An ancient Buddhist painting also shows a Dharma King wearing a red cassock and having a majestic and sacred expression.
It's just that this Dharma King must be a little different from the previous ones. There is actually a third eye between his eyebrows, a red eye.
At this time, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect Master connected his hands with seals, and golden mantras poured out from his mouth and poured into the painting.
"What is this old bald donkey doing?" the people below asked one after another.
Chu Luoluo frowned tightly, suddenly her expression changed, and she exclaimed, "Oh no, this guy probably wants to use the summoning technique!"
"This ancient Buddhist painting was probably left behind by a certain fairyland boss from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect during his lifetime or before his ascension!"
Jialan Continent in the west is also a continent where Buddhist influence is prevalent, so Chu Luoluo is very aware of this summoning technique.
According to legend, only by reaching the Earth Immortal Realm, and the minimum requirement is the Earth Immortal Realm, can one leave a Buddhist portrait in his sect.
Of course, there are also portraits of great emperors in the Immortal Realm, or of Taoist ancestors. These are naturally not just simple portraits, but contain artistic conception. To put it bluntly, I poured part of my magic power into them during my lifetime.
Once the descendants of the sect hold a Buddhist painting and recite the corresponding mantra, they can activate the true artistic conception contained in the painting.
At that time, the people in the painting will jump out!
"Tang Feng, stop him quickly, stop him from reciting the spell!" Chu Luoluo exclaimed.
Tang Feng's eyes were focused, he stepped on it, and immediately drove the Changsheng Bridge towards the opponent.
But it was obvious that he had eaten it at this time, and the Buddhist painting was finally activated after absorbing enough golden light from the spell.
Streams of bright golden light suddenly shot out from the painting, and then under the horrified gaze of everyone, a skinny ancient Dharma King suddenly walked out of the painting.
This Dharma King was as skinny as a stick, with sunken eyes, but his eyes were as bright as stars.
He held a string of Buddhist beads in one hand and a bronze gold bowl in the other.
Of course, the golden bowl in his hand cannot be the Zongzong treasure, but looking at his simple and vast appearance, you can tell that it is definitely not ordinary.
At this moment, Tang Feng drove the Changsheng Bridge and rushed forward.
The Dharma King who walked out of the painting was not tall, in fact he was very thin. Suddenly he waved his hand and the bowl in his hand rushed out.
This bronze-colored golden bowl is suspended in the air, with its mouth pointing downwards, emitting a white beam of light.
As soon as the beam of light shone over, Tang Feng immediately felt an unprecedented, vast and majestic restraining force. At this time, not only him, but even the Changsheng Bridge under his feet was restrained and unable to move.
"How is this possible?" Tang Feng was extremely shocked.
The ancient Dharma King with an unattractive appearance in front of him was able to restrain him just by waving his golden bowl. This requires a lot of ability.
Almost instantly, Tang Feng thought of a possibility.
At this time, Chu Luoluo, who was below, suddenly exclaimed, "Tang Feng, run away quickly, this Dharma King is an eternal giant who has only half-stepped into Nirvana!"
"What? This old monk who walked out of the painting turned out to be an eternal giant who was halfway to Nirvana?" Everyone around was shocked.
Chu Luoluo explained, "This kind of ancient Buddhist painting was originally left by the eminent monks of the sect or at least the earth immortal during his lifetime, and it contains its own true nature. Now that it is summoned, it must be no small matter!"
"As expected!" Tang Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking that only the Nirvana realm could have such vast power to restrain him in an instant.
Otherwise, even the eternal giants at the pinnacle of the ninth level would not be able to do it.
"Escape? Do you think you can still escape?" The Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect Master couldn't help but sneer. At this time, the ancient Dharma King stepped out of the painting and flicked his finger, and the string of dark gold beads came directly through the air.
The beads were spinning around, distorting the space wherever they went, which showed how destructive it was.
At this time, everyone also saw that this ancient Buddhist painting should probably be the final trump card of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect Master himself.
After all, he would never take out this kind of Buddhist painting inherited from the sect unless it was absolutely necessary, because it was a consumable item and would be gone after one use.
At this moment, Tang Feng's whole body was enveloped by the golden bowl, and he could hardly move. He could only watch the beads being shot at him.
This string of beads can even distort space. If it were to hit someone, even if Tang Feng had a golden body from the Kingdom of God, he would probably be penetrated on the spot.
It has to be said that it is a half-step to Nirvana. Although it is only a spiritual clone, it is definitely not trivial.
Suddenly, Tang Feng thought of a key point. Since this clone is not a living body in the true sense, can it be...
"Jiushen!" Almost instantly, five soul fires lit up in the Tianxin Palace in Tang Feng's mind.
Under the guidance of the ancient and mysterious method, the five soul fires emitted wisps of strange soul power, and then formed the God-Restraining Edict.
As soon as the order to restrain the gods came out, the eyes of the ancient Dharma King in front immediately became dull and panicked for a moment.
At this moment, Tang Feng suddenly felt that his restraints were suddenly gone. With a whoosh, his men jumped out and escaped from the golden bowl.
Suddenly there was another chirping sound, and the next second the string of Buddhist beads flew through the air and flew past his hair.
"It's so dangerous..." Tang Feng's heart was beating wildly, and there was only a slight difference. If he had been a little slower, I'm afraid his head would have exploded by now.
The leader of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect looked startled and his eyes suddenly widened. It was obvious that he couldn't believe that this guy had escaped again.
"How did he break free?" the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect Master couldn't help but ask, but of course no one answered his question.
In fact, not many people present knew about it. Apart from Tang Feng himself, the only one was Chu Luoluo.
"Thought you were the only one with a clone?" Tang Feng raised his eyebrows, obviously he was angry, and he made seals with his hands.
The spiritual energy in his body spurted out again, and after passing a specific seal, there was a sudden boom, and a divine turtle appeared above his head.
"The eighth level of the Wanshou Divine Turtle, the Divine Turtle reappears!" Tang Feng made a fierce stroke with his big hand, and the huge Divine Turtle above his head, which looked like a mountain, rushed out.
It was only then that everyone realized that this divine turtle was no longer a condensed virtual body, but a real entity!
"It turns out that the eighth level of the Wanshou Divine Turtle is to summon a divine turtle!" The Xuanwu Sect Master below looked obviously excited.
"Good guy, I really can't believe that in less than a year, he actually understood the Wanshou Divine Turtle to the highest state!" The master of Guiyan Peak was also amazed.
"The real entity of the Old God Turtle is actually half a step into the Nirvana realm, an eternal giant. Now, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect Master is in trouble!"
