460; Demon Buddha Tathagata, the incarnation of the soul
"Tathagata..."
Zuo Chongming stood up suddenly and stared at the black lotus in disbelief: "How could it be? How could he still..."
"What's wrong?"
It was the first time Nan Sheng saw him acting so rudely, and he couldn't help but trembled in his heart. For the first time, he lost his confidence.
"hiss……"
Zuo Zhongming took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, but the corners of his eyes still couldn't stop trembling slightly: "It turned out to be him..."
Nan Sheng came to him in a few steps and asked urgently: "What's going on? Don't tell me... This was not what you expected."
Zuo Chongming said in a deep voice: "I have deduced the book of escape and the jade scroll of Wentian several times. The hexagrams are all obscure and difficult to understand. I can only see that there is great terror."
"Later, by accident, I learned that the three demons of Motuoling were related to ancient Buddhism, and used this to find out the traces of King Peacock Ming."
"As the mother of Buddha, King Peacock Ming used to have a respected position in ancient Buddhism, and his strength should not be underestimated. I naturally thought that..."
Nan Sheng understood the meaning of his words and took over the conversation: "Do you originally think that the source of terror is King Peacock Ming himself?"
"That's right."
Zuo Chongming smiled bitterly: "Who would have thought that King Peacock Ming was just a cover, and the real terror turned out to be... Tathagata."
Nan Sheng frowned: "I don't know much about Buddhism. I only know that Tathagata is a Buddha in Buddhism. How can you be so rude? What on earth is he..."
Zuo Chongming said softly: "The Tathagata's real name is Sakyamuni. He is the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas, the Lord of Lingshan, the Lord of Ultimate Bliss, and the present Buddha..."
Nan Sheng's expression suddenly changed, and he lost his voice and said: "What did you say? The Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas? Could it be that Buddhism..."
He was really frightened this time. He never expected that this Tathagata would have such an origin.
Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas, what the hell...
Nan Sheng's face was as pale as a sheet of paper: "Here, what else are we fighting for? It's over..."
I thought that this time I could flatten the Demon Camel Ridge and harvest the Beihai Tianyuan, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing, this is ridiculous...
While the two were talking, the black lotus finally fully bloomed.
Several streaks of golden and black silk threads shot out, and with lightning speed, they wrapped up an old man who had not yet escaped.
"Senior brother..."
When another Dharma warrior saw this, his eyes were about to burst, and he yelled and rushed over.
The sword's intention was like a huge wave, slashing out with a brilliant force that shattered the sky, and the condensed light of the hundred-foot sword suddenly struck the relic...
The black lotus suddenly burst out with billions of Buddha's light, accompanied by a strange and sinister chanting sound, and swallowed the relics and the old man into it.
Almost immediately after, the sharp sword light streaked across the surface of the black lotus.
"ah!!"
I saw the black lotus swaying violently, scattering several petals and gold shavings, and letting out a harsh and sharp scream, like a living creature.
"Um?"
Many powerful Dharma experts who were running for their lives stopped in unison and stared at Black Lotus in surprise.
Can it be hurt to this extent with just one knife? This thing doesn't seem to be as strong as it looks?
"Have you noticed?"
Someone said: "The aura exuded by this black lotus is at least 30% weaker than when it first appeared. It seems to have become sluggish."
The woman in palace clothes narrowed her eyes and said, "It seems that the move that severely damaged the soul just now is not so easy for it."
The other person frowned and thought for a while, then muttered: "It's bluffing. If we are scared away, it will play into its plan."
"fix it."
Everyone looked at each other and saw emotions in each other's eyes.
Although the sudden appearance and sudden attack of this thing caused them all to suffer serious injuries.
But this kind of victory is based on the fact that the divine soul attack is secretive, and it appears without warning, so the warriors are not at all wary.
Which of these dharma realms is not an old fox? Can you suffer the same loss twice?
Now, they have taken the targeted elixir and taken out the trump card at the bottom of the box, and their vigilance has been heightened.
Under such circumstances, it would be sheer nonsense for the opponent to try to achieve the same outstanding results as before.
And the damage caused by the angry sword of the warrior just now made them see an opportunity - this guy is not as strong as they thought.
In this case, why not destroy it and make another windfall?
Thinking of this.
Everyone changed their previous embarrassment and fear and gathered around him in unison.
"Click~, sizzling..."
A creepy sound suddenly came from the black lotus, like fingernails scraping against a blackboard.
Before anyone could rush forward, the black lotus bloomed again, accompanied by a sharp and strange chanting sound, and exploded into ripples that looked like real things.
"Amitabha."
I saw a nine-foot-tall monk with shadowy eyebrows, a black lotus dotted between his eyebrows, and a black gold cassock.
When everyone touched his appearance and eyes, a thought suddenly came to their mind - something strange.
The impression this strange monk gave them was not that of grandeur, compassion, brightness, or kindness that could save all sentient beings...
On the contrary, everyone saw twisted madness, violence, bloodthirsty and... playfulness and playfulness in his face and eyes.
