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Chapter 702 The reincarnation of the golden cicada

"Boom..."

Another thunder sounded in the sky, and the seventh thunder tribulation was about to fall!

Lin Da's brows were deeply locked, his expression was extremely solemn, and his hands quickly formed seals like wheels in front of him, and light began to light up on the blood crystal lotus platform under him.

"There are thousands of fortunes and immeasurable merits."

He heard a low shout from his mouth, and the ghost faces around him retracted, and they solidified on his body like sculptures. There was no end of his fangs and claws just now, looking like a dead thing.

The blood crystal lotus platform under Lin Da was spinning and finally began to shine brightly. On it, thin crystal lines like stamens grew, twisting and exploring in all directions, connecting the altars one by one.

Blood-red runes appeared on each altar, jumping up and down in the interweaving and spiraling crystal lines, and a strange aura began to spread in the square.

"What's going on?" Zen Master Tulan was the first to find something strange and exclaimed.

I saw his robe bulging without wind, and a light white light overflowed from the surface of his body, like countless fireflies covering him, wrapping him up in it.

"What... is this?" Immediately afterwards, someone exclaimed.

Not far from Zen Master Tulan, another Zen Master lit up with a bright light.

After a while, almost all the high altars in the square were lit up. Some were as white as moonlight, some were as bright as lights, some were as scattered like stars, and some were as sun-hanging as a disk condensed behind them.

Only Chan'er was the only one, and no light appeared on his body.

"Hey, why is it? Could it be that I missed?" Lin Da glanced at Chan'er and said in confusion.

"It turns out that the appearance of merit is different from others." Chan'er glanced around, looked at the light on everyone's body, and said with a little novelty.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone woke up one after another. It turned out that these lights were the merits they had accumulated over the years of their own practice.

"I have a good vision, but unfortunately I am a useless person." Lin Da couldn't help but feel disappointed when he saw that he had no merits.

After saying that, he stopped looking at everyone, but instead put his hands together and lowered his head to recite the scriptures.

He has a dedicated expression and a pious appearance. If there were no previous series of changes, everyone would think that he was the most pious and focused Buddhist son.

As the sound of chanting sounded in his mouth, light began to illuminate Linda's body, but his Buddha light was red in color, but it was even more majestic and brighter than everyone's. It condensed little by little outside his body, and suddenly formed a statue of the Bodhisattva about ten feet high.

This Bodhisattva statue looks a bit similar to Manjushri Bodhisattva, with a compassionate expression and pity for all living beings.

As soon as the statue of Bodhisattva was successfully condensed, a white light suddenly flashed in the sky, instantly illuminating the range of a hundred miles. A huge roar sounded, as if it was about to blow a hole in the sky.

An extremely pure snow-white thunder and lightning fell from the sky like a Nine Heavens Waterfall, pouring towards Linda.

Lin Da raised his hand and slammed his palm upwards. The phantom of the Bodhisattva outside his body immediately twisted a mantra handprint and pushed his palm towards the sky. The huge palm supported on Lin Da's head like an umbrella, connecting the thunder and lightning that poured down into his hand.

However, the power of this thunder tribulation was beyond imagination. The moment it fell into the palm of the Bodhisattva, it penetrated a stream of it, and thousands of electric wires interlaced down and continued to hit Linda.

Seeing this, Lin Da quickly pinched the magic tricks again, and the other palm of the Bodhisattva Phantom was restored, and the second time he stopped the lightning.

However, the thunder and lightning residue splashed out from the palm of the palm fell on the body of the Bodhisattva's phantom, and it was still like Mars splashing on the gauze coat, which immediately burned countless holes. Lin Da was in it, naturally felt very painful.

Compared to the surging rivers of lightning, these two palms are like two small dams blocking the river. They can only barely resist, but they can't escape the fate of being washed away.

Lin Da naturally couldn't let this go. He shouted softly, and a blood light burst out from his eyebrows. The blood crystal lotus platform under him shone brightly, and the blood-colored crystal lines connected to it also lit up one after another.

The monks on the altar felt a burning heat in their eyebrows, and the concrete light of merits shrouded outside their bodies flowed along the blood-colored crystalline line and flowed into the blood crystal lotus platform under Linda.

In an instant, the blood crystal lotus platform shone brightly, and a layer of blurred white light was then shrouded in the blood-red background of the lotus petals, and the white light on the body of the Bodhisattva's phantom also condensed a layer of plain yarn Zen garment.

The power of those thunder and lightning splashed on the simple sashes suddenly decreased greatly and they could not burn this garment.

Seeing this, Lin Da's eyes flashed with joy and quickly urged to absorb the merits of the monks.

A monk like Tulan is fine. He has profound merits and can support him for a while. Some Zen masters with shallow foundations have their external merits quickly absorbed and their vitality began to pass away quickly.

The Zen master, who was originally a middle-aged man, began to dry out quickly on his face, his eyebrows, beards quickly grew whiter and turned until they fell off, and his body continued to shrink, and eventually turned into a dead bone.

Zen'er itself has no merits manifested, and when the burning heat in her eyebrows rises, her vitality begins to lose.

He didn't know how to deal with it, so he could only keep a close eye on the spiritual platform and recite the Heart Sutra with his mouth.

At this moment, for some reason, the relics on his chest suddenly lit up a golden light, wrapping around him. The moment the rich light lit up, it was like the rising sun, covering up the glory of all the monks around him.

"That's..." Zen Master Tulan exclaimed.

"Is that merit? How could it be so majestic..."

"Impossible, how could it be..."

Amid the surprise of everyone, an extremely huge golden cicada condensed behind Chan'er.

"Jin Chanzi's reincarnation is indeed Jin Chanzi's reincarnation. I guessed right! With you here, why worry about not being able to overcome the tribulation? Haha..." Lin Da was so happy that he almost lost his composure when he saw this.

He had a long guess about Chan'er's identity before. When he was in the city, he planned to attack Chan'er, but he was destroyed by the flower fox marquis, and finally had to chase Fengji Mountain to attack.

Later, Lin Da learned that Chan'er had actually enlightened Zhanguo, and he became more and more convinced that Chan'er was the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, so he took the plan and led Chan'er to attend the Mahayana Dharma Assembly.

"With the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, others are useless, haha..."

Lin Da waved his hand and directly removed his control of other altars. He grabbed Chan'er from the air, and took his small body from the other altar and controlled it in front of him.

Chan'er was bathed in golden light, and many memories of her past lives suddenly appeared in her mind, and her face looked surprisingly calm.

Lin Da pinched the magic tricks and pointed it at his body. The golden Buddha light of merit rolled out, wrapping the blood-colored lotus platform under him and dyeing it into pure gold. The phantom of the Bodhisattva also condensed the golden light and put on a layer of golden cassock.

With this infinite merit protection, the golden light reflected in the sky, intersected with the silver light and lightning, and quickly melted each other. The lead clouds deep in the sky seemed to be digested by the golden light and became much shallower.
Chapter completed!
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