Chapter 2 Immovable as a Mountain, Zhenyue Bowl
Zhou Yan's seemingly calm words revealed an unquestionable resoluteness, as if what he said was the truth, and what he said was the truth, which made people unable to doubt, question, or refute from the heart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
At this time, Zhou Yan, who had left the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and the Sanxing Cave of the Oblique Moon, faced the arhat who was raising the bowl from the Western Heaven Buddhism in front of him, and did not show any humility, respect, and a kind expression, but completely revealed his own unruly, even arrogant and arrogant demeanor.
"Nan Wu Amitabha, it turns out that Daoyou is the Monkey King who has been suppressed by my Buddha Rulai for a thousand years, I didn't expect you to appear here, it seems that you have escaped from the foot of the Five Elements Mountain. However, fellow Daoist, you are really fascinated by the appearance, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, everything in the world has a fixed number, and there is cause and effect. You make trouble in the heavenly palace in the front, and I am suppressed by my Buddha in the back, it can be said that you make trouble in the heavenly palace as the cause, and I am suppressed by my Buddha as the result, this cause and effect, all are fate, all are the will of heaven, is it possible that the thousand years of cultivation under the Five Elements Mountain, have you not understood the mystery?"
At this time, the arhat who was threatened by Zhou Yan's words was not frightened by Zhou Yan, but persuaded Zhou Yan with a kind expression like a virtuous monk.
Just as among the many bodhisattvas in the Western Heavenly Elysium, there are eight bodhisattvas who have actually reached the Buddha status of the Golden Immortal Realm, and the eighteen arhats are the existence of the bodhisattvas who have actually reached the heavenly immortal realm in the Arhat fruit position, so the bowl-lifting arhats with the self-confidence of the heavenly immortal realm cultivation will face Zhou Yan without fear.
Because, if you calculate according to time, when Zhou Yan broke through to the realm of transforming gods in the Northern Desert, the Arhat was sent down to the mortal realm by the Buddha, and before Zhou Yan reached the foot of the Five Elements Mountain, he had already come here from the Lingshan Da Lei Yin Temple to the mortal realm, and he felt in his heart that this might be a chance for him to advance to the Golden Immortal Realm, so he had been concentrating on cultivation here and not asking about the world, so he didn't know what Zhou Yan had before him, such as breaking the Five Elements Mountain, Get rid of the thousand-year-old layout of Western Heaven Buddhism, kill Lingji Bodhisattva, recast the Huaguo Mountain Demon Clan, and even make trouble in the Heavenly Palace for the second time.
"Hmph! What fate, what providence, What cause and effect, after the birth of this seat, I swore that I would never believe in these things again, this seat only believes in my own hands, and the wishful golden hoop stick in my hand, even if the sky wants to stop me, then I will pierce this day, let the three realms be vast, this seat will never be afraid, this seat will use his own hands in these three realms to kill a bloody road, a road to sanctification that belongs to this seat, and you are a stepping stone on the road to sanctification of this seat, your Western Heaven Buddhism is the advanced platform on the road to sanctification of this seat, one day this seat will hit the Lingshan Da Lei Yin Temple, ruined your Western Heaven Elysium, Lingji Bodhisattva is the first, and you are the second, let this seat send you back to your Western Heaven Elysium for free today", Zhou Yan sneered, looking at the bowl Arhat with cold eyes.
"What? You actually killed Lingji Bodhisattva, you monkey is really an unforgivable sin", after hearing the news, the originally calm expression of the arhat was suddenly broken, and he shouted loudly.
"Hahaha, that's right, Lingji was killed by this seat, so what? Who let him have bad luck and hit the hands of this seat, who did he kill if he didn't kill him, and now you also hit the hands of this seat, this seat is going to send you on the road today, of course, if you are afraid, you can cut yourself, then you can save a lot of effort from this seat", in the face of the question of the Arhat who raised the bowl, Zhou Yan laughed mercilessly and sarcastically raised the Arhat.
Although there is nothing abnormal in the ordinary Zhou Yan's performance, he has been suppressed by the Buddha for a full five hundred years, and reincarnated for a full five hundred years. Five hundred years of reincarnation, although Zhou Yan did not seem to be told anything, but the pain is only known to himself, and his Western Buddhism has not gradually faded over time, but is like wine, the more precipitated, the more profound, Zhou Yan can be said to have been waiting for the moment when the resentment hidden in his heart erupts, and when it explodes, it may be the day when Western Heaven Buddhism will be destroyed.
"Sun Wukong, don't be complacent too early, the poor monk, as one of the eighteen Arhats of Western Heaven Buddhism, has decided that he will not be captured, if you want the life of the poor monk, just get it yourself", the arhat raised the bowl and shouted with a solemn expression.
"Hahaha, if you want to take your life, it's not simple, it's really a waste of time in this seat", Zhou Yan laughed, took a step forward, his own divine power operated, and he threw a punch.
With Zhou Yan's punch, the Heaven and Earth Fire Vitality in the void turned into beating golden thunder and lightning attached to the surface of Zhou Yan's fist, forming a layer of powerful thunderbolts, swinging towards the Arhat who raised the bowl.
Even when Zhou Yan swung this punch, the Heaven and Earth Fire Vitality around the Bowl Arhat was also pulled by Zhou Yan's breath, and it jumped out of place, turning into a golden arc of thunder wrapped around the Arhat's body, like a chain of thunder light, blocking the Bowl Arhat in it, making it impossible to get out.
With Zhou Yan's comprehension of the true meaning of the three styles of boxing of the Emperor's Fist, his comprehension of the first six styles of the Optimus Nine Style Stick Method is also more and more profound, and even it can be transformed into the Optimus Nine Style Fist Method, and its power is not much inferior.
If it is said that the first six styles of the Optimus Nine-style stick method performed by Sun Wukong in the previous life are only stuck to the form, but they have reached the point of perfection, then now Zhou Yan has already comprehended the true meaning of the martial arts of the first six styles of the Optimus Nine-style stick method, and has reached the realm of transcendent sanctification, and Zhou Yan, who has the pure yang true body of King Kong's incorruptible body, has already infinitely approached the quality of the acquired Dao soldier under the tempering of the sun true fire, so even if he only uses his fists, his power will not become weaker。
"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, my Buddha is merciful, and the sea of suffering is boundless", facing Zhou Yan's menacing, he raised the bowl and folded his hands, his eyes were slightly closed, his complexion returned to stability, and he recited a Buddha name in his mouth.
In the sound of the Buddha's trumpet, a brass-colored bowl glowing with endless yellow Buddha light appeared in front of the Arhat.
The seemingly ordinary brass bowl that suddenly emerged showed its extraordinary side, and layers of yellow Buddha light spread from the brass bowl, shrouding the body of the Arhat who raised the bowl, and a feeling of immobility like a mountain emanated from the body of the Arhat, as if the Arhat at this time was like a towering mountain standing on the earth, unshakable.
And Zhou Yan's punch "Thunder Wanjun" hit the yellow Buddha light barrier in front of the Arhat, the thunder and lightning dissipated, and the Buddha light barrier produced violent fluctuations, looming, it seemed to be in danger, and even the ground under the feet of the two of them shook slightly, but in the end they stubbornly regained their calm.
"Lifting the bowl, lifting the bowl, it is worthy of lifting the bowl Arhat, your bowl is a little interesting", Zhou Yan's eyes were full of golden flames, and his fiery eyes were displayed, and he saw the root cause at a glance.
The breath of the whole person of the Arhat who raised the bowl, under the traction of the brass bowl in front of him, was cleverly connected with the breath of the earth within a radius of thousands of miles around him, as if it had become a part of the land under his feet, and his own punch could be said not to hit the body of the Arhat who raised the bowl, but to hit the land of thousands of miles in this regard, and was evenly damaged by the earth's own divine power, so his own punch could not destroy the Buddha light barrier in front of the Arhat who raised the bowl.
This is also the reason why when he entered this ancient temple before, he did not find the Arhat holding the bowl, because his breath was connected by the earth, and his divine consciousness and perception mistakenly thought that he was a part of the earth, so he did not discover his existence.
"Amitabha, let the Taoist friends smile, the poor monk only has this one bowl to hold, and please forgive the Taoist friends", the Arhat stood firmly in front of him in the protection of the Buddha's light in the brass bowl, smiled slightly, sat down cross-legged, folded his hands, and whispered in his mouth, as if he was going to fight a tough battle with Zhou Yan.
"However, you are still happy too early, do you really think that a small bowl can block the attack of this seat?", Zhou Yan chuckled lightly on his face.
"Daoyou said and laughed, the poor monk's Zhenyue bowl, although it is not a congenital Taoist soldier created by heaven and earth, but it is also an acquired Taoist soldier obtained by the poor monk's chance, which can gather the vitality of the earth, although, there is no aggression, but the essence of its Buddha power barrier can be described as a mountain like a mountain, difficult to shake, even Guanyin Bodhisattva has praised its defensive power, the poor monk once did not know how many times it was because of this Zhenyue bowl to survive, Taoist friends, how do you break it", the bowl Arhat said confidently on his face.
"Are you going to hide in this turtle shell all the time and not get ready to come out?", Zhou Yan said softly.
"There is no merit in the poor monk, but there is one point, that is, the poor monk's sitting meditation skills are still passable, if the Taoist friend can endure loneliness, then accompany the poor monk here to participate in meditation together! The poor monk thinks that he will not have the Lingji Bodhisattva as powerful, since even the Lingji Bodhisattva has been defeated by the Taoist, the poor monk will naturally not be the opponent of the Taoist, so the poor monk will not fight with the Taoist, please rest assured that the Taoist friend", the Arhat said flatly.