A spell of hiding and hiding is naturally difficult for the Buddha.

He soon found a tree in the mountains, with dense branches and leaves, as if the sound of Buddha was flowing out.

The Buddha recited a mantra, became smaller, and threw himself into the dense branches.

On a small verdant leaf, the attic is the size of a dewdrop.

The Buddha pushed open the attic door.

Shami was beating the wooden fish inside, and when he saw him, he became nervous again.

The Buddha made the Dharma seal and slapped it on the doorpost, and the attic that was shaking suddenly stabilized.

Shami's face turned pale.

The Buddha put down his hand and said, "I have no intention of harming you. ”

He sat down in front of him, and a lotus flower rose from the ground and held him up.

Shami stared at him blankly

"I have great wisdom to speak to you. ”

Buddha said.

Here, the wind is calm.

On the other hand, fierce battles are rare in the world.

The sky trembled, a sea of fire raged, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses fought fiercely, and there was fire everywhere.

The Jade Emperor controlled the sword to guard the center, the sword light filled the sky, shattering the void, all the Buddhas were avoiding it, no one could resist his attack, but anyone who was hit by the sword light would fall from the sky.

The Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals fought under the cover of sword light, and their fighting spirit was boiling, like a chariot crushing the sky, rumbling.

In the heat of battle, there was also a loud noise on the surface.

Several hundred-meter-high giant peaks suddenly tilted and collapsed, crushing many reborn Buddhas to the ground.

In the midst of the rolling rocks, God rushed out.

Seeing that there were no giant peaks around him to attack, he asked Emperor Qinghua, "Where is the Buddha?"

"Thousands of miles away. ”

Emperor Qinghua replied.

The dazzling light shrouded his body, and he was still separating his avatar to deal with the many emergencies on the surface.

Gou Chen frowned slightly: "Does the Buddha need help?"

"Don't worry. ”

Emperor Qinghua shook his head and said, "The Buddha's magic power is boundless, he is in trouble, and we can't help him." ”

Gou Chen was right when he thought about it, so he said to Qinghua, turned into a silver rainbow and rushed to the sky.

Many Buddhas couldn't dodge, they were pierced and fell from the sky.

The flames of battle became more and more fierce with the addition of this silver rainbow, the fire was like a curtain, and the shouts and screams were intertwined.

The Venerable One in White made sufficient preparations, but the Buddhas were still retreating.

The difference in combat power is absolute, but he doesn't care too much.

No matter what, as long as the Buddhas can be reborn, he will win the war sooner or later.

The white-clothed Venerable turned his attention to Sun Wukong.

"You have the seal of the god of war, but you are not good at using it. ”

The Venerable in White said, "Why don't you give it back to me, let me create another god of war." ”

"It doesn't belong to you, so why talk about it?"

Sun Wukong waved his stick, and the fire was ten thousand ways, turning into a thousand soul maps and hanging in the air.

Layers of Ten Thousand Soul Diagrams surrounded the Venerable, and the golden light was like a birdcage, exuding vast divine might.

The white-clothed Venerable looked at it, but he couldn't see any signs of attack, not so much that these Ten Thousand Spirit Maps blocked him, but that he didn't want him to interfere in the battlefield again.

The Venerable in White didn't take the blockade seriously, picked up his speech skills, and stimulated him with words while withstanding Sun Wukong's attack.

But Sun Wukong turned a deaf ear to what he said.

While maintaining the Ten Thousand Souls Diagram, he used attacks to find the true body of the Venerable in White - however, the Venerable in White did not take it lightly, and did not show any traces from beginning to end.

There was a stalemate between two sticks of incense, and neither of them found anything.

The white-clothed Venerable shook his head: "You waste time like this, how many Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals have fallen because of this?"

Before he could finish his sentence, the sound of Buddha on the ground suddenly stopped.

The white-clothed Venerable looked down and finally changed his face.

"Qibaochi, why did you stop resurrecting?"

His voice was heard in the attic.

In the attic, the novice is kneeling to the Buddha.

The white-clothed Venerable's question rang in his ears, but he did not receive a reply.

The Buddha got up and said to the novice, "You are very talented, and if you study under me, you will achieve good results." ”

The novice bowed down and replied, "May you take refuge in the true way of the Shaman." ”

As if sensing its will, the attic roared, the clear spring outside gradually shrank, and the blooming lotus flowers closed one by one before disappearing.

After that, there was no more lotus flower on the surface.

"You resurrect the Buddha with the Seven Treasure Pool. ”

In the sky, Sun Wukong put the golden hoop stick on his shoulder, and said to the Venerable in White with a smile: "Now, it won't listen to you." ”

The white-clothed Venerable's face was slightly pale, and his heart was full of astonishment.

How could this be, his Seven Treasure Pool has rebelled?

This made the white-clothed Venerable unbelievable, the life of the Seven Treasure Pools came from him, life and death were all in his thoughts, even if the Buddha persecuted, he would not rebel.

"What ploy did you use?"

The Venerable in White asked Sun Wukong, believing that there must be a reason in it.

"There is no scheme. ”

However, Sun Wukong replied: "I guess the Buddha is easier to get along with than you." ”

If he were the Seven Treasure Pool, he would definitely defect to the Buddha.

At least, the Buddha's words have not progressed to such an advanced stage.

The white-clothed Venerable's face was slightly gloomy, and the change in the Seven Treasure Pools was completely from the Buddha.

How could that little Buddha be so convincing in Qibaochi?

The Venerable in White was full of puzzlement.

However, after being puzzled, he calmed down again.

"If I can give the Seven Treasure Pool supernatural powers, I can take it back. ”

The white-clothed Venerable said, "I am the Heavenly Emperor. ”

"But that takes time. ”

Sun Wukong shook his head: "They will end this war before those Buddhas are reborn." ”

Hearing this, the Venerable in White looked at the battlefield again.

The fact that the Buddhas were no longer reborn was immediately discovered by the immortals.

Where would the immortals let go of this opportunity, shouting and launching a fierce attack, the flames covered the sky like an ocean, and the lotus array collapsed one after another.

"Bold!"

The white-clothed Venerable clapped his palm, wanting to leave the blockade.

How could Sun Wukong let him break away, and immediately swung his bat.

The golden hoop rod quickly amplified in the air, and smashed down on the white-clothed Venerable with the power of a tyrant, and the sound was violent, suppressing the surrounding battlefield sounds.

The white-clothed Venerable Dharma collapsed, and then gathered again, completely suppressed by Sun Wukong.

"If we don't do it, we will lose this war. ”

A voice suddenly sounded on the white-clothed Venerable.

A few rays of light surfaced, and a vortex appeared in the void.

The white-clothed Venerable then grabbed the light, and the vortex disappeared.

However, Sun Wukong saw it.

He pulled away, his eyes sharpened.

"Do you have Buddha beads?"

How could he forget the familiar aura of the enemy.

The white-clothed Venerable's expression sank.

"That's it. ”

He looked up at Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong had not become a god of war, if he let the Buddha beads come out, even if he won this war, it would not make much sense.

"My Brahma Heavenly Court is far away from here, and all the immortals have not yet arrived. ”

The white-clothed Venerable said: "Sun Wukong, you have won this battle, and after a day, we will fight again." ”

He took one last look at the many Buddhas who were still fighting, and disappeared into white light.