Feng Zhou took back the bronze sword, gathered his fists here, and struck suddenly!
There are almost no words to describe this punch.
The sky and the earth turned upside down, the sun and the moon collapsed, and the stars and rivers shattered. It seemed that countless stars fell behind Feng Zhou, the gods and demons were wailing, and the sun was dying.
This punch is a true holy boxing technique.
"Crackling."
As soon as Feng Zhou moved, it turned into a bright golden light and hit Jigong. Before the others arrived, the huge fist intention had already disrupted the vitality.
The moment when the Buddha's light and the fist collide.
Jigong's golden body and light armor bulged fiercely, and his long black hair was blown by the wind. His eyes widened, and his strength reached its peak. The sound of Sanskrit chants became louder and louder, but it was still useless.
.
"Boom."
Jigong was directly hit by the punch and flew backwards, flying dozens of feet in the air. Behind him, the Buddha of Clouds and Mist, which was hundreds of feet high, was directly shaken away. Even the clouds for several miles around seemed to be affected by this punch.
Beat it into a hole.
"How can it be!"
Jigong was shocked.
This is the supernatural power that he has realized by himself, the supreme Buddha's mind. He has been living in seclusion outside Palembang City for the past three years. He has also used the power of merit to promote it and condensed the infinite power of heaven and earth. Unable to stop Feng Zhou's move.
fist?
"His punch is too powerful."
Thinking back to the punch just now, Jigong became more frightened.
A shallow punch mark appeared on Jigong's chest.
There was already a crack in the golden body and light armor.
No matter how Daoji repairs it, it cannot be restored.
"He is a Quasi-Saint, and I am also a Quasi-Saint. Why does he still have such terrifying power?"
Jigong thought.
But it was too late at this time, Feng Zhou punched him a second time.
"Boom."
This punch is more powerful than the one just now!
A Bagua disk appeared in mid-air and slowly circulated. The Bagua disk appeared behind Feng Zhou, and then illuminated the mid-air, and pieces of Qingyun appeared.
Under Qingyun, all the energy, blood, spiritual thoughts, and immortality essence in Feng Zhou's body turned into pure golden light. He crushed it with one punch, as if he could crush everything.
"Amitabha's true energy is mighty, and King Ning's true power is also great!"
Jigong's black hair was like anger, and his eyes were filled with blood, but his words were full of magnanimity.
He spoke without stopping, and various secret techniques of Buddhism were displayed one by one in his hands. The Three Treatises, Yoga, Pure Land, Tantra, etc., are all wonderful Buddhist methods. After Jigong's evolution, they even surpassed them.
He defeated the ancestors of various sects and reached an incredible state.
Of course, there are also magical techniques borrowed from Brahmanism, Zoroastrianism, and Unitarianism.
"In the face of absolute power, all kinds of wonderful methods are all vain! Doesn't Master Daoji not know?"
Feng Zhou's pupils were filled with light.
Surrounded by Qingyun and illuminated by the Eight Diagrams, he is the Supreme Taoist Sect.
As he urged, more powerful fists descended from the sky and hit Jigong.
"Crackling."
No matter which sect or sect's magic method, imperial technique, or even the barriers formed by the condensed Buddhist diamonds, they are all vulnerable to this bright fist.
"ah!"
No matter how hard Jigong gathered his energy and pushed his strength to its peak, even condensing all the energy within a ten-mile radius into one palm, he still could not stop Feng Zhou from punching him.
"Bang."
Jigong was beaten again until he vomited blood and flew backwards, gliding thousands of feet in the air. The surging vitality around him was shaken away by Feng Zhou's punch. Even with the status of a quasi-sage, Jigong felt soreness all over his body, and his body was covered with gold.
The light armor was almost broken by Feng Zhou!
His whole body also crashed directly into the sea. It took him a stick of incense before he rushed out of the sea.
Feng Zhou stood proudly in the void, his whole body calm and calm, as if he was a master. All the bright golden light was concentrated in his right hand. His right hand held a golden fist, as if he was controlling the power of a god.
"Third punch!"
Feng Zhou was extremely calm, his eyes neither happy nor sad.
He gently uttered a Taoist mantra: "Lin!"
The power of the fist expanded again, doubling in size. Feng Zhou's whole body was bathed in Qingyun, as if he was possessed by golden armor, and the power was unimaginable.
"boom!"
In Jigong's eyes at this time, all he could see was this blow falling from the sky, like a divine punishment from the gods.
"Namo Amitabha!"
