Chapter 143: Beat him until he kneels down and bow down, then retreat to the Buddha (4K8)
In the Agama Temple, the front of the Buddha was stained with blood and mottled; there was golden cloud falling down, staining it, which seemed real and illusory, making it difficult to distinguish.
The tenth Buddha Son Yuan Xin has arrived and is staying here as a guest. Now he wants to take action and take the Nirvana Sutra back to Mount Sumeru.
"It's actually the tenth Buddha's son who has come in person. This time the disaster can be quelled."
"The son of Buddha Yuan Xin is one of the Eighteen Prodigies of Mount Sumeru. He walks around the world holding a staff. He once discussed the Dharma with an eminent monk for three days and three nights, and the golden lotus blossomed."
With the appearance of the tenth Buddha, the monks seemed to have found their backbone and all became peaceful.
In their eyes, this is a figure who is equivalent to the level of the Saints of the Eastern Wasteland, and can naturally suppress such arrogant people.
"The tenth Buddha, who is not even among the top three, dares to appear in front of me."
Li Yu glanced at him with cold eyes, full of murderous intent, and wanted to kill this one of the eighteen geniuses who came down from Mount Xumi on the spot.
He took one step forward, and suddenly the wind and clouds changed, the sky shook, as if mountains moved sideways, the river changed its course, and rumbling sounds came from below, causing the entire palace to sway.
Kick, kick, kick! Buddha Yuanxin stepped back, but he was defeated by this blow. The hand holding the staff trembled, as if he had been hit by a hammer.
On the night of the second day, the Ninth Buddha appeared, wearing coarse linen clothes and bare feet, looking like an ascetic.
"Ah! My golden body is immortal and I will reappear as a Buddha body!"
The face of the tenth Buddha was stained with blood, and he was extremely ferocious. His original compassion and peace were gone.
"It's better for you to kneel in front of me and worship me day and night!"
Hypocrisy and thin-mindedness, confusing right and wrong, should be punished!
The blood-stained demeanor and bloody scenes are more powerful than any words. The proud and dignified disciple of the Tenth Buddha, who walked down Mount Sumeru, was crushed by the great demon. He was beaten until he knelt down and worshiped, and died in front of the Buddha statue.
He was slightly shocked. Except for the fights with the previous Buddhist disciples, he had never suffered a physical loss. But now he was attacked by someone, and the tiger's mouth was cracked and bleeding.
This was a shock to them. The previous image of the invincible Buddha of Mount Sumeru was shattered, crushed, destroyed, and dissipated before their eyes.
"The tenth Buddha has fallen! He was killed by the demon and died on his knees in front of the Buddha statue!"
"This is to conquer the great demon. The old guys on Mount Sumeru are determined to obtain the Nirvana Sutra."
He proclaimed Amitabha Buddha in a low voice and received blessings. He immediately raised his Zen staff, like a pillar supporting the sky, and pushed it against the fallen Baoshan Seal. Endless Buddha light surged. In addition, a large roc flew out from the top and came to catch and kill him.
No words were spoken, and no one stayed, leaving only a dull moment where people looked at each other in confusion.
"The physical body is so strong that it is comparable to the first three Buddha disciples. No wonder he came to obtain the Nirvana Sutra. It would be better if such a demonic body comes to me to teach as a protector!"
"This is a slap in the face of Mount Sumeru. It directly points out their actions and something big is going to happen."
Yuan Xin Buddha was shocked. The peaks and mountains were like the setting sun. They were so blazing that they could kill the masters of the Four Extremes Secret Realm.
"Amitabha, the benefactor has a deep demonic nature and cannot be saved, so he has no choice but to use swords and weapons in front of the Buddha. It is really a sin. Today, I will conquer the demons and retrieve the true scriptures."
For a time, eminent monks were speaking out from all over the Western Desert. Some of them personally came to the Agama Temple, observed the line of handwriting, shook their heads and came to the conclusion that they all understood.
At noon, with the sun blazing brightly and the peaks rising, a figure in white suddenly walked out of the green hills near Landuo Temple.
"However, I'm afraid this young man is in trouble. It's hard to say what the cause was, but it is true that he killed the tenth Buddha. He is bound to be attacked by others."
"Eighteen Buddhas came to Sumeru, but were beaten until they knelt down and worshiped. This is too strong and overbearing. Who is this person?"
"You should worship me as you worship Buddha. Eighteen Buddhas, you are just starting to see how many of you can make it back alive."
