness as usual. The muscles all over his body swelled, and the ferocious and twisted muscle strips were beating violently under his skin, beating him.

The hearty Mahamania was aroused, and his attack power at this moment had increased by more than three times than usual.

Maha is one of those brave men whose fighting power soars the more he fights bloody battles. However, Maha, who is as peaceful as dead water, has always been limited to his own realm and mana cultivation. His combat power during the battle

There will be no big decline, but there will also be no big improvement.

The two brothers' cultivation levels were exactly the same. When Maha tripled his combat power almost crazily, Prajna felt uncomfortable.

With great violence, Maha rushed in front of Prajna and smashed nearly ten thousand pestles at him like a whirlwind, heavily shattering Prajna's protective Buddha light. Then he pressed his palm on Prajna's face, and a bolt of thunder appeared in the palm of his hand.

After brewing for a while, it turned into a thunderous thunder that was several miles in diameter and roared out. The skin and flesh of Prajna's face were shattered by the explosion, and a row of teeth fell off and flew out.

Prajna's seven orifices spurted blood, were blown upside down by the lightning, and hit the edge of the small space in Shuangshu Garden before being bounced back by the space barrier.

Vomiting blood, Prajna shouted sharply: "Maha! You..."

Maha interrupted Prajna's words sternly, and roared: "Stop talking nonsense! I will never let my eldest brother betray my brother! If you want to do what the old immortal told you, just step on my body.

Go over there! Or, I'll kill you, then wipe your neck myself and go stay with you!"

Prajna shouted sharply: "Listen to me!"

Maha rushed to Prajna's side and hit Prajna's waist with a magic pestle, breaking his bones and tendons until he fainted. Maha said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense! Save our nominal man.

Mom, it’s up to us brothers to save our mother on our own! We have no right to hurt our friends and brothers to save our mother!”

Prajna hissed: "No time..."

Maha stomped on Prajna's head and pushed his head deeply into the soil. He trampled Prajna's head almost madly and roared at the top of his lungs: "No time? What do you mean there is no time?"

?This old fool is clearly deceiving us! Do you have to believe what he says? If you don’t do it, how do you know there is no time?”

Seeing that Prajna was defeated, the Buddha of Life and Death immediately turned into a breeze and rushed towards Maha, and lightly brushed Maha with the Seven Treasures Tree from behind.

The figure of Taoist Zhunti appeared again on the Qibao Wonderful Tree. This was almost equivalent to Taoist Zhunti personally striking a sap from behind and attacking Maha. The colorful Buddha's light flashed away, and Maha's body suddenly shook, and his vision went dark.

The Seven Treasures Tree was so smashed that he fainted.

But at this time, Maha was full of killing intent and fighting spirit. The Seven Treasures Tree knocked him unconscious, but his body reacted almost instinctively, waving the Demon-Conquering Pestle casually, bringing with it a crimson ray of destruction.

Shiming Wang Foyan swiped behind him fiercely.

The life-and-death Buddha who succeeded in the sneak attack was just rejoicing when the magic pestle hit him silently on his waist.

A silent blow, but it contained extremely powerful feminine energy. The latent energy exploded like a volcanic eruption. The living and killing Buddha only let out a shrill scream, and his body was broken by the magic pestle, leaving fragments of limbs and minced blood and blood.

And the fragments of internal organs were sprayed out dozens of miles away. The flames of the Buddha, the Ming King of Destruction, burst into flames with a roar, burning the Buddha of Life and Death to pieces. This pestle almost killed the Buddha of Life and Death on the spot.

The sound of the Buddha's trumpet rose to the sky, and two old monks, Long Yue and Bi Yue, hurriedly appeared. They hurriedly lifted a white jade jar inlaid with seven treasures and colored glass, and sprinkled the spiritual spring inside onto the body of the Buddha of Life and Death.

This spiritual spring is like a patchwork of pearls. The spiritual spring sprinkles down, and every drop is filled with colorful Buddha light, and a strange fragrance floats in all directions. The Buddha's flame of the Mingshi Ming King is extinguished immediately after being washed by this spiritual spring.

The body of the Buddha of Life and Death, which was broken into two pieces, was nourished by the spiritual spring and healed as before in just a stick of incense.

The Buddha of Life and Death stood up, casually grabbed a handful of spiritual springs and pointed it at Prajna's face, which wiped away the remaining energy of the lightning flashing on Prajna's face, leaving behind his almost

There is no treatment for a shattered face.

After looking at Prajna's majestic and ferocious face for a while, the Buddha of Life and Death said with satisfaction: "Very good, the injury is just right. Come on, let's work harder to figure out how to handle this matter properly!"

Sighing deeply, the Buddha of Life and Death comforted the shivering Prajna and said: "With the dignity of a saint, how can I embarrass a group of juniors? Don't worry, there is no evil intention here, only endless good fortune.

.Wouldn’t it be good to accumulate merit and save your mother from the endless hell?"

Smilingly, he picked up Prajna's left hand and dipped the Buddha of Life and Death into the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree. He lightly drew the word "MI" on his palm, then touched a few Buddha seals nearby, and then grabbed it.

He raised Prajna and pushed him out of Shuangshu Garden.

"Prajna, go and come back quickly. Dad is waiting for you there!"

The magical power of the Buddha of Life and Death is also extraordinary. He pushed it out with a palm, and Prajna's eyes suddenly turned black and then lighted up, and he appeared outside the Nantian Gate.

Prajna lowered his head and took a deep breath. The word "MI" in the palm of his left hand was constantly emitting a faint stream of heat that traveled around him. Prajna raised his sleeves to cover his severely injured face, and hurriedly ran into Nantianmen with his head lowered.

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Based on the relationship between the Prajna Maha brothers and Gu Xiechen, they also hold high positions in today's heaven. And the many heavenly soldiers and generals stationed in the heaven are most hierarchical and have strict prohibitions. Prajna strode into the Nantian Gate like this, going straight up to the three levels.

Thirteen days. All the heavenly soldiers and generals along the way just scanned Prajna with their spiritual thoughts. After confirming his identity, no one came forward to ask why he was in such a mess.

The blood dripped from the shattered face and dragged all over the floor, following Prajna all the way up to the Thirty-Three Heavens Lingxiao Palace.

In the dignified and solemn Lingxiao Palace, Fuya Mingzheng handed out a batch of official documents with a cold expression.
To be continued...