Chapter 450: Demon Flame Sacrifice to Buddha (2)

From the outside, there was nothing unusual in this nunnery, but as soon as Indra rode in on a white elephant, he saw boundless purple clouds rushing in front of him. There was a faint fragrance of sandalwood and bodhi tree floating in the air. There were faint Buddhist scriptures in the void.

The voice passed down, it was the Diamond Sutra that Indra was extremely familiar with and had been forced to recite countless times in the past countless years.

In the vast white sky, one hundred and eight golden Arhats, hundreds of miles tall, were slowly revealed. These Arhats were holding vajra pestles, demon-conquering pestles, shovels, Dharma wheels, lassoes, rings of fire, and flying knives.

, spears and other magic weapons, all holding a Diamond Sutra in their left hands and reciting the Diamond Sutra with a voice as loud as thunder.

Moreover, these golden Arhats are not reciting the Diamond Sutra at the same time. Instead, when the first Arhat reads one character, he starts to read the second character, and then the second Arhat starts to recite the first character, and so on.

, one hundred and eight Arhats were reciting scriptures at different intervals, one hundred and eight voices rose continuously, one hundred and eight voices were heard clearly, and turned into continuous thunder that shocked Indra and made him dizzy.

The white elephants below were very disappointed. These golden Arhats were stunned by the sound of Buddhist scriptures as soon as they appeared.

Indra staggered and was almost crushed to the ground by the white elephant. The angry Indra raised his lotus staff and waved it in the air. He shouted sternly: "I am Indra, the Emperor of Heaven. How dare you use formations?"

Damn me, you will definitely suffer divine punishment today!"

A cold and expressionless voice, but a clear and melodious voice came from afar: "The heretics have violated the pure land of our Buddha. Today you should be punished by the Buddha. How dare you claim to be punished by heaven?"

A female nun wearing a silk robe, with a peerless appearance, as graceful as the jasper willow beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, appeared out of thin air. The nun was holding a golden alms bowl, from which little bits of golden sand kept spewing out and blending into the void.

Inside the body of the golden Arhat, he was staring at Indra with beautiful eyes. The nun's face was full of anger, and she obviously hated Indra to the extreme.

Indra was extremely unbearable. When he saw this nun, his whole body went limp. A ball of heat in his belly rushed to the top of his head, and he almost drooled. He hurriedly shouted: "Beauty, if you are

If you follow me and have a romantic night with me, I will make you my concubine!"

Poor Indra, he was so horny that he didn't even notice that this nun was also a high-level cultivator of Daluo Jinxian. In terms of pure cultivation, she was even more refined than him. What's more, he was already deeply involved in the trap hosted by others.

In the midst of the Buddha array, you still want to talk about it and seek benefits. Isn't this looking for death?

The nun's face turned