Chapter 31 The second demon saint can't use touch porcelain, and use the heart of comparison
"Meat! Meat!"
"Fuck, I want meat!"
Being able to force the son of a phoenix, the ancient demon emperor, to speak out as a strong man shows how the situation is going.
So far in the war, the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle has not taken any advantage.
There is no way, Guangmu Tianwang's body is bright and clear, with a quality like glass, bright and quiet inside and outside, faintly combining the Buddha's light of Daleiyin Temple and the sky's light of heaven, so that it can't be splashed with water, and it is as solid as gold.
No matter how hard the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle attacked, it was unable to break through the defense. Instead, it was whipped several times and lost all its dignity.
"Get out! I want to get out of this damn place!"
Ever since, the golden-winged roc came up with the idea of going out.
Compared to Zen Master Wuchao, this great sage of the monster clan is in a worse situation and is always trying to be evil.
But the Demon Saint is a Demon Saint after all, and they have the same desire for freedom.
In fact, the conditions have already been created.
Although Guangmu Tianwang blocked the attack, he was unable to eliminate the power of the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle.
The divine power of the confrontation between the two surged everywhere, ravaging the space until it was distorted. It suffered a cruel baptism. Countless gold and silver evaporated, and a gap was opened in a corner of the Great Leiyin Temple.
What the golden-winged roc is afraid of is the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas behind Lingshan Mountain.
"The Tathagata hasn't moved yet?"
"Yes, things have changed recently. He must be too busy to care about me..."
"Good opportunity!"
After thinking about this clearly, the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle felt extremely happy.
Da Leiyin Temple did not activate the formation. For him, who could fly for ninety thousand miles in one flapping of his wings, he was simply undefended.
He had been afraid of his nephew taking action just now, but after fighting for a long time, there was no response inside, not even the next-level Bodhisattva. The Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle was completely relieved, and his heart yearning for freedom almost jumped out of his throat, and he swallowed.
Finally, he turned around and rushed outside.
"Don't even think about leaving!"
Guangmu Tianwang shouted loudly, his tone was very similar to that of a policeman shouting not to run when chasing a prisoner. He flicked his long whip, and the red dragon reappeared, shaking its head and tail, and stabbed the Dapeng Golden Winged Eagle.
"Dragon? My favorite thing to eat is dragon! It's a pity that it's not a real dragon!"
The golden-winged roc eagle let out a sharp roar, stretched out its claws, grabbed the red dragon, and tore it into seven or eight knots in the air. It was so powerful that its speed was not affected at all.
However, Guangmu Tianwang lost his weapon and was moving at the speed of a classic car. He could only watch the Dapeng Golden Winged Eagle flying outward.
The real strength lies there, with sufficient defense and insufficient attack. The ability to resist until now has shown a passion for all sentient beings in the human world. It is worthy of admiration and praise.
"What a pity, the golden wings are born in this world, which is the continuation of the demonic calamity. This kind of difficulty should exist in the world!"
Guangmu Tianwang posed, his eyes showing one part anger, three parts compassion and five parts helplessness, and he let out a long sigh.
The surrounding monks and Arhats also stepped forward to offer comfort.
It's a crime other than war, you've already done your best.
This is the number of days!
However, at this moment, accompanied by the sound of excited footsteps, a cassock suddenly rose up, turning the heaven and earth into the shape of my Buddha, and a powerful and domineering mantra came from inside:
"??The mighty heavenly dragon!??The World Honored Tathagata!??Prajna Buddhas!?Prajna Parma coax!??The flying dragon is in the sky!??Go!"
After hearing this improved mantra, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva breathed a sigh of relief.
The person behind the World Honored One is finally not me anymore. Fortunately, I didn’t blindly recite mantras in front of the leader.
Under the shocked gaze of King Guangmu, countless majestic and domineering dragons flew out.
??????????
Even though it was not a real dragon but was transformed into a dragon shadow, it still intercepted the golden-winged roc.
Visible in the distance, a young monk appears in a golden body and greets the golden-winged roc.
Bang!
Blood spilled into the sky!
In the past, Guangmu Tianwang mainly focused on shedding power and entangled, and he had to cut off the sharpness of the golden-winged roc eagle in order to support him. Now, as soon as Jin Chanzi appears, he is blocked on the only way to escape, and he has a body without any fancy.
No matter how hard they fight, no matter how strong the formation is, they can't protect him.
Suddenly, several criss-crossing scars appeared on Jin's body, and blood flowed across his body, but he was determined and fearless, fighting to the death.
I will never let you go out and harm all sentient beings!
"Get away! Get away!"
The golden-winged roc eagle became angry, its claws showed thousands of lights and shadows, and its breath sprayed out the evil spirit that invaded the sky.
For the sake of freedom, whoever dares to stop it will die.
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. The golden and brilliant Buddha's light is spread out. The golden cicada is bathed in the solemnity and holiness, and it also has an unshakable firmness.
He himself is far from being able to compare with the ancient demon saint, the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle, but with the help of the general trend of Buddhism, he can understand the majestic, vast and transcendent power better than any other being present.
When the cassock covers the sky and the heavenly dragons surround it, a supreme power that suppresses the eight poles slowly emerges. With one wing of the golden-winged roc eagle, it is ninety thousand miles away, but at this time it is infinitely faster than lightning.
However, his figure became slower under the suppression of the Buddha's light.
A moment becomes eternity, a square inch becomes Buddha land!
The light of Buddha shines everywhere, the mighty heavenly dragon!
"Good monk, are you a disciple of Tathagata?"
The Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle also couldn’t help but admire it with admiration.
The demon clan respects the truly strong.
At this time, before his eyes, the vast Buddha's light and countless heavenly dragons shook the world.
One after another, the celestial dragons continue to light up the surroundings, and the light shines in all directions. In the entire space, it seems that a huge Buddha is rising.
This is how to subdue demons!
This is the great power of the World Honored One!
"Hahaha!"
The golden-winged roc eagle's desire to fight was aroused, and he laughed wildly and attacked.
All of a sudden, the vast golden Buddha light intertwined with claw shadows that tore through the void in the Great Thunder Sound Temple, causing the void to collapse.
The two fought fiercely throughout the world.
In just a few moments, Jin Chanzi's cassock was still torn, his golden body was even scratched with blood, and his momentum began to decline uncontrollably.
But the long shadow of the dragon in the sky seemed to have the real power of the ancient dragon, instead of being reduced to food for the golden-winged roc eagle. It attracted the attention of many onlookers, and the so-called eight heavenly dragons were even more ready to move...
"Thank you, Master Jin Chan, for taking the initiative!"
Although the time was short, there was enough support, and King Guangmu was forced to do nothing... He was overjoyed, and finally led his heavenly soldiers to step forward, intercepted the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle with great difficulty, and began to surround and kill him.
This time, the power of the general trend was distributed just right.
The Guangmu Heavenly King has the orthodox power of the Heavenly Court, and the Golden Chanzi has the home power of the Buddhist Lingshan Mountain, and they join forces to fight against the Golden-winged Dapeng.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
And this was also a turning point. The Daleiyin Temple, which had been silent before, finally burst out with the power that the Buddhist headquarters should have, and the eighteen Arhats appeared one by one.
"town!"
Finally, blocked by people from all directions, the golden-winged roc eagle let out a mournful cry, and was covered with a layer of cassock by golden cicadas. It wrapped him up, turned into golden light, pressed it down, and sent him towards the back garden.
The sharp roar echoed in the air and lingered for a long time.
"Namo Amitabha!"
Seeing the storm come to an end, the monks praised him.
King Guangmu stepped forward, first expressed his concern for Jin Chanzi's injury, and then glanced in all directions: "The Golden Winged Dapeng will not attack without reason. Does Master Jin Chan know the reason?"
This is a question of guilt.
As for who the culprit was, everyone present actually had some idea in their minds, and looked at Jin Chanzi with vague eyes.
It has to be said that the Buddhists who practice in Lingshan still have very pure hearts, but their devotion to the Buddha makes them even more intolerant of differences of thought.
They admired Jin Chanzi's act of coming forward, but if this person was biased towards monsters because of his birth, that was absolutely unacceptable.
Jin Chanzi was silent for a few breaths, then stretched out his hand, and a (x﹏x) yellow-skinned mouse appeared in the palm of his hand.
Monks: "..."
Damn it, why did you forget this!
Guangmu Tianwang: "This is?"
He could see that something was not right in the atmosphere, and he was keenly aware that this might be someone taking the blame, or someone who could not find fault, and his heart sank.
As expected, Jin Chanzi then characterized the situation.
The first culprit of this turmoil is Uncle Buddha, and the second culprit is the yellow-haired rat who went to inform Uncle Buddha!
As for the other two little mice who are dedicated to worshiping the Buddha, they have already been bathed in the light of my Buddha. They know their mistakes and can correct them. There is no greater good!
