Bang!

On the desert, the golden light collapsed, and two figures emerged. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Qin Tiange's face was indifferent, he was holding a halberd, his breath was condensed to the apex, and on the opposite side, a wisp of golden Buddha blood overflowed from the corner of the dustless little monk's mouth.

He was defeated, and slightly wounded, and his face was miserable, and his hands were folded.

"Amitabha, the strength of the donor's will is really rare in the world, and the little monk is ashamed." Wuchen bowed his head and muttered.

On the other side, Qin Tiange was noncommittal, and said indifferently: "Wuchen, your heart is not small, the spirit of the Nirvana Buddha statue dares to swallow it, it seems that you are also an ambitious person, is it a joke that the four are empty?" ”

Wuchen's face was sad, and he said in a low voice: "Everyone has desires, and becoming a Buddha is also a desire. ”

He directly admitted that he had a big heart and wanted to become a Buddha and become a real Buddha. Therefore, he did not hesitate to swallow the spirit generated by the Nirvana Buddha statue and dominate the spirit of the Buddhas, which is enough to see that his heart is really not small.

Even, because of this, he obtained the Pure Land Buddha Kingdom that had just been transformed and evolved, and turned into the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand, if he really grew up in the future, it could not be said that he would be a true Buddha in the world, ruling over all Buddhas.

Qin Tiange was even guessing in his heart that this dustless little monk was not only like this, he did this because he wanted to sit on the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

"It's useless to say more, since we fight, let's prepare for the fall."

Suddenly, Qin Tiange spat out lightly, and the halberd buzzed through the air, sharp and sharp, pointing directly at the center of Wuchen's eyebrows.

This blow was very sudden, containing terrifying killing power, which made Wuchen's whole body tremble, and he slammed with both hands.

Sonorous!

The sound of a gold and iron clash came, and he saw Wuchen's body sliding straight out for dozens of meters, and his knees fell into the sand.

His face was sad, looking at Qin Tiange who was coming into the air, and sighed in his heart, after all, he had checked it, and the Buddha Kingdom could not suppress him.

"King Kong is not bad!"

In the face of Qin Tiange's rapid and rapid attack, Wuchen drank lightly, his hands burst out with immeasurable golden light, and his body externalized a phantom of a big Buddha, and King Kong did not break his body.

The halberd smashed down, clanged, as if hitting the Buddha bell, bursts of Sanskrit sound came out, captivating, shocking.

Qin Tiange's face was expressionless, his blow was blocked, but he was not discouraged, and after his body hit the ground, he swept over in an instant, and the halberd was wrapped in boundless flames and smashed over.

"Dominate the world!"

The domineering halberd fell, Wuchen's complexion changed miserably, his palms were raised, and the phantom of the Buddha hit it hard.

I only listened, there was a loud bang, the sandstorm rolled up dozens of meters, the sand flew all over the sky, the golden light collapsed, and a figure was knocked out.

Burst!

Wuchen's body fell to the ground, staggered to his feet, opened his mouth and squirted a mouthful of golden Buddha blood, and suffered great trauma.

"Donor, your murderous intentions are too heavy, which is not conducive to your grand cause." Wuchen said with a sad face.

The corners of Qin Tiange's mouth curled slightly, and he said indifferently: "Wuchen, your murderous intent is not small, even the spirit of the statue of Shakyamuni Buddha dares to swallow, what else do you dare not do?" ”

Wuchen shook his head bitterly, did not answer, but said: "Everyone wants to become a Buddha, and the little monk is no exception, but it is not a real Buddha, but a demon spirit." ”

Regarding his words, Qin Tiange was noncommittal, no matter whether what the other party said was true or false, it was a fact that he had swallowed the spirit of the Nirvana Buddha anyway.

As if thinking of something, Qin Tiange chuckled lightly and said, "I don't know if you are bold or too big-hearted, you dare to devour the spirit of the statue, do you really think that you can surrender and destroy the true spirit of the Nirvana Buddha statue?" ”

Well? Wuchen's pupils shrank, listening to Qin Tiange's words, how could he feel wrong?

Just listening, Qin Tiange smiled and said, "Don't you feel that there is an extra strange breath in your soul will?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Wuchen's face turned pale, and he immediately realized what the problem was. He tried in vain to devour the true spirit produced by the Nirvana Buddha statue, control the Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom, and command thousands of Buddhas.

This is a good thing and a great opportunity, but nostalgia is bad, and dustless cannot completely wipe out the true spirit that devoured the Buddha statue.

In other words, the true spirit of the Buddha statue of Shakyamuni may rebel against the dustless, and eventually complete the transformation and birth with the help of the dustless body.

"Donor, there is still a flying mural in the grotto, and the little monk has said goodbye first!"

Wuchen's complexion changed drastically, he directly said the Buddha name, dropped a sentence, and the whole person set up the Buddha's light and rose to the sky, and swept out of the thousands of kilometers in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that he was leaving, Qin Tiange, who was about to catch up, suddenly stopped, with a strange expression, looking at Wuchen who had fled as Buddha light.

"Flying murals?" Qin Tiange muttered.

He understood very well the meaning of Wuchen's words, which was to tell him that there was also a flying mural of metamorphosis, which was similar to the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand.

This is to let Qin Tiange choose, whether to hunt him down, or give up this flying mural. After weighing the two, Qin Tiange decided to give up chasing Wuchen.

