"Praise to Guru Rahula for the perfection of wisdom."

"Praise Guru Rahula and God will be able to do it without hindrance."

"Praise to Guru Rahula for his strength like an elephant."

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Illusory prayers gathered through a platinum lotus petal, and a mystic lotus bloomed again, holding up the Vajra transformed by Rahula, like a treasure raft that had crossed the world.

Southern Buddhism belongs to Theravada Buddhism, which focuses on self-cultivation and overcoming the sea of suffering.

The praise of the hundred gods inherited from Xijia Temple, igniting a wild god and sculpting temples for him, is to use these wild gods to collect the power of faith incense and help him survive the sea of earthly suffering.

The benefits of this are obvious.

The gods collect the power of incense to enjoy, but they need to fulfill their duties, so they can't get out of it.

But igniting the gods, and then collecting the power of incense with the help of the hands of the gods, is equivalent to purifying the power of incense.

Finally, with the grace of ignition and the grace of protection, the power of incense and the power of incense paid tribute by the gods will be completed, and with the praise of the gods, the earthly sea of suffering will be passed.

In human terms, it is the transfer of creditor's rights.

It's a pity that Xijia Temple does not have the power to pardon the righteous gods, and the wild gods who are pardoned are all superficially pious, but they do not have the authority of the righteous gods to help suppress the power of the incense heart.

Even if there is a Dharma solution, it is difficult to change one's nature.

From time to time, he will do evil things like mandrills that kill people and eat blood.

After using the supernatural power of the World Treasure War, the expression on Rahula's face was not relaxed.

He praised the Tao of the hundred gods and did not practice perfection, and for so many years, with the help of Xijia Temple, he only ignited more than ten wild gods.

Now forcibly gathering the treasure raft with the Buddha's golden lotus not only consumes a precious lotus petal again, but at the same time, this treasure raft cannot cross the sea of suffering, and he has no chance in this life, so he can only seek the next life.

However, he had to do this, the other party had a peculiar formation, and he could forcibly suppress the Dharma with the help of the power of the soldiers, and if he didn't have the treasure of crossing the world, he wouldn't even have the strength to fight back.

Sure enough, after the Mystic Law Lotus bloomed, he lifted Rahu Luo into the air and floated above the power of the blood-colored soldiers, and the power of the hundreds of Yin Divine Soldiers gathered was not enough to pull Luo Hu Luo down.

Rahula looked at Gan Zitai, although he didn't know which side the other party was behind it, but since he had practiced the method of Buddhism, if he could transform him into a beginner, it could be regarded as recovering his losses.

"Elephant power, divine action, lion roar."

A phantasm of the wild god manifested behind Rahula.

The three strongest of them are a white elephant with half of its tusks broken, a nimble mountain monkey, and a roaring lion.

The vast majority of the gods who practice in Xijia Temple will choose the mountain spirits as the object of ignition.

Because they also know that if the igniting wild gods do evil, not only will they not become a treasure raft for cultivators, but they will instead become a catastrophe.

After the phantom of more than a dozen wild gods manifested, they gathered the golden Buddha light and roared to kill Gan Zitai, and the terrifying power even exceeded that of Rahula's heyday just now.

After all, this is a once-in-a-lifetime outburst, and if it weren't for Rahula's fatalistic sense that there was no room for maneuver, he wouldn't have used this method directly.

Gan Zitai flipped his palm, and the four-elephant flag of ruyi size was waved in the wind, and the aura of the soldiers under the raft of the treasure of the world suddenly condensed like the tide of the sea, turning into the shape of the four elephants.

The black tiger and the black dragon were the most powerful, rushing into the wild god phantom formed by the Buddha's light, and with one paw, they directly grabbed the two powerful wild gods.

The dragon's claws were embedded in the elephant's skin from the back of the white elephant's neck, and the slender body wrapped around the elephant's body, stirring it so hard that the whole giant elephant let out a wailing cry that resounded through the mountains.

The black tiger pounced directly on the old monkey at a speed like a violent wind.

If there is no tiger in the mountains, the monkey can be called the king.

Encountering the black tiger among the four elephants, the old monkey had no intention of resisting at all, and quickly rushed towards the mountains and dense forests.

Although he was summoned by Rahula, if he died here, he was really dead.

Among the four elephants, Xuanwu and Suzaku were the weakest, but the two of them did not rush to attack, but used their own advantages to turn into the two formation eyes of the Mandarin Duck Array, and increased the power of the Mandarin Duck Array with the help of the Four Elephant Flags.

