Eight hundred and fortieth chapters Buddhist overbearing
Chapter 842: Buddhist domineering (first update)
Holding a lotus as clean as jade in one hand, the Bodhisattva who imprisoned the souls of Yu Ji and the three girls in the lotus looked at Wuqi from afar and suddenly laughed: "Why does this donor say this? These three are my Buddhist believers, who are destined to be with me. I have a great wish to transfer all the ghosts in the underworld into Buddhism and use this to achieve the Buddha's golden body."
He waved his hand and sprinkled a Buddha's light and fell down at Wuqi. The Bodhisattva said calmly: "The donor is a living person, and this is the residence of the dead. The donor should leave quickly, so don't disturb me, the quiet place of Buddhism."
A faint Buddha light contains infinite mysteries. A shadow of the world faintly reveals from the extremely tough Buddha light. This Buddha light actually contains all the power of the Buddha's kingdom in the palm of the hand. The Buddha light is still dozens of miles away from Wuqi, and the huge pressure that hits the face makes the clothes on Wuqi and others shatter.
A seemingly light blow has actually killed Wuqi and his group. The power of this Buddhist country in the palm of the palm is enough to suppress ordinary golden immortals. No matter how powerful you are, you will be forced to suppress this Buddha light. As for where you will be sent to and what treatment you will receive after being suppressed, only Buddhists know.
With the Bodhisattva's attack, many other Bodhisattvas and Arhats all joined together to chant the ten long verses and said: "Great compassion and great compassion to overcome the six realms of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattvas." With the chanting of these Bodhisattvas and Arhats, the power of the Buddha's light falling from the head suddenly increased ten thousand times.
The Bodhisattva's cultivation level was only at the peak of the Bodhisattva, and it was still a little different from the Buddha's realm. He was also the highest among the eight hundred Buddha Bodhisattvas. The cultivation level of other Bodhisattvas was very different from that of him. The other four strongest Bodhisattvas were only comparable to the third-grade golden immortals. However, after he swung the power of this Buddha light that surged ten thousand times, the suppression power was no different from the casual blow of ordinary Buddhas. He actually exerted the strength of the Buddha with the body of a Bodhisattva.
Wuqi snorted coldly, and his body suddenly expanded to a hundred feet in size. The dense dragon scales grew from his body, and the two dragon horns on his forehead emitted dazzling colorful light. A long roar to the sky made endless waves of the underworld fountain. Wuqi raised his hands and greeted the Buddha's light. "I have heard of the great and profound Buddhist Dharma for a long time. Today, let Xiao Wang experience it with his life!"
The Buddha's light fell lightly on Wuqi's hands, and huge pressure fell on his head. Even with Wuqi's cultivation, the clouds under his feet couldn't help but sink down, so they were hanging down into the underworld. A large area of Buddhist pure fire, which was as clear as glass, gushing out of the Buddha's light silently, surrounding Wuqi's body and burning quietly. The dragon scales on Wuqi's body emitted purple-gold light, and were entangled with the pure fire, making dull explosions from time to time.
A very gentle and generous voice sounded in Wuqi's ears. This voice kept persuading Wuqi to follow the good and surrendering to Buddhism, and persuaded him to put down his butcher's knife and become a Buddha. This voice kept infiltrating Wuqi's sea of consciousness, but all the sounds that penetrated Wuqi's sea of consciousness were swallowed by Wuqi. This is the naturalized divine sound power of Buddhism, which transformed into a wisp of mysterious sound to pass people into Buddhism.
The essence of this naturalized divine sound is the extremely pure Buddhist Zen power. With Wuqi's powerful and domineering practice of the Great Dharma of the World of Things Guiyuan, these Zen powers are not actively sending supplements to his door? Wuqi held the heavy Buddha light with both hands, and let the naturalized divine sound continue to inject into his deep sea. His soul opened his mouth excitedly like a glutton, swallowing these pure Zen powers, constantly digesting and nourishing himself.
After a stalemate for a quarter of an hour, the smallest arhats on the mountain were already dry and unable to speak. When their skin began to turn white, Wuqi finally waved his fist and smashed the Buddha's light above his head. The power of a world was destroyed by Wuqi. When the Buddha's light was shattered, the lotus platform where the Bodhisattva who took action made a crisp sound, and a lotus petal suddenly cracked a very long crack.
Wu Kee and laughed. These monks could not lose any rice if they steal chickens.
Those arhats with ugly faces and couldn't even speak, they injected their own Zen power into the light of the Bodhisattva Buddha who took action, and turned into a bad luck guy who attacked Wuqi. The naturalized divine sound they attacked Wuqi was digested by Wuqi in just a quarter of an hour. At this moment, the empty thought power in their heads no longer exists. If they want to restore their cultivation, they will have to adjust their breath well for at least three or five months.
After draining the mind power of tens of thousands of arhats, the Bodhisattva's lotus platform was shattered in a gap. Wuqi hugged his hands in front of his chest and sneered at the Bodhisattva: "Let go of the souls of the three girls, let me escort them to reincarnate, and give me a reward that is sufficient for the king to satisfy. I can not pursue your offense today. If not, hehe, I will break your bald head and destroy your temple. Let me see how your Buddhists will interfere in the six realms of reincarnation!"
With Wuqi's sneer, the Xuanyin Star Tower silently emerged from the top of his head, and countless silver-purple starlight spurted down, gathering tens of thousands of water tank-sized stars in the void and rotating. The roar of the stars as they rotated straight into the internal organs, shaking people's hearts and lungs.
The face of the Bodhisattva who was ineffective changed slightly. The lotus in his palm turned into a ray of white light and disappeared into his hands. The souls of the three women, Yu Ji and the three women, disappeared without a trace. He had forced the souls of the three women into his palm Buddha's kingdom, which was obvious that he was unwilling to hand over the person.
