According to legend, in the distant past, the west was covered with golden sand and gravel, with few people and sparse vegetation.
Until the great Emperor Amitabha appeared, he measured every inch of land in the Western Desert on foot. Wherever he passed, bodhisattvas grew, lotuses bloomed, and the Gobi desert became a pure land.
Today, a large area of the Western Desert is suitable for human habitation, and it is no longer as desolate and barren as it was hundreds of thousands of years ago.
There are also legends that when every inch of land in the Western Desert has divinity and the light of Buddha blooms, Amitabha Buddha will be reincarnated and return, becoming an immortal immortal and reappearing in the world.
Li Yu walked out of the stone mountain and looked at the vast land. Many places with ancient temples were shrouded in pure mind power, emitting Buddha's light.
In the Western Desert, the Daleiyin Temple in Mount Sumeru is undoubtedly the most famous. It is the center of the entire Western Desert and the foundation of Buddhism. It is irreplaceable.
However, in addition to these, the ancient temples Xuankong Temple, Landuo Temple, and Shenxia Temple are equally important. They are also sacred places for Buddhism and play an important role.
Even during certain special periods in history, when ancient Buddhas were present, they could be compared with the Great Leiyin Temple as a religious center.
Buddhism has six-character mantras, eight original tones, and the secret of the beginning of the universe. They are scattered in these ancient temples and can never be unified.
"I, the Buddha, am merciful and sacrifice myself to conquer the demons!"
The eighth Buddha came to kill, holding a sword in his hand, his hair flying wildly, his face under the golden hoop roaring like a lion, manifesting the angry look of Vajra, and a huge Buddha shadow appeared behind him.
The monks were horrified. This great demon was so terrifying. How many tricks did it have? Now even the two Buddhist disciples had been suppressed and refined, and ended up like this.
"You're such a arrogant demon, do you really think you can defeat us two?"
The void in the four fields is full of vitality, endless ancient trees emerge, and various vines turn into large dragons and entangle themselves.
The sword struck and the sky between the two of them shook like a picture scroll, making the monks' ears go numb.
Deep in the Landuo Temple, the old monk in charge slowly opened his eyes, and scenes flashed through his eyes, and he had foreseen that the blood would flow into a river.
The Eighth Buddha scorned him coldly, and the wild hair under the golden hoop danced wildly, dyed with golden light, manifesting the appearance of a vajra's angry eyes, blazing with anger, and hunting and burning.
"Amitabha, if you don't persuade me to leave, I won't be able to escape. I am destined to suffer this calamity."
The Seventh Buddha demonstrated his unique skills and cultivated the Sutra of Subduing Demons on Mount Sumeru. It also had such a life-threatening technique as the Technique of Sacrificing the Body. When the two were combined, they directly formed the body of subduing demons.
"Two Buddhist disciples, the host has something to say. Go back when you have seen enough. It is not appropriate to be stained with blood in front of the pure land of Buddhism, let alone use weapons."
The two Buddhist disciples secretly complained in their hearts, this is really causing harm to people, and only now have they revealed their terrible methods, making it difficult to resist.
He moved his knuckles, drew the Buddha's blood to carve words, and left his own response next to it:
I am Zed!
"Amitabha, there is no way to avoid it after all. This is a calamity. A sword is raised in front of the Buddha, and blood is splashed in the palace. It is a sin, a sin, a sin, Amitabha."
The doctrine has long been deviated, but it is only for self-interest.
"The two of you left a mark and claimed to be noble. Today, you will dust them off so that the world can see your true colors."
The Lantuo Temple where the Seventh and Eighth Buddhas stopped is a famous temple in the world with a long history. It was just an ancient Buddhist temple at first, and later it gradually became a holy temple.
Li Yu stood in the sky, his eyes swept between the two Buddhas. Waves of aspirational power rose up to surround and bless them, resisting the erosion of the power of the Tao. This is the most original method of the West Desert, but it can work in the outside world.
Not big anymore.
"snort!"
Kick, kick, kick!
Fists and kicks connected, Li Yu was the most powerful man in the world. His pair of platinum fists pressed him so hard that the Seventh Buddha couldn't breathe. He was beaten back and forth. His arms were sore and numb. The place where they collided was bloody, and his muscles and bones were crushed.
, it’s really scary.
Seeing these four words, all the monks trembled, and immediately thought of the handwriting left by the two Buddhist disciples, fighting against the great demon.
"Bold! How dare you, these crazy people, not be respectful to the two Buddhist disciples in front of you, but dare to force their way in!"
