Chapter 391 The Secret Realm of the Small Three Thousand Buddha Kingdom
Chapter 391: The Secret Realm of the Little Three Thousand Buddha Kingdom
The power of mind was severely damaged, and the cultivation of countless Buddhist cultivators back to Yan Daxue Mountain suddenly shrunk to seven or eight.
The disciples of Jiuyou Taoism formed a Ten Thousand Immortal Formation and a great Heavenly and Earthly Net formation, among which were hidden the Ten Jue Formation, the Immortal Killing Sword Formation and other vicious formations, and marched into the Snowy Mountains in a mighty manner. As soon as this gang of vicious gods entered the Snowy Mountains, their eyes suddenly covered the ground.
Rolling around, blood dyed the snowy mountains red, screams and wails shook the mountains everywhere, and snow avalanches collapsed on countless mountaintops.
In order to form the secret formation to slay demons, the Buddhist cultivators gathered on the top of the mountain and on the cliff. At a glance, the top of the mountain and the cliff were full of shining bald heads. This naturally became the best target, and Jiuyou Dao disciples did not need it.
Searching from cave to cave and monastery to monastery, you can easily kill these injured Buddhist cultivators.
The faces of the asexual old nun and other old monks and nuns turned pale. They trembled and knelt down on the ground, chanting the Buddha's name in unison.
There were even old monks and nuns with tears streaming down their faces. How could they have expected that the Huiyan Snow Mountains, which almost monopolized Paranimi's arrogance and optimism, would suffer such a heavy blow from such a tragic calamity.
The formations of the Nine Nether Dao army are too powerful. The magical powers of Gu Xiechen and others are too powerful. The magical weapons they possess are also too powerful.
The huge Huiyan Snow Mountain has countless Buddhist treasures, but none of them are innate objects. However, Gu Xiechen has Pangu flags, Zhuxian sword formations and other heaven-defying objects in his hands. Once the two sides conflict, they will look fat.
The people of the Daxueshan lineage, who are strong but physically weak and suffer from kidney deficiency, are really no match for them.
True Lord Wuji had already sneaked away, and the bald heads were being slaughtered. He was so happy that he almost laughed out loud. How could he be interested in accompanying these bald donkeys to death? The greater the Snow Mountain lineage has been weakened, the better. Bald Head
They are all dead, isn't it because Ziji Palace dominates the world?
Not only did True Lord Wuji escape, but all the immortals in Ziji Palace also ran away without a trace.
An old monk who was crying bitterly suddenly straightened up. He glared at the old nun without sex and shouted: "Wuxing, why on earth did these demons attack my Huiyan Daxue Mountain lineage? What on earth caused this kind of evil disaster?
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Adhering to the consistent tyrannical style of Daxue Mountain, if there are evil heretics who dare to approach Daxue Mountain, they will naturally have to subjugate and kill them. Who has the patience to reason with these demons? But today, the demons are powerful, and Daxue Mountain is unable to defeat them.
, it seems, it seems that you should be able to reason with them?
What Jiuyou Dao wants, we just need to break it down and talk about it in detail! Why fight to the death and destroy the vitality of both parties?
The asexual old nun's eyes changed, and her expression turned ugly. The other party had already announced her name, Jiuyou Dao Gu Xiechen, what could this mean? Isn't it just for the disciple Fuya she accepted?
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But how is this possible for the asexual old nun to surrender? Even if the Huiyan Daxueshan lineage is extinct, she still has to decide the outcome with Jiuyou Dao! There was an abnormal blush on the old nun's shriveled face,
The corners of her mouth drooped, and a sinister smile bloomed quietly on her face.
So what if he died? Can the person behind him sit back and watch his body die?
She has completed the task requested by that person. Fuya Ming is already a disciple of Buddhism. She already possesses exquisite Buddhist Zen skills. She has even produced relics, but the Buddhist brand on her body cannot be washed away no matter what.
It fell off.
Looking from afar at the Jiuyou Dao army heading straight for them, the sexless old nun laughed sarcastically.
Chess pieces are just chess pieces, even if they look invincible on the chessboard, they are still just chess pieces!