After all, Wuchen's body has the power of a thousand Buddhas, and he has the Buddha Kingdom in his palm, it is really difficult to kill him, and it is not something that can be killed in a moment and a half.

"Forget it, such a character, keeping it also gives me a wake-up call, in this life and different previous lives, many unknown powerhouses seem to have been changed by me." Qin Tiange looked at the disappearing Buddha light, and this thought flashed in his heart.

Leave no dust as a wake-up call for yourself, and always remind yourself that this life is different from the previous life, and you must be deeply sober.

It's like dustless, there was no such character in the previous life, but in this life, he actually swallowed the true spirit of the Buddha statue of Shakyamuni, controlled the pure land of the Buddha, and ruled over a thousand Buddhas.

This is incredible, absolutely shocking, it is hard to imagine, why is this dustless little monk so high?

As a Buddhist disciple, the spirit of the Buddha statue dares to swallow it, and it is not difficult to see that the dustless heart is not necessarily smaller than Qin Tiange.

Moreover, his luck was also very good, Qin Tiange felt that Wuchen could really completely wipe out the true spirit of that Buddha statue and completely control the Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom.

It was precisely because Wuchen was unable to control the Pure Land of the Buddha Country that Qin Tiange found an opportunity to directly defeat the Dustless Dharma Buddha and break the barriers of the Buddha Kingdom.

"However, I also want to thank him for helping me polish a more determined and bright heart." Qin Tiange smiled inexplicably.

Immediately, he turned around and walked into the grotto in front of him, among the more than 400 grottoes in Dunhuang, almost every grotto has flying murals in it.

And Wuchen was originally here, just to integrate these murals and swallow the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand, he never wanted to meet Qin Tiange, he originally wanted to suppress him, but he failed.

The Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom cannot really be controlled yet, because of the influence of the spirit of the Nirvana Buddha statue, so that Wuchen cannot exert the true power of the Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom.

Now, after being injured by Qin Tiange, Wuchen directly gave up these flying murals and fled here directly, which can be said to be very simple.

"Flying Mural..."

In the cave, the statues of Buddha have been broken, and the shadow of the Buddha originally depicted here has disappeared.

Qin Tiange guessed that it should be Wuchen who ingested all the spirits produced by those Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats into the Buddha Kingdom in his palm.

He guessed that Wuchen was about to devour some of the flying murals that had mutated and integrated into the Buddha Kingdom in his palm, but unfortunately he was unlucky and ran into Qin Tiange's arrival.

"Interesting..."Inside the cave, Qin Tiange looked at all the caves that had been opened, and the continuous three-thousand-meter huge murals were displayed in front of him.

This is a single ancient flying mural connected and fused to form a truly transformed mural world.

It's like the middle realm of the original demon picture, and this flying mural is much bigger than the middle realm of the painting of Zhichen Jing.

On the mural, one after another pretty fairies soar through the clouds and fly into the wind, just like the nine-day fairies flying away in the clouds.

There are twelve flying fairies, with graceful posture, graceful posture, wrapped in light gauze, and the white and flawless skin looming, which makes people infinitely blind.

One of them, with his head tied in a round bun, his face like the sunset, holding a pipa in his hand, and a thin transparent light veil wrapped around his upper body and flying in the wind.

There is another one, entrusted with a lotus, with clear eyebrows and eyes, a plump nose, a smile at the corners of his mouth, a half-upper body, naked, light yarn ethereal, and the ceiling falls between the dances, exuding bursts of fragrance.

A fairy below, with a solemn appearance, pinching the lotus seal, with fourteen arms on her back, a thin veil can't cover the graceful fairy posture, full of strange temptations.

The one on the left, holding the jade rabbit in his arms, stepping on the fairy light, went straight to the bright moon in the sky, just like Chang'e running to the moon.

The twelve fairies are different, or holding musical instruments and dancing in the sky, or sitting in the clouds, the treasure is solemn, like a charming smile, the waist is tied with a long skirt, and the shoulders are draped with colorful clouds, just like a fairy flying into the sky.

The ceiling is falling all around, the clouds are ethereal, and in the fairy glow, the twelve fairies are in the mural, looking extremely real.

"Twelve Flying Fairies, no wonder that Wuchen couldn't take this mural for a while, it turned out that all the flying murals were fused into one." Qin Tiange said suddenly while watching.

He vaguely understood that it should be Wuchen who swallowed the spirit of the Buddha statue of Shakyamuni and alarmed the spirits in these flying murals, and as a result, they fused into one by one, turning into the appearance of twelve fairies flying into the sky.

The three-thousand-meter-long ancient mural has completely given birth to spiritual wisdom, and inside is a small secret realm, which is the real world and the illusory world.

The twelve fairies, which can be called the twelve true spirits, are all the spiritual wisdom produced by the flying fairies on the mural, and after fusing with each other, the twelve flying fairies in front of them are born.

"It just so happens that I lack a secret realm, this mural can be integrated into the body, as long as the spirit of the twelve flying fairies inside is extinguished."

Qin Tiange smiled at the corner of his mouth, and as soon as his voice fell, he lifted the halberd and jumped up, directly passing through the huge mural in front of him and entering the world in the painting.

Rumble!

In an instant, the mural trembled, bursting out with bursts of immeasurable fairy light, petals flying, clouds were ethereal, and the twelve fairies disappeared.

In the painting, only an empty void is left, and in the midst of the clouds, a huge palace is seen towering above the clouds, which is the core of the realm in the painting.