Chapter 117 Stupa
A cyan flame floated on the forehead of the blue-faced triangular eye, and when he stepped out, the fire of the sword body flashed, and the surrounding space turned into a misty blue light, and the crystal white fluorescence of the long sword was dazzling and could not be looked at directly, the triangular eye roared, and the blue light swept into the space, and the entire secret realm sky was ignited with a layer of invisible green flames, and the Buddhist puppets fell to the earth in the green flames.
The long sword turned into a green lotus in the center of the sea of fire, blooming in full bloom, with the ups and downs of the green flames, the sea of fire carried the green lotus, rolled up the monstrous waves of fire, and faced the beam of golden mang, "Jin Peng, it has been rumored since ancient times that your god-destroying arrow is unstoppable, so I'm young and naΓ―ve to give it a try." At the end of the triangular eye, the sound shook the heavens and the earth, and countless dragons and golden winds were shocked to death lying in the nest.
Standing on the cusp of the waves set off by the sea of fire, the young man stepped on the green lotus, put on a strange posture, a cloud of chaotic energy between his hands flipped, and when he looked closely, the lightning thundered, the space touched, and it cracked directly.
The wave of fire rolled up the childish body, and turned into a cyan bat at the moment of contact with the golden mang, the green lotus bloomed in front of the bat, consuming the power of the golden mang, and the collision force formed a circular space crack to swing around, and the power of the space destruction turned into a hurricane that swept all the buildings and trees on the earth, and after piercing through the unknown number of green lotus, the golden mang flashed away, without the imagination of the earth-shattering, the cyan bat returned into a sea of fire and disappeared.
All the spiritual power in the space has been consumed, and the secret realm of Buddhism is filled with incomparably pure spiritual energy, but now the earth is exhausted, and the plants and trees are destroyed, as if the end of the world has come.
The rift in the circular space collapsed and collapsed, and finally shrunk into a point, emitting a light stronger than the sun to sweep the sky and the earth again.
Qing Zhi looked at a blood hole the size of his thumb on his chest, cyan liquid flowed out of it, and the air turned into a trace of green smoke and dissipated, "It is worthy of the legendary God Destroying Arrow, it really deserves its name, but even if I die, your Buddhism still can't escape the fate of destruction,"
Qing Zhi turned around and looked at a little golden light in the distance, the long sword floating beside him was full of cracks, dim, and his face full of evil spirit showed a puzzled look, "The Buddhas want to purify all sentient beings, but in the end it's just a joke, others don't understand, can't it be that your Buddha Supreme doesn't understand either?" Why do you want to do that. β
Jin Peng appeared in shape, most of the feathers on his body fell, his breath was not one out of ten, and his eyes flashed with an inexplicable luster, "The Tao is different, it doesn't conspire with each other, and your Tao is also not worth mentioning in my opinion, so there is no need to say more." β
Qing Zhi grabbed the hilt of the sword and rose to the sky, the battle had destroyed the formation, "I will come back," looking at the disappearing blue light, Jin Peng muttered in a low voice, "When you are reincarnated, is the world still like this." β
Wukong didn't know how deep he was in the ground, a giant golden golem held him tightly in his hands, and the force of the great battle had already torn the golden golem to pieces, and before it was destroyed, he punched the earth.
The monkey turned into a white crane and noticed that something was wrong at the beginning of the war, and the appearance of Jinpeng shocked him incomparably, and the mighty coercion made him feel like an ant, just when he was about to find a place to hide, a golden puppet fell from the sky.
Holding him in his hand, he thought he was going to be beaten violently, but the puppet turned his back and resisted the spreading Qingyan and sent him into the earth.
"Xiaojing, is there any way for you to climb out?" The monkey said a little helplessly, "I can't even use the Earth Escape Technique, and the formation of the Buddha Gate is too powerful." β
Xiao Jing stood on the monkey's shoulder, the size of a fist, and her little face was wrinkled, "I think it's safer here, if I hadn't been awakened by the fluctuation of the supreme power, I don't know how long I would have been asleep, especially the sword that slashed immortals, killing countless interfaces, and achieving divine weapons, even I might not be able to stop it." β
The monkey scratched his ears, "So you mean we're staying here?" Xiaojing nodded approvingly, "Yes, going out to pluck a hair on someone's body can crush you, just wait here!" β
An old voice suddenly appeared in the minds of Xiaojing and the monkey, "Don't wait, come to the Buddha Hall to find me, I have something to say to you." β
When the monkey and Xiaojing heard this, they were like being struck by lightning, their hairs stood on end, and they glanced at each other, and Xiaojing's first reaction was, "Monkey, hurry up and run for your life, use the boundary breaking charm." β
"No, let's go to the Buddha hall and have a look," the monkey stopped the spiritual power he had stimulated, withdrew the boundary breaking talisman, and with a solemn expression, a Buddha voice sounded in his head, "If you go, you will never be able to find yourself again." β
When Xiao Jing and the monkey returned to the ground, the monkey was shocked by the aftermath of the battle, and Xiao Jing's eyes were not surprised, "When you cultivate into a big demon, you will know that the so-called supreme powerhouses are all made of infinite white bones, and this is just a drizzle." β
"If those Buddhists tell you anything, don't believe it, if you do, you will step into the point of no return, and you will be controlled by them." Xiaojing transmits a very serious voice to Goku.
The broken void steps are particularly conspicuous, at the end of the steps, the stupa is full of light, the Sanskrit sound is beautiful, step on the steps step by step, Wukong's heart is surprisingly quiet, Xiaojing said nothing I heard, as if I had been here countless times in a dream.
A small novice at the door clasped his hands together, "Two donors, please come in, the King of Dapeng has been waiting inside for a long time," Wukong walked into the main hall, and an old monk sat on the futon, looked at him gently and said, "You are finally here, I don't know if it's too late." β
Wukong was shocked, tears dripping uncontrollably from his eyes, "Why do I feel extremely sad, I am me, why do I find myself, why do I feel so strange sometimes." β
The old monk stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Don't be confused, the Buddha will guide us to break through all difficulties, as long as you follow your own heart and have no regrets, everything will usher in light." β
"The truth of the world has been buried in infinite darkness, you are the only hope, if even you can't find it, then the world will fall into darkness forever, and there will be no hope again." After the old monk finished speaking, a tired look flashed in his eyes.
"I've waited too long, but I can't tell you, the time hasn't come yet, fortunately, you have found your purple gold battle armor," the old monk showed a relieved expression, Xiao Jing's nose wrinkled, "Old man, see that you are not lightly injured, my name is Zijin Dragon Wenkai, not a purple gold battle armor." β
"Hehe, you don't remember anything, but your naughty personality is not lacking at all!" The old monk closed his eyes after speaking, "Lingtong, take this donor to the Treasure Pavilion and let him choose two." β
The little novice outside the door walked in and said to Wukong, "Donor, please come with me," Wukong's heart was a mess, as if it was about to explode, and countless doubts and questions were entangled in his mind.
After taking a few heavy breaths, I looked up and just saw the Buddha statue in the main hall, and a kind of enlightenment flowed into my heart, "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform." β