The power of the four elephants was blessed on the Yin God soldiers below at the same time, and the sword light they wielded each of them carried the power of the four elephants that represented the material composition, and the Dharma protectors brought out by Rahula were originally suppressed by the power of the forbidden law, and they were encouraged to resist with their portable weapons, and now with the addition of the power of the four elephants, they are more like lambs to be slaughtered.

One by one, the Dharma Protector monks were cut to the ground, their blood and death qi were surging, and even the Buddha nature in their bodies was not able to enter the six realms of reincarnation with their souls, but was absorbed by the four elephant flags waved in Gan Zitai's hands.

On the back of the Four Elephant Flags, the evolved netherworld scene became more and more realistic.

With Xuanwu and Suzaku as the eyes of the formation, it evolved into the shape of Taiji, and the power of the soldiers and blood was intertwined, forming a tide like a wave, hitting the treasure raft at the foot of Rahula, trying to knock him back into the dust.

Although Rahula watched his Sangha being slaughtered, he knew that it would be the folliest thing to do to rescue the Sangha now.

Gan Zitai in front of him is the core of everything, and only by suppressing him can all problems be solved.

The remaining wild god phantoms, led by a lion, have approached the statue of the bull-headed king manifested by Gan Zitai, but in the shape of Taiji formed by Xuanwu and Suzaku, it is like being dragged by an invisible force, and the speed is more than a step slower.

Gan Zitai seized the opportunity, turned the tiger head knife in his hand into a swift shadow, and took the lead in slashing at a wild god, and the hard work accumulated in the past few days burned, turning into a storm flame.

was originally suppressed by the forbidden power of the Mandarin Duck Array, and then rushed by the spirit wolf smoke, and the entire wild god phantom screamed, just like a lonely soul and wild ghost, and could not exert any magical power at all.

Gan Zitai raised his knife and fell, and slashed the phantom of the wild god with one sword.

Dozens of kilometers away, a temple slammed its statue, and the idol enshrined in it suddenly fell apart.

That's why in the real battlefield, even the righteous gods of Huaxia are reluctant to take action in person.

Because on the battlefield, gods like them, who do not have enough karmic support, are impacted by tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of military evil spirits, and they are a little stronger than lonely souls and wild ghosts.

Gan Zitai was unforgiving, and the tiger head knife in his hand drew a round of Taiji, and then slashed at the nearest other wild god.

The vajra in Rahula's hand fell, repelling Gan Zitai, and the two fought together in an instant.

The sound of the vajra and the tiger head knife colliding with each other continued to sound, and after fighting for more than a dozen moves, Rahula became more and more anxious.

Although he used the magic power of the Crossing World Treasure Raft, the Four Elephant Banner in Gan Zitai's hand strengthened the power of the forbidden law, although he was not beaten to the mortal dust, but the blessings brought to him by the Crossing World Treasure Raft were not much.

On the other side, the more than a dozen wild gods summoned not to mention participating in the battlefield between themselves and Gan Zitai, even under the forbidden power of the Mandarin Duck Array, it was difficult to protect themselves.

The white elephant and the old monkey were chased and killed by the black tiger and the black dragon among the four elephants, but the kung fu of these dozen moves has already divided the winner and loser.

The dragon's claws easily crushed the white elephant's skull, turning into a sparkling Buddha light, which was absorbed by the Four Elephant Banners.

The black dragon blessed by the Four Elephant Banner became even more arrogant, chasing after the remaining wild gods.

Although he still had a lotus petal left in his arms, in this case, it was just a matter of delaying death for a while.

But the most important thing is not that he may be killed, the most important thing is that he brought out three hundred Dharma Protector Monks, more than a dozen enlightened wild gods, if they all die in battle here, and they also have a grudge against a powerful cultivator, what about the inheritance of Xijia Temple?

At this moment, a beastly roar sounded in Rahula's ears.

"Praise be to my name, and I will lend you strength out of trouble?"

It's an evil god!

Rahula's forehead throbbed.

The look on his face was like crying and laughing, but he didn't expect that when he was in the most danger, he was not the Buddha who worshiped day and night, but the evil god who led people to fall.

The sound of the beast venerable roaring like a wild beast continued to sound.

Lin Mosheng ruined his good deeds, and of course he would not let Lin Mosheng have a good time.

So what Lin Mosheng wants to do, he will sabotage.

Lin Mosheng himself, even Him, couldn't calculate a little bit of information because of the [Chaoyao] and Xiyi Law, but Gan Zitai was here, he could easily sense it.

In his most perilous moment, He chose to tempt Rahula.

Anyway, it's just a blessing for Him.

If you can really lure a Theravada Buddhist protector monk to become your follower, and then kill Lin Mosheng's right-hand man in front of him, it will be a big profit.

Without waiting for Rahura to answer, the beast venerable continued to have visions in Rahula's mind.

