The atmosphere suddenly became silent, with only Kongfa's crazy laughter reverberating wildly, making all directions tremble, and a terrifying aura spread out from the Aquarius Peak, causing all spirits to panic and all beasts to boil.
The Vajra monks were so laughed that their blood flowed backwards and their true energy was out of control, as if they had lost part of their control over their bodies.
At Guanghui's signal, the monks withdrew another three hundred miles and waited solemnly.
A group of people in the five realms were either swaying the Buddha's light, or their arrogance was overwhelming. They flew up from everywhere, trying to come to help, but they were also rejected by Guanghui, who ordered them to protect the disciples.
"It doesn't matter."
Guang Hui patted Bai Shu on the shoulder and said:
"As long as I'm here, Elder Kongfa can't make any waves!"
"Master, Elder Kongfa." Bai Shu hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "Didn't Elder Kongfa die after being severely injured by Wang Qiuyi? How is he still alive, and how can he be suppressed by the temple?"
"Jingang Temple has been on good terms with the Song Dynasty for generations. The relationship between him and Wang Qiuyi was just a show. Wang Qiuyi himself was saved by Elder Kongfa."
Guanghui shook his head:
"Elder Kongfa is indeed dead. The thing in front of you is the wisdom grown from the corpse, and it cannot be regarded as Elder Kongfa."
Seeing the shock on Baizhu's face, Guanghui pushed him gently and sent Baizhu three hundred miles away.
"I will let the abbot tell you these things. Next, please stay away for a while!"
After pushing away Bai Shu, a circle of golden light suddenly emerged from Guang Hui's body, surging forward and covering the three hundred miles including Aquarius Peak. It was extremely majestic!
The heaven and earth trembled violently, and in the solid Dharma Realm colored by golden light, the sound of golden swords rolled endlessly, sweeping thousands of people.
Hungry ghosts, Shura, King Kong, heavenly dragons, yakshas, big lions... In Bai Zhu's field of vision, countless creatures knelt at Guang Hui's feet and kowtowed devoutly to him.
By this time, no sound could be heard.
The Dharma Realm is separated from the three hundred miles of heaven and earth including Aquarius Peak, and is also isolated from everything. It seems to have opened up a small cave in the void and moves on its own.
At Aquarius Peak, Kong Fa, who was as skinny as a hungry ghost, struggled fiercely, but was unable to stop Guang Hui's movements. He could only let the Dharma Realm wrap him up, cutting off the connection with the outer world.
"On you!"
Kongfa laughed sharply: "You have the sacred aura of the upper world, Guanghui, have you seen them?!"
"At the time of the Replenishing World, Empress Xuansu came to see the Master and Wang Qiuyi."
Guang Hui's face was expressionless: "I must have seen it before."
"Wang Qiuyi?!"
Kongfa was stunned for a moment, and then burst into anger. The mountains were shattered in the roar, fragile as paper, and extremely terrifying:
"Wang Qiuyi, I saved Wang Qiuyi, what about him, why didn't he save me?!"
"Corpse body channeling, do you really think you are Elder Kongfa?"
Guang Hui sneered, with a look of disgust on his face.
After secretly rescuing Wang Qiuyi, Dou Seng Kongfa was injured but did not die.
Kongo Temple has always been in secret communication with the former Song Dynasty, but the world is in chaos. In order to protect itself, the Southern Zen Sect can no longer stay on this sunken ship, whether it is willing or not.
The siege on Shaoqiu Mountain was also a show between Wang Qiuyi and Kong Fa.
But no one expected that Wang Qiuyi, who went to Nanhai Kingdom to recuperate, never returned to Luzhou again.
After that, Kongfa, who tried to break through the upper three realms and turn the tide, was suddenly wiped out by a big hand from outside one night.
Easily, like crushing an ant...
Hundreds of years later, a spiritual spirit was born from the dead Kongfa's body.
The corpse monster in front of me is the dead Kongfa.
Perhaps due to the inverse relationship between yin and yang, this corpse monster is full of violence, has no kindness at all, and will drink blood and kill people at every turn.
In desperation, the Vajra Temple had no choice but to lock it up and suppress it at the bottom of Aquarius Peak.
"Wang Qiuyi."
The corpse monster who was Kongfa sneered twice:
"You met Wang Qiuyi and the Master, and also met the Holy Spirit in the Upper Realm?"
He raised his head abruptly, his eyes were bright and dazzling:
"The upper realm is sacred? Are you going to be their dogs too?!
If you want to break through the upper three realms, there is no way at all, no! No! No!!!"
The void law roared, and countless diamond chains clanked, resounding throughout every inch of the void in the Dharma Realm, extremely wild.
