A handsome bald monk with his bare left shoulder appeared in front of them, wearing a gray monk's robe. Zhan Tian wanted to get up and protect Hou Tu behind him, but found that he could not move.
"Red pink skull, poor monk will help you remove your karma! Great Merciful Palm!"
With one palm strike, the ninth-level and fourth-level Houtu turned into void energy and was swallowed by the monk.
"Ah..." Zhan Tian collapsed, his eyes widened, tears of blood left, and the veins on his neck were exposed.
"Donor, you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha. The poor monk has helped you remove your karma. From now on, you can take refuge in my Buddha and cultivate the supreme avenue..."
Ignoring Zhan Tian's roar, the monk stretched out his hand to grab it, and Zhan Tian turned into a fly-sized villain and was thrown into a golden bowl. As the lid of the golden bowl was closed, Zhan Tian's roar gradually dissipated.
In the golden bowl, densely packed scriptures turned into golden light, pouring towards Zhan Tian's body. Every cell in his body was contaminated with Buddha's light, and even the dragon soul began to slowly disintegrate, turning into a bald monk, meditating and meditating. Recite the location verse silently.
In a Buddhist temple, a bald young man held a golden bowl in one hand and saluted an old monk wearing cassocks.
"Amitabha, Dharma Sea, can you gain anything from this trip?"
"Amitabha, the presiding officer of Jianglong, has been traveling for two hundred years, collected 20,000 demons, and transformed 998 destined people. Now, there is a new destined person who is in the process of transforming... "
"Amitabha, you are so good!" The host returned the gift and smiled with satisfaction. There are countless disciples in the Buddhist world, and it is really rare to have such an outstanding disciple as Fa Hai.
At night, under the ancient Buddha with green lanterns, a handsome monk opened the golden bowl, looked at Zhan Tian with blood-red eyes and a murderous look on his face, shook his head and sighed.
"Stubborn fellow, you still haven't woken up?" A voice mixed with Buddhist principles roared towards the fly-sized Zhan Tian.
Zhan Tian was shaken by the sound wave and hit the wall of the golden bowl. He got up in embarrassment and vomited blood.
"Damn bald donkey, you destroyed my lover. If I go out and don't destroy your Buddhism, I swear not to realize the Tao! This oath can be learned by heaven and earth!"
Thunders rang out one after another, as if accepting Zhan Tian's Dao Dao oath, Fahai frowned and said to the sky, "Amitabha!"
The thunder dissipated in an instant, and he shook his head. This child's demonic heart was too strong. It seemed that he could no longer transform with the golden bowl alone. After three days of pure heart mantra, quiet heart mantra, and great compassion mantra, there was no sign of transformation. Even in the sea of souls, there was no sign of transformation. The monk also turned into Zhan Tian himself, which was transformed by his inner demons, not Fahai's Buddha statue...
Fahai closed the lid of the golden bowl, recited the Buddha's words silently, and kept moving the beads in his hand. There was a crisp sound, and the beads shattered, first one, then the whole bunch, and all one hundred and eight beads turned into powder.
"Amitabha, if a person who is a great evil is saved, there will be a great retribution..."
"Eighteen Arhats, listen to the order, form a vajra formation to subdue demons, and overcome evil obstacles!"
Eighteen black-clothed monks, each holding a magic weapon, formed a strange formation. A golden bowl floated into it, turned over and buckled it, and then flew away. A human being the size of a fly instantly returned to his original appearance, with black hair and a pair of His blood-red and black eyes stared fiercely at everything in front of him.
"King Kong Demon-Conquering Array, rise!"
Eighteen Arhats, together with Fa Hai, recited the Diamond Sutra together.
Swastikas were printed towards Zhan Tian's body one by one. Zhan Tian's body was shrouded in golden light and Buddha's light was everywhere.
One by one, Fahai Buddha statues appeared in the cells of Zhan Tian's body, and each one of them was reciting the Diamond Sutra.
Zhan Tian's head was filled with Buddhist sounds, which made him lose the ability to think. Feeling the changes in his body, Zhan Tian was angry and unwilling. He wanted to commit suicide, but he couldn't do it. His body seemed to no longer belong to him.
Even the soul consciousness began to slowly dissipate, and the black-haired and black-eyed Zhan Tian's soul thought slowly shifted towards the Buddha statue of Fahai.
"Buddha, if you dare to destroy my territory, I will destroy your path to Buddhism..."
The body and soul have been occupied by Fa Hai's dharma, but Zhan Tian's obsession has not wavered at all.
"Amitabha, even a ninth-level demon cultivator dares to fight against Buddhism. He does not overestimate his own capabilities and transforms you into a magical weapon to protect me..."
Zhan Tian's body instantly turned into Buddha beads. One hundred and eight Buddha beads were strung together with Zhan Tian's dragon soul as a rope and hung on Fahai's neck.
Fa Hai wiped out Zhan Tian's body and soul, but still did not let go of his obsession. Together with the eighteen Arhats, he chanted the Diamond Sutra non-stop. The Buddha's light, Buddha nature, and Buddha's voice in his body were all there.
Constantly wearing down Zhan Tian's will.
Black phantoms appeared in front of Fahai from time to time, with blood-red eyes filled with endless resentment and murderous intent. At first, they appeared once every few breaths, but later the intervals between appearances became longer and longer.
One hour, two hours, one day, two days, and in the end, a month passed and it still didn’t appear.
Fa Hai breathed a sigh of relief and chanted the Buddha's name. Just as he was about to speak, the black shadow appeared again. Now the face of the black shadow could no longer be seen clearly. There was only a pair of eyes, which were still so evil and frightening.
"Amitabha, if you take refuge in me, you can live forever and achieve bliss. Your body and soul have disappeared, so why bother with persistence? Let go of your obsessions and achieve bliss..."
Those black eyes, without a trace of fluctuation, were still full of murderous intent and rushed towards Fahai, and were instantly annihilated by the Buddha's light.
"Amitabha, that's good, that's good..." Fahai waved his hand and waved away the Eighteen Arhats. This time, he owed a lot of merit to borrowing it, and he had to go and help more people who were destined to be saved.
Fahai sat cross-legged and meditated, and began to refine the cultivation he had gained recently by absorbing demons and transforming into demons. In his Dantian, there was a ball of gray energy, mixed with a lot of residual souls and obsessions.
The Rebirth Mantra, the Great Compassion Mantra, was chanted non-stop. The remaining souls and obsessions turned into pure energy and poured into Fahai's body. I don't know how long it had passed, but Fahai suddenly spit out a mouthful of golden blood.
"You are seeking death!"
He opened his eyes and looked at the remnant soul of Hou Tu in the white dress inside his body. His thoughts turned into a palm of great mercy and struck towards the remnant soul of Hou Tu.
A black shadow appeared again, punching the Great Compassionate Palm, "Seal the Heaven!"
The remnant soul of Hou Tu, the black shadow, dissipated instantly. He was about to smile proudly, but a pair of eyes appeared in front of him again, black eyes, staring at him and hitting his head again.
....
"O evil obstacle, why do you insist on being against me?" Fa Hai frowned. He knew that Zhan Tian had an inner universe, but his body had been wiped out, and the inner universe had naturally been eliminated. Even his memory of time and space should have been absorbed by Buddhism.
It’s gone, why does he still have this obsession...