Chapter 347: Mahayana Holy Buddha

In the sunken eye sockets of the giant ape demon bird, the two pulsing soul flames seemed to be staring at the skeleton of the immortal phoenix, which was suspected to be in the ancient era. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What is it going to do?" Xiao Yihan screamed secretly.

Even if the white bones were ossified, the coercion emanating from the immortal immortal phoenix also shocked Xiao Yihan's consciousness and almost shattered.

It can be seen from this that before the death of this immortal phoenix skeleton, how terrifying the realm was, even if it was called an immortal bone, it would not be an exaggeration!

Roar~~

The giant ape demon bird knelt abruptly in front of the immortal phoenix skeleton and kowtowed a few times respectfully.

It is wise, from uniting with the bone snake to kill the green-haired skeleton monster, to getting rid of the bone snake in the blink of an eye, the level of wisdom is not inferior to that of humans at all.

Immediately, Xiao Yihan saw that the giant ape demon bird was sitting next to the skeleton of the immortal phoenix and began to cultivate, without encountering any terrible soul impact like Xiao Yihan had before.

"Demon birds are originally of the same origin and the same race, but there are differences in bloodline, but they are fundamentally the same family, and cultivating next to the bones of the fairy phoenix can indeed achieve twice the result with half the effort......," Xiao Yihan said silently.

As for why the giant ape demon bird was not affected by the soul of the immortal phoenix skeleton like Xiao Yihan.

The reason for this should be that he is a human being, and the giant ape and demon bird are the relationship between the demon race.

Xiao Yihan left this huge pit, hiding his breath, until he was far away from Baili, then turned into a golden light, clinging to the ground.

Compared to the previous loneliness and desolation, in this land, you can see the broken halberd and the remnant sword everywhere, and the essence of divinity contained in it has disappeared, and after a long time, even the bones of saints have weathered into white bones.

Boom!

Xiao Yihan picked up a palm-sized piece of copper, which should be a fragment of a bell-shaped magic weapon, with dull lines on it, and the intertwined heaven and earth Dao had all disappeared.

At the beginning of the primeval period, it was the Bronze Age, when bronze weapons were prevalent, and there were also worlds where civilization was lagging behind, using the most primitive bone tools, just like the unrising human race.

Until the First Emperor unified Shenzhou, bronze also occupied the mainstream material for smelting weapons.

The copper piece in the palm of the palm is divine copper, and it is not the copper of extraordinary things, and the palm-sized divine copper is now enough to be auctioned for fifty or sixty thousand immortal stones.

Throwing it into the storage bag casually, after entering the Wanxian Cemetery for so many days, Xiao Yihan finally had a little gain, and it was worth the trip to sell it to the outside world.

The cemetery of ten thousand immortals has existed since ancient times, and its reputation has risen since the end of the ancient times, until the first emperor unified Shenzhou, intending to incorporate the cemetery of ten thousand immortals into the territory of Great Qin, and sent 200,000 heavenly soldiers of the princes of the eighteenth road into it.

The corpses were everywhere, and most of them had been blown to pieces.

There are broken halberd swords, as well as fragments of bronze armor, broken flags, mysterious ancient characters, and so on.

But they are all things that have no value, and the valuable items in the peripheral areas have been swept away from the ancient times, the imperial ancient times, and the lower ancient times, until now, and there are very few left.

Continue to go deeper, and fly by in the blink of an eye.

From the firmament, a certain law in the underworld made Xiao Yihan gradually breathless, this should be the restriction of the Ten Thousand Immortals Cemetery, the deeper you go, the stronger the restriction becomes, and the higher the realm, the greater the limit.

If it is a mortal, it is estimated that it will not trigger any restrictions if it goes tens of thousands of miles further, but with the strength of a weak mortal, it does not wait for a few miles. will be killed by the resentful spirits here.

This is actually a very contradictory rule, like a torrent beast with its mouth wide open, tempting 0 to bewitch monks in a low realm...... Come and die!

"What's that?" Xiao Yihan was startled, and his steps moved quickly, as if he was stepping on a wave of starlight.

This is an ancient battlefield, and the brown earth has been beaten with potholes.

The size of the potholes varies, the largest diameter can be dozens of zhang, and the smallest diameter is also about five or six zhang!

There was a blur in front of him, Xiao Yihan was suddenly stunned, and a scene suddenly appeared in front of him.

Boom! Boom! Boom......

The drums of war thundered and thundered, and the flags swept wildly in the wind.

On the horizon, there is a Hongmeng, as if the universe is beginning to open, countless immortals and Buddhas and demons are fighting together, and the miserable screams are endless.

A pair of heaven and earth cracking!!

Rumble!

