Tens of thousands of beasts screamed, dragons and elephants galloped, just like a turbulent river rolling in, sweeping across Wu Ming's body, directly entering the meridians, then entering the bone marrow, and then to the soul, impacting and tempering in all directions.
The Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu seems to be a one-step body-training technique. Even the first ten levels are stronger than the Golden Bell Jar, but the last three levels are one level and one level!
With the golden bell as the foundation, Mingwang Fudozun as the supplement, and the tantric initiation and Buddha power to sort out, in a short period of time, he broke through the three levels in a row, and moved towards the next level at an unimaginable speed.
Wu Ming clearly felt that his strength and aura had not increased much, but he had gained a kind of bloody courage that he had not had before!
It is not the blood boiling during one's own battle, but the blood bravery belonging to the dragon and elephant. This power is not simply the power of living beings, but the purification of the warlike intention between heaven and earth.
Under the pull of some great force, the invisible will is condensed, poured into the body, and refined.
Although he did not practice it himself, under the technique of tantric initiation, in the process of purifying the essence, energy, and spirit, time seemed to have stopped, and this warlike intention was imprinted in it, and he realized it.
But looking at Wu Ming's body surface, the golden light is shining, and the veins are bulging like a dragon roaring proudly. This is not an increase in strength, but a sign that he is subconsciously mobilizing the power of Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong to engage in simulated combat.
Although it is a power derived from initiation, both the feasibility of this secret technique and Wu Ming himself will be fully mastered at the moment the secret technique is completed, and there will be no uncontrollable results.
The first three levels build the foundation, the fourth, fifth, and sixth levels regenerate dragon power, and the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels forge the ladder to heaven!
Buzz!
When the tenth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu was operating, the first nine levels of Kung Fu were operating as one, Hunyuan was integrated, causing Wu Ming's body to expand violently, like a Buddha statue made of pure gold, but showing majestic and majestic momentum!
"..."
The sutras, like a bell and a bell, spread from heaven to earth, like a true Buddha murmuring sutras, causing the entire hall to glow with golden light, and behind Wu Ming, a nine-foot-tall golden Buddha silhouette was reflected.
"Dharma of King Ming!"
The abbot's turbid eyes were shining like stars, his old face could not conceal his joy, but the golden pen in his hand was extremely steady, and he wrote with spirit, as if he had poured his life into it.
In fact, it is no different from pouring one's own life into it. Each of these strokes is drawn by one's own energy and spirit, so that the Buddha's power can be carved into Wu Ming's body, and the power that grows as the technique progresses can be sorted out.
Otherwise, even if Buddha power is one of the softest powers in the world, it is still power, and it is not something Wu Ming has cultivated himself.
When external power enters the body, without refining, it will at least conflict with one's own power, let alone whether it can be used.
What's more, as it is now, it is perfectly integrated into the essence and spirit, becoming a part of one's own strength, and can be used skillfully after completion.
The six old monks looked at each other and murmured words. They made seals and spells more and more urgently. As they danced and danced, they pulled out thousands of auspicious lights and intertwined them into a network of light.
Looking from a distance, it looks like thousands of stars on the dome of the main hall, scattering misty light, turning into Buddhas all over the sky, chanting in unison, lotuses growing all over the ground, and the Buddha Kingdom blooming.
"The situation is great!"
Seeing that the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu was about to enter the eleventh level, which would undergo substantial changes, Wu Ming suddenly opened his eyes and said as if there were no waves in the ancient well, "This seems to be inconsistent with the previous agreement, right?"
"Don't worry, little friend, although this is the first time I have used the initiation method, this temple has been passed down forever and there are many records. I have already memorized it in my heart, and there will be no mistakes!"
Da Shizhi's eyes were slightly narrowed, his expression was solemn, his golden pen kept moving, his wrist flicked slightly, but eight points of golden light like a cold star fell on the back of Wu Ming's head and said, "Please keep your mind tight, little friend, and don't think wildly.
After all, this is the first time that I have hosted an initiation. If there is any slight mistake, I might be disadvantageous to you!"
"Oh!"
Wu Ming chuckled lightly and slowly closed his eyes. The golden light around his body was blazing, making the king's dharma image behind him seem to be solidified, becoming thicker and more majestic.
"Buddhas come to the world, and the kingdom of Buddhism is greatly opened!"
Da Shizhi gave a low shout, looked at each other with the six old monks, suddenly changed directions, and recited the incantations and carved runes faster and faster.
stretch!
It was like a ten-stone treasure bow being drawn in the air, but it seemed to have the sound of sharp gold piercing the clouds and cracking the stone. When Wu Ming completed the eleventh level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, Wu Ming had some extremely light golden lines all over his body, exuding an ancient and clumsy charm.
The lines are completely natural. Although they seem to be an understatement, they seem to contain unimaginable strength!
Hoho!
The roar of dragons and elephants was loud, and the lines seemed to come alive, swimming along Wu Ming's skin, and then suddenly disappeared behind him, but the Dharma of King Ming behind him became more solid.
Soon, the twelfth level and the thirteenth level were completed. Ordinary warriors may not be able to practice the Prajna Dragon Elephant Skill in their entire lives, but they were able to complete it in just half a day.
However, the operation of the technique did not stop, but became more solid, as if it contained majestic power, and the natural cloud patterns were integrated into the dharma behind Wu Ming.
Gradually, the appearance of the Dharma changed from virtual to real. Although it was still composed of energy, it was already like a statue of King Ming made of pure gold!
"The situation is great!"
Just as the Dharma image was approaching Wu Ming's body, he opened his eyes again and said, "Stop now, it's still too late!"
