Chapter 670: Arhat

Ling Mountain, Da Lei Yin Temple.

Guanyin Bodhisattva sat cross-legged on the golden lotus, and his always compassionate and peaceful face did not see the smile of Pudu sentient beings, but his brows were tightly locked, as if he had encountered something extremely difficult to understand.

And below her, a group of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, Vajra, and disciples of the gods and Buddhas who can be called by the entire Buddhist sect are now gathered here.

However, these gods and Buddhas of all sentient beings are all the same as Guanyin Bodhisattva's face, extremely dark, as if they have encountered some great problem.

It's a big problem......

"Since that Great Heavenly Venerable has issued a decree, we must obey it."

The Pure Altar Envoy Zhu Bajie sighed and said, "This Great Heavenly Venerable was extremely powerful back then, and he defeated the Demon Master Kunpeng, the Jade Emperor and even the Demon Ancestor Wutian by himself, and there was no opponent for him in the Three Realms, and even the Lingshan back then was kicked down. Now that he has returned, he has successively suppressed the Queen Mother and Yuan Shi Tianzun and Nuwa Niangniang, which is even more ferocious than back then. ”

"Let's disperse separately, so as not to upset his old man and shoot us all to death at once. Brother Monkey is still in the mortal world, and I don't want to follow his old path. ”

Zhu Bajie babbled and said deflating words, but he couldn't blame him, everyone knew that this was the current truth.

At that time, how powerful the Buddha was, if the Buddha, the ancient Buddha of the lamp and the Maitreya Buddha were all there, even the heavenly court should be half a head shorter, and it could only be admitted that Lingshan was a place outside the square and was not subject to the rules of heaven.

But now?

Before the Great Heavenly Venerable could speak, Maitreya Buddha was already so frightened that he went to reincarnation.

In this case, how can you make Zhu Bajie calm down?

When he traveled to the west to learn scriptures, he often had to break up in the face of those monsters, not to mention that what he had to face today was the lord of the Three Realms, and he almost subdued all the great supernatural beings of the Three Realms with his own strength?

"Wu Neng! Don't talk nonsense......"

Tang Seng glanced at Zhu Bajie, and then bowed to Guanyin Bodhisattva, and said: "Bodhisattva, Wu Neng is used to being a straightforward and fast-talking character, and I hope you don't have to worry about him." ”

Now the three Buddhas are not there, Buddhism is basically to Guanyin Bodhisattva as the respect, although the current Buddhism is weak, but the more weak, the more the people's hearts can not be scattered, is to rely on Zhu Bajie to say those words that shake people's hearts, Tang Seng is really afraid that Guanyin will take Zhu Bajie as the chicken.

"Pure altar messenger, don't talk nonsense anymore, now is the moment of life and death for my Buddhism, ......"

As Guanyin Bodhisattva was talking, his voice suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked up to look out.

The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were shocked, and when they looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva's gaze, they saw a dark cloud flying in the sky.

In the dark clouds, there was a rolling and mighty atmosphere, containing an endless killing aura, enveloping the heavens.

The gods and Buddhas clearly saw that among the boundless black clouds, there were gods and men who radiated divine light, and the leader was a young man with a handsome appearance, a dignified appearance, and deep eyes.

This young man was wearing silver armor, wearing a flying phoenix hat, stepping on golden dragon boots, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, his momentum was like that, and the void trembled, who was Yang Jian, who was not the True Martial Emperor?

The dark clouds carrying countless heavenly soldiers and generals fell straight into the Great Lei Yin Temple, and the killing aura was about to disperse all the peaceful Buddha light on the Ling Mountain, and a Dao Sen cold blade projected an amazing murderous aura!

The faces of these Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are all green, what kind of place is Lingshan, how dare these heavenly soldiers and generals be so rampant and swagger into Lingshan?!

The Buddhas of Lingshan were aggrieved in their hearts, if the Great Heavenly Venerable came in person, it would be just a supreme existence that even Wutian could not deal with, and the entire Lingshan was destroyed by his kick, not to mention leading troops into the Great Leiyin Temple?

But what are you Yang Jian?

Take you seriously, you are the True Martial Emperor, if you don't take you seriously, what is a fart?

In the past thousand years, there are more than one or two demons that their Buddhists have rescued from the hands of this so-called True Martial Emperor?

Guanyin Bodhisattva frowned, and her right hand clenched the mutton fat jade net bottle, she was afraid of Mo Li, but she never put Yang Jian in her eyes, even if the other party was also a celestial immortal, but the other party had only achieved a celestial immortal for a few years?

At the moment when the Buddhas were filled with righteous indignation and wanted to have a seizure, as long as Zhu Bajie's face changed, his eyes rolled around, and he tiptoed towards the back of the main hall, obviously wanting to slip away first to see the situation.

