The Buddha was already very tall, and the Lingshan Mountain was only as tall as one of his toes.
The boat that transcends tribulation and the bridge between heaven and earth can all be held by him with one palm.
The Dharma, Heaven, and Earth used to be like a stunted child in front of the Buddha.
However, the figure that looked like a ghost from heaven, and just a head, were larger than the size of the Buddha.
"Heavenly ghost, heavenly ghost."
At this moment, the legend finally came true.
The people on the boat and on the bridge looked at their backs and fell into a crazy situation. It was rare for them to remain calm.
The Catastrophe of the World of Fire has only now officially entered the theme. It turns out that it was just a drizzle before.
"Well!"
The Buddha groaned. Just seeing the head of the ghost, he fell into confusion.
Previously, Wang Fu burned the Nirvana Ghost and summoned the back of the Heavenly Ghost's head, but the most powerful one was intimidating.
It wasn’t until I personally experienced it today that I realized how terrifying the heavenly ghosts are and how worthy they are of the title of catastrophe that could destroy the world.
It turns out that the destruction of the world by the heavenly ghosts is not the purpose, but just a side effect. The root cause is that all living creatures in the world cannot bear the impact of the coming of the heavenly ghosts, and are so fragile that they perish one after another.
"ah!"
In the madness of each monk, their faces were distorted, their flesh and blood split, their bones cracked, and they exploded on the spot, splattering blood and mud on the ground.
For the first time, casualties began to appear on the boat that crossed the tribulation.
Looking at the Bridge of Heaven and Earth again, dumplings are falling one after another, but they cannot bear to fall under the bridge.
There is an infinite sea of calamity under the bridge. If you fall into it, the end will not be too good.
"Buddha, why can't the boat to overcome disasters withstand disasters?"
Before dying, a monk shed blood and tears and questioned the Buddha.
Before he could get an answer, his bald head "bloomed" and split into seven or eight petals, the red and white things were extremely gorgeous.
"Sincerity will save you." Buddha said calmly.
On the bridge between heaven and earth, the Lord of Heaven was so panicked that even inside the Buddhist sect, there were many casualties, let alone Heaven.
"Three volumes of heavenly books, yes, heavenly books."
In desperation, he turned to the heavenly books and scriptures around him, but there was no response.
The three volumes of the Heavenly Book were given by Wang Fu. Now that Wang Fu is dead, can we still count on them?
The ghost of heaven slowly stretched out his body from the end of the world. There was no sound or smell, only a black shadow.
The black shadow alone caused countless creatures to twist crazily, and even the most powerful magic powers could not protect themselves, leading to destruction.
In fact, it is impossible to describe the size of the Heavenly Ghost. The so-called huge is just a relative concept.
Buddha had a premonition that even if he could use his magical power to enlarge his body billions of times, the ghosts would still be bigger than him, maintaining a despairingly huge gap.
The Buddha gradually couldn't hold it any longer, so he began to chant sutras. The Buddha's light blazed, repelling the shadows brought by heavenly ghosts.
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On the boat to cross the tribulation, Bodhisattva of the Tenth Level took the lead, and the surviving monks forced themselves to chant sutras along with them.
They all know that this is the only way to save themselves.
A bizarre scene appeared in front of the fat monk's eyes, and he saw his father pointing a bloody knife at him, "You killed your ancestor, you are worse than a beast, I will stab you little beast to death."
In a blink of an eye, he saw Wang Fu holding a red envelope and handing it to him, "My dear grandson, this is the new year's money."
He slapped his forehead desperately, "It's all an illusion, an illusion."
The monk next to him was chanting sutras. His lips resonated and he started chanting. The illusion was frightened and he seemed to push away.
On the Bridge of Heaven and Earth, the ghosts, gods and camels opened their mouths wide and their expressions were distorted, as if they were laughing at something.
"It turns out that my ghost department is really derived from the heavenly ghosts. Such an illusion of crazy destruction is not a good show for ghosts. But if you don't see it with your own eyes, how would you know? It is not as powerful as one billionth of the heavenly ghosts coming in person."
"The ten directions are extinct, and the heavenly ghosts are appearing. The fate of our ghost tribe has already arrived in advance."
At this moment, he just gave up, knowing that the Ghost Club had no hope of rebirth.
However, after a second thought, my eyes fell on the boat to overcome the tribulation.
The whirlpools that overlap each other, swallow each other up, and continue to split are the six paths of reincarnation.
"I understand, today is no longer yesterday. Although the ghosts are destroyed, the ghosts cannot be exterminated."
"You Buddhists are trying to bring all the spirits of heaven and earth into reincarnation, so don't blame me for planning it for yourself."
After saying that, the ghost camel jumped down and left the shelter of the Bridge of Heaven and Earth.
He walked in the sea of tribulation, his body gradually falling into pieces, and he walked towards the boat to overcome the tribulation.
Such a self-destructive move only attracted a few glances in today's chaotic world.
"That's it."
The ghost camel looked at the last body that was about to dissipate, and stared at the boat to overcome the tribulation.
At the last moment before dissipating, he poured all his energy and energy into two gazes and shot them into the entrance to the six paths of reincarnation.
The vortex on the hull rotated, easily sucking in the two gazes.
"Could it be that, as Wang Fu said, the boat that can overcome the tribulation cannot overcome the tribulation at all, then what can we do?"
On the bridge between heaven and earth, an old man from the Nine Heavens was panicking and asking questions to the Lord of Heaven.
Three volumes of heavenly books can only be used to withstand the calamity by stealing the authority of the boat that crosses the tribulation. But now that the boat that crosses the tribulation has no time to take care of itself, what can it do?
In the end, the mind of the Lord of Heaven cannot be relied upon, and even Buddhism cannot be relied upon.
As soon as the idea came up, three volumes of heavenly books suddenly shone brightly, and a witticism came out, "Miss me?"
The Lord of Heaven was shocked and suddenly overjoyed, "Immortal Lord?"
He was already in despair, but suddenly saw hope, and his heart was filled with ecstasy.
"I knew that Wang Fu couldn't have no back-up plan. There are three volumes of wordless heavenly books, and there are more mysteries."
However, after the three words, no other words appeared, but a ball of fire rose up.
Firelight is like a medium, attracting countless light points around to gather together, and instantly converge into a sea of light.
The Buddha looked at everything and fell into surprise and doubt. He could not see clearly.
Wang Fu is already dead and can still become a demon. If he had known it, he would have torn these three volumes of heavenly books into pieces.
Billions of fires turned into a torrent, converging in the direction of the heavenly ghosts, and a magnificent scene took place.
The moment the sky ghost came into contact with the firelight, it turned into a...candle.
It is a candle that runs through the heaven and earth, without any square or round shape. All colors, smells, and shapes are not enough to describe the essence of its existence. The moment the candle is lit, countless living beings who have died in the three realms are all resurrected.
The lists on the Tongtian List and the souls of the dead in the six reincarnations began to turn from virtual to real, and appeared one after another at the place where they died.
"Survive death and eliminate great catastrophes."
The eyelids of the Lord of Heaven kept twitching. How high has Wang Fu been promoted to?
It seems that even Buddha is no match for him. Did Wang Fu really die before?
Many frightened eyes were focused on the three volumes of the Heavenly Book. At this moment, the legitimacy of the Lord of Heaven had undergone earth-shaking changes. Buddhism seemed to be unable to suppress Heaven.
Buddha slapped his forehead and said, "I was fooled."
Wang Fu used his hand to escape into the realm of Nirvana and transcend this world.
The catastrophe that will destroy the world and the bloodshed are all part of his plan to use his power to transcend.