Zi Chen struck down with a heavy blow, followed by a thundering sound, and a ripple of energy visible to the naked eye shook and dispersed.
The strongest defense in the world blocked this attack, and it truly lived up to its reputation.
The force of Zi Chen's attack was dissipating, and the monk's protective light shield was trembling, but there was no sign of breaking.
The good and evil monk completely blocked this blow, but Zi Chen's attack was not over yet.
He ducked in front of the good and evil monks and launched a close attack. Various attacks including elbows, fingers, fists and palms appeared, showing his powerful force.
This is hand-to-hand combat, Zi Chen learned it from Perfect Body, and can evolve Perfect Power to the extreme.
The light shield on the good and evil monk began to tremble and shake. After holding on for three breaths, it exploded with a bang. The monk took a few steps back to avoid Zi Chen's next attack.
The mask of light was broken, and neither of them spoke. The golden light flashed in the monk's hand, and a swastika appeared, shining with boundless golden light, and rushed towards Zi Chen.
The swastika was filled with extremely pure Buddha power, exuding strong coercion and colliding with Zi Chen's fist.
Amidst the tremors, Zi Chen opened the swastika mantra, but his whole body took a few steps back.
The two began to show off their fierce attacks, among which the monk's attacks were endless, and most of them had never been used before.
As a result, Zi Chen even more doubted whether the person in front of him was a monk.
The old monk and the Buddha statue were both watching the battle quietly, without speaking or communicating through sound.
The void trembled, and a golden palm print pressed down, with overwhelming pressure. The palm of the golden palm print also had a swastika Buddha name. The attack methods used by the monk now were all the most top-notch techniques and magical powers in Buddhism.
Zi Chen shouted loudly, rose into the air, and struck with his fist.
Compared with the technical and magical powers, he is now inferior to the monk, but he can break the force with force and mobilize the power of essence and spirit. One blow is not inferior to the technical and magical powers, and is even more powerful.
The two fought fiercely one after another, and with the addition of many magical skills, the monk's combat power was no less than that of Zi Chen, and he showed no signs of defeat in a short period of time.
The monk's expression gradually changed and became depressed. When he attacked again, he increased his strength.
"Okay, stop fighting, you are no match for me." After the blow, Zi Chen suddenly retreated and then spoke.
"I'm no match for you." The monk glared.
Zi Chen smiled coldly, the monk was really a thief, he showed that expression on purpose just now, presumably because he wanted to fight with him, especially after his enlightenment, he had full confidence in his own fighting power.
"Come again." The monk shouted, very unconvinced, and rushed towards Zi Chen.
"You are looking for abuse, but you can't blame me." Zi Chen shouted coldly, and the power surging around him turned into gold and silver.
The two powers began to operate, and an extremely violent aura surged from Zi Chen's body.
"yin and yang."
In the midst of the loud shouting, Zi Chen began to form seals with his left and right hands. When the seals fell, a golden sun and a silver half-moon appeared. They showed extremely terrifying and powerful auras and rushed towards the monk.
"Peng."
The monk's strongest defense was broken with one blow, and he flew upside down in the air. Zi Chen turned into two colors of light and stepped forward, starting a close hand-to-hand fight.
The light of gold and silver kept flashing, Zi Chen's attack not only contained perfect power, but also perfect energy, and it was also yin and yang energy.
"Peng." "Peng." "Peng."
The monk's defense was broken through time and time again, and he was sent flying backwards time and time again. It could be described as extremely embarrassing.
After hitting the monk with another fist, Zi Chen asked coldly: "Are you going to fight again?"
The monk grinned, very unconvinced, but he also knew that there was a certain gap between the two. Although the Buddha statue and the old monk did not speak, the expressions on their faces were somewhat uncomfortable.
Suddenly, a light flashed in the old monk's eyes, and then he looked up at the Buddha statue. He saw the Buddha's eyes blinking at this moment.
"Junior brother, welcome back, but your understanding of techniques is still lacking, and your mastery is not complete. Now I will teach you the magical power of Buddhism." said the old monk.
"Amitabha."
A golden light appeared from the eyes of the Buddha statue, and then Zichen's world became golden.
Time seemed to go backwards at this moment, returning to the scene when Zi Chen accidentally broke into the monk and obtained the Buddhist inheritance.
In this golden world, there are many golden light points, and each light point represents a kind of magical power.
At this moment, all the techniques and inheritance in the Buddhist sect were displayed in front of the good and evil monks, and of course, they were also displayed in front of Zi Chen.
The inheritance of Buddhism is like a peerless treasure. If you can get many light points casually, you will be qualified to become a powerful person.
"So many techniques have been passed down." Looking at the thousands of golden light spots, Zi Chen felt extremely hot in his heart.
But the old monk has such good intentions. The answer is obviously impossible. The other party is willing to put the inheritance of techniques in front of him without reservation, which proves that he has not given up on the idea of transforming himself from a demon into a Buddha.
Therefore, this is a conspiracy, and it is on the surface. As long as Zi Chen is moved, he will definitely be transformed into a Buddha.
But with so many techniques passed down, will Zi Chen not be tempted? This is like a poor man suddenly seeing a golden mountain. Even if he knows that there is some kind of danger, he will probably give it a try.