I am different. After completing that person's decree, I can become a chess player at any time!
Smiling coldly, the asexual old nun was about to crush the string of Buddhist beads in her hand when a sudden cloud of white clouds floated down from the sky. A young monk with red lips and white teeth, who was no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, held a Bodhi leaf book in his hands.
, the Buddhist scriptures strung with gold threads fell on a rock on the white clouds, and he glanced at the sexless old nun and other old monks and nuns.
Except for the asexual old nun, the other old monks and nuns all looked at the young monk and exclaimed.
The young monk looked at these old monks and nuns and said calmly: "Huiyan Daxueshan, are you willing to convert to the righteous path of Buddha?"
The sexless old nun suddenly laughed: "The three old monks in the Abyss of No Return, their cultivation is higher than ours? Their Taoism is deeper than ours? Their magic power is stronger than ours? Can they represent the Buddha? Which Buddha do they represent?"
The young monk smiled: "Master Wu Xing, don't you know the cultivation level of the three ancestors of our sect?"
The face of the asexual old nun changed, and she lowered her head in annoyance. She held the beads in her hand tightly with her fingers, and tried to crush them several times, but as soon as she saw the young monk from the corner of her eye, she held her back forcibly.
The impulse in my heart.
The young monk said calmly: "Three Yuanhui ago, the Zen master went to Shen'ao Island to discuss Buddhism with the three ancestors of our sect. Even though the Zen master's cultivation level is only slightly different from that of the ancestors of our sect, but..."
The asexual old nun interrupted the young monk and shouted loudly: "Did you come here to deliberately humiliate the poor monk?"
The young monk smiled: "I don't dare, I don't dare. The young monk was just ordered to send this book "The Three Thousand Worlds of Zen Skills of Little Sumeru" to all the Zen masters."
The sexless old nun froze and was speechless as she looked at the Buddhist scriptures. The old monks and nuns looked at the Buddhist scriptures with great excitement and communicated with each other quickly with their eyes. The young monk stood holding the Buddhist scriptures in his hands.
On the mountain rock, he looked down at a group of old monks and nuns from a high position, and asked calmly: "All Zen masters, are you willing to accept this book of Buddhist scriptures and take refuge in the righteous path of my Buddha?"
An old monk opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly closed his mouth.
The other old nun was stunned for a while, took a step forward suddenly, and then subconsciously took a step back.
The sexless old nun said with a mocking smile: "It's the same old saying. Those three old monks claim to be authentic Buddhists, and they tried to trick us into taking refuge under them many years ago. But which Buddha did they worship? Which Buddha did they respect?
?Which line of Buddhism do you practice?"
The young monk looked at the old nun Wu Xing indifferently, and suddenly laughed in a low voice: "Zen Master Wu Xing, do you think you need to know this?"
'Do you need to know this'? It was an understatement, and the contempt and disregard for the asexual old nun in the words has reached the extreme. Who are you? You just obey the orders and act. How do you have the right to ask such nonsense?
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The old nun's face turned redder than a monkey's butt. She was trembling all over and wanted to punch the little monk in front of her to death.
But the old nun forcibly suppressed the impulse. The young monk in front of her seemed to be no more than a middle-level practitioner of Daluo Jinxian, but his Zen skills and Buddhism were not much better than those of the Huiyan Daxue Mountain lineage. The asexual old nun only relied on her own Zen skills and magical powers.
, it may not be able to suppress him.
The young monk placed the "Little Sumeru Three Thousand Worlds of Zen Skills" on a rock next to him. He sat cross-legged and smiled at the old monks and nuns: "The young monk acted on his own initiative and tried his best to support the snowy mountain.
Six hours. After six hours, if everyone is still undecided, the young monk will turn around and leave without daring to bother you again."
With a long laugh, the young monk suddenly shouted: "Where is the Evil Dragon Venerable Gu Xiechen? The poor monk scolded me for asking for a fight!"
Gu Xiechen, who was standing above the head of Demon Dragon Gen and commanding the Nine Nether Dao army to encircle and suppress Buddhist cultivators in Daxue Mountain, heard the screams but didn't bother to pay attention to them. The Daxue Mountain lineage had been defeated and he was busy.
