"You do the first grade, and I do the fifteenth grade, and we all work together."
The King of Nine Heavens said happily, not forgetting to remind the Lord of Star Heaven Court, "Try it and see if you get it right."
The Lord of Heaven held three volumes of the Heavenly Master's Book, and with a slight movement of his mind, earth, fire, wind and water surrounded him. In an instant, the heaven and earth first opened, all things multiplied, and traces of the rolling tide of the times were layered upon each other.
"There is such a great way of heaven. The great way is supreme and immortal. How can we be afraid of disaster?"
The Lord of the Nine Heavens looked at the Lord Buddha and said, "I borrowed the true meaning of your boat to cross the tribulation, based on it, and found a path to eternal transcendence." "This is your home dojo, but every time you harvest, you always follow the same old path.
, a waste of a great opportunity.”
"Now that I'm here, the situation is different."
The Lord Buddha angrily said, "There is no eternal path to transcendence in the world. You are seeking your own destruction, a wrong path, a wrong path."
"I have said before that the Buddhist path is an internal cycle, going back and forth, an old routine that has not changed for thousands of years."
"If there is no great calamity, there will be no Buddhism, so you don't want to and will not completely solve the great calamity."
Having said this, the Buddhist monk sneered and said, "To put it lightly, you will have to wait and see if you can survive this catastrophe."
Suddenly, Ruyi Tianjun groaned, "Lord of the Nine Heavens, I..."
The next moment, the Lord of the Nine Heavens turned around and saw Ruyi Tianjun, like a popped balloon, which began to quickly dry up.
"Wind Tribulation."
In the blink of an eye, all the flesh, flesh, bones and internal organs of the Ruyi Tianjun turned into the wind of nothingness and came out of the body through the pores of the skin. In a moment, only a piece of outer skin was left, floating down.
The number two figure in Jiuchongtian was just created by the power of calamity and was destroyed in an instant.
This is not an isolated case, there are others around...
The monks on Lingshan Mountain who were too late to board the boat, as well as the huge Jiuzhongtian camp outside the mountain, began to respond to the disaster one after another.
There was a monk with blank eyes, running barefoot in the mountains. As he walked, scorch marks began to appear under his feet. As the footsteps deepened, the scorch marks became deeper, and the fire began to appear. In the end, the calves of his feet began to burn, and his whole body
Burn into a torch.
The monk didn't know it and continued walking, gradually turning into ashes and dissipating step by step.
On top of the stone platform, thousands of monks sat cross-legged and recited mantras, trying to dissipate the catastrophic force. Firelight fell from the sky like rain, covering the stone platform in the blink of an eye. Each monk burned like a torch, silently, without any screams.
This is the horror of the world-ending catastrophe. Being in the place of death without any fear or anxiety in your heart is like a swallow's ghost nest.
"Death is like returning home in a vacuum."
In the Jiuzhongtian camp, the practitioners looked at each other in horror. Dust began to fall off their faces and under their eyebrows. More and more dirt fell off. In the blink of an eye, the skin became dry and cracked. Inside the cracked openings were large pieces of flesh and blood.
Dried mud and stones.
"I……"
Creaking, when the joints were moved, the stiff arms and legs were broken on the spot due to the force, stone chips were flying, and the soil was blown up by the wind.
Large swaths of people were petrified and turned into clay and stone sculptures, completely destroying all vitality. Even their hair, clothes, and magic weapons and accessories were turned into worthless clay.
"Gududu!"
Someone opened his mouth in fear and spit out a large mouthful of water. The water flowed continuously, draining the flesh, blood and internal organs from his body and dissolving them into clean water.
One by one, large living people turned into springs one after another, submerging the crowd in the endless green ocean.
"Earth, fire, feng shui, great catastrophe of creation."
Lord Buddha looked at the scene in front of him and said with compassion, "This is just the beginning."
As soon as he finished speaking, another monk, Arhat, suddenly laughed wildly and ran around Lingshan. There was nothing strange about him, but he was extremely excited and walked faster and faster, as if he was following the wind.
"If there are distracting thoughts in the heart, and the calamity force comes, the inner demons will arise."
The monk walked faster and faster, his feet were worn away on the rocks, and all the flesh and bones were worn away. He continued to run until his legs were broken and his knees flew.
Bones.
There are also monks who go to the other extreme, sitting quietly with a weird smile on their face, as if they are seeing the Paradise.
"Heart calamity is more terrifying than external calamity."
The monk who meditated quietly died without knowing when, and all life inside and outside was cut off.
It was quiet on Lingshan Mountain. It was impossible to completely count the number of monks and arhats in similar situations. They were everywhere.
"Get on the boat quickly. You'll be fine once you get on the boat."
The power of the tribulation became more and more intense, and it collided back and forth around the tribulation boat, creating ripples that were visible to the naked eye.
In this case, many people saw that the first person on the boat was unscathed, so it was obvious that the boat was genuine.
"I want to be weird about Buddhism."
More and more practitioners are kneeling down and worshiping, competing for the light beam to ascend to the boat to overcome the tribulation, but there are still so many monks and arhats in Lingshan.
The race against time begins, and countless disasters emerge one by one. Regardless of the enemy or our camp, disasters will be suffered without distinction.
There are cultivators of the Nine Heavens, walking up to the stage where all the skin and flesh on the body are melted away. Only the five internal organs are intact, but they take root and sprout from the internal organs. Countless vines pass through the gaps in the skeleton and wrap it into a huge takraw ball.
The Sepak Takraw ball finally stopped at the beam of light and the foreign aid failed at the last moment when he was about to escape to heaven.
An Arhat ran wildly and plunged into the pillar of light. It was dangerous and dangerous. Several of his companions had already suffered from the catastrophe. They were either turned into stone statues or burned in the fire. They were all buried in the catastrophe.
"Hahaha, I have the blessing of Buddha and I survived."
He stroked the pillar of light, which was the passage leading to the boat to overcome the tribulation. After entering, you would be protected and the power of tribulation would not be inflicted on you.
In the real world, this Arhat's face was ecstatic, but his energy and energy were quickly withdrawn, his face withered and shriveled, and he finally died silently.
The mind is devastated by illusions, and murder is invisible.
"ah!"
Under the Bridge of Heaven and Earth, a suppressed Ghost God's face twitched, and his companion next to him asked, "What happened?"
Just when the ghost god opened his mouth, he spit out a large black swarm of insects, like mosquitoes and flies.
"At this time, don't do this nonsense."
There are also Zhengxian who blames him and spits out poisonous insects, but it does not help him get out of trouble.
The situation was unexpected, and the situation in Guishentian became worse and worse. There were more and more mosquitoes in the mouth, black smoke billowed, and formed a floating and rolling black wave under the bridge, filled with small black insects with flying wings.
"call!"
After the ghost breathed out his last breath, all his eyebrows and hair disappeared, leaving only large black worms.
"Destroy, destroy."
The surrounding companions Jin were frightened, and the catastrophe suddenly struck, and even the former gods could not avoid it.
They shook the long bridge desperately and begged the Lord of Heaven to let them go. After all, there was still a way to survive.
Previously, the Bodhisattva of the Tenth Level conferred them the title of Bodhisattva. Although it was child's play, with this relationship, there would definitely be no problem boarding the boat to transcend tribulation.
The key is that the Lord of Heaven remains unmoved and does not seem to be afraid of the coming catastrophe.
"Under the great catastrophe, all living beings are equal. Lord of Heaven, please run away and leave us alone."