Chapter 1174 The Great Sun Tathagata suppresses the ancient Buddha
"hiss!"
Xu Feng looked at the Dharmakaya coming out of the black Buddha's light. He couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. A look of surprise appeared on his face. He couldn't help shouting: "It's just the Dharmakaya condensed from the introductory mental skills of the Dharmakaya Technique.
You are so arrogant that you recite Buddha's famous sayings..."
"I am the Great Sun Tathagata, the ancient Buddha who suppresses demons. How can I not recite the famous sayings of the Buddha? I am the Buddha, and the Buddha is me!" Dharmakaya looked towards Xu Feng and said with a smile.
"You, you actually have self-awareness?" A look of shock appeared on Xu Feng's face;
The Dharmakaya is a virtual image condensed by the power of faith and Xu Feng's spiritual power under the blessing of Buddhist scriptures. In a sense, it is the same as the Black Lotus clone. It should not have self-awareness and be completely controlled by Xu Feng.
but now……
"I am you, you are me, why can't you have self-awareness?" Dharmakaya actually retorted;
Xu Feng's face turned ugly. At this moment, Dharmakaya suddenly reminded: "Someone is coming."
Having said that, the Dharmakaya suddenly transformed into a shadowy figure of a bald monk wearing black monk robes. He looked like a Dharmakaya of the novice rank, and his eyes became dull;
"Hiss, you can actually transform into a dharma body..." Xu Feng was completely stunned, looking at the phantom in mid-air behind him with dull eyes.
"Ahem, Almsgiver Xu, have you finished your cultivation? The poor monk has come in!" A voice sounded outside the door, and then the old monk pushed the door directly in, looking directly behind Xu Feng;
There were thunder and lightning, the clouds were gathering, and the movement was too loud, which made the old monk suspicious. After all, the art of Dharmakaya is the foundation of the Dharmakaya Temple. If outsiders can really condense a Dharmakaya above the level of Bodhisattva, the old monk may have no choice but to
I apologize for committing suicide!
Seeing that the Dharmakaya that Xu Feng had condensed was only a novice monk, the old monk secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Then a look of joy appeared on his face. He clasped his hands towards Xu Feng and saluted, "Congratulations to the donor for condensing the Dharmakaya!"
"Donor, please don't underestimate this Dharmakaya of novice quality. If you practice hard, you will be able to cultivate at least a ten-foot-long golden body in the future. In the future, whether it is fists, feet or skills, the power will be increased by 10%!"
"Ah, okay, okay!" Xu Feng seemed to have just woken up from practice and nodded quickly.
"Donor, since you have cultivated the Dharmakaya, can you eliminate the calamity of Haijie Dharmakaya?" the old monk asked quickly.
Xu Feng's expression changed, and he closed his eyes slightly. He temporarily put aside the previous shock about his Dharmakaya, and calmed down to carefully comprehend his Dharmakaya;
In fact, when condensing the Dharma body, the calamity force has already been integrated with the power of the Dharma body. Xu Feng's spirit only had a slight contact and immediately understood how to get rid of the calamity power that had infected the Dharma body;
After a while, Xu Feng opened his eyes, nodded and said: "I have finished the power of the Dharma Body, and I can almost try to get rid of the catastrophic force that eroded the Dharma Body!"
"Okay, okay, okay!" A look of joy appeared on the old monk's face. Monk Haijie cultivates a Buddha-level Dharmakaya. If there is an opportunity in the future, he can integrate a small thousand worlds and create his own Buddhist kingdom.
Becoming an emperor-level powerhouse is something that cannot be missed for the Dhammakaya Temple. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the old monk to teach Xu Feng the introductory mental skills of Dhammakaya!
Soon, the two came to Monk Hai Jie's room. Although Monk Hai Jie's physical injuries had recovered, the Dharmakaya behind him had been eroded by the force of calamity. The original majestic and majestic Buddha King with three heads and six arms and a horse face
, it has become a bit weird at this time, black energy is lingering around the Dharma body, and the horse-faced face that originally had three expressions of joy, anger, and sadness has turned into a weird and sinister smiling face;
Seeing the Dharmakaya behind Monk Haijie, the old monk couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat and recited the Buddha's name in a low voice: "Amitabha!"
