The kingdom of Buddha is in the palm of your hand.
Hanbao was caught in the palm of Jinchi Ancient City. No matter how he ran, he could not escape, just like Monkey Sun couldn't find the palm of Tathagata Buddha's hand.
"break."
Hanbao punched with anger, shattering the void. The void within a hundred miles was shattered by his punch. However, the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of Jinchi Ancient Buddha had many dimensions. He shattered one dimension, and there were countless dimensions, but he could not break it.
By using his magical powers, unless he can transform into a flying drought demon that can break the vacuum, he may be able to break the Buddha's kingdom in the palm of the Golden Pond Ancient Buddha.
"Don't try too hard. With your cultivation, you can't escape from the Buddha's kingdom in my hands. If you are willing to take refuge in my Buddhism, how about I grant you a positive result?"
"You are plotting against me. You Buddhists like to deceive people. I will not convert to Buddhism."
Only then did Han Ba realize that he had been deceived. Unfortunately, he fell into the hands of the ancient Buddha of Jinchi. Even if he had great abilities, he could not escape. However, his arrogance would never allow him to submit to Buddhism. Once he entered Buddhism, he would not be able to escape.
He did.
"I'm willing to admit defeat. When you understand each other, you can come out."
A huge sacred mountain descended and directly suppressed Han Ba. He was connected to the thousands of miles of earth. Jinchi Ancient Buddha directly sealed him in the dimensional space, suppressed the earth's dragon veins with his body, calmed the rioting dragon veins, and resolved a disaster.
The nine-thousand-foot golden body of merit disappeared and the saint left. The disaster was resolved and the merit was immeasurable. However, this merit was at the expense of Li Jingang. This is why the ancient Buddha of Jinchi used his body to suppress the drought demon.
With the addition of merit, his golden body of merit was immediately completed, and a ninety-foot-tall golden body of merit appeared behind him.
"This young monk must be a disciple of Buddhism. He is indeed very lucky. At such a young age, he has cultivated the Golden Body of Merit, one of the three golden bodies of Buddhism, to a small level. In the future, he will definitely be able to cultivate to the right state and obtain an ancient Buddha.
Your Majesty." Xiao Wenruo gently stroked his gray beard and looked at Li Jingang.
"This era is the era of great prosperity of Buddhism. It is the general trend of heaven. Buddhism has begun to plan for the journey to the west. This son is the person who is in charge of the plan for the journey to the west. However, many Taoist traditions in Zhongzhou will just let Buddhism enjoy the fortune of this era. In the future, it will be inevitable
It will be a time of great struggle." Tianyang Sword Master held the ancient sword of Zhu Xian and said.
"We are all old, and this era is the era of young people." Liu Cangming said.
Li Jingang opened his eyes, looked at the devastated land, showed compassion, came to the three semi-saints, and bowed respectfully, "The young monk has met the three seniors."
Unexpectedly, the three of them quickly ran away, and he didn't know why.
Liu Cangming said: "We three old guys can't bear your little monk's gift. It will damage our luck."
Li Jingang is a disciple of Buddhism, a disciple of a saint, and the future master of Buddhism. He is also a Buddhist destiny. Except for saints and people with strong luck, I am afraid that no one can withstand his great gift. Under the impact of luck, weak luck will
The other side will be weakened in luck. Although luck is illusory, it is real.
"Three seniors, although Hanbao has been sealed, the land of thousands of miles away is devastated. Is there a way to revive all things?" Li Jingang said.
"You, the little monk, are compassionate. The power of the Drought Demon is too strong. Ordinary rain cannot dispel the remaining power of the Drought Demon. Unless we find a kind of innate true water and use the power of innate true water to dispel the power of the Drought Demon, then all things can be revived. Otherwise,
The land for thousands of miles will become a deserted place, without a blade of grass growing or a drop of water falling." Xiao Wenruo said.
Innate True Water is an innate spiritual thing. It is so precious, but it is extremely difficult to find it.
"You, little monk, are so lucky that you can never find the innate true water. If you are willing, you can go to overseas fairy islands to search for the innate true water. If it can revive the earth thousands of miles away, it will be a great merit. Little monk, your merits are golden.
Even if it can't be accomplished, it's not far off." Xiao Wenruo continued.
"Thank you, senior, for your advice." Li Jinjiang decided to search for the Xiantian True Water, not only for meritorious deeds, but also to save this land.
He has understood the way of Buddha and Demon. The devil's heart can make him ruthless, even if the world is destroyed, he will not be moved by it. The Buddha's heart can make him be compassionate and save all sentient beings. Even if the road ahead is hell, he will never look back.
Buddha and demon are two extremes. He can become a Buddha with just one thought and become a devil with just one thought.