Such decisive and strong words and deeds made people feel a majestic atmosphere, and nothing could stop him. Anyone who stood in his way would be smashed with one punch, creating a bright world. Even the eighteen Buddhas could not stop him.
The monks were in an uproar, their hopes ignited and then shattered. They watched helplessly as the great demon stepped on the tenth Buddha son like a stepping stone.
He recited an ancient sutra, and his body emitted immeasurable light, transforming into a six-foot-long golden body like a Vajra, holding a Zen staff and striking forward.
Many people denounced the actions of the old monk and the tenth Buddha, saying they were too despicable. However, there was peace in Mount Xumi, and no news came out.
Another day passed, and new news came. The seventh and eighth Buddhas went to Lantao Temple, where the footprints of Emperor Amitabha once existed.
In the long space, a cold voice fell, with a violent roar, and a huge shadow enveloped it.
Who are the Eighteen Buddhas? They only kneel down to my Buddha! They only worship the Buddha! But now they are beaten to the point of kneeling down by this great demon. It is really terrible.
The monks in the Agama Temple did not dare to hide it, because a powerful person traced back what happened and saw the scene at that time, which caused an uproar.
With a loud noise, the entire hall was blown away, leaving only the Buddha statue in the center, a line of words, and two corpses kneeling in front of it.
All of a sudden, the Buddhists in the Western Desert were in a panic. What does this mean? Did just one line of words scare away nine Buddhist disciples?
How powerful is that young man? One word shocked the Buddha, and all nine people retreated!
"The last eight Buddhist disciples are solemn, and the ninth Buddhist disciple is shaking his head and sighing. Is it possible that only the first five Buddhist disciples can compete with them?"
The strong wind passed by, like a stormy wave crashing on the shore, and all the monks were directly thrown away, falling to the ground in a mess.
Li Yu pointed and scolded, and a thick stream of blood energy rushed out from the Tianling Cap, penetrated the clouds, overturned the roof of a palace, and rushed up.
An old man in a temple that had good relations with Agama Temple said this. They saw Li Yu's move, which was to crush the tenth Buddha. He was definitely a supreme young king with extraordinary potential.
He has sword-shaped eyebrows on his temples, a tall and straight figure, and his whole person exudes an invisible majesty. Just standing there is more majestic than the surrounding mountains and rivers, making people awe-inspiring.
Many of the monks who arrived were shocked. In this battle, Li Yu was so strong that he did not even use magic weapons. He simply crushed everything with his physical body, violently bulldozed it, destroyed everything, and smashed everything with his fists.
Li Yu approached, holding the mountain seal, holding the mountain in his chest, and possessing wind and thunder in his hands. A hundred-foot silver mountain formed from his arms, and he threw it in the air, causing the sky to collapse under the pressure, and cracks like spider webs appeared.
For a time, news spread from all sides in the Western Desert. Although they were disdainful of Mount Xumi's actions, they were also helpless. They were indeed the most prosperous and powerful group, and every word and deed represented the will of Buddhism.
"What kind of monster? He destroyed all the protective weapons?"
"A hero has a great ambition, a good plan, the opportunity to contain the universe, and the will to swallow up the world. Although this young man has not yet achieved the great deeds of a hero, he is enough to rule the roost in his generation."
Li Yu was indifferent, and with a big hand, he pushed him to his knees and knelt down in front of him.
"Great Tomorrow Peng Seal!"
Li Yu looked at the Landuo Temple in the distance, caught sight of two young figures, and spoke slowly.
In the past, they were the ones who took the Buddha statue from Agama Temple, and they stole the place where it was enshrined. But now they are kneeling in front of this statue. It has to be said that it is a cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is not good.
Bang! It was so strong, the fists beat the world, and the Zen staff shook violently, like a bell roaring, thousands of sound waves surged between the two, the surrounding fields of the temple were like a vast ocean, the earth and rocks were undulating, and the shape was like a tsunami.
Go to heaven.
The last eight Buddhist disciples came together and stood in front of the handwriting left by Li Yu. They left after two hours, with solemn expressions on their faces, as if they were facing an unparalleled enemy.
But the flying big roc cries, but Li Yuyang caught it in his palm, opened and closed his palms, and tore it apart with a pop, and it shattered into a rain of light all over the sky.
Yuan Xin Buddha was horrified. This was so terrifying. He was completely crushed. He was defeated in just a few strokes. He was totally invincible!
He immediately ran away and passed the news to the first nine Buddhist disciples, who came together to kill and collect scriptures.
But on the second day, the remaining Buddhist disciples appeared in Agama Temple.
boom!
The Zen staff roared, and the Buddha's light shrouded like clouds and mist. It was as heavy as a mountain, and it could explode a mountain in the air. Its power was shocking to people's hearts and minds.
The monks were horrified. This scene stunned everyone. The temple was close to the city. During the battle, no one knew how many strong men and monks had gathered to watch the battle. Now they are all eclipsed.
Many people were shocked, watching from a distance, and no one dared to get close.
All the monks were horrified, their bare scalps felt cold, and they almost collapsed to the ground.
Soon, word spread about what happened on the Ayu Plateau, and the entire Western Desert was shaken and in an uproar.
"Now the Western Desert is really going to be shaken. If such a madman comes into the world, he will not be able to live in peace."
Li Yu rose into the sky and disappeared here. No one knew where he went, but everyone saw the handwriting left by this line.
He attacked so fiercely that he didn't even give him a chance to breathe. He appeared on the Silver Mountain with a single kick in the air, and crushed him down as he stepped on the peaks. He broke the Zen staff alive and broke it into three pieces, and passed across the face of the Buddha in the center of the circle.
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His whole body was radiant, as if made of bright white gold. His divine light was blazing, and every inch of flesh and blood contained destructive power. He could crush the void when he stretched out his arms or stretched out his legs.
Many people were shocked. Although they didn't despise what Sumeru did, they were doing it under the banner of Buddhist righteousness, so they had to hold their noses and admit it. After all, they were not all such hypocritical people.
The people who worshiped the Buddha devoutly all had pale faces, were frightened in the distance, and felt very uneasy.
Unparalleled in the world, I am the only one who is invincible! Everyone can feel that he has such a belief in his heart, a general trend within him, and he is invincible.
But today, someone showed no mercy, directly exposed it, killed the tenth Buddha, and slapped Mount Sumeru hard on the face.
With just one movement, the sound of mountains and tsunamis erupted, raging across the sky, smashing the golden Buddha's light into pieces; the fist moved like thunder and sunk like a mountain, almost as if he hated the sky and the earth.
However, what he was worried about did not happen. Li Yu did not stop him and just waited for him to reunite.
"He talks about helping the world and saving people, but he is full of male thieves and female prostitutes. He talks about purity in the midst of filth, but he does evil in the name of compassion. He is just a puddle of mud!"
Boom!
Yuan Xin Buddha went crazy with grief and anger, to be so humiliated, waiting for him to reunite and drive the whole body into the ground, just like driving piles to cultivate the land, treating him as a plaything.
At the same time, on this day, the Seventh Buddha and the Eighth Buddha visited Agama Temple. After staying for an hour, they carved another line next to Li Yu's handwriting: If you don't respect my Buddha, your blood will be spilled on the Pure Land.
There is such a disaster!
In an instant, the news spread far and wide, and people couldn't help but look sideways. With such a confrontation, could the two Buddhist disciples be so confident that they could suppress the great demon?
Many monks are waiting for this. They know that a young man who can leave such a line of handwriting will not be content with peace, and will definitely stir up a storm and sweep away the world.
He sat cross-legged in front of the handwriting left by Li Yu and chanted sutras for an hour. The Buddha's light shone brightly, brightening the night sky.
It would be a pity if he was dismissed as a great demon by Mount Sumeru, just like what happened to Sakyamuni in the past.
The tenth Buddha puts his hands together in a circle and chants words of compassion for sins.
"Amitabha, what kind of figure is this? Why is he so terrifying? All the writings he left have the power of evil."
But he also shook his head and walked out, leaving only a sigh.
"Oh my God, that big demon is so cruel, he even stepped on the tenth Buddha!"
Boom!
"It's incredible. The remaining Buddhist disciples all moved and gathered together. It is said that the top five Buddhist disciples have all appeared!"
"You! You actually humiliated me like this and ruined the face of Mount Xumi!"
boom!
Li Yu put his hands behind his back and stepped on the tenth Buddha son who fell from the sky. He stomped his chest to pieces and split it into pieces. The soles of his feet went through it and landed on the ground.
People were shocked and once again felt the terrifying power of that young man, whose strength was beyond imagination.
"If this were not the case, we would not have known that Mount Sumeru had usurped the place where the Agama Buddha statue was enshrined and usurped the power of incense and vows. This is an evil act and should be condemned."
Li Yu glanced at the crowd outside the temple and said nothing. He just used his finger as a sword and carved a line of words in front of the Buddha statue in the main hall: Hypocrisy and thin nature, confusing right and wrong, shall be punished!
puff!
The moment he recovered his body, a big hand came as promised, slapped him directly on the head, and pressed it into the ground.
However, before he could react, there was a powerful burst of force, which made his eyes black out, and he fell down on the spot as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt.
Does he want to compare himself to Buddha, who can defeat eighteen Buddhas in one person?
"You, a great devil, will regret it. There are nine Buddhist disciples in front of you. Their strength is far greater than mine. With the enlightenment of my Buddha, you will never be allowed to cause chaos in the Western Desert!"
"What does Mount Sumeru's face have to do with me? All you have to do is bow down!"
"This calamity was given by me."
"It's a pity that such a good young man cannot withstand the open and secret fighting within the Buddhist sect."
People did not expect that such bloodshed would occur in these days, and even a Buddhist disciple of Mount Sumeru was killed!
"Amitabha really stirred up a lot of trouble, but I think the seal left by this person is square and has a majestic atmosphere. He is definitely not the so-called sutra-stealing demon. Everyone knows the style of Mount Sumeru, and it is just a common trick.
, Sakyamuni was also treated in this way in the past."
They were very calm, not as if they were here to suppress the big demon, but as if they were treating it as a form of spiritual practice.
Li Yu pointed his finger and pierced the center of Yuanxin's eyebrows, extinguishing all life and making the tenth Buddha kneel directly in front of the Buddha statue in Agama Temple.
Yuan Xin Buddha was so ashamed and angry that he was crushed like this. His mutilated head was shaking, and his soul was yelling, wanting to gather together.
"The Seventh Buddha and the Eighth Buddha went to Lantao Temple. They wanted to imitate the great Emperor Amitabha of the past, measure the world, and conquer demons!"
"The great devil who steals scriptures disrupts my Buddhist precepts, slaughters monks in public, and even kills the tenth Buddha disciple Yuan Xin, making him kneel before the statue of Agama, humiliating my face on Mount Sumeru. Such provocations will never be tolerated."
"Such a demonic power is beyond my power. I must quickly summon others to surround and kill this boy!"
On the third day, a sound came from Mount Sumeru, which shocked everyone. Is this going to be liquidated?
After all, the young man was classified as a great demon who stole scriptures, and he wanted to get rid of his shame and regain his supreme heavenly power.
Bang! The step is like a landslide!
Li Yu kicked his feet, and Dayue pressed down in the air. The moon-white clothes he crushed were shattered. The round-centred Buddha flew a hundred feet away under this blow. His whole body was in tatters. A layer of Buddha's light on his body lit up. It dimmed after this blow. He was saved.
life.
"What a powerful body and terrifying strength. Even the tenth Buddhist disciple was killed alive. I'm afraid only the top few among the eighteen Buddhist disciples can compete with him."
Boom! The mountain fell down, with the potential to shatter the sky. The long staff was pressed backwards step by step, causing cracks one after another.
"Aren't you going to learn Buddhist scriptures or be saved? Why did you escape?"
Yuan Xin Buddha was so horrified that he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood before he stabilized his body. If he hadn't blocked it with a protective weapon, he would have been broken and would have died directly.
People know that a bloody storm is coming, and the remaining seventeen Buddhist disciples will definitely take action to suppress this demon.
Many people secretly sigh that such a young man who has received the inheritance of the Nirvana Sutra can be a Buddhist friend even if he does not enter Buddhism, but he is forced to be the opposite. It is really unspeakable.
"The tenth Buddha was beaten until he knelt down. This is a huge change. The remaining seventeen Buddhas will take action and will never sit idly by!"
If his blood splashes on the Pure Land, he will be the calamity of the Eighteen Buddhas!
At the same time, in the distant Mount Sumeru, a bell suddenly rang.
clang!
As the bell rang, the clouds and mist dispersed, halfway up the mountain. The mist dispersed, revealing an ancient temple. This was obviously not the Great Leiyin Temple, but it was a very important one in Buddhism.
As the bell rang, a young monk walked out of the temple door. He wore a golden hoop on his head, carried a long stick on his back, put his hands together, and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, no matter what is right or wrong, there is no difference between right and wrong."
Here we go, today’s price is 12,000, which is short of 2,130,000. The exemption seems to be for two days, until two o’clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow.