A war that has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years is about to decide the winner, and the monks who have the opportunity to witness it are more or less excited.
Feng Jinghong was also a little touched in his heart, but he still watched calmly and remained calm.
It's not that he wants to show off, but because he knows in his heart that the reason why miracles are called miracles is precisely because it is difficult to create them!
The time closest to success is also the time when changes are most likely to occur.
As long as the Asura clan has not emerged from the sea of blood safely, they will not be successful.
It's too early to be happy now!
Sure enough, just when most of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's golden body collapsed, a golden light suddenly flew in and froze him!
It was a golden post with the six-character mantra Om Mani Padme Hum written on it, and it was firmly attached to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's back.
In an instant, the Buddha's light shines all over the place, and the Zen singing moves the heaven!
Thousands of phantoms of ancient Buddhas appeared out of thin air behind Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to chant sutras. The heavy power of Buddha-nature forcibly lifted up his golden body, which had mostly fallen down.
The incident happened so suddenly that the smiles of many Asura clan members froze before they could fully bloom.
The great sage Asura's eyes were splitting, and he shouted: "Who is it?"
The next second, a figure wearing moon-white monk robes walked out of the void. Bodhi flowers bloomed and lotuses grew at every step.
"Amitabha! The sea of suffering is boundless, but we can only return to the shore!"
When Jin Chanzi calls out the Buddha's name, the shadows of thousands of ancient Buddhas harmonize with each other, making him as divine and dazzling as the Buddha before his death.
This guy is really good at showing off... Feng Jinghong narrowed her eyes.
To be able to recover so quickly after being hit by an imperial weapon, he must have a lot of good things in him.
As expected of Tang Seng, he is indeed full of treasures. Can this be justified if I don’t bite him?
"Go back to your mother!" The Great Sage Asura was predictably irritable. He activated his two killing swords and released a wisp of sword energy to strike at Jin Chanzi. However, as soon as he got close to him, he was melted by the Buddha's light released by the Six-Character Mantra Sticker.
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This is not because the Six-Character Mantra is stronger than the Killing Sword, but because the two Killing Swords are now holding up against the golden body and can only exert a very small amount of power.
Jin Chanzi was unscathed, but her voice was a bit colder: "You are obsessed with it!"
He sat cross-legged behind Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, put his hands together and began to chant sutras.
As he joined, the six-character mantra became even more powerful when attached to the Buddha's light. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's golden body returned to its position little by little, and he slowly pressed back the two killing swords.
The eyes of countless Asuras were red, and they were burning their blood to release their power, hoping to overthrow the dream demon that had been suppressing them for countless years.
Seeing that they have already stepped out of hell, they absolutely cannot accept being pushed back again!
But the power of the six-character mantra was beyond imagination. No matter how hard they tried, the golden body was still slowly and firmly returning to its position, unstoppable.
"After all, I still failed to defy heaven..."
"Buddhism is as scheming as ever. The Asura clan has been secretly maintaining its power, but how could Buddhism be unprepared..."
In just a short moment, Feng Jinghong heard many sighs.
A blood-red figure quietly appeared next to Feng Jinghong. It was the clone of Jade Rakshasa.
She first glanced at the two-headed giant-scaled bone saint next to her with a shocked face, and then said to Feng Jinghong: "Please help us, our clan is willing to pay a sufficient price!"
Feng Jinghong said lightly: "Including freedom?"
Jade Rakshasa was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Give me freedom, or give me death!"
If they were willing to surrender to others, their whole family would have surrendered to Buddhism long ago.
Feng Jinghong was not surprised by this answer. He said seriously: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Feng Jinghong. I founded an organization called Tianting and invite you to join."
Jade Luosha shook his head: "I have already said that the Shura people will never be slaves!"
Feng Jinghong said seriously: "I'm not a slave, I'm a little brother."
Seeing that Jade Rakshasa was still hesitating, Feng Jinghong continued: "There is a rule in heaven. In a fair fight, whoever wins will decide. If you can defeat me, you will be the boss!"
Jade Rakshasa's eyes lit up: "Is this true?"