After collecting all the monks and rescuing Fuya? Where is Ming, where can I have time to tangle with Chi Hui?
Looking coldly at the towering snow-capped mountains hundreds of millions of miles away, Gu Xiechen coldly replied: "I'm not interested, I won't serve you!"
Chihui smiled, nodded and said: "Interesting, interesting. To be able to reach this point after ten thousand years of cultivation, Taoism, magic and magical powers are no small feat!"
A long laugh came out of the screeching throat like a dragon's roar. Suddenly the golden light lit up between the sky and the earth. The rich fragrance of sandalwood floated around. Large golden clouds sprinkled down from the sky. Those who were fleeing in all directions from the Huiyan Daxue Mountains
Suddenly, Buddha Xiu's body was swept into a large golden cloud, and he was sent to the depths of the Snowy Mountains in the blink of an eye.
An extremely thin golden light, seemingly several times thinner than a hair, slowly hung down from the sky. The golden light was extremely thin, but the auspicious aura of the golden glow around it was extremely rich. A strange fragrance floated faintly from the golden light, bringing with it
Accompanied by the graceful Sanskrit singing, this ray of golden light split the Snow Mountain into two halves from west to east. The golden light descended from an invisible high altitude and directly connected with the ground. It really made the birds sad and even the insects could not climb over.
The long roar of the dragon shook all the disciples of Jiuyou Dao who were under the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm to spurt blood from their seven orifices, and they all fell to the ground unable to move.
As soon as those Jiuyou Dao disciples who had cultivated as Taiyi Golden Immortal smelled the rich scent of sandalwood, they fell to the ground like snakes and insects wrapped in sulfur. Their mana seemed to disappear out of thin air, and even the strength to speak
All gone.
Buddhist techniques are best at subduing demons and demons. Compared with the Zen techniques performed by the asexual old nun and others, the Buddhist magical powers performed by the monk Chi Hui are undoubtedly vastly different. If the Zen techniques of the monk Chi Hui are used by a laser engraving machine, they will be super powerful.
With highly integrated circuit boards, the Zen skills of asexual old nuns and others are simply like a butcher doing embroidery with a butcher's knife!
To intercept the huge Jiuyou Dao army with one person's power, Monk Chihui was extremely conceited!
Except for those heavenly soldiers and generals who were not affected by the Zen technique, all the disciples of Jiuyou Dao lost their fighting ability for a while.
Even Zhehua and Yanjiang, disciples of Jiuyou Dao who have already cultivated themselves as Daluo Jinxian, their zombie bodies and ghostly bodies happened to be restrained by Buddhist power. Under the thin golden light, Zhehua and Yan
There was a faint black smoke coming out of Jiang's body, and the pain in his body felt like being cut by a knife.
"Good monk, he is indeed a good monk!"
Gu Xiechen sighed in admiration and casually blasted a lunar thunderbolt.
There was a loud noise, and a large hole with a diameter of a hundred miles opened in the golden light hole. But when the thunder light disappeared, the golden light healed as before. Several heavenly soldiers who wanted to take the opportunity to rush through the golden light obstacle bumped into the golden light and were hit by an extremely powerful force.
The strong rebound force sent him flying hundreds of miles, and his neck was almost broken.
Gu Xiechen was startled, but Monk Chihui used a magical power to control heaven and earth, and suddenly a huge figure with a height of ten thousand feet appeared in the golden light. He nodded to Gu Xiechen and said with a smile: "Evil Dragon
Venerable Sir, can you break the poor monk's Zen method?"
The monkey sneered, picked up his stick and rushed forward. He laughed strangely and said: "It's just Hinayana Tianlong Chan Kung Fu, don't be so presumptuous in front of Lao Sun!"
With a laugh that reached into the sky, the monkey swung the iron rod and brought a stream of colorful Buddha light down towards the golden light curtain.
With a "clang" sound, the monkey's iron rod was bounced upside down, and the stick hit him on the forehead, splashing a large number of sparks, which made the monkey dizzy and almost fell to the ground. Eight-headed white ape
He hurriedly flew up, hurriedly protected the monkey and retreated.