It was a majestic Buddha, with a determined and fearless look on his face, a golden bowl in his hand, a big mace on his shoulder, and a fearless lion riding on his crotch. The golden light was golden and the divine splendor was endless. It was the body of the Demon-Conquering Buddha.
"I'm not a demon, how can I conquer it? I am the king, and the Buddha should worship me!"
"Vajra cultivator has angry eyes, but is controlled by the fire of anger. Are you worthy of being called a son of the Buddha?"
But despite this, the two of them were at a disadvantage in front of Li Yu. They struggled to hold on, and their bodies were bleeding.
"Hmph! I have known for a long time that these holy temples are not willing to surrender to me at the foot of Mount Sumeru. Who would have thought that they would go so far as to treat us with contempt and talk nonsense about swordsmen stained with blood? Now they have made it difficult to break into the temple.
On our heads!
The clay figurine still has three points of fire energy, and I, the Buddha, also have the angry eyes of Vajra!"
The Eighth Buddha sneered and seized the opportunity to vent his dissatisfaction. The previous treatment at Landuo Temple made him extremely unhappy.
boom!
The fists and feet exchanged, and there was a loud roar. The Eighth Buddha's eyes glared, and he took a dozen steps back. His arms were numb, blood dripped from the tiger's mouth, and his whole body was almost convulsing. He was extremely shocked. What a powerful body he had.
Can you scare him away?
You know, he has been practicing the method of King Kong's Angry Eyes since he was a child, and he has been training his body with secret medicine day and night. How could he fall into a disadvantage the moment they meet?
"Junior brother, be careful. He is probably the great scripture-stealing demon who has come to knock on your door."
The three monks shook their heads, and when they were opening their mouths to explain, they suddenly heard a loud noise. The bell rang three times, causing the temple halls to rumble.
In the past, if a Buddhist disciple appeared in a temple, it was an honor for the temple, and the abbot would personally come out to greet him. Even if it is a holy temple like Lantao Temple, an important person should be sent to mean it, not just a few or two.
The monks were perfunctory.
"You are so arrogant. If you break into the temple and tell lies, you should be punished with the angry eyes of Vajra!"
Li Yu moved forward with a fierce attack, his fists were fierce and fierce, like the sky sinking, like the mountains moving sideways, each blow hit an ancient character, making bursts of sonorous sounds, shattering them one by one.
With his hair flying, he turned Dayue with one hand and smashed it out, shattering the sky with a bang and opening a path in front of him. Everyone in the shock could only fly sideways and backwards.
"Amitabha, the benefactor should just surrender and surrender. Present the ancient scriptures and follow us into the mountain gate to worship the Buddha and become a Dharma protector to wash away his sins."
As the first eight of the Eighteen Buddhas in Mount Xumi, they are all the most prodigious in the world. Their status is the same as, or even higher than, the Holy Son of the Eastern Wilderness, because Buddhism is the only one in the entire Western Desert, and that is their world.
"Someone broke into the temple!"
It was the Dharma Seal that he created after realizing it from Riyue Ridge. As his cultivation progressed, it became more and more perfect and became as powerful as the sea.
Bang! With one blow, naturally there was a huge storm, the waves hit the clouds, and the surrounding palaces were submerged. The monks accompanying Xumi Mountain who had collapsed on the ground were even more expressionless, and they were spinning.
It flew out and hit an unknown place.
It has three heads and six arms, holding swords, spears, halberds, axes, and axes. One side is angry, one side is frightened, and the other side is angry. Its whole body is shining with golden light. It sits cross-legged on the fire lotus and scolds the Buddha's enemies.
Li Yu stepped forward, and the big bell was caught by him. It rang three times and directly suppressed the bodies of the two Buddhist disciples.
Li Yu roared loudly, and the fire element in the Tao Palace trembled, and a red light suddenly burst out, covering the area for several miles on the spot. A red sea appeared directly, and endless fire burned, wrapping the demon-subduing Buddha statue in it.
Li Yu's eyes sparkled with cold electricity. He moved his fingers with one hand and pinched the mountain seal. In an instant, a silver-white mountain appeared from his arms.
It can be said that these two Buddhist disciples are not weak. They are both talented people who have cultivated the Buddha's Dharma. They have the blessing of vows in the Western Desert, and their Dharma will subjugate demons, and their combat power will increase by one level.
The steps of hundreds of monks staggered together, and they roared together. This was the magic power of subduing demons. If it were ordinary demons and demons, they would have collapsed to the ground, but against Li Yu, it was no more than a strong wind.
Whoosh!