"What did you say, little friend? Now you are half a step into a golden body. As long as you step forward, you can achieve an immortal golden body. Don't think too wildly, causing the initiation to fail!"
Da Shizhi narrowed his eyes and said.
"Oh!"
Wu Ming chuckled lightly, and his whole body was shaken, but except for the golden light shining on his body, he remained motionless.
"My little friend, you'd better put away your distracting thoughts and concentrate on running the exercises!"
The general trend is indifferent.
"This is very good, I have a clear conscience!"
Wu Ming slowly closed his eyes, a cold feeling gradually rising in his heart, but he calmed down after a moment.
Seeing him like this, his eyebrows suddenly trembled, but his hand was still as steady as a mountain, and the pen moved like a dragon and a snake, carving golden runes all over Wu Ming's body.
At this point, Wu Ming's entire body was covered with golden scriptures as fine as tadpoles, leaving almost no room left, as if they were made of pure gold.
"Open a Buddhist kingdom!"
A flash of light flashed in his eyes, he shouted low, he suddenly threw away the alms bowl and gold pen, quickly pressed the seals with both hands, and formed a mysterious formation with the six old monks, releasing his Buddhist power regardless of the cost.
Hong Zhongda Lu's voice was loud and melodious, as if it came from nothingness, and seemed to be echoing and singing in the hall.
Astonishingly, I saw that behind the seven old monks, hidden in the golden light, there seemed to be thousands of Buddhas chanting sutras in a low voice. A shadow of the Buddha inside was being worshiped by incense and pointing out.
"Om Mani Padme!"
King Ming's Dharma seemed to have come to life. He uttered the truth, his whole body trembled slightly, and it became illusory again. It was actually like the Buddha's shadow, pointing out, pointing directly at the back of Wu Ming's head, and melting into his body.
At the same time, Wu Ming, who didn't understand at all, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a mysterious smile.
boom!
In an instant, the whole body was filled with golden light, and Wu Ming's figure expanded directly. It was not bloated like an inflatable, but was growing perfectly every bit.
His aura is rising again and again, and as the King Ming's Dharma blends with it, just sitting there is taller than the great old monk of Mahasthamaprapta, as if a Buddha is present, everlasting, and immortal.
"Immortal Golden Body!"
The monks' eyes showed joy, but their faces became more solemn. The golden light behind them increased instead of decreasing, causing the stars on the dome to shine brightly, and the shadow of the Buddhist kingdom became more and more solid.
Da Shizhi frowned slightly, feeling vaguely that something was wrong, but could not find the source. Looking at Wu Ming's figure sitting motionless, he felt a little at ease.
In his opinion, when Wu Ming accepted the conditions of the Vajra Temple and placed the first rune, the outcome was already doomed.
But if one cultivates the Buddhist mind to the highest level, this peak semi-saint Buddha will definitely not despise Wu Ming so much.
In the space of the Boundary Pearl that no one can see, suddenly the wind and clouds surged, the golden light filled the sky, and the soft light and shadow covered the sky. Wherever the golden light shone, everything grew wildly, as if it was beyond the rules of the four seasons.
All the creatures in the space were astonished, but when an invisible will swept through their hearts and they saw a vague but extremely clear majestic figure appearing in the sky, they were not surprised!
"The king accepts the relics left by the eternal inheritance of Vajra Temple!"
Wu Ming transformed into the heaven and earth, looking at the sun, moon and stars, stirring the sky with his hands, and easily led thousands of Buddha shadows that appeared in the sea of consciousness, like chanting sutras and being saved, into the boundary pearl space.
From the very beginning, he had never believed in Vajra Temple. In fact, even if Vajra Temple did not plot against him, he would still plot against Vajra Temple.
Everything went smoother than expected!
There is nothing wrong with the initiation method of Vajra Temple, but there are some added ingredients in it. They want to use their own background to display their supernatural powers and bring salvation to the Buddha's kingdom, and thousands of Buddhas will chant.
The supreme Buddhist power condensed with the power of faith exerted a subtle influence in the sound of chanting sutras, changing Wu Ming's will and becoming a member of the Vajra Temple.
In other words, these are the obsessions left by the eminent monks of the Vajra Temple in the past, mixed with the power of Buddhism, and transformed Wu Ming into a monk who best fits the purpose of the Vajra Temple.
This method is more subtle than the crude method of seizing a body, and has no sequelae.
It's not like changing someone else, but it's better than changing someone else!
But they could not have imagined that Wu Ming had now completely controlled the Mountain and Sea Realm Pearl. In this world, even if he only appeared as a soul, he would be like a saint or a Buddha, holding the world in his hand!
Not to mention it was just the obsession of a dead man, even the holy thoughts could not affect him.
Not to mention, Wu Ming has never had these obsessions from the beginning to the end. Even if these obsessions are purely terrifying, without the power of Buddha, they are like rootless duckweeds that can be destroyed easily!
"Come back!"
Wu Ming shouted in a low voice, as if he was spitting thunder from his mouth, and thrust his right hand forward, with the palm of his hand facing upward. A little purple-green light swayed endlessly like a candle in the wind.
Thousands of Buddha's lights are like a dragon swimming into the sea, like the sea accepting hundreds of rivers, and even more like thousands of Buddhas rushing into it like a swarm of swarms, making the purple-green brilliance solidify little by little.
Looking from a distance, it looks like a flower bud, trembling slightly, with golden lotus leaves, emerald golden lotus stems, and purple and blue flower bones, growing vigorously in the sea of stars, and releasing a majestic power that rolls like waves, but is as gentle as the sun, washing it.
Square heaven and earth.
The chaos and lotus stems, the Buddha's kingdom is born in the palm. The flowers on the other side are blooming, and the yin and yang are alternating!