The scolding monk smiled indifferently, nodded and said, "Donor, you have mistaken the poor monk's Zen skills. Ugh!"
As soon as the mantra was spoken, a golden mountain roared down in the void, and the monkey and the eight disciples were crushed under the mountain on the spot. The mountain fell heavily to the ground, and immediately took root on the ground, growing in the blink of an eye.
There is no gap between it and the ground.
The monkey and his eight disciples roared angrily at the foot of the mountain and tried their best to destroy the mountain, but the mountain was shining with golden light and remained motionless. No matter how powerful you were, you couldn't break even a single rock on the mountain.
Yang Jian swung his three-pointed two-edged sword and slashed down the mountain with one strike.
The mountain that trapped the monkey and the eight apprentices at the foot of the mountain seemed like an illusion at the moment. Yang Jian swung out his knife, but failed to touch the mountain. The mountain clearly stood there, but Yang Jian's knife seemed to be ten meters away from the mountain.
Eighteen thousand miles.
Kong Sangri and other divine generals were shocked. They all used their magical powers to attack the mountain. However, no matter how many methods they used, they could not touch the mountain. They could not even touch the edge of the mountain. How could they defeat the mountain general?
The monkey and his eight disciples were released?
Gu Xiechen squinted his eyes and looked at Monk Chihui.
Monk Chihui looked at Gu Xiechen with a smile on his face, made a Buddha seal with his hands on his chest, and said with a smile: "Venerable Sir, can you break the poor monk's Zen skills?"
Zhehua picked his ears carelessly. He pointed at the monk Chi Hui and yelled: "What are you doing? What kind of bullshit Zen skills? I will find ten or eight women for you and break your virgin body. Let's see if you can still practice Zen skills."
,Zen Kung Fu!”
The smile of the monk Chi Hui remained unchanged: "The donor invited me. The poor monk is also very good at Zen practice. It is difficult for an ordinary woman to break the poor monk's Zen practice."
Zhehua was furious and immediately pointed at Monk Chihui and cursed him.
The scolding monk Hui laughed and scolded Zhehua, and his words were obscene. The shamelessness of his words was almost different from that of Zhehua.
Gu Xiechen's eyes flickered with spiritual light. He suddenly took out a thunder bead and shook his hand to hit the mountain where the monkey master and apprentice were trapped. This thunder bead was the aura of heavenly tribulation when many disciples of Jiuyou Dao collectively advanced to the realm.
It was condensed into thunder beads by Gu Xiechen with great magic power.
Monk Chihui looked at the thunder bead and just shook his head. His Zen skills were so mysterious, how could ordinary magical powers break through them? This thunder bead looked ordinary, it was nothing more than a common thunder spell, so how could he break through the magic that he had inherited?
The Dharma of those two supreme beings?
Something that surprised Monk Chihui happened. The Heavenly Tribulation Pearl thrown by Gu Xiechen floated straight through the Tianya Buddhist Forbidden set up by Monk Chihui, and landed directly on the body of the mountain. Immediately afterwards, there was a message in the void.
There was an incredible amount of pressure, and a huge scarlet eye suddenly appeared in the void, staring blankly at the mountain and the Chihui monk.
"The Eye of Heavenly Tribulation!" Monk Chihui exclaimed: "This is... this is the power of heaven. How can you mobilize the power of heaven?"
Gu Xiechen sneered and ignored the monk Chihui. Ordinary divine passage methods could not break through this monk's Buddhist taboo, so what about the pure power of heavenly tribulation?
More than 100,000 disciples of Jiuyou Dao have collectively advanced to the realm. The power of this calamity is simply so great that it makes people despair. The scarlet eye of calamity rotates and suddenly erupts countless thunders and fires from heaven and earth, containing countless purple thunders.
, like tens of thousands of crazy dragons chopping down on the head.
With just one blow, Monk Chihui's mountain shattered into pieces.
Then all forty-eight thunderbolts struck Monk Chihui's body. Monk Chihui's protective Buddha light barely withstood nineteen rounds of thunder before shattering, and the remaining thunder was about to blow him to pieces.