Feng Jinghong smiled and said: "I swear with my Taoist heart!"
"Okay, I agree to join!" Jade Rakshasa said loudly.
The two looked at each other and saw the ultimate confidence in each other's eyes.
"I've already agreed, hurry up and take action!" Jade Rakshasa urged.
Feng Jinghong said softly: "Don't worry, let's take a look again."
The Jade Rakshasa watched the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's golden body stand up little by little and was about to return to its original position. He was completely anxious:
"What do you want to see? The seal will be restored if you wait any longer. Once the tide passes, without the impact of our clan's large formation, even if you have the imperial weapon, you will not be able to break the quasi-emperor's formation!"
Feng Jinghong chuckled: "Your great sage is not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?"
"Huh?" Jade Rakshasa was slightly stunned and looked at her clan leader. After Feng Jinghong's reminder, she really saw something was wrong.
Although the clan leader also showed eagerness and anger, he was far less desperate than other clan members.
"If I'm not wrong, your clan leader should have a back-up plan," Feng Jinghong said.
Jade Rakshasa wanted to say, what if the clan leader is just mentally strong?
But before she could speak, she was interrupted by a loud shout from the Great Sage Asura.
This tough old man roared like a furious lion: "If you don't take action yet, when will you wait?!"
He actually has a back-up plan!
Jade Rakshasa was surprised and happy, while Jin Chanzi looked around with vigilance, and the monks watching the battle were excitedly looking forward to it.
Everyone believed that the Asura clan leader was able to delay his use until the last moment, and it must be an amazing method that could turn the tide of the war!
"Jiejiejiejie..." A cold laugh responded to the Asura patriarch.
A black death aura suddenly appeared in the void not far from the battlefield, and then a group of people walked out of it.
There are gusts of sinister wind, ghosts crying and gods howling, these are actually a group of corpse soldiers!
Feng Jinghong also saw in this team the death-like skeleton that once broke into the birthplace of Blood Lotus.
Judging from his position in the team, his status should be quite high.
In the center of the team was a black metal coffin, and a cold voice came from inside:
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Seeing the iconic Yin soldiers and coffins, as well as the cold and cold death aura under the Buddha's light, some knowledgeable monks took a breath and subconsciously moved away.
Even Jin Chanzi, who had been pushing her hard, looked heavy:
"Hell……"
There is a saying that has been circulating in the universe: At the end of reincarnation, the underworld is the destination of all souls...
This sentence seems to be a bit threatening, but no one has clearly refuted it from beginning to end, even those supreme beings who are invincible in heaven and earth.
Without him, the water in the underworld is too deep, and the more you understand, the more frightening it becomes.
Its origin is too early to be verified. There are rumors that it was created by Hades in the mythical era. However, various signs indicate that the underworld already existed before the mythical era, and Hades was just an excavator.
Monks always say that there is no immortal power in the world, but the underworld breaks this rule.
For millions of years, from the age of mythology to the ancient times, the underworld has always existed.
The supreme heaven has collapsed, but it still stands, overlooking the world.
Jin Chanzi has the confidence to face anyone and any force, because the power of Buddhism lies there.
But facing the existence of the underworld, even he was a little frightened. In history, there were many corpses of eminent monks and ancient Buddhas who were taken away by the underworld, and Buddhism also had many battles with the underworld.
But except for the time when Amitabha worshiped the universe, they basically never took advantage of the underworld.
Even later, great Buddhist saints would deliberately transform themselves into relics without leaving their physical bodies after their death. This was partly to prevent the underworld.
"Stop talking nonsense and take action quickly. Grandpa may not be able to withstand it anymore!" Great Sage Asura scolded.
"Bang!" The coffin lid collapsed, and a dark cloud-like aura of death filled the air. An ancient human corpse wearing black gold armor walked out of it. This was also a great sage.
He stared at the Great Sage Asura coldly: "Your clan is still so bad-mouthed. If it weren't for Ksitigarbha's body, I would never care about your wretchedness!"
After scolding him, he turned his attention to Jin Chanzi: "Little monk, are you going to hand over Ksitigarbha's body yourself, or do you want me to take you back with him?"