……

The slender young man was naturally Wang Yan who was trapped in the Maha Asking Heart Lotus Platform.

At this time, he stepped on the golden auspicious clouds, and under the backdrop of various fairy music and Sanskrit smallpox, he was like a soaring god and Buddha, majestic and inviolable.

However, this scene not only made Hongzheng spurt blood, but even the red-clothed monk Zheng who stayed in Gongga Temple sprayed a mouthful of old blood on the "Mirror Flower Water Moon". He described it as miserable, his face pale, and his eyes were full of disbelief and disbelief.

The glazed golden body of the Fudo Ming King is one of the signature secret methods of the Fudo Ming King. After the cultivation is successful, the water and fire will not penetrate, the evil will not invade, and the power of tens of millions of equals can be blocked.

That young man who was covered in golden light had obviously cultivated to the first realm of the glazed golden body.

"How is this possible? If you don't move King Ming's inheritance consciousness and don't choose Hongzheng, who has deep Buddha roots, why do you choose this hairy boy?"

"Huh. The young monk smiled indifferently, a smile flashing across the corners of his mouth, "The inheritance of Buddhism, like the love between men and girls in the world, needs to pay attention to fate. Since the king of Fudong Ming chose Wang Yan, he naturally has his reasons, and the monk is in the right direction. ”

The red-clothed monk's face turned red, and he said uncontrollably angrily: "Nonsense, my Dongmi Shingon Sect has been worshiping the King of Fudo Ming for generations, and the roots of Hongzheng Buddha are strong, which is most suitable for the aura of King Fudo Ming." There is no reason, there is no reason why King Ming should not choose Hong Zheng to inherit. ”

He really couldn't figure it out, if the Living Buddha participated in the competition, Hong Zheng would not be wronged if he lost, but why did that stinky boy?

This is like two men pursuing a girl, Hong Zheng not only has a good family background, a good education, a good career, but also takes care of other girls, like a bodhisattva. And that stinky boy, who was born from the grassroots, doesn't learn and has no skills, and he doesn't have a good attitude towards the girl.

There is obviously no comparison between the two, and there is no even talk of competitive qualifications.

turned out to be a big surprise, and the girl threw herself into the arms of the stinky boy!

Can this be endured?

The young monk glanced at the red-clothed monk mockingly, you worship the King of Immovable Ming, and the King of Ming must be your family?

……

Wang Yan, who said that he stepped on the golden auspicious clouds, slowly opened his eyes. His face was also a little stunned, feeling a little strange and incredible. The various things he experienced in the Maha Asking Heart Lotus Platform just now made him remember it vividly, and he was also afraid in his heart.

Wang Yan has always thought that he is an open-minded person who has no bitterness and hatred. However, when the demons really attack, the little unhappiness that was once infinitely magnified, filled with anger and pain, and controlled by the demons.

If it weren't for the last palm that was about to hit Xiaowei, Wang Yan felt that something was very wrong, so that he would not be completely controlled by the demons.

The demons in the heart are really terrifying.

Fortunately, after experiencing this time, Wang Yan felt that his soul was much more thorough, much clearer, and his thoughts were more transparent.

It's just that he himself doesn't understand, what happened, why did he suddenly cultivate the glazed golden body of the immovable Ming King?

"Huh?"

He looked back, but saw that on the huge Maha Asking Heart Lotus Platform, the little ferret, the three-legged golden crow, and the succubus were still immersed in the path of the inner demons.

The little ferret shyly blushed its white belly, tossing and turning in the center of the lotus platform, smashing its mouth and intoxicated face, squeaking and screaming in pleasure. Obviously, she is immersed in the sea of food, what spicy grilled fish, cumin grilled pig's trotters and so on.

Suddenly, the little ferret's expression changed again, and her cheeks bulged. Two small paws are stuck around the waist. Muttering and squeaking angrily, the meaning is obvious, you fox spirit juniors, stay away from my big brother, otherwise Xiaoxue will be furious.

Belch......

Wang Yan broke out in a cold sweat, our Xiaoxue's path of demons is really in line with her personality. Foodie, plus the main house style.

The three-legged golden crow, but it was full of flames, and it croaked and screamed miserably: "Master, you can't die! Master, let's escape, don't worry about it anymore." Kill, kill, this god wants to kill you all, burn you ......"

Not weekly?

Wang Yan was slightly stunned, what kind of demon path is this three-legged golden crow experiencing?

Then, the three-legged golden crow also began to crawl on the ground, rolling all over the ground: "Miao Yi, you cheap~, dare to betray me? This god wants to burn you to ashes~"

All right!

Three-legged golden crow, you can slowly enjoy the love-hate story of two people and one bird.

Then, Wang Yan looked at the succubus. The succubus didn't have any demons, she just curled up in a ball, and seemed to be sleeping peacefully. It's worthy of being a succubus, and there is no one in this state of mind.

It is quite beneficial to experience more demons, and after Wang Yan thought about it for a while, he didn't bother them.

The auspicious clouds under his feet supported Wang Yan and slowly rose towards the sky.

In about ten seconds, he was suspended on the Great Rihua Platform, facing the front of the huge statue.

At this time, Sanskrit chanted, and the golden light on the statue flashed, enveloping Wang Yan in it.