Jigong began to bleed, but he remained calm and calm, truly like a Buddha, and activated the secret technique of self-sacrifice.
The surging blood and momentum reached a peak in an instant. The vitality of the sea within a hundred miles behind him instantly gathered behind him, and the entire sky formed a huge word cloud.
The word cloud rotates slowly, like the Milky Way on a summer night, lying across the sky. Opposite the cloud is a fist that seems to be plated with gold. It is like a chariot of gods, sweeping comets across the sky.
, with indestructible power, smashed towards the word cloud body.
"boom!"
When the two collide together.
Between heaven and earth, there is only endless golden light and terrifying sound waves.
…
"How was the fight?"
At this time, the mortals who couldn't help but watch the battle were talking about it. Lingxiao Palace, Leiyin Temple, Kunxu Realm, Huaxu Realm, and even Sanqingtian were also paying attention.
After Feng Zhou and Jigong ascended into the sky, both of them were covered by the clouds. Even with the eyes of a saint, they could only see the rolling clouds and mists for a while, and the thunder and trembling for a while. A cloud with the word "*" and golden celebrations could be vaguely seen.
Clouds collide with each other, looming.
"Amitabha, my compassionate Buddha should subdue the dragon and win!"
In Leiyin Temple, all the Bodhisattvas and Arhats said one after another, almost in unison.
Because Jiang Long is their comrade, they should support him as a matter of course.
Although it is still uncertain whether Daoji is Li Xiuyuan or Jianglong himself, it does not hinder that he is a great sage of Buddhism.
In short, Buddhism is becoming more powerful.
As for who he will get close to in the future.
That is a matter for the Third World Buddha and the Three Body Buddha to consider. It is not the turn of the little Bodhisattva or Arhat to speak.
But in Heaven, in Kunxu Realm, in Huaxu Realm, and even in Sanqingtian, most people support Feng Zhou. After all, Feng Zhou is the first mortal in ten thousand years whose strength has reached the level of a quasi-sage.
You must know that whether they are the Xuanyuan family, the Suiren family, etc., they are originally saints who came down to earth, performed great kindness, and became saints through their merits.
But Feng Zhou, in just twenty years, not only went against the will of heaven, but also followed the trend, saved tens of millions of people, gained supreme enlightenment, and became a great virtuous Taoist sect.
If one day he can become a saint and obtain the Daluo Hunyuan Golden Immortal, it will definitely be the fourth pure state after the three pure states, and it will be a supreme event for Chinese Taoism.
At this moment, suddenly there was an unprecedented loud noise in the sky, like the earth was shattering, and a huge mushroom cloud appeared thousands of meters high in the sky.
Immediately, the celebration clouds bloomed, Sanskrit chants broke out, and the * cloud body and Bagua disk complemented each other.
The clouds dispersed, and the two of them were floating in the air, sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed at the same time, and the whole body was illuminated by light.
Qingyun, the relics are hovering among them, and there are lotus flowers, and the fragrance is fragrant.
After an unknown amount of time, the two of them opened their eyes at the same time, smiled at each other, and then stood up at the same time.
Feng Zhou cupped his hands, put his hands together, and saluted each other together.
"Congratulations to Arhat Subduing the Dragon for passing away, and congratulations to Master Daoji for becoming a Buddha!" Feng Zhou said.
"Congratulations to His Highness Prince Ning for becoming a saint." Daoji said.
"Hahaha..., if you want to become a saint through merit and virtue, you still need to go through countless tribulations, but Master Daoji became a Buddha with just one thought, and I congratulate you." Feng Zhou laughed.
Daoji also smiled slightly: ‘Amitabha.”
Then the two looked at each other, smiled, and turned around to leave.
I saw Feng Zhou stepping on the auspicious clouds and flying in the sky. His aura was really fascinating.
But Daoji clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name. Suddenly a golden dragon appeared in front of him. He stepped on the golden dragon and sat down cross-legged. The golden dragon swung its tail and flew towards the West Tianling Mountain.
In the 30th year of Shaoxi of the Great Song Dynasty, in 1176 AD, the Taoist master, King Ning of the Great Song Dynasty, Fengzhou, made an appointment with the great Buddhist monk Daoji, a Nanyang saint monk, to fight on the top of Yashan.
After this battle, there will be no more cliffs in the world.
Daoji became a Buddha and returned to Lingshan.
Sealing the boat will achieve the status of a quasi-sage. In the next step, as long as you survive countless tribulations, you can achieve the status of a saint.
When the news spread, the three realms were shaken.