With a sneer, the Bodhisattva wearing a cassock with golden silk garlands, decorated with golden mandala flowers on his head, and pink lotus flowers on his shoulders said coldly: "I wonder which prince of Dayu you are? Why did you break into the quiet place of my Buddhist sect and disturb my Buddhist pure land? You still don't retreat quickly. Could it be that it will cause a conflict between my Buddhist sect and Dayu?"
Wuqi was stunned. The Xuanyin Star Tower above his head was able to use the magical power of evil dragon killing. He killed three Buddhas in this way, robbed the Buddha of Buddha, and killed tens of thousands of Buddhist monks. His shape should have been widely circulated in Buddhism, right? In front of him, the Great Bodhisattva of Ksitigarbha, the six paths of wisdom, does not even know who he is?
Moreover, he just accused Wuqi of trespassing into the quiet place of Buddhism, so why didn’t he say that his people had forced Wuqi’s people to abduct?
He snorted coldly, Wuqi gritted his teeth and said, "I am the King of Donghai, Dayu. A few months ago, it was Tan Lang, the Marquis of Donghai Prefecture in Dayu."
When he heard the title of Wuqi reported, the Bodhisattva just shook his head: "King of Donghai? I have never heard of your name. No matter who the donor is, as long as the donor leaves the underworld, I can not pursue the great sin of the donor trespassing into my Buddhist Pure Land today!"
Wuqi was stunned. He looked at the Bodhisattva in shock, and he didn't say anything about the three girls of Yu Ji. But he didn't know his name? I thought that he had killed three Buddhist Buddhas and robbed the Buddha of Buddha. The Buddha Lord Amitabha should have issued a wanted order to him. Why did he not react at all after hearing his name?
Ao Buzun muttered and said, "Is this guy a passing through the six realms? I have heard of his name. He is older than the current Buddhist master Amitabha. I am wrong. He should be older than the qualifications of dozens of Buddhist masters recently. He serves the Buddha, the Great Silk Buddha, a Buddhist master a hundred generations ago. He is a disciple of that generation of Buddhist masters. Later, the Buddhist master attacked the underworld, and he made an endless ambition to stay in the six realms of reincarnation."
Wuqi's eyes flashed, and he vaguely understood something. He coughed and smiled at the Bodhisattva, "I'd like to ask the Bodhisattva to return the souls of the three girls... Xiao Wang is in charge of the East China Sea, but there are also several Buddhist friends, just like the Buddha, who are Xiao Wang's most caring friends of life and death."
With his palm flipped, Wuqi took out the string of golden Buddhist beads that had been robbed from the Buddha Buddha. He smiled and said to the Bodhisattva, "Look, this is the gift that Xiao Wang has been awarded the title of King of Donghai. The Buddha Buddha gave to Xiao Wang." This string of golden Buddhist beads was the devil-controlling Buddha treasure that Amitabha personally refined for the Buddha Buddha Buddha. When Wuqi took out the Buddha Lord, the misty clouds swept across thousands of miles, and the surging Buddha light shone on the sky, and even the surging water suddenly became as clear as a mirror.
The other Bodhisattvas and Arhats looked at the Great Bodhisattva of Ksitigarbha who passed through the six realms of enlightenment, but the Great Bodhisattva just glanced at the Buddha's master and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He shook his head and said, "The donor is wrong. One thing goes one thing, and things cannot be confused. What I am discussing with the donor is the great sin of the donor trespassing into my Buddhist Pure Land. Even if the donor knows a few younger generations in my Buddhist school, he will not be able to wash away the donor's serious sin!"
When Wuqi heard this, his heart was as bright as a mirror. He called Buddha Futu a younger generation? The six paths of the six realms were indeed a kind! Obviously, he was not a member of the Buddha's current Buddha, and he did not need to use these small means to deceive him.
After stuffing the Buddhist beads back into the mustard world, Wuqi pointed at the Bodhisattva and shouted sternly: "Bald donkey, I have a good word to you. Finally, I ask you, will you hand over the souls of those three girls? If you hand over, I will turn around and leave. If you don't hand over..."
The Bodhisattva sneered, and his eyes rolled and shouted sternly: "Unfortunately, there is an unworthy disciple who colludes with you, a arrogant person. The person who came, set up the Six Paths of Mandala formation to save these evil people for me!"
After pondering for a moment, the Bodhisattva said directly: "That string of Buddhist beads is the most treasure of my Buddhist sect. How can it fall into the hands of outsiders? Quickly kill this evildoer and welcome that string of Buddhist treasures to return to my Buddhist sect!"
Ao Buzun was so angry that he cursed: "Bald donkey, if you want to kill someone and rob, just say it clearly. What did his grandmother say so nicely?"
With a 'sharp', Ao Buzun pulled out his special machete.
The Bodhisattva smiled calmly without changing his expression: "The evil spirit is talking nonsense, I am just trying to eliminate demons and protect the way! The six paths of mandalas, get up!"
With the Bodhisattva shouting loudly, a large amount of spiritual light suddenly rushed out of the huge wheel of reincarnation in the distance. The mountains under the feet of the Buddhist Bodhisattvas and Arhats trembled, and dozens of giant strange beasts slowly broke through the mountains and flew up into the sky, slowly integrating into the spiritual light that turned into the nine-level light wheel.
A large array of mandala flowers firmly held Wuqi and others inside. The Bodhisattva flew up with many other Bodhisattvas and occupied the vital points of the array. Wuqi and they were not allowed to speak, and the ceiling of the boundless Buddhist purified fire fell like raindrops. The terrible high temperature swept over, and Xiang Yu's long hair suddenly became burned to ashes.
Chapter completed!