The expression of the monk himself was not that rich, but everyone could really feel it, and even his consciousness was affected.
"Monster, where is my senior brother?"
The warrior who had just slashed out the sword roared at him angrily.
The monk turned his head slightly, with a strange and sinister smile on his lips: "The benefactor gave up his skin and achieved bliss, Amitabha..."
"kill him."
The woman in palace clothes snorted coldly, and the Dharma Prime Minister suddenly raised his sharp sword and rushed towards him first.
When the others saw this, their faces were solemn, they all took out their trump cards from the bottom of the box, and gathered around in tacit understanding.
"Is this...the way of cultivation in future generations?"
The monk's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, looking at these mountain-like Dharma images with great interest.
No movement was seen from him, and a twelfth-grade black lotus made of black and gold appeared at his feet, exuding the light of Buddha and evil spirits.
"Interesting, interesting."
The monk clasped his hands together and suddenly made seals, with a pitiful and sinister look in his eyes: "It's really a unique way, I really want to incarnate the soul."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Before he finished speaking, ancient Buddha patterns burst out from his palm.
The boundless Buddha's light mixed with the rich evil spirit was like two intertwined angry dragons, spinning around him...
In no more than an instant, three figures of different shapes and menacing men appeared around him one after another, standing in the shape of a Chinese character.
A Dharma statue has a thin body, holds a green lantern in its hand, is filled with demonic fire, and has a strange aura.
The Dharma image has a compassionate face, a smile in its youth, violent eyes, and black lotus eyebrows.
A statue of Dharma has its arms open and its belly stretched out, its smile is always open, and its skull rosary is twirling between its fingers.
"Three, three Dharma images?"
"How can this be?"
"This is a magic method..."
These Dharma Realm experts were so shocked. Not only had they seen it, they had never even heard of it. Someone could condense the three Dharma Appearances.
This kind of thing has simply subverted their stable outlook on things.
"So what if there are three Dharma images?"
"Everyone come up shoulder to shoulder."
The shock only lasted for a moment, and everyone reacted in a blink of an eye, pressing forward in perfect agreement.
…
"So that's it."
Zuo Chongming stared at this scene, and something suddenly appeared in his eyes: "No wonder, no wonder you are still alive, it turns out to be this..."
When Nan Sheng heard his gibbering, he couldn't help but look sideways and asked, "What did you say?"
Zuo Chongming licked his lips and said in a deep voice: "Do you know why I was so shocked by Tathagata's appearance just now?"
"Why?" Nan Sheng looked at him.
Zuo Chongming said softly: "Because according to the ancient classics that I have found, the Tathagata has passed away long ago, and it is Maitreya who faces the ancient catastrophe."
Nan Sheng was completely confused: "Maitreya? Who is Maitreya?"
Zuo Chongming rubbed his forehead and said: "It is recorded in the ancient Buddhist scriptures that Buddhism has the past Dingguang Buddha, the present Tathagata Buddha, and the future Maitreya Buddha."
"Only when the former passes away can the latter be accomplished and sit on the position of the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas, commanding all Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats."
"At the beginning, when the ancient catastrophe came, the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas in Buddhism was Maitreya. The Tathagata at that time had already passed away..."
When Nan Sheng heard this, he couldn't help but interject: "But you just said that he was..."
"That's right."
Zuo Chongming twitched the corners of his lips and forced out a wry smile: "He is indeed Tathagata, but he is also Maitreya and Dingguang."
Nan Sheng's face changed greatly: "You mean, the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas is the same person from beginning to end? It's just that his name is different?"
"almost."
Zuo Chongming sighed: "The reason why he can condense the three dharma images is actually the ancient way of cultivation, some kind of magic about the incarnation of the soul, no, it should be said to be magical power."
The visions and phenomena in martial arts actually originate from the transcendent realm of the monk’s soul.
However, later generations integrated and adapted these exercises based on martial arts.
The biggest difference between the two is the soul, or the soul.
Since the beginning of cultivation, monks have been subtly developing powerful soul consciousness, reaching the limit and then transforming into souls.
Martial arts is inferior to the former in terms of soul. After all, not all warriors have spiritual veins.
Because of this, warriors can only focus on fighting a Dharma with their own martial arts will as the core.
However, monks can use it as a magical power to condense multiple things similar to the Dharma.
"hiss……"
Nan Sheng grinned and smacked his tongue: "According to what you say, doesn't this guy live from ancient times to now? How many years has it been?"
"Who knows?"
Zuo Chongming narrowed his eyes and quietly changed the subject: "But what is certain is that he doesn't want to be like this."
The appearance of Tathagata was beyond his expectation.
But it allowed Zuo Chongming to confirm his conjecture - before ancient times, there was another civilization, or even more than one.
Because according to the textual research of Buddhist scriptures, Buddhism did not appear from ancient times, but from a much older era that cannot be traced back.
Nan Sheng didn't understand what he meant and asked in a deep voice: "What does this mean?"
Zuo Chongming sighed: "Can't you see it yet? He has been eroded by evil spirits. Not only his own relics, but also his soul has not been spared."