The three of them glanced at the devastated land, shook their heads and sighed. Although they were all semi-saints, they were powerless. Unless the saints took action, how could the saints take action easily? The Ancient Buddha of Jinchi was a Buddhist saint. He suppressed the drought demon, but
The remaining power of the Drought Demon is not dissolved, perhaps to train Li Jingang and give him some merit. Of course, anyone who finds the Xiantian True Water, dissolves the power of the Drought Demon, and revives the land of thousands of miles can gain merit, but merit is not available to many people.
The words are too useless and far inferior to the value of the innate true water. Even if there is innate true water, they will not take it out. This is the selfishness of human nature.
Li Jingang walked on foot to save the innocent people who died, and his name as a holy monk also spread in Jinzhou. The saint appeared, the number of people who believed in Buddhism increased several times, and the incense in major temples also flourished.
In a remote small town inn, a man wearing a bamboo hat and a sword box came to him, it was Leng Zijun.
"This guest, please come inside." The waiter immediately came forward to greet you.
"Waiter, serve a pot of wine and two side dishes." Leng Zijun said.
"Sir, wait a moment, the food and wine will be here soon." The waiter wiped the table and left quickly.
Soon after, the waiter brought the wine and food.
"Sir, please use it slowly."
The waiter held a dagger under the plate and suddenly slashed towards his neck very quickly, but Leng Zijun seemed to have been prepared. The sword box in his hand blocked the blow. The sword box suddenly shattered, revealing a
The simple stone sword is the ancient sword of annihilation.
"go to hell!"
Leng Zijun took hold of the Ancient Sword of Annihilation and swung out his sword. The sword intent of the Annihilation sword killed him directly. Everyone in the inn was so frightened that they fled, and he immediately left the inn.
"You can't escape, hand over the Ancient Sword of Nirvana." A crisp bell rang, and a woman wearing red clothes, bare feet, and a smile like a spring breeze came out of the air. She was the demon.
Taught the saint Xiao Ling'er, who was ordered to come and seize the ancient sword of annihilation.
"If you want to use the Ancient Nirvana Sword, you have to see if you have the destiny." Leng Zijun's voice was cold, and he slashed out with his sword. The sword of Nirvana tore through the void. Xiao Ling'er didn't dare to be careless. Although Leng Zijun cultivated
Because he is not as good as her, but he has the ancient sword of annihilation in his hand, and even a master in the Yuan Dan realm has to avoid its sharp edge.
She sacrificed Hunyuan Demon Tianling to resist the sword of annihilation, but the power of the lonely sword was beyond her imagination, and the spirit of Hunyuan Demon Tianling was injured by the sword of annihilation.
"go to hell!"
Leng Zijun struck out with a sword again, but Xiao Ling'er split into more than a dozen clones and avoided the sword.
"The Mahamudra of the Demon."
A huge demonic hand struck at him, but he still struck out with a sword. Under the Nirvana Sword Intent, nothing could stop him, and all things were extinguished. The demonic hand was directly torn apart by the Nirvana Sword Intent, and the aftermath swept out, hitting Leng Zijun's head.
His bamboo hat was blown away, revealing his ugly face. His face was thin and sallow, and he no longer had the plump and handsome appearance before.
"It turns out you are an ugly monster. No wonder you have to cover your face with a bamboo hat. With your dignified appearance, you are not afraid of scaring people to death." Xiao Ling'er's venomous mouth hit him where it hurts. The Ancient Sword of Annihilation was too powerful.
The sword spirit has been absorbing his essence. Every time he uses the ancient sword of annihilation, he is one step closer to death, his appearance is ruined, and he pays a heavy price.
The Ancient Sword of Annihilation gave him great power, and he could kill even a powerful person in the Divine Treasure Realm with one sword.
Xiao Ling'er's words angered him, and the essence of his body flowed into the Ancient Sword of Annihilation crazily. He slashed out with one sword. This sword of Annihilation was several times more powerful than the previous one. She was so frightened that her face changed and she couldn't avoid it.
To avoid it, she fired out the Immortal Killing Finger. The Immortal Killing Finger was vulnerable to the Nirvana Sword Intent. She quickly cast the Demon Phantom, and the Nirvana Sword Intent annihilated her transformed clones one after another. Even her true body was affected by the Nirvana Sword Intent.
, her left arm was scratched. The Nirvana Sword Intent was too terrifying. Even if it was a slight scratch, her arm was contaminated with the Nirvana Sword Intent. The vitality of the entire arm was destroyed by the Nirvana Sword Intent. If not,
Treat the injury promptly, or it will become useless.
"I remember this sword." She looked cold and left decisively.
Leng Zijun's energy has been reduced by half, he has become thinner, and his aura has become weaker and weaker. If he uses the Ancient Nirvana Sword a few more times, he is afraid that if he does not die in the hands of the person who seizes the sword, he will die in the Ancient Nirvana Sword.