With a thought in his mind, the water-traveling Taoism and the wood-traveling Taoism were in harmony with each other, and they evolved magical powers to kill the two Buddhist disciples.
"Amitabha, such a great demon, actually single-handedly stirred up disputes within our Buddhist sect. This was not the case in Landuo Temple before he appeared."
Li Yu looked back, and as soon as Jin Xing Tao Seed moved, another white light rushed out of the Tao Palace. In an instant, there was a landslide and tsunami, sand and rocks flew for several miles, and the earth was cut down by hundreds of feet.
The three monks bowed and left in a hurry, running away from the two Buddhist disciples like a plague god.
Li Yu made a fist seal and moved forward. The majestic blood surged out and hit the sword with a bang. The terrifying brute force made the nine golden rings tremble non-stop, and the sword blade made a clanging sound.
Shake back.
"Don't be impatient. Don't forget that the important thing we are here for is to suppress the Great Sutra Stealer and bring back the Nirvana Sutra. We don't care about internal disputes. That is beyond the reach of our level."
"Conquer the demon! Conquer the demon! Conquer the demon!"
The Qi of Geng Metal is extremely sharp, cutting through all things and withering the world. Swords and weapons are applied to the Buddha's body, and calamity is coming.
"The eighth Buddha, the seventh Buddha; very good, I will come to see you die!"
The seventh Buddha has a smooth face and holds a purple gold bowl in his palm. When walking, there is a faint shadow of golden lotus blooming under his feet, emitting fragrance and peace.
puff!
One by one, the monks coughed up blood and collapsed directly to the ground, as if they had been run over by a mountain ridge. Every part of their body was not without pain and numbness.
"How dare you, the Great Sutra Stealer, dare to slander the Buddha? You should be punished like a bull or a horse!"
Li Yu saw the origin of the two people and laughed loudly. The big bell held in his palm flew out instantly, buzzing and vibrating, bringing up a stormy wave in the long sky.
He didn't give up, he used his strength to spin his body, and kicked off in the air. The strong wind was raging, like swords slicing through him. The eighth Buddha roared, raised his fists and struck, directly facing him.
"Amitabha, you have misunderstood. We are here only to understand the Dharma and understand the Buddha's past teachings. We have no intention of staining our swords with blood."
The two of them were dueling, and the demon-suppressing scriptures were so powerful that they were like two vast seas bursting their banks, and then they rushed towards each other and collided with each other.
He knew full well that he was no match for this person in a physical fight, so he used his strength to retreat. The golden lotus bloomed under his feet, he made the body seal with his hands, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, turning into a blood-colored Buddha pattern and rising up, performing the Dafa.
The seventh Buddha shouted loudly, used magic, shouted three times in a row, chanted the scripture, and densely packed runes appeared, suppressing Li Yu.
With a majestic mind, how can you be afraid of the demon's roar?
He held the clock in one hand and strode forward without any pause. His flesh and blood were like divine gold, and he was as steady as a rock under the rumbling sound of Buddha, crushing all obstacles.
Li Yu formed a seal with his big hands, and the tiger's mouth was like a dragon's mouth, soaring into the sky. The red golden sun was blazing and turned into a dragon across the sky. His powerful body suddenly turned and rushed towards the two great Buddhas.
"The Eighth Buddha's words are serious. Those who preside over the words and use swords are not two Buddhas, but those who are stained with blood..."
The seventh Buddha disciple was surprised, what does this mean? They did not come with any malicious intention, and Mount Sumeru did not mean this either.
"Someone broke into the temple? Your Lantao Temple is really getting better and better, and you can even make farce of breaking into the temple."
boom!
Finally, two handfuls of blood flowers exploded in the sky, and the Eighth Buddha and the Seventh Buddha both fell into the sky.
At this time, the three monks opened their mouths and stopped the steps of the two Buddhist disciples, causing their expressions to froze, revealing a look of surprise.
The seventh Buddha chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and the purple gold bowl flew out from his palm. It almost felt like swallowing the sky and the earth. The transparent ripples turned into whirlpools, twisting and enlarging continuously.
Li Yu held the bronze bell with one palm, his eyes were like lightning, and he punched out directly, shaking the sky like thunder, and released his powerful force like a river, shattering the dense Buddha's light in front of him, leaving nothing behind.
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In all directions, all the essence was drained out at once, and the world became dim. The energy of vegetation was strong, and the essence of water boiled, intertwining to form Tao pictures, refining the two Buddhist disciples.
At the same time, the hundreds of monks brought by the two Buddhas opened their eyes wide, stopped the figure, and formed a large formation. The Buddha's light shook endlessly.