"I see!"
King Guangmu stared at him deeply, without any further rebuttal, and after saluting, he led his troops and left.
Other monks and nuns also dispersed and quickly repaired the broken buildings.
Not long after, a peaceful, peaceful, pure and beautiful place, the majestic Great Thunder Sound Temple in Lingshan appeared in front of the world again.
Everything seems to be a dream.
"Is this over?"
Diyong, who was located underground, sighed in a daze.
Although she has divine eyes that can see all things, she cannot see into the hearts of all living beings.
"Wouldn't it be solved if the temporary workers take the blame?"
Huang Shang smiled.
As a mouse, Huang Feng has been living at the foot of Lingshan Mountain. The Buddhist monks naturally know him well, and he is considered a peripheral member, just like a temporary worker.
This time the temporary workers were taken down and shouldered the responsibility, which was in line with the basic principle of minimizing big issues and minimizing minor issues. It simply shouldn't be too realistic.
"King Guangmu will not lead the heavenly soldiers and generals to sweep Jilei Mountain now!"
Diyong knew that the purpose of this trip was actually to attack the east and west, mainly to protect the base of the demon clan in Jilei Mountain. He watched the back of King Guangmu leading the crowd to the sky and said happily.
The goal is achieved, the enemy is defeated without fighting, a great success!
"There's no way to escape!"
Huang Shang shook his head.
His biggest gain from this trip was his understanding of the use of "momentum".
In this great world of immortals and heroes, formations have been replaced by force. The orthodox dynasty in the mortal world has benefited the most. The weather in Nanzhan Province is good, and gods, gods and demons do not dare to invade. The heaven realm, as the orthodoxy of the three realms, has benefited even more, almost
Unshakable.
So King Guangmu just thinks, this time there is no excuse to go down to earth to cleanse the evildoers, there will be more next time.
If you want to inflict a crime, there is no excuse. What's more, although Jilei Mountain is low-key, it is impossible for it to be innocent of the surrounding Wang Guoqiu. If you want to find excuses, there are many opportunities.
"The target of my magical power change will be added to the fifth level!"
Huang Shang felt that the courage on his shoulders was getting heavier again.
There is no way, as the face of the big world is constantly revealed, his requirements have to be raised again and again.
Previously, there were four levels of change to pursue. The fourth level of changing the amount of energy is already extremely difficult. If it is the master of the big forces, it is almost impossible to achieve it. Now it seems that there is still the fifth level, which is the most difficult.
"change.
When he didn't enter this world, he was on the second level. Now he has to reach the fifth level to maintain the character of the six-eared macaque and give the outside world a big surprise...
So difficult!
Fortunately, the clarity of the goal also gave Huang Shang more ideas.
Originally, he protected one party in order to leave some fire for the demon clan for later use. Now it seems that the momentum of this group can become a direct support for the strength, and Ji Lei Mountain and Flame Ridge must be preserved.
So he had no intention of leaving at all and turned around directly: "Let's go back!"
"What?"
"Look for the golden-winged roc!"
…
When Huang Shanghe came to the back garden of Daleiyin Temple, he once again felt the terror of the demon saint realm.
In fact, this cannot be called a field. A more accurate name is a life force field.
Domain is a proactive ability to absorb certain forces between heaven and earth in a targeted manner and highlight certain specialties;
The demon saints simply have too much life energy. Wherever they are, the particles of heaven and earth's vitality will be crushed and crushed again, naturally forming a top-down pressure, which is a passive force field.
This was after I vented my anger and lost a lot of my anger.
Although I didn't eat any meat, I finally exercised my muscles and wasn't so bored anymore.
The Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle has finally seen through. These guys just wanted to take advantage of him, but he was clever enough not to be taken advantage of.
That must be the case.
Just when I was feeling pleased with my wit, I suddenly felt two small breaths.
The golden-winged roc eagle exclaimed, "How dare you, little monkey, come here?"
Diyong lay on the ground with two paws, while Huang Shang wrapped his tail around her waist and dragged her over: "Why don't you dare?"
The beak of the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle was raised: "Aren't you afraid, Grandpa, that I will swallow you up?"
When he said this, his tone was joking.
He now needs two playmates to chat with, and he doesn't care about the two little demons who don't have a few ounces of meat.
Compared with the divine generals and Buddhist monks of that day, the taste is really bad, even if you make a dragon!
