Zhuang Zhou didn't need Lin Ze's reminder at all. He had been paying attention to the battlefield in mid-air. He saw the Lord of Mount Tai suffered heavy losses, his breath faded, and his whole body turned into a gust of wind, suddenly floating up and inserted between the Lord of Mount Tai and the Buddha.
The Divine King of Mount Tai is an extremely important chess piece in the Taoist palace, and Zhuang Zhou could not just sit back and watch him be destroyed.
As Zhuang Zhou took action in time, a wave of waves appeared out of thin air in mid-air. Countless sea fish swam in the waves, sometimes jumping out of the water and turning into a seabird.
An aura of great freedom and freedom spread, trying to separate the entangled Shinto aura and Buddhist aura in the air.
After injuring the Lord of Mount Tai, Buddha's expression changed from pretending to be angry to deliberately mocking him. When he saw Zhuang Zhou taking action, he even smiled disdainfully.
I saw a flash of cruelty in the Buddha's eyes, clasping his hands together, as if giving instructions to someone, solemnly reciting: "Cause and effect, the divine way will perish, and the human way will prosper."
The God of Mount Tai, whose abdomen was originally only torn open and bleeding profusely, suddenly exploded, sprinkling a shower of blood in mid-air.
Zhuang Zhou's face darkened, and he did not bother to separate the Lord of Mount Tai from the Buddha. The saint's aura spurted out, protecting the Lord of Mount Tai, and shouted softly: "Buddha, show mercy."
Buddha's face showed a mocking look: "Haha, show mercy? Just because he did wrong things and said wrong words, why should I show mercy?"
"A newly minted saint dares to get carried away in a battle with me. I really don't know how someone like him can break the shackles and become a saint?"
"He is still a remnant of the Shinto. At his level, he has been able to escape countless catastrophes. He is so lucky to have survived from ancient times to the present."
It has been more than two years since he lost his holy position under Emperor Qin's scheme, and he was sealed by Lin Ze for more than a year. He has been holding back his breath for an unknown amount of time. Now that he has won, he has someone to vent to, and he has not restrained his harsh tone and ridiculed fiercely.
road.
On the other side, the God of Mount Tai, whose breath was sluggish and covered in blood, was full of annoyance. If he couldn't get carried away and took precautions, Buddha might be able to beat him, but it would be difficult to make him suffer so miserably.
Not only is his body covered in wounds, even his foundation has been damaged a bit. In a short period of time, let alone his cultivation rising upwards, as long as he doesn't fall, he is lucky.
The Buddha saw that Zhuang Zhou was protecting the Divine Lord of Mount Tai. He was unable to bypass Zhuang Zhou and attacked the Divine Lord of Mount Tai. He said in a deep voice: "Zhuang Zhou, this thief has taken away my inheritance. His crime is unforgivable. I will definitely beat him today."
He will fall into the realm of a saint and be suppressed forever, unable to stand up."
"If you get out of the way, I will naturally accept your favor. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."
Zhuang Zhou's expression was solemn and his tone was cold: "Why should Buddha be so angry? You and the god are both in the realm of saints. There are some things that you can sit down and talk about. Why should you fight between life and death without leaving any room?"
The Buddha didn't listen to Zhuang Zhou's advice. When he heard that he refused to get out of the way, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes and he said in a cold voice: "Are you really going to be an enemy of me? In other words, the Taoist palace has to be at odds with Buddhism?"
The frustration in the Buddha's heart and the resentment of having his inheritance taken away came not only from the God of Mount Tai, but also from the people in the Taoist Palace.
If it weren't for Taoist palace's deliberate calculations, how could he, the majestic master of Buddhism and a saint of a generation, be reduced to the point where even his inheritance was taken away by others?
Therefore, when Buddha said this, he was not just a verbal threat, but he was truly prepared to take action if he disagreed.