Soon after, a colorful bodhi stick suddenly spurted out from the monk Chihui's body and easily blocked the monk's bald head.
The thunderbolt that was enough to destroy half of the Huiyan Snow Mountain fell on the bodhi stick. Not even a trace of light or shadow was stirred, and it was completely annihilated as if it had never existed. The ugly monk with an ugly face grasped it.
Holding the Bodhi stick, he glanced coldly at Gu Xiechen, then suddenly raised the Bodhi stick and waved it, and dozens of thin golden lights fell from the sky with graceful Sanskrit chants.
Gu Xiechen's face also changed slightly. Just now, a single Buddha's light blocked the road and could not be broken. Now, dozens of Buddha's lights fell together. The scolding monk took the Bodhi stick and simply changed into a different person.
It was as if Gu Xiechen had grasped the Pangu flag and exerted frightening power.
Where does this bodhi stick come from?
Gu Xiechen was thinking about the origin and identity of the monk Chihui, but the old monks and nuns had already made their choices.
All the monks and nuns kowtowed to the Buddhist scriptures for a while. The oldest and most senior monk held up the Buddhist scriptures tremblingly and taught the monks and nuns the essence of "Little Sumeru's Three Thousand Worlds Zen Skill".
This group of old monks and nuns have been practicing in the snowy mountains for who knows how many years. Their Zen power has already reached the peak of Daluo Jinxian. However, they have hundreds of millions in property but don’t know how to spend it. What they know in daily life is nothing.
They are just some superficial Buddhist teachings that I have understood by myself.
Now that they have obtained this exquisite Little Sumeru Three Thousand Worlds Zen Skill, these monks and nuns have mastered its mystery in just a moment and a half. Some even stretched out their hands, and a boundless wonderful realm was faintly formed in their palms.
Monk Chi Hui stared at the old nun Wu Xing, and sneered repeatedly: "Is it possible that Zen Master Wu Xing looks down on this kind of Zen skills?"
The asexual old nun was silent for a while, then suddenly took a few steps back. She bowed and said, "Asexual has little luck. She only wants to practice pure and free, but she doesn't want to join the sect. Please forgive me."
Monk Chihui looked at the sexless old nun coldly, nodded and said, "That's all. In the future, when you return to Yan Daxue Mountain, it will be Shen'aoyu's other courtyard. However, you and your disciples cannot live in Daxue Mountain. Just take care of yourself."
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With a wave of his hand, the monk Chihui sent the asexual old nun away millions of miles away.
The sexless old nun sneered and glanced at the top of the snow-capped mountains where the Buddha's light was flourishing. She shook her bald head proudly, turned around and flew away on a cloud of white clouds. But she didn't even care about her other disciples, she just looked after herself.
Leaving the Snowy Mountains.
A low sound of Sanskrit singing came from the depths of the Snowy Mountains. An old monk with a height of two feet and a red skin walked slowly out of the Buddha light cast by the monk Chi Hui. In his hands, countless monastery mountains and forests flashed faintly. He looked at Gu Xiechen
He shouted sternly: "Bad Monk Dalong, Lord Evil Dragon, do you dare to enter the secret realm of my Little Three Thousand Buddha Kingdom to fight?"
After a brief pause, Zen Master Dalong shouted loudly: "I have trillions of disciples in Daxue Mountain, and you and other disciples also number in the billions. Poor innocent sentient beings, why should I hurt their lives in vain?"
Gu Xiechen glanced at the Great Dragon Zen Monk coldly, nodded slowly and said: "If I win, I will take away 1,600 people from the Daxue Mountain. Can you agree?"
While Zen Master Dalong was hesitating, a scolding monk's voice suddenly came to his ears.
Zen Master Dalong nodded immediately and said with a smile: "If you can escape from the secret realm of the poor monk, you can take others out of it!"
Gu Xiechen nodded and smiled, and flew towards Zen Master Dalong.
Zen Master Dalong chanted the Buddha's name in a deep voice, and suddenly a large amount of Buddha's light erupted from his palm, involving himself and Gu Xiechen.