Chapter Ninety-Five: I Can't Do It?

With such an idea, coupled with the fact that what this mysterious Terran monk has done has seriously violated the bottom line of Buddhism, so no matter what, Manjushri will definitely take action against him.

Thinking of this, he didn't think much about it anymore, anyway, after he directly captured it, all the mysteries would be solved, and the water would come out!

His eyes froze, and he stretched out his hand towards the gate of the Red Dust Residence, and a force appeared out of thin air, about to push the door open.

However, as the Eighteen Arhats and Li Jing said before, they disappeared directly, without any fluctuations.

Although this is a random push, it is also derived from the power of Da Luo Jin Xian, which is enough to push a mountain open, and at this moment, it did not even push open this simple door, and not even a trace of sound came out!

The Dragon Descending Arhat had already expected it, "Bodhisattva, we have already tried, and no attack, including spells and physical bodies, can open this portal!"

This once made him doubt his life!

Li Jing also nodded in agreement.

"Of course, I know that what you say is true, but I just want to find out for myself. ”

After saying that, Manjushri walked directly to the front of the gate, stretched out his hands and pushed hard.

However, the wooden door did not move.

This bodhisattva's eyes gradually sharpened, the strength of his hands continued to increase, and the sleeves on his arms were automatic without wind!

This is a pinnacle Da Luo Jin Immortal who is personally taking action!

It is no exaggeration to say that the strength of his Manjushri Bodhisattva alone is definitely more than the sum of the eighteen arhats plus Li Jing!

An old Da Luo Jin Immortal, the power he can burst out is unimaginable, and he can subvert everything in this world!

It is not comparable to a group of Taiyi Golden Immortals at all, let alone an old powerhouse like Manjushri who survived from the ancient era, his strength is too unfathomable, he is a rare powerhouse in the Three Realms, and he belongs to the top ranks!

Therefore, after seeing Manjushri take action in person, the eighteen Arhats, including Li Jing, all stood aside and watched, observing carefully, hoping to understand something from it, and at the same time avoid being affected by the aftermath of that powerful mana.

As the mana in Manjushri's hand continued to strengthen, a terrifying cyclone appeared around his body, hovering in the air, exuding a terrifying might.

Eighteen Arhats and Li Jing all hid in the rear, watching this scene in horror.

"I haven't seen the Bodhisattva in person for many years, and when I see it today, it's still so powerful!"

"Yes, as one of the supreme beings of my Buddha Sect, it has been a long time since the Bodhisattva has done anything worthy of his personal action. ”

"I don't know where this red dust is sacred, and what kind of thing this seemingly ordinary courtyard is, so I can't do anything about it, and I have to bother the Bodhisattva!"

After seeing Manjushri get his hands on it, the Eighteen Arhats couldn't help but whisper behind him.

In their impression, Manjushri has always been on high above, and because the heaven and earth have always been peaceful since the gods, they have gradually calmed down, and there are few more fights.

Even if there are some things that require the use of force, most of them are big and small demons and monsters that endanger the human world, and their realm and strength are very low, and they can be taken down by sending some people at will.

Therefore, they rarely have the opportunity to see these great supernatural beings make a move.

Now that I have the opportunity to see it, of course, it is very cherished, and every arhat consciously and seriously watches it.

But that's what makes them very confused.

The entire Chang'an City is an ordinary appearance, only this so-called Red Dust Residence, although there is nothing abnormal, but it makes them helpless, and now it is even more necessary for Manjushri to take action personally!

Even now, after Manjushri made his move, the gate still didn't move!

This seemingly ordinary wooden door gradually became terrifying in the eyes of their arhats.

What kind of gate can stop a peak Da Luo Jin Immortal?

Li Jing couldn't help but be frightened.

He knows very well what kind of strength Manjushri has, and his background is unimaginable, and now he can't even open a door?

In front of the gate of the Red Dust House.

Manjushri pressed his hands tightly against the wooden door, and the surging mana continued to gush out, pouring into his hands, trying to push open the hateful wooden door.

The terrifying cyclone is converging, extinguishing, and reappearing around you!

He felt that it still didn't have any effect, and even a terrifying thought came out of his heart.

He felt that his hands had not even been able to really touch the wooden door, but had simply placed it on the space in front of the door!

Otherwise, why can't you push it away?

But it doesn't make sense to say this, how can a piece of space resist Da Luo?

And, even if it were, he should be aware of it!

Manjushri gritted his teeth.

His face turned away from the arhats, and his expression became very gloomy.

He is actually very proud, he used to be one of the twelve golden immortals in front of him, he is a disciple of a saint, although he is now worshipping Buddhism, he also directly has a very high status, occupying a bodhisattva position, but now he can't even open a portal made of wooden planks in a mortal city?

This was hard for him to accept!

Whether the wooden door is touched, or it looks, or even felt with the divine sense, it looks ordinary, and it feels the same as the wood growing in the wild, but it can't cause the slightest damage to it no matter what!

He's done it with all his might!

The mana is surging, drumming around the body, and every wisp of breath can crush the mountains and rivers!

It's just that these were deliberately controlled by him, and he didn't let the Eighteen Arhats and Li Jing see it, he was afraid of being embarrassed!

What the hell is the origin of this damn rotten wood!

At the same time as I was depressed in my heart, that magical sense of familiarity appeared again, and it was so real and thick!

It's a sense of déjà vu, as if there is some kind of fate in the dark, but it's not like it.

As a Da Luo Jin Immortal, he should be able to break through some fate, but he has never been able to understand where this feeling comes from and why it appears.

Time passed minute by minute, and the dragon descending Arhat and others also realized that something was wrong.

Manjushri, it seems, is in a stalemate with the wooden door?

But out of respect and concern for their face, they did not speak.

It's just that I am even more afraid of this mysterious courtyard in my heart, and even Manjushri can't help it!

In the end, Manjushri reluctantly let go of his hand.

Although the sky here is not obvious, it is difficult for outsiders to know, but it is not a way to be embarrassed in front of his subordinates like this!

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