At this moment, Zi Chen also had this kind of luck in his heart.
As he walked among thousands of light spots, various techniques and magical powers appeared in front of his eyes. As his spiritual thoughts penetrated, detailed introductions would appear.
Among them are the swastikas used by the monks before, the strongest defense, and other magical skills, including weapon refining, medicine refining, and many other aspects. It can be said that it is all the inheritance that can be left behind by the Buddhist sect to this day.
If someone from the Jin family appeared at this moment, they would be shocked to find that among these magical powers, there were actually those they had robbed before.
Although Zi Chen hoped for thousands of techniques, he knew not to be greedy. He walked straight to the power of the mantra. There were six words in total, divided into six light spots, arranged side by side in front of him.
The six-character mantra is a representative of the many magical powers of Buddhism and is extremely powerful.
"Master, he has arrived in front of the mantra." Outside the golden world, the old monk suddenly spoke.
The Buddha statue did not speak or nod, but he could naturally see what was happening in the golden world.
"He has three pages of the Heavenly Book on his body, and he is also a member of the ancient tribe. If we convert him, will it cause dissatisfaction from the ancient tribe?" the old monk asked again.
The Buddha statue finally spoke, and a voice that seemed to come from eternity sounded: "We have not saved him, so why are we dissatisfied?"
The old monk looked serious and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate. We have indeed not saved the little donor. Everything is fate. The little donor is destined to be like me, the Buddha."
The Buddha statue did not speak, and the old monk did not speak either.
In the golden world, Zi Chen has begun to understand the first word of the mantra. This is the technique that Zi Chen decided to learn after careful consideration, because among the six words of the mantra, the first word of the mantra is the one he is most familiar with.
Now he is only one layer away from fully understanding the mantra. Once it is pierced, the secret of the mantra will be revealed in front of Zi Chen without any reservation.
Behind Zi Chen, the tall demonic figure appeared again. At this moment, the demonic figure exuded a murderous intent.
This is also the result of Zi Chen's careful consideration. Even if it takes a little more time, he will never be saved. Therefore, the overwhelming murderous intention can keep him in the demon state and prevent him from being saved and become a Buddha.
"It's a bit clever, but it's useless." The old monk thought to himself.
When Zi Chen began to comprehend the mantra, the murderous intent behind him began to weaken, and then the golden Buddha power appeared again.
"Kill, kill, kill." Zi Chen's spiritual thoughts came out with a stronger murderous intention, and at the same time, the perfect skills in his body were running, dispelling every Buddhist power that tried to enter here.
During this period, in order to make his murderous intention more intense, Zi Chen thought about everything that could be killed and who should be killed.
The first thing he thought of was the alien race. Demons and humans were sworn enemies and would never stop fighting.
When he thought of the demons, Zi Chen's whole body was filled with murderous intent, which was extremely strong. However, this murderous intent only lasted for a moment before it weakened again.
"Kill, kill, kill."
Zi Chen once again thought about his enemies, and after much deliberation, he found that there were only five elements forces, and he found that when he thought of the five elements forces, the murderous intent that arose around him was even stronger than that of the demons.
The demonic shadow stood motionless behind Zi Chen, its strong murderous intent almost materialized. This could indeed ensure that Zi Chen would not be converted, but it was of little use in understanding the power of the mantra.
The old monk knew very well that it was impossible for Zichen to comprehend the power of the mantra unless he transformed into a Buddha.
"Transform into a Buddha." He smiled secretly in his heart and waited quietly for Zi Chen to transform into a Buddha.
Zi Chen sat cross-legged, motionless, and one mantra appeared frequently in the sea of consciousness, producing strange and powerful power.
He seemed to be in a trance, his murderous intent guarding the last trace of clarity for him, and his whole body entered the ocean of the power of mantra.
Zi Chen immersed himself in it and gradually discovered that the power of the mantra had changed, from a mantra full of Buddha power to one filled with murderous intent.
At the moment when the murderous intention appeared, an electric light seemed to flash through Zi Chen's sea of consciousness. This electric light cut through the sea of consciousness, dispersed the fog, and naturally penetrated the thin diaphragm.
Zi Chen woke up and understood.
What is struck with Buddha's power is the power of mantra. What is struck with Yuan Power and murderous intention is also the power of mantra, but the nature is different, but the power is the same.
It's like there are three thousand roads and the end is a great road.
After understanding this, Zi Chen understood the power of the mantra, and the subsequent enlightenment became much easier. He was like a hungry passerby, enjoying the wine and dew to his heart's content.
After Zi Chen's death, the murderous intention dissipated, and the demonic shadow was still the demonic shadow. Buddha's power could no longer corrode or assimilate it. At this moment, it was as if the demonic shadow had turned into a physical entity, without any flaws and indestructible.
"Huh." The old monk naturally discovered something strange and said softly.
In Zi Chen's reality, Zi Chen suddenly spoke.
"Om."
When the first word of the six-character mantra appeared, an inexplicable power appeared and shook. There was no Buddha power in this power, but rather murderous intent and destructive power.
Seeing this scene, the old monk's expression suddenly changed.