The little white dragon who was far away in Flame Ridge shivered, and suddenly felt chilled all over in the hot weather.
The Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle thought that his attitude was very amiable, but Huang Shang refused to give him face: "I'm afraid you can't control what you eat or what you don't eat, right?"
"Little monkey, what did you say!"
The golden-winged roc eagle was furious, especially the look in the other person's eyes, which was like a needle, piercing the comfort and piercing the heart.
The next moment, he spread his wings, stretched out his sharp claws, and grabbed Huang Shang's head directly.
Even if he saw that the six-eared macaque was powerful, he would kill him without wavering.
Don't cherish the feathers, just care about the enlightenment of ideas!
It's a pity that this time, I can't even get my thoughts through.
Although there is no formation in Da Leiyin Temple, even a few small mice can run around, but the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle just made trouble, how can you be so "careless"?
No matter what, the Golden Winged Dapeng won't be able to score twice.
Therefore, as soon as Uncle Buddha's ferocious nature appeared, a shadow of a cassock immediately appeared, covering his body and suppressing it.
"ah!!!"
The golden-winged roc eagle was furious and struggled desperately, but in the end, it was unable to break through the cassock blockade and compete with it.
The two sides wrestled for a while, and with the power of this demon saint, they couldn't help but panting a little.
So, when Huang Shang looked over again, the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle took the initiative to snort and turned his head away.
Even the right to eat meat has been taken away, so what else is there to say?
(￣‘i ￣;)
"well!"
Huang Shang saw it and sighed deeply.
This breath is worth a thousand words.
It hurts my heart again, old demon!
The golden-winged roc eagle suddenly turned its head, its eyes were filled with thousands of sharp rays, and the air was full of ferocious demonic aura. It said word by word: "One day, I will break out of Daleiyin Temple, and I will not be tolerated by these monks.
Made, little monkey, do you believe it?"
Huang Shang knew that if he answered that he didn't believe it, he would really talk to death, so he nodded and said: "I believe it!"
As an uncle, if he joins the 1981 crisis, he will still have a good fortune, how can he not believe it?
Even though he was believed, the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle still huffed and puffed. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. The more angry he became, the stronger he became. With a sharp hiss, he flew up in the back garden again.
Huang Shang and Di Yong were sitting on the edge, watching the big eagle flying around in the air.
Diyong was still scared at first, but gradually, his sitting posture became more natural, and he sighed: "The Demon Saint will be like this too, will our clan still have a chance to succeed?"
The goal of every monster clan is to improve their cultivation for five hundred years, one thousand years, and finally become a ten thousand year old monster, be called a saint and their ancestor, and dominate the world.
But now the Demon Saint's daily life is just barking and flying. The little mouse is confused in his heart.
Huang Shang comforted him and said: "You can't just look at one person. The Golden Crow Feather protects one side and is the backbone of our clan. We will be such a great sage in the future. How can we be discouraged?"
Diyong nodded, clenched his paws, and encouraged himself.
"Jinwu? Did he ask you to come?"
As soon as these words were spoken, a strong wind blew, and the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle came over again, looking at them with a fixed look.
Di Yong was still a little scared and shrank behind him, but Huang Shang looked at him calmly, and the power of the true sun fire on his body disappeared in a flash.
"It's the aura of the Golden Crow... At that time, I scolded him for seeking refuge in Buddhism and being spineless. I didn't expect... I didn't expect..."
Feeling the aura of the "Golden Crow Burning Heaven Technique" on Huang Shang's body, the Golden Winged Dapeng Diao showed a look of shame and annoyance.
In ancient times, the Golden Crow was stronger than him, but its status was slightly inferior.
After all, the Phoenix is the leader of birds, and the Golden Crow is also under its jurisdiction. Even if it is just in name, as the son of the Phoenix, the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle has reasons to be proud.
Later, when the demons fell and the Golden Crow entered Buddhism, the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle was also very disdainful.
Although he was suppressed by Tathagata, he did not surrender and would not surrender. He was full of arrogance and had the ability to despise those who surrendered.
But now...
Facts have proved that he can't do anything, but Jinwu can cultivate the younger generations of the demon clan and constantly strive for opportunities and hope.
In the mind of the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle, an image of light that endured humiliation, perseverance, and evil spirit was slowly born.
This made him both ashamed and angry, and he was still unwilling to give in!
With mixed feelings in my heart, for the first time the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle no longer followed its wild nature and made up its mind: "I can do what the Golden Crow can do, and I will definitely do better than him!!!"