Zhuang Zhou categorically objected: "The poor Taoist has no intention of becoming an enemy of the Buddha. He just wants to make peace. After all, the god of Mount Tai is an ally of the Taoist palace. I hope that the Buddha can show his favor."
"Besides, Buddha has already punished him, so why bother to be aggressive and kill them all?"
"Hehe, hehe..."
Buddha's face was full of ridicule. He did not continue to talk nonsense with Zhuang Zhou, but said word for word: "Cause and effect, the Buddha destroys the Tao."
A mysterious charm appeared out of nowhere and floated in this space.
I saw in the sea that belonged to Zhuang Zhou's small world, a sea fish jumped out of thin air and turned into a flying dragon. Then a divine dragon swung its tail and hit the birds in the sky.
Eight Heavenly Dragons, Buddhist protectors.
Zhuang Zhou looked at this scene with an expression of indifference, and suddenly smiled and said: "Buddha has such good methods, he can even influence and change the small world unique to the saint realm."
A crazy smile appeared on the Buddha's face: "This is a trick that I have carefully prepared for tens of thousands of years. It is specially used to deal with your teacher, the Taoist Saint."
"I just didn't expect that your teacher, Dao Sage, wouldn't have the chance to enjoy it, but you would be lucky enough to see it. But you are still in the Saint realm after all, so if this trick is used against you, it doesn't count as an insult."
Zhuang Zhou shook his head and said, "Pindao feels that this trick still cannot escape the fate of being humiliated. It's not that Pindao's status is not enough, but that it can't hurt Pindao at all."
As soon as Zhuang Zhou finished speaking, the waves turned into a starry sky, and a meteor streaked across, knocking the eight heavenly dragons into ashes.
The Buddha smiled contemptuously: "Since I dare to claim that the Buddha will destroy the Tao, how can you resolve it at will?"
Although the eight heavenly dragons are gone, there are goddesses scattering flowers all over the starry sky.
When Zhuang Zhou saw this scene, a look of thought appeared on his face: "Everything must have cause and effect, and it is entangled, so it cannot be avoided?"
What if everything is empty?
Thinking of this, Zhuang Zhou casually pushed the God of Mount Tai towards Lin Ze. His breath calmed down and he punched the Buddha calmly.
Sometimes, the simpler things are, the less likely they are to cause and effect.
The more complex and entangled it is, the opposite is true. It is commonly known as being entangled in karma and making it difficult to extricate oneself.
The Buddha shook his head slightly, with a look of pity on his face: "In this world of mortals, how can you retreat if you say you can?"
"Cause and effect, the world of mortals will be catastrophic."
Countless worldly atmospheres mixed with vulgarity, vulgarity, despicability, and despicability surged toward Zhuang Zhou like a wave, trying to drag him down, who was carefree and detached from things.
This move was originally designed to deal with the Taoist Sage, but it was also appropriate to deal with Zhuang Zhou who had won the mantle of the Taoist Sage.
Zhuang Zhou took advantage of the situation and closed his fist, his whole body was scattered with starlight, and a colorful butterfly quietly appeared and danced gracefully.
Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, between the virtual and the real, all laws are inseparable.
The Buddha who had caught everything had a solemn look on his face and praised: "What a Ya Sheng Zhuang Zhou. Such a life-saving method is worth a high look from me."
"It's a pity that it's just for self-protection. What's even more pity is that my target has never been you."
Then the Buddha's cold eyes turned from Zhuang Zhou to the Lord of Mount Tai who was supported by Lin Ze, and said in a cold voice: "Cause and effect, the divine way must be destroyed."
Lin Ze, who was standing with the God of Mount Tai, knew that he was not targeting him, but there was still a sense of crisis in his heart.
Similar to this kind of causal attack, ordinary defense will not work.
Lin Ze took a deep breath, stood in front of the Lord Taishan, stretched out his hand to push forward, and silently recited in his heart: "Go against the fate of God."