Chapter Seventy-Seven: Nan Wu Golden Cicada Buddha
All of a sudden, the entire ghost farm seemed to have been wiped out, and it was like two planets of the same size colliding!
Everywhere there was trembling, everywhere there was destruction!
First of all, on the land outside, the ghosts that were about to mature were directly shocked into slag and completely dissipated in the ghost farm!
Then there are the ghosts of the wasteland, those who are protected by the breath of the wasteland, and can only be collected at the moment of maturity!
However, even so, these ghosts were reduced to nothingness due to the attack of the Buddha nature and the corrosion of the red dust poisonous mist!
The land is under attack, and it's nothing!
Next, Hou Wanquan watched tens of thousands of golden 'swastikas', slowly gathered, and then formed a huge 'swastika'!
In one word, the entire ghost farm space is completely enveloped!
It's as if a world destroyer is completely destroying the whole world!
It's like a finger pressing a weak ant on the ground......
"Grass! This damn bald man, if Lao Tzu doesn't die, he will definitely kill him! ”
Because of the acceptance of the powerful Buddha-nature energy, the rabbit brother Liu Fudong, who became a Buddha-nature ghost, scolded directly!
Made, this damn bald donkey, let alone a golden cicada, even if it is an ordinary monk, no, even if it is a human being, an ordinary person, it is impossible to act so despicably like this bald donkey!
"It's, what the hell! What about Tang Seng's previous life?! Lying grass is simply the opposite of Tang Seng! Tang Seng in black! ”
Yuan Shasha couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth!
Yes, in this era when Tang Seng is a good person, a good person who has practiced for ten generations and has not leaked a little Yuanyang is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, you actually took the identity of a Tang Seng in his previous life, and made money and killed here? !
Is that in the past?!
That's right, I can't say it!
However, it really happened!
And only a few of them know, today, even if the golden cicada roasted a few of them and ate them, no one in this world knows!
At the same time, his name of kindness will continue to be praised by the world!
Even if someone occasionally knows that a few of them were killed by the golden cicada, it is estimated that the version is that there are a few demons who want to eat the golden cicada, but because of the mortal body, they were blown up by the flesh of the golden cicada and died!
As for the fact that you can live forever after eating a piece of Tang Seng's meat, then it is better explained!
Tang Seng is a Buddha, and you are a few mortals!
Mortals eat the flesh of the Buddha, what can you do if you don't get strangled?!
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The inside of the ghost farm is already in danger of being destroyed, and the outside is a different scene-
I saw the golden cicada solemnly suspended in mid-air, with his hands folded and his mouth spitting lotus......
Then, the lotus flower turned into a sharp blade, and the flower opened into the void, guiding the way for the scriptures of the surrounding 8,000 Buddhas and 300 Samits!
That's right, at this time, the eight thousand Buddhas and the three hundred Samitas had already firmly encircled the space where Hou Wanquan was!
The three hundred sami, divided into six directions – up, down, left, right, front, and back – enclose that point!
Each of the fifty novices is placed as a statue of the Buddha!
In the hierarchical Buddhist family, the Sami is only the lowest level of existence, only one level higher than the Buddhas!
Rao is like this, Sami can't pretend to be a Buddha, let alone pretend to be a Buddha!
If you dare to pretend to be a Buddha statue, then a better end - become the lowest Buddha, and never be promoted to a novice!
Of course, this is still good, as for these pseudo-novices, there is only one end - the soul is scattered, and the soul dedicates a force to the Buddha nature!
In a word, the soul is gone!
So, whether they succeed or not, the end of these people is already doomed!
Therefore, the golden cicada has no pity at all!
Desperately squeezing the Buddha nature of these Masses and the power of the soul in the body!
When the Sammy is squeezed, he will instinctively squeeze the 8,000 Buddhas on the periphery!
The 8,000 Buddhas surrounded the 300 Samitas in the middle, and these 8,000 Buddhas even presented the shape of a gossip, surrounding the 300 Samitas in the center of the formation! Desperately convey the power of his soul to the three hundred Samits!
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For the golden cicadas who set up the array, these people are some ants, some ordinary believers who gave their lives for the sake of the Buddha!
Anyway, for the Buddha, if you are happy, it is a great favor to you, if you are not happy, then it is normal!
Who made you insincere?!
Of course, that's a long way off!
At this time, the golden cicada was slowly raising his hand, and then, a stream of golden energy burst out from the body of the three hundred masses, as if the corpse with a severed head, the Buddha nature was like blood, bursting out, rushing out of the old high, and then quickly fused into one, turning into a golden 'swastika', following the guidance of the lotus, blasting into the ghost farm!
It can be said that at this time, the Fierce Ghost Farm is completely relying on its own strength to shake the attack of the 8,300 Buddhas!
No, there is still a golden cicada who has become a Buddha!
A golden cicada who doesn't even know what it is!
A dark, cruel, and insidious Buddhist!
"Nan no Amitabha!"
Eight thousand ants-like golden swastika followed the guidance of the lotus flower and blasted into the unknown!
"Nan Wu is like a Buddha!"
The golden swastika the size of 300 thumbs is once again blasting into the mysterious place!
"Nan Wu Golden Cicada Buddha!"
The golden cicada folded his hands, the law is solemn, and the 8,300 golden 'swastika' characters are like silk threads, obediently surrounding the golden cicada!
"Nan Wu Golden Cicada Buddha!"
Another wave, 8,300 golden 'swastikas' flew to the golden cicada!
The 16,600 golden 'swastika' characters are densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, and then under the guidance of the golden cicada, they are completely integrated into one and become a dark golden 'swastika' of three zhang size!
With a sudden push of both hands, the golden swastika the size of three zhang directly turned into a huge wheel, which violently crushed the lotus flower, crushed the fence on the periphery of the ghost farm, and pressed the three-headed dog of hell to run around, crushing the willow tree, although after the word "swastika", the willow tree stood up again, but he sensed that the life of the willow tree had been fatally hit!
In the end, the golden swastika hit the warehouse perfectly!
With a violent roar, the golden swastika shattered, and finally completely dissipated, turning into pure Buddha nature, enveloping the space of the ghost farm!
At this moment, the black space on the periphery of the Ghost Farm has begun to slowly transform into a golden color full of Buddha nature!
Attacking the Ghost Farm was not the original intention of the Golden Cicada, but this was his original intention - to refine the Ghost Farm and become his new dojo!
"One more blow! From today onwards, you will be a poor monk! There is no golden cicada Buddha in the south! ”
The sound of the Buddha was lingering, and suddenly, the eight thousand Buddhas turned into ashes and dissipated in the heavens and the earth, followed by the three hundred Samits, and because the soul was withdrawn, the energy was quickly withdrawn, and turned into a white bone!
In the end, the lives and souls of the 8,300 Buddhas and Samitas completely turned into a swastika the size of ten zhang, like a boulder, crushing towards the Ghost Farm at a destructive speed......