Suddenly, a huge figure appeared, running through the other side of the years.

The figure is peerless, the starry eyes are shining, the face is handsome and majestic, his sleeve robe shakes, and the universe is divided into two halves, revealing an endless river of chaos.

"Today is the day of your immortal Buddha hypocrites and the head of the owl!" The figure shouted, and countless sword qi surged, piercing the body of the Heavenly Immortal Buddha, and the whole body spontaneously combusted.

The terrifying divine power wave rippled, and the immortal energy and Buddha light swept away, knocking away a sword with a killing light.

Zhuxian Sword Formation - the first killing array in ancient times!!

"Immortal Buddha, Owl Head!" The Immortal King shouted.

"Immortal Buddha, Owl Head!!" Behind him, countless demons roared, the ink clouds flipped over, and the black pressure was pitch black, just like the scene of the end times, enveloping the entire cosmic firmament.

"Amitabha." A Buddha horn came out, and a golden body appeared, sitting on a seven-colored lotus flower.

"Mahayana Holy Buddha?" The Immortal King's voice was flat, staring at the Quartet, and there was arrogance and disdain between his eyebrows.

"The Buddha said: I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, for the sake of the common people in the world, I am willing to fall, break the killing ring, and do all the demons!" The Mahayana holy Buddha has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his expression exudes compassion and compassion.

"Shakyamuni is dead! You wait for the Buddha to be good or bad, and suppress my demon path everywhere, even if your Buddhist family collectively breaks the killing ring, you can't stop the demon from being a foot high! The Immortal King roared, the red magic light rushed into the sky, and faintly, a sound of heaven and earth came out, and the miserable cries of all beings were endless.

The mist covered Xiao Yihan's field of vision, and patches of red magic light shone, and the golden Buddha Qi stirred around, but as time passed, it became weaker and weaker.

Burst!

A ball of crystal clear Buddha blood spilled, the mist dissipated, and a red sword that was extremely similar to Xiao Yihan's hand pierced into the center of the golden body's eyebrows.

"Holy Buddha!" The disciples of the Buddhist family mourned, and the immeasurable Buddha sounded, vast and magnificent, and in an instant, millions of heavenly demons and evil spirits were overempted.

"Shakyamuni's will can't help me, so how can you stop me with your Mahayana holy Buddha? Kill!! The King of Zhuxian roared, and the red sword pierced through the head of the Mahayana Holy Buddha, and the blood of the big tent spilled down, piercing the devastated earth, showing a huge pit with a diameter of sixty zhang and bottomless.

A Buddha's hand pointed somewhere, and the Mahayana holy Buddha recited a Buddha name with regret and silence on his face, and then passed away.

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The picture ended, Xiao Yihan recalled the direction pointed by the Buddha's hand, and thought about it.

Buddhism is divided into Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism. Hinayana is biased towards self-discipline, while Mahayana is not only self-disciplined but also self-sufficient.

The Hinayana Buddhist monks are mostly casual cultivators, with the goal of cultivating the position of arhats, while the Mahayana Buddhist monks have the ambition to be Buddhas, not only to save themselves, but also to have compassion for sentient beings, and to transform sentient beings beyond the other side and into the world of bliss.

Mahayana Buddhism is unfathomable, the power is boundless, and the Mahayana Buddha who can cultivate the position of a holy Buddha has the lowest strength in the realm of saints!!

Xiao Yihan pondered for a moment, looking at the direction of the Buddha's hand before the Mahayana Holy Buddha passed away, and always felt that the intention of the last finger of the Holy Buddha was to ...... Tell yourself something!!

The ancient Buddha smiled at the flowers, and the fool said that the dream has been three lives.

Great sorrow without tears, great enlightenment without words, laughter without sound!

It is often said that the water in the Western Desert is too deep, but it is mostly arid and desolate.

Shakyamuni Buddha once said: In this life, we must measure the entire Western Desert, so that this barren land will become the Elysium on the other side.

Such a grand ambition, before Shakyamuni was completed, he passed away inexplicably, and the Buddha said that Shakyamuni was not dead, but just retreating and participating in meditation.

But throughout the entire Shenggu, Huanggu, and Xia ancient years, there has been no trace of Shakyamuni, and it is difficult to say that he is in retreat and participating in meditation, and this reason is completely untenable.

"People say that the water in the West Desert is deep, not to explain the superficial meaning, but to say that the West Desert has been mysterious for a long time, and there are too many unsolved mysteries, like a pool of muddy water, which can not be easily ......" Xiao Yihan said to himself.

After a while, Xiao Yihan smiled and said, "I want to see how muddy the water of the Buddhist family is!" Endless years of emptiness, before I passed away, I actually saw through the future and guided me to a certain place? ”