Chapter 210: Three Thousand Six Hundred Dharmas
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"Shi Jiafa, it really can't be underestimated, I was captured by it just by looking at it. Fortunately, there is a divine seal to protect him, otherwise his divine consciousness is lost in this vast and boundless dharma thought, and I am afraid that he will never be able to find it again. ”
Feeling that he was just in a trance just now, the luck on his head disappeared for a while, Chang Jin was startled, and he didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest.
"Did you let this person escape again?" As soon as Chang Jin's divine consciousness broke free, he was sensed by several monks who were manipulating the magic circle, and the seal on their hands flew quickly, and in an instant, an endless whirlpool rose in the void, trapping Chang Jin in it.
Seeing the starry sky above his head, Chang Jin subconsciously thought that he had fallen into an illusion again, and hurriedly swept it with the Divine Seal True Text, but there was no change in front of him, "It's not an illusion? ”
He didn't expect that he had just escaped from the realm of the exotic evil god and fallen into the Liberation Family Enchantment. With his previous experience, Chang Jin did not panic, but stared at the statue of the Buddha Ancestor not far away. With the protection of the true text of the divine seal, I am not afraid of losing my divine consciousness and not knowing it.
But seeing that the second golden body suddenly became a big hand, he raised it and took a direct shot on the top of Chang Jin's head.
The palm of the hand is the size of a grinding plate, and the texture on it is clearly visible, Chang Jin looked up, and there were mountains and rivers faintly emerging in the texture. The mountains are towering, the clear water is surging, it is not a vain form, but the spiritual power of the mountains and rivers is integrated into it. It feels like a piece of land has fallen with a bang, followed by a landslide and a crack.
Such blessings are completely the power of heavenly might. It is majestic, the clouds are thick, the turbidity waves are empty, rolling and surging, and they are swept away, and they are simply irresistible.
In a trance, Chang Jin had the situation of Sun Monkey being pressed on Wuzhi Mountain in his mind.
There was still a dozen zhang away, and he felt that the long pillar of luck above his head began to crumble, and his body seemed to be frozen and bound there, unable to move at all. Chang Jin held the hilt of the sword and wanted to raise it to deal with it, but he felt that the sword that was connected with the soul in the past seemed to have ten thousand powers, and he couldn't raise it at all.
Sun Monkey was pressed with five fingers, not because he didn't want to escape, but because he couldn't. In this kind of situation, Chang Jin couldn't escape the big palm print at all. What can be done is to continue to condense the spiritual power around the body.
"Ding" In the boundless oppression, the sword finally made a crisp humming sound. Chang Jin put his feet on the ground, the aura surging wildly between his limbs and hundreds of bones, holding a sword in his hand, gritting his teeth and stabbing out.
One sword breaks ten thousand laws, I don't know how many evil gods and ghosts have been killed under this sword, so that I have today's awe-inspiring bearing, and I have such arrogance, how can I even be caught without resisting.
But seeing that the sword light drew an arc in the void, it stabbed at the Great Mudra of Shakzu with difficulty.
In an instant, this big mudra seemed to turn into a boundless dungeon again, and countless ghosts and ghosts swarmed down in the thick mist.
Chang Jin is in it, like a leaf swaying in the wind and rain, which may be dropped at any time.
But he didn't flinch in the slightest, under the overwhelming coercion, the long sword in his hand danced rapidly, the sword was superimposed layer by layer, and dozens of true texts were attached to it, making a sharp buzzing sound.
At this moment, the entire void seemed to be still. Then the wind and clouds changed color.
The sword stabbed out with the magnificent momentum of slashing all things in heaven and earth, and where the sword light passed, the towering mountains, the surging rivers, the overwhelming black fog, and the miserable ghosts were all cut into pieces, and then they were sucked in by the phantom of the divine seal and swept away.
The monks who were manipulating the circle spat out a mouthful of blood in unison. In this small world, they can only barely manifest it, and now with a full blow, the Dharma of the Ancestors in it will be damaged, which will naturally cause a backlash.
As expected, the greater the risk, the more reward.
Chang Jin could clearly sense the changes in the Divine Seal at this moment, and the airflow was running in a mysterious trajectory, purifying the mana of the Buddha family that had just been absorbed one by one.
Then I only felt that in the muddy palace, several true texts had emerged from the big seal and floated on it.
Chang Jin released his divine consciousness in the true text, and countless mysteries of the Buddha's method flowed in the divine consciousness, which was profound and mysterious, which was very different from the Taoist inheritance.
"If it is nine mountains, eight seas, one day and one moon, four continents, six desires and heavens, and three days of initial meditation, it is a small world. ”
"Set a thousand small worlds, overlaid with two meditations for three days, for a small thousand worlds. ”
"Set a thousand small worlds, overlaid with three Zen for three days, for one thousand worlds. Set a thousand worlds, covered with four meditations and nine heavens, and four empty heavens, for a thousand worlds......"
As the Dao True Text was fused by Chang Jin's divine sense, the essence of the Buddha's mysteries also appeared in his mind.
It seems that I guessed correctly, the so-called divine domain, or enchantments, formations, etc., in the final analysis, are all opening up another space. This space is as large as the above, calling itself a small thousand worlds, and then collecting one thousand, it can be a middle thousand world, and the highest one thousand worlds of the Buddha family is three thousand large thousand worlds.
"Tens of billions of Mount Meru, tens of billions of suns and moons, called three thousand worlds. If it is the three thousand worlds of the Ganges sand in the ten directions, it is called the world of one interpretation, and there is no more interpretation in the middle, and it is really a liberation of the ancestors. ”
"Every small world has the same form, with Mount Meru in the center, and through the sea, stands on the wheel of the earth, under which is the golden wheel, then the water wheel, and then the wind wheel, and beyond the wind wheel is the void...... For example, it is nine mountains and eight seas, one day and one moon, four continents, six desires, and three days of early meditation, which is a small world. ”
Although these true texts of the Buddha family are not complete, Chang Jin can comprehend a few refining methods of the small thousand worlds from the two by combining the Underworld Void Void Texts left by the Exotic Evil God when he died.
Knowing the refining method in it, it is no longer difficult to break the magic circle in front of you.
However, he didn't fly out with his sword immediately, but continued to absorb the mana of the Shi family in it.
Those monks had not yet sensed the abnormality in the array, but continued to inject spiritual power. In a blink of an eye, the statue of Shakzu turned into an eight-armed appearance, with seals on both hands, the karma wisdom seal, the Great Sun Law Definition Seal, and the Mida Liduan Seal, all kinds of mudras were dazzling.
In the void, countless magic thoughts condensed into handprints and rushed in, and each attack had an overwhelming momentum. Chang Jin has always been as steady as a rock and has not been defeated. Knowing the operating rules, it is naturally easy to deal with it.
"What's going on?" a monk cried out in shock.
"Xiaoqian World, the Ancestor Dharma, can't even transform this person," the children of the Seven Treasure Monks also exclaimed, "Half a cent of luck on the top of the head has not been consumed"
The long-eyebrow monk couldn't sit still any longer, shouted a Buddha horn, and said with a gloomy face: "What kind of treasure is this son in his body, with the strength of six of me, but he can't shake the fundamentals." ”
That Fa Nian just now was already the strongest attack of the six people, and I didn't want to be able to resist the other party.
He already has a little regret in his heart now, he knew that this was the case, and let the other party leave quietly, so why bother.
Just thinking about it, the monk next to him opened his mouth and asked, "Senior brother, what should I do now, let this person out of the battle?"
"No," the long-eyebrow monk shook his head and refused, "Today's actions are already endless, if we let the other party go, there will be endless troubles." Now that this feud has been settled, we must temper this person's juniors and disciples today, and we must not leave behind any longer, even if it costs a lot. ”
Staring at the young Taoist in the big array, the long-eyebrow monk gave an order.
"Yes, if I don't go to hell, who will?" the remaining monks ordered in unison. With a layer of indescribable treasure light around his body, the light flickered, and the aura surged out. Judging from the physiognomy, it is more solemn than before
The aura penetrates through the void and is injected into the body of the Buddha's Dharma Phase.
In the end, the statue of Shakzu exploded, turning into 3,600 Dharma thoughts, and then falling into the Dharma circle.
Chang Jin was now familiar with the laws of the small world, and he could naturally sense the thousands of laws in them. I was immediately awe-inspiring in my heart, knowing that these monks couldn't attack for a long time, and began to fight with their lives.
However, he was not worried in his heart, but let these three thousand six hundred Dharma thoughts enter his muddy palace.
As soon as these magic thoughts entered it, they condensed into the appearance of the eight Heavenly Dragon Protectors, holding magic weapons and attacking according to Chang Jin's divine sense.
Chang Jin also wanted to try the true text of Buddhism that he had comprehended, and his mind turned, and hundreds of divine senses were also divided into the divine seal, and then the true text was attached to it. But when the golden light flashed, a tall and solemn statue of the Buddha Buddha appeared
"What the hell is going on?" several monks were stunned again.
Originally, they wanted to attack with 3,600 Dharma Thoughts and kill this person. Unexpectedly, the other party would also release his magical powers. And judging from the statue of the god of the Buddha family he summoned, one with one head and four sides, standing with eight arms, and a vertical eye in the center of the eyebrows, it is the law of the Ming king.
As soon as this Ming King Faxiang appeared, he continuously formed hand seals, and then an endless divine fire ignited behind him, and the divine fire spread down from the sky, burning away according to the eight heavenly dragon protectors.
The king of the Ming Dynasty is the body of the chakra of the Buddhas, also known as the king of the kings. King Ming was furious and burned thousands of miles.
At this moment, once the Dharma Protector transformed by thousands of Dharma Thoughts was contaminated with raging flames, it immediately collapsed and turned into a trace of aura. Before these thoughts could escape, the Divine Seal sucked them in.
In a breath, it has been transformed into a trace of gray qi. After turning again, it completely dissolved, turned into a true text and re-attached to the seal of the Ming King.
With the help of this true text, the Ming King imagined by Chang Jin became stronger and stronger. At first, it was only two or three zhang high, and later it was five or six zhang golden. On the other hand, the eight protectors of the six monks' Dharma thoughts were screaming in the flames.
The Dharma Mind was extinguished, and the six monks outside the formation were constantly counterattacked, and now they were bleeding from the seven orifices, their faces were as dilapidated as zombies, and most of the luck on their heads had fallen, they were originally all cyan, but now they were only white, and they could no longer maintain the big array.
With a pop, the wind whipped up.
Chang Jin's eyes changed again, and the whole person had returned to the main hall.
Not far in front of him, six monks fell to the ground in unison, their expressions shrinking. In the end, the 3,600 Dharma thoughts had already been urged by their natal spiritual power, and all of them were destroyed, and their divine souls and spiritual consciousness were severely damaged. Today's body is not as good as ordinary people.
At this moment, the Ming King in Chang Jin's body was burning with flames, and there was no foreign magic thought in the muddy palace.
In the face of these monks, he had no intention of showing mercy to his subordinates, and directly swung his sword up and finished them all
Now that the six Dharma Kings of the Shi family that he invited were killed, Wu Lingbo, who was originally hiding next to him and was already half dead, turned into a cloud of black smoke and fled into the distance.