A vision of him and Lin Merson's feast.

An illusion is that Lin Mosheng led the Yin soldiers to completely exterminate the Xijia Temple, and his face was excited to search for the Buddha's golden lotus.

"You have the power of fate, you should know that both images are true, but one is in the past and the other is in the future."

The beast venerable followed, "Do you want to cause the inheritance of the entire Xijia Temple to come to an end because of your negligence for a while?" ”

Rahula had not yet fallen, so he struggled to resist the temptation of the beast lord while fighting Gan Zitai.

Gan Zitai didn't realize that the beast venerable was really seducing Rahula, but he obviously sensed that Rahula's strength was rapidly decreasing, and it seemed that there was something wrong with him.

"Kill those wild gods, that's where his power comes from!"

Gan Zitai roared angrily, and instructed the Yin soldiers not to spend time on those monks, but to deal with the Rahula in front of them first.

"Order!"

The Yin God soldiers who received the order gave up chasing and killing the already defeated Dharma Protector Monk, turned into a violent wind, and a team of ten people, cooperated with the Black Tiger, and the Black Dragon slashed the wild god phantom summoned by Rahula.

These wild god phantoms have no ability to resist at all, and can only scatter and flee, but in the battlefield, how can they escape the pursuit and killing of the Yin God soldiers who have blessed the power of the four elephant winds.

Every ten seconds, a wild god was surrounded, and one after another slashed down and smashed it to pieces.

With the fall of the wild gods one by one, at the feet of Rahula, the treasure raft formed by the praise of the wild gods is also rapidly weakening, the lotus flower is withering, his aura is further reduced, and even suppressing Gan Zitai has become difficult.

There are even many wild gods who have issued vicious curses to Rahula before they die, which is the consequence of practicing the praise of the hundred gods and forcibly igniting these wild gods who are not deeply rooted.

"Do you want to die here? After death, he was absorbed by that banner and didn't even have a chance to be reincarnated? ”

The beast venerable who succeeded as the sixth elder on the battlefield continued to defeat Rahula's Buddha nature.

And this is exactly the most unacceptable point for Rahula.

He could die, but he couldn't accept that the inheritance of Sijia Temple was destroyed because of him, and he couldn't accept that he didn't even have the opportunity to reincarnate and rebuild.

"No!"

In the curses of the wild gods, Rahula's rationality was finally defeated by the beast venerable, and the beast nature in his body surged like a poisonous snake awakened after hibernation.

In his arms, the last lotus petal quickly blackened, serving as a medium, along with the void, but this time it was no longer to pray for the power of the Buddha to descend, but to pray for an extraterritorial evil god.

Rahula's already burly body further expanded, his muscles were no longer a vajra-like pale gold, but turned ink, and the tissues that continued to grow in his body were no longer human.

Pieces of crocodile-like leather armor wrapped around the strong muscles, and on the tail vertebrae, the newborn flesh broke through the original shell and turned into a hideous bone tail, like a slender whip, and the sharp claws of the palms shone with an eerie cold glow.

More changes appeared in the body, two new hearts were born, beating vigorously to inject more blood into the body, so that the body that was already like a beast could move easily, and the breath from the mouth and nose had a greasy fragrance, and the source of the fragrance was the poisonous sac that was still growing.

The beast venerable was in the void, looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Buddhists are the most difficult type of person to seduce the degenerate, but once successful, the benefits are self-evident.

Buddhism is too particular about the body like glass, so once they fall, their Dharma cultivation can be transformed into the power of the evil god almost without loss, just like pouring new liquid into a glass bottle.

Usually, such as a Buddhist disciple like Rahuluo, the beast venerable has no intention of luring the other party to fall, because once he does not succeed, but is caught by Rahuluo, an old monk will take action and quickly clean up his arrangements in this realm.

And now, seducing a Buddhist disciple to fall, it is worth no less than secretly obtaining the identity of the god Bayan.

"Get out of here!"

The beast venerable immediately gave an order to Rahula, although he also wanted to kill Gan Zitai and teach Lin Mosheng a lesson.

But after being an extraterritorial evil god for so many years, his reason told him that since Lin Mosheng knew that he was peeping in the dark and dared to divide his troops to attack, it meant that the other party must be prepared.

Otherwise, a fool would not have cultivated to this point.

At the moment when there was a change in Rahuluo's body, Lin Mosheng, who had been paying attention to the entire battlefield situation through Gan Zitai, chuckled, "Want to go?" ”

His expression was solemn, and he adjusted the strength of the soldier master in the group, and looked at the battlefield, "I am the soldier master, and this place is a bloody battle for Asura." ”