At this moment, Wang Yan is like a cocoon wrapped in golden light, the light is bright and dark, as if he has begun to accept the inheritance of the immovable king. To be exact, it is the true lineage of the Fudo Ming King.

Prior to this, the "Fudo Ming King Sutra" inherited by Wang Yan was just some of the practice methods of the Fudo Ming King. The inheritance that is now accepted in this great Nikkatai is the real inheritance of the Fudo Ming King.

"Bastard!"

Hongzheng originally thought about whether the kid would be bounced away by the golden light on the Bodhisattva statue.

But the scene in front of him has completely shattered all his illusions. The light of the Buddha gathers and shines, the ceiling lingers, the fairy music curls, and the Sanskrit sound sings. Everything is like the bride and groom at the wedding ceremony, holding a solemn ceremony and receiving blessings.

Monk Hongzheng's heart was torn apart, his expression was distorted, and his face was hideous. He erupted with a majestic force, like a meteor, straight towards the Great Nichikadai.

"Why!?" Hongzheng's chest overflowed with anger and unwillingness.

I have been chanting the Buddha for fifty or sixty years, the roots of the Buddha are deep, and the magic is strong, you don't choose me, but you want to choose this stinky boy with six impure roots?

Why!?

I am withstanding the supreme pressure, one step at a time, even if the bones are broken and the flesh and blood are destroyed, I have no regrets. And this kid can easily climb the Darihua Platform in the midst of auspicious clouds and the sound of the Buddha of Xianle?

Why!?

I bowed step by step, kneeling at the feet of the Bodhisattva, but was finally blown away by a golden light. And this stinky boy can be on the same level as the Bodhisattva and easily accept the inheritance.

Not reconciled.

Hongzheng's heart was frantically shouting, "Mine, all this is mine." ”

He was like a meteor, dragging a long flame tail, and went straight to the Great Rihua Terrace.

"Huh, isn't this Monk Hongzheng?" In the golden light cocoon, Wang Yan said in slight surprise, "You are still there, haven't you left?"

"Poof!"

Hong Zheng almost wanted to squirt a mouthful of blood to death, his face turned red, I've always been there, okay?

You stinky boy deceived people too much, robbed me of my inheritance, and even acted as if nothing had happened, looking innocent?

He was filled with grief and anger, and threw a punch.

The fist was like a meteor across the sky, the golden light was brilliant, and the space trembled violently.

"Still fighting?" Wang Yan raised his eyebrows, picked up the war hammer, and reflexively killed him.

He smashed it out with a hammer and made a hard move with Hong Zheng.

"Boom!"

The two of them each flew backwards for a few dozen meters.

Wang Yan touched his arm that was a little numb, and a chuckle appeared at the corner of his mouth. Although he didn't know why he had cultivated to the first layer of the glazed golden body of the Immovable Ming King, it was obvious that the defensive ability of his body had skyrocketed a lot.

It is really like a diamond, indestructible and indestructible.

Monk Hongzheng felt the impact of the five internal organs in his body, and compared to his heyday, the power of his Wrathful Vajra Law Phase had been significantly reduced. But even then, it shouldn't be so shocked.

At the moment, there is only one situation that can be explained, and that is that this kid has gained great benefits in the inheritance. Not only has he refined the glazed golden body of the King of Fudong, but his comprehensive physical quality has also undergone a comprehensive evolution.

Hongzheng was extremely angry, originally all this was his, but now he was shamelessly and ruthlessly deprived by this kid.

"Boy, the Buddha will make you spit out everything you eat. Monk Hongzheng roared angrily, stepping on the space under his feet, and with each step, his momentum increased by one point.

He took nine steps in a row, and his momentum soared to the extreme, and his gestures contained great power.

"Well done. Wang Yan's eyes lit up, his golden body burned with raging flames, and he swung his war hammer and rushed away, "Just try it, I don't move the power of King Ming's glazed golden body." ”

His voice, like the sound of heavenly fire and thunder, rumbled in the air.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A loud explosion of gold and stone resonated, and the fluctuations after the impact of energy couldn't help but spread outward. The fierce battle between the two seemed to be inseparable for a while.

……

"Stupid. ”

In Gongga Temple, Taibao Khenpo sneered, "Tianwei Hehe, how can human power fight against it? Since Wang Yan got it, that was his fate. ”

"You!" "The red-clothed monk's face was extremely ugly, "In short, we have been reincarnating for a hundred years for this great day, and we will definitely not give up easily." ”

"Could it be that the Yuanzhi monk is about to break his promise?" Taibao Khenpo raised his eyebrows.

"If you break a promise, you break a promise. The red-clothed monk was smiling fiercely, "Even if I risk my life, I can't let that kid succeed." ”

"Then you'll have to get past me first. Taibao Khenpo's expression became solemn.

……

"Bang!"

A few minutes later, Monk Hongzheng's Wrathful Vajra Dharma became weaker and weaker, but Wang Yan became more and more courageous. Finally, Wang Yan looked at the air and blasted the monk Hongzheng away with a hammer.

He held a war hammer in his hand, and his body burned with golden flames, like a mighty and domineering god and Buddha descending.

……

(To be continued.) )