A ring sword flew up in his hand, and the various golden rings on it flashed, making a roaring sound, like a thunderous explosion, and fell down one after another.
The eighth Buddha was furious and his temper was rising. He was about to kill the person who broke into the temple to vent his anger, but he was grabbed by the seventh Buddha. He vaguely guessed something and frowned.
According to legend, Amitabha the Great once lectured here for forty-nine days, and nectar grew on the ground, divine lotuses grew in the sky, and various strange phenomena arose, shocking the world.
This is an extremely powerful young king who will never be weaker than them.
"I'm here to bid farewell to these two Buddhist disciples!"
The eighth Buddha was dressed uniquely, like a practicing monk in the world of mortals, with messy hair and a shawl tied up with a gold hoop. He pronounced the Buddha's name in a low voice, but there was a cold look in his eyes, which made him very unhappy.
Deep in the temple, the old monk in charge sighed, he had foreseen it but was unable to change it. This may also be the situation that Emperor Amitabha saw in the past. The descendants of Buddha in future generations may not be the same as before.
Although this is a sutra recited orally, it is as clear and bright as if it were made of bright gold. Each word is as tall as a person and flies around.
Suddenly, loud shouts came out, interrupting their conversation and leaving all the monks stunned.
He raised his arms and punched, and with such force that the earth shook the mountains, the purple gold alms bowl flew into the sky and almost disappeared among the clouds.
"Why is this demon so ferocious? How much strength did he use when defeating the tenth Buddha? Why did he hide so many methods?"
"What the Buddha said is wrong. The abbot has something to say. The invasion of the temple this time is not aimed at our temple, but against the two of us. Amitabha and the young monk will leave first. The two Buddhists can take care of themselves."
"Can the Seventh Buddha and the Eighth Buddha join forces to defeat them? They even used the Buddha's Dharma!"
At this time, the seventh Buddha stepped forward and stared directly at the visitor. He was dressed in white and stood as tall as the moon. He held a clock in front of him with one hand and clasped the other behind him. He felt high and upright.
The eighth Buddha recovered from his injuries and was full of energy. His eyes shone like a pair of golden lamps. He took action again.
This attitude surprised many people. It seems that Lantuo Temple also dislikes the behavior on Mount Sumeru. The Buddha did not even come forward to preside over the temple when he arrived.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
At this time, the bells were ringing loudly, and there was a commotion in the entire Landuo Temple. The alarm bells were ringing. This has not happened for thousands of years. Who dares to break into the holy land of Buddhism?
But a strange scene occurred. None of the eminent monks from Lantao Temple showed up and ignored them. There were only ordinary monks here and a hundred monks brought by the two Buddhist disciples. There was not much cultivation.
The height can represent the facade of Mount Sumeru.
It was as if the three words "unwelcome" were engraved on his face.
"Hmph! Landuo Temple, what on earth do you mean? Are you going to betray my vow as a Buddha and deviate from the path of my Buddhist sect!"
This move caused a sudden change in the expressions of the two of them, and the anger that had been suppressed since they set foot in Lantuo Temple burst out.
At this time, behind the scattered monks, a young monk who looked like a lion appeared, with his messy hair tied up in a gold band, and cut off the road ahead with a loud roar.
In an instant, a river as dark as ink rushed out, rushing and boiling, with a terrifying yin energy that melted everything.
"The so-called Buddhist disciples are nothing more than this, which disappoints me so much."
"The lion roars!"
Nowadays, in the temple, the abbot does not show up, and only performs the rituals of guest monks instead. A few monks lead two Buddhist disciples to worship the Buddha statue.
Is this an order to expel guests? Why don't you want to see Mount Xumi so much?
"If you don't distinguish between pure and dirty, and help the tyrants to do evil, you are collaborating with the evil!"
Those who use swords and weapons are stained with the blood of Buddha's sons. This is a calamity, a Buddha's calamity.
I never expected that after just one day, I would receive a response, and both of them would die.
How powerful and high-spirited these two Buddhist disciples were. Each one of them carved a mark of disrespect for me, the Buddha, and their blood was splashed on the Pure Land. They should be the words of judgment for this calamity.
But today, the big devil responded in a bloody manner, knocking on the door and killing everyone, leaving only four words: I am the calamity!
How domineering, how arrogant, and lawless.
I vomited. There is also an epidemic here in Anqing. I did an accounting last night and found that a duck had messed up half of the city. It had been running around all day and was still running around in the early morning. The most annoying thing was that there was a person from the community.
She ordered door-to-door service, and now a group of people gathered around her downstairs to curse. It was so outrageous and unbelievable.