There's no way to be careless, when he was Marshal Tianpeng, he took the lead in every battle, regardless of life and death, but later, he was not demoted to the mortal world, or even reincarnated as a pig fetus!

Therefore, on the way to the west, he learned a lot to be obedient, and came out? Only fools come out!

Even the existence of the Jade Emperor Rulai will die, but it is most realistic to live to save his life.

As if he didn't have the expressions of the gods and Buddhas, Yang Jian walked leisurely, walked in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and said lightly: "Guanyin, this seat is here to preach the will, and you must know the will. ”

"Yang Jian, An dares to be so presumptuous! How can you go in and out of my spiritual mountain at will? trespass on the Great Lei Yin Temple, insult the Buddhas of my Lingshan Mountain, today I will let you know that it is amazing! ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva had not yet spoken, but the long-eyebrow Arhat on the side was angered by Jiang Hao's words, his hands were pointing at the sword, holding silver-white long eyebrows, and the Buddha's light on his body was ten thousand ways, and his mana was stirring out.

Sou!

The eyebrows suddenly lengthened, as if the Milky Way was hanging upside down, flashing with golden light, and swept towards Yang Jian, the power was so great that the void trembled.

This long-eyebrow Arhat is like a powerful existence in the early stage of an earth immortal!

However, Yang Jian stood there without moving, until the silver eyebrows of the long-eyebrow Arhat were about to hit him, he raised his hand slightly, and the fire in the palm of his hand flashed and fell on the long eyebrows.

Call!

The firelight suddenly turned into an endless samadhi true fire, with terrifying heat, and instantly ignited the long eyebrows!

The raging flames spread along the eyebrows of the long-eyebrow Arhat towards his body, and the blazing temperature was terrifying to the extreme, burning through the void, and the heat swept away in all directions, and the temperature of the entire Spirit Mountain skyrocketed!

The long-eyebrow Arhat's complexion changed greatly, and he hurriedly urged the mana to cut off his eyebrows.

However, the true flame of samadhi was not extinguished, and turned into a fire dragon with teeth and claws, and swept straight towards him, looking at the posture, it was clear that it was going to burn him to death!

"Bold!"

"Da Lei Yin Temple also dares to be presumptuous!"

"Senior Brother Changmei, I'll wait!"

……

The other Arhats in the Eighteen Arhats also reacted, and they all shouted loudly and helped out.

In an instant, the Buddha's light in the entire Great Lei Yin Temple skyrocketed, and the mana surged.

The long-legged Arhat kicked out, and it was ten thousand feet long, and its momentum was like Mount Tai smashing down; The long-handed Arhat hands are like a forest, covering the sky and the sun, and privately want to seal the heaven and earth; And the tiger roared under the old man of Fuhu, and pounced straight out, devouring the Three Realms......

All of a sudden, the eighteen arhats all took out the ability to press the bottom of the box and killed Yang Jian, and all the spells in the entire Great Lei Yin Temple were magnificent, and they slammed into the fire dragon.

Eighteen Arhats, like brothers, they want to rescue the long-eyebrow Arhats, and by the way, teach Yang Jian a good lesson, so that the other party understands that Buddhism is not easy to mess with!

However, they seem to have forgotten that now is not the time for Buddhism to become powerful.

In the past thousand years, Yang Jian tolerated them, but he couldn't beat Maitreya Buddha!

But now, with Mo Li's return, Heavenly Court is the strong side, and he naturally won't tolerate it anymore!

With a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, he didn't care about the magic weapon and magic power in the sky, he raised his hand and flipped it, and a three-pointed two-edged knife with cold light flashed in the void suddenly appeared.

Airplanes!

An incomparably huge sword ray, with strong and boundless mana, slashed down in the cold and piercing sword intent!

Everywhere he passed, even the void could not bear it, and in the midst of the wails, it kept collapsing.

This is a blow from the immortals, even though the eighteen Arhats form formations with each other, but where is the gap between mana and realm, how can they resist it?

Everywhere the sword flashed, many of the eighteen Arhats' magical powers were cut one after another, and even their eighteen brothers were also injured by this sword, spitting blood from their mouths, and their bodies flew out directly.

"Hugh is going to hurt people!"

Seeing that the eighteen Arhats were seriously injured and fell to the ground, losing to Yang Jian, Guanyin Bodhisattva couldn't sit still, and between shouts, his right hand was in the shape of a flower, and he took the wicker in the mutton fat jade net bottle in his hand and swayed towards Yang Jian.

Although she didn't take Yang Jian in her eyes, the other party was a celestial immortal after all, so she used all her strength as soon as she made a move.