Xu Feng looked at the Dharmakaya behind Monk Haijie and was shocked. He thought to himself, "This is about to turn into the Dharmakaya of the evil Buddha, right? I don't know if it can be saved like this!"
Time was running out, Xu Feng took a step forward without saying a word, stretched out his hand to grab the shadow behind Monk Hai Jie;
At the moment when Xu Feng's palm was about to touch the dharma body, the dharma body of the three-headed, six-armed, horse-faced Buddha king suddenly glared at Xu Feng and yelled loudly: "How presumptuous!"
The next moment, a wave of terrifying aura mixed with evil power surged towards Xu Feng. A hellish illusion of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood suddenly appeared in front of Xu Feng. Xu Feng snorted coldly and was about to use Concentration to Slay Demons.
The Heart Sword broke through the illusion in front of me. Unexpectedly, the Dharma Body that I had just condensed suddenly emerged and walked forward step by step in the void;
A tall, bald monk in black robes looked at the surrounding hell hallucinations with compassionate eyes and chanted in a low voice: "Amitabha!"
The next moment, a flash of fire emerged from the clasped palms of the bald monk in black, immediately burning all the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the hell illusion to ashes. At the same time, the bald monk's novice dharma body recited softly.
After reading the Buddhist scriptures, Xu Feng was shocked. The Buddhist scriptures recited by the Dharmakaya turned out to be the newly fused "Great Sun Tathagata, Burning the World and Suppressing Demons Sutra" when condensing the Dharmakaya!
"Would the old monk and the others become suspicious after hearing such a profound Buddhist scripture?" Xu Feng thought to himself.
"Don't worry, outsiders can't hear the Buddhist scriptures I recite!" As if he sensed Xu Feng's worry, the voice of Dharmakaya suddenly appeared in his mind.
As the Buddhist sutras were chanted, the surrounding hell illusions began to be slowly purified by the flames. At the same time, the horse-faced Buddha Dharmakaya behind Monk Haijie also had a look of pain on his face, and let out bursts of howling like ghosts and wolves.
wailing sound;
At this time in the room, Xu Feng and Monk Hai Jie were standing opposite each other, and the Dharmakaya behind them also stood opposite each other. However, the Dharmakaya of the novice monk behind Xu Feng had his hands clasped together and remained motionless, while the Dharmakaya of the Horse-faced Buddha behind Monk Haijie was facing away.
Showing pain, he kept wailing. At the same time, the black calamity power stained on the body of the law was like mist, floating towards the body behind Xu Feng in strands;
At a glance, it was as if Xu Feng's Dharma Body had completely suppressed Monk Hai Jie's Dharma Body. Seeing this scene, the old monk couldn't help but feel a sudden jump in his heart, and felt a faint sense of uneasiness;
As time went by, most of the black calamity power on the Dharma body behind Monk Haijie had poured into the Dharma body of the novice behind Xu Feng. There was nothing strange about the Dharma body of the novice, but the black monk's heroism on his body became more profound;
After a long time, there was no trace of calamity in Monk Haijie's body after his death, and the three horse-faced Buddha kings also returned to the three expressions of joy, anger, and sadness. Seeing this scene, everyone felt relieved, and the old monk also temporarily let go
Suspicious, he stepped forward and helped Monk Hai Jie up;
"Haijie, how do you feel?" the old monk asked softly.
"Uncle Master, I'm fine, just a little weak..." Hai Jie said with a tired look on his face.
"It doesn't matter, just rest for a few more days and you'll be fine." The old monk comforted him and helped Hai Jie lie on the bed;
"Thank you, Master Xu, for your help!" Hai Wu, who had been accompanying Hai Jie all the time, saw that everyone seemed to be ignoring Xu Feng, so he quickly bowed to Xu Feng on behalf of Hai Jie and thanked him.
"It doesn't matter, I'm lucky to have lived up to my fate!" Xu Feng said with a guilty smile.