Chapter 117: The Flame Will Not Be Extinguished
"What a terrifying light, I feel that those masters of the Buddha Sect have probably been killed by that light!" In the distance, someone watching the battle spoke, and although the light was not aimed at him, he still had palpitations. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"The Great Sui National Teacher is already invincible in this era when saints don't come out!" Some people sighed that although they had not seen a saint make a move, they were probably only like this if they were saints now.
"It's a pity that Yang Guang is dead, even if the Great Sui National Teacher has the means to reach the sky now, he can't save the Great Sui, the king is gone, and the country will die!" Some people assert that the country cannot be without a king for a day, but Yang Guang still has no descendants, and the bloodline of the Yang family has been broken.
"Not necessarily, in addition to Yang Guang's lineage, there should be other bloodlines in the Yang family, but they are usually incognito for fear of being discovered by the enemy."
"Although Yang Guang is dead now, the Great Sui National Master can find other Yang family bloodlines to help him pacify the world, and then he can coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes, and the whole world is his!" Someone opened his mouth, analyzing the current situation, which is quite a taste of pointing out the country.
"It depends on what this national teacher thinks, the power and wealth in the world are actually not very attractive to this kind of master, I just heard that the Great Sui National Teacher is only making a move now to repay the kindness of the first emperor of the Yang family, and it is a little unrealistic to want him to die for the Yang family!" Some people shook their heads, not quite agreeing with the point of view of the person who had spoken earlier.
Just as everyone spoke, the divine light in the battlefield gradually faded, revealing the situation in the field.
In the void, Zhang Daoyi's white-clothed Shengxue black hair is like ink, coupled with the magic knife and divine sword in his hand, he has an invincible demeanor between pitches.
On the other side, the huge Vajra Buddha is Buddha light is dim and full of cracks, as if it will explode in the next moment, Zhang Daoyi's Yang Yang Annihilation Tribulation, although they took it, they also paid a lot of price.
"Zhang Jushi, we took your move, I wonder if you are willing to keep your promise and let us go?" There was a slightly weak voice from the Vajra Buddha, and the repeated battles made him a little tired.
When Zhang Dao heard this, he laughed and said, "I naturally keep my promise, let's go!" ā
"In that case, Zhang Jushi, I'll leave first!" Monk Yuanjue spoke.
But at this moment, Zhang Daoyi suddenly combined his swords again, and slashed out a brilliant light.
And the Vajra Buddha also slapped his palm again, slapping at Zhang Daoyi.
"Zhang Jushi, what do you mean by this?"
"Monk Yuanjue, what do you mean?"
The Buddha's palm covered the sky and shot straight up, bringing a storm, and in Zhang Daoyi's induction, the Buddha's palm was like a huge cage, sealing all his hiding space.
"This is the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand?" Zhang Daoyi's heart turned a thought, but in the next moment, he understood the trick in this move: "It's just the use of spirit, I'll just say how can a world at this level have a martial art that contains the way of space, even if you don't enter the fourth order, even if you have this kind of martial art, it is impossible to cultivate!" ā
With a condensation, Zhang Dao turned into a heavenly sword, and slashed directly into the cage in his heart, this style of martial arts is actually spiritual martial arts, the spiritual power of the eighteen people on the opposite side, plus the blessing of the formation, for a while, even he was on the way.
The Yang Yang Annihilation Tribulation collided with the Buddha's palm, making a loud noise, like the explosion of gold and iron striking divine thunder, which shook people's ears and took people's souls!
"I took it!"
When Zhang Dao saw that his Yang Yang Annihilation Tribulation was actually taken over by the Buddha's palm, he was puzzled for a while.
According to his estimates, with the combat strength of the group of monks on the opposite side, it was impossible to take his move without damage.
But at this time, he was no longer allowed to think carefully, the huge palm that covered the sky and the sun was pressed down, this palm was like the sky and the earth, there was the vastness of the sky, and the thickness of the earth, the two were perfectly combined.
A little light flashed from the palm of the Buddha, this light is like a candle flame, a little candle light illuminates the world, and it can see thousands of miles.
"The torch will never end, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, I'll go first!" There was a hoarse voice from the Vajra Buddha.
Inside the Vajra Buddha, ten old monks began to burn slowly, turning into the purest Buddha light, gathering a little Buddha light in the Buddha's palm and turning into a little fire.
"The flame will not be extinguished, and the Buddha will live forever!" Monk Yuanjue said sadly.
But although the flame is strong, it has never been able to refine Zhang Daoyi in his palm, and there is a circle of black divine light circulating in front of Zhang Daoyi, this is dark chaos!
"This person's combat strength is too strong, if he is allowed to leave today, my Buddhism may suffer a great disaster!" Monk Yuanjue looked at Zhang Daoyi, who was struggling with that little fire, and his face was solemn.
"Fellow disciples, I'm afraid it will be difficult for your ancestors to kill this person if they sacrifice themselves, so I'll go first!" Monk Yuanjue smiled and spoke.
The Buddha fire spontaneously combusted, wrapping Yuanjue, and in the flames, the monk Yuanjue whispered to himself: "The flame will not be extinguished, and the Buddha will be forever!" ā
Monk Yuanjue already knows that with today's events, his Buddhism and Zhang Daoyi are already an endless ending, if Zhang Daoyi can't be killed today, it will be even more difficult in the future, now Zhang Daoyi is not a saint is already so terrifying, if he is holy, Buddhism is in danger.
He was willing to sacrifice for the Buddha, and in the flames of the Buddha, he recalled the scene of his childhood, and the Buddha Gate was his home!
He recited the Buddha and worshiped the Buddha in this life, and the Buddha has become all of him, which is a little insistence in his heart, although the Buddha said that the four are empty, but he is still reluctant to let go.
He also knows that there are many cancers in the development of Buddhism, but he is powerless to change it, there is nothing wrong with Buddha, only people who believe in Buddhism are wrong.
"Maybe Yang Guang is right, but in order to ensure that my Buddhism is not destroyed, I can only suffer this common life!"
Before he died, Yuanjue suddenly realized that a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and then he turned to ashes, not a single drop remained.
"Senior brothers, I also went, this person is not dead, my Buddhism is in danger!"
At this time, another old monk spoke, and he also burned himself without hesitation, turned into a little fire, and melted into the fire in the palm of the Vajra Buddha.
The old monk died, but only his voice still echoed:
"The flame will not be extinguished, my Buddha will live forever!"
For a while, the fire became more intense, and even the divine light formed by the dark chaos in front of Zhang Daoyi began to distort, as if it would be broken by this flame in the next moment, burning him into ashes.
"I can't believe that they still have such means!"
Zhang Daoyi sighed, he was also a little struggling at this time, he had already seen that the group of monks in Buddhism were now crazy, and they would rather die than drag him to the end.
"This is faith, right or wrong!" Finally, he sighed faintly.