The powerful mana that has been cultivated for hundreds of millions of years is all injected into this magic weapon, the Buddha light in the mutton fat jade net bottle is blazing, and a little water droplets are sprinkled and flying, reflecting the misty glow, every drop of water is comparable to the weight of Mount Tai, and the power is terrifying!

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble......

The water droplets in the sky hit the palm of the void, emitting bursts of violent roaring sounds, and the aftermath of the mana spread out in all directions, shaking the entire spiritual mountain continuously!

This is a battle between two heavenly immortals, although it can't compare to the battle between Mo Li and the Jade Emperor, Kunpeng and others, but it is still powerful!

It was visible to the naked eye, as the aftermath of the terrifying mana dispersed, the droplets of water that fell on the sword were shattered and dissipated between heaven and earth.

And that sword was completely consumed and disappeared without a trace.

Guanyin Bodhisattva was unforgiving, and the willow branch was inserted into the jade bottle, and he raised his hand and waved it again!

A drop of water carrying the power of earth-shaking power smashed towards Yang Jian, and any drop was enough to easily scatter the soul of a true immortal, and there would be no return!

Yang Jian was not afraid, the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand waved again and again, and several Dawson cold knives with a shattered stare of eyes, towards the water droplet!

Boom, boom, boom......

There was a dull sound again, and those water droplets fell on the knife, and the two annihilated each other, and no one could help the other!

However, neither of them stopped, one kept swaying water droplets, the other was constantly waving divine weapons, in the Great Thunder Yin Temple, for a while, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, the water droplets were like rain, and the powerful mana fluctuations were raging wildly, which was also mixed with a loud sound comparable to thunder!

Click!

Finally, the wicker couldn't withstand the huge pressure of the collision one after another, and broke directly from it, the light on it instantly dimmed, and the aura was not one in ten, Guanyin only felt a stuffiness in his chest, the mana was not running smoothly, and a wisp of blood remained at the corner of his mouth.

Yang Jian snorted, standing in place, his face became extremely pale, and he could see that his hand holding the knife was constantly trembling, and there were blood stains on the tiger's mouth, obviously it was not easy for him to take those water droplets!

This confrontation between the two sides is an indistinguishable scene.

But Guanyin Bodhisattva didn't have the slightest hint of joy, how many years has she cultivated, and how many years has Yang Jian cultivated?

The other party is still in the stage of rapid progress, and she has long been stagnant!

In a few years, will she still be Yang Jian's opponent?

Besides, this is just Yang Jian, there are so many divine generals in Heavenly Court, even if there is no need for that Great Heavenly Venerable to make a move, the gods of the Thunder Fire Fighting Plague and other departments will rush up, and their Buddhism will be difficult to resist even if they are afraid, and they have lost the top great supernatural powers of the Three Realms, and Lingshan has no deterrent power for Heavenly Court!

"True Martial Emperor, stop!"

Tang Seng stood up and said, "Does the emperor still recognize the little monk?" ”

Yang Jian looked at it fixedly, saw that it was Tang Seng, and said: "It turned out to be the Buddha of Zhantan Merit, why, do you also want to try the three-pointed two-edged knife of this seat?" ”

When he traveled to the west, he was ordered by the queen mother to help this monk twice, and he was barely an old man, but that's it, he didn't have a good impression of Lingshan, and he couldn't talk about any friendship.

If the other party wants to convince him with that little bit of affection back then, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

"Amitabha!"

Tang Seng shouted Buddha and said: "Emperor, my Lingshan is a place outside the square, and I never embarrass with the heavenly court, so why should the emperor be forced to force each other?" ”

"Today, since the emperor can't help my Lingshan, it is better to look at the thin face of the little monk and retreat, you and I will not interfere with the river water from now on, what does the emperor think?"

When the gods and Buddhas heard this, they all looked at Yang Jian with a moved face.

Although there are many people on their side at the moment, Yang Jian and those Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals cannot be their opponents, however, there is still Heavenly Court standing behind the other party, and there is still that Great Heavenly Venerable, and they don't dare to resist to the end!

If you can do it, it's better not to do it.

After all, once they lose the spiritual mountain and they each return to the dojo, the Buddhism will be regarded as dead in name, what is the difference between them and those demons who occupy the mountain as kings in one place?

"Joke, the well water does not interfere with the river water? Heavenly Court rules the Three Realms and Six Realms, who dares not to surrender, why should you and others who claim to be outsiders not obey the control?! ”

Yang Jian said disdainfully: "As for what you say, let this seat retreat, even if this seat wants to retreat, I am afraid that you and others don't want this seat to leave Lingshan......

"The will of the Great Heavenly Venerable, if this seat returns in vain, he will personally go to the spiritual mountain and destroy the Buddha!"

When the gods and Buddhas heard this, their expressions changed greatly.

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