"Those who break through the shackles of human immortality will either be exiled to a small overseas island like Wang Qiuyi and the Black Emperor!"
The chains on Kongfa's body shattered one by one, boundless rolling sound waves exploded continuously, and within three hundred miles, there was chaos!
"Either..."
Kongfa raised his head little by little, with boundless hatred:
"Just like me, killed by the divine!"
"...for so many years, you have never killed me."
Kong Fa, who was like a mad dog, was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled mysteriously:
"Do you also have thoughts of fighting against the divine?"
"Amitabha."
"Won't you let me go? Guanghui, to a certain extent, we are on the same side."
Empty Dharma is a follow-up guide:
"The gods control all living beings. Those who break the shackles of the immortals will either go overseas or die. We humans should be on the same side!"
"You are not human."
"What do you want, Bald Donkey?" Kongfa's face suddenly turned gloomy.
"Stay at Aquarius Peak."
"Is Wuming dead? I think he is surprisingly weak now." Kongfa sneered repeatedly: "Who can control me?!"
"Of course it's me."
Guanghui chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice and chuckled:
"The ancestors are not lawful, the way of heaven is not fearful, the way of the world must advance, and the future will be better than the present. You have been buried in the mountains for many years, and the characters in this world have changed a long time ago."
After saying this, without waiting for Kong Dharma to explain, Guang Hui gently raised his palm and slowly pressed it down.
One palm——
Buddhaland in the palm of your hand!
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Thousands of miles away, in a secluded teahouse.
In the warm southern country, the frost and snow have long since disappeared, leaving only the fuzzy wind blowing on the face, making people drunk, and even the air has a warm breath.
The sound of flower sellers walking along the streets followed the music of the orchestra, passing through the bustling crowd and falling leisurely into the tea house.
At this moment, sitting at the outside table next to the window on the second floor, a pale-haired old man, wearing a half-worn gown, was looking out the window, his fingers carelessly playing with the fried peanuts on the plate.
"Kongfa is dead, and his body is still psychic? What nonsense!"
After a long time, the old man withdrew his gaze from the window and exclaimed:
"Then Guanghui was so interesting that he stopped me."
The expansion of the Dharma Realm covered three hundred miles of landforms and cut off communication with the outside world. Even though the old man boasted that he had reached the heavens, he still could not see or hear what was going on in the Dharma Realm.
"After a hundred thousand years of nursing, the world is divided! Wang Qiuyi really deserves to die!"
The old man in a long gown was cursing, but his expression was a little happy.
Black Emperor, Kongfa, Wang Qiuyi...
Except for the old loach from Tongjiang, all old friends from the past seemed to be dead.
So, that is to say...
Now I am the strongest?!
The old palace master of Nanhua Palace, who had regained his immortal golden body and only recently awakened from a long hibernation, smiled and felt a little proud.
Hey! Do whatever you want!
"Which boy is the emperor of the Chu family now?"
Grabbing the tea boy who was passing by, the old man in a long gown gently stroked his long beard and said leisurely:
"Little... little..." The boy was startled and frightened: "Little..."
"It's no use!"
The old man blew his beard and glared: "Tell him that we will send out troops tomorrow to attack Nanzheng first and then defeat Beiwei. Our ancestors want him to be the master of the world!"
Ignoring the looks from the tea drinkers looking at the madman, the old man threw down a few coins, put his hands behind his back, and proudly walked downstairs with his head held high.
The clouds are thin and the spring sun is warm.
Seeing the lively scene, the old man felt a bit lonely and lost in his heart.
There is no opponent, no one to fight with.
Life is really as lonely as snow...
He shook his head and sighed again, feeling extremely lonely.
After turning a few corners, the old man who was attracted by the smell of steamed buns suddenly turned around. He stared at a handsome man in a green robe and bamboo crown with a sad face, looking at him.
Qinglijun...
The old man was slightly surprised, but not panicked.
Qingli Jun has always been inferior to him, not to mention, he and Qingli Jun have always been on good terms.
"woke up?"
Before the old man came forward to talk cheerfully, Qing Lijun raised his eyebrows feebly and spoke lazily:
"When did you wake up?"
"Three days ago, three days ago, although Wang Qiuyi was strong, I was still better!"
The old man's face was full of smiles: "Brother, after being reborn from death, my immortal golden body is even better! Even if Wang Qiuyi comes back to life, I..."
"Let's go." Qing Lijun interrupted him and said weakly: "Come with me."
"Where to go?" The old man was stunned.
"Huh~"
The man in the green robe and bamboo crown trembled. He took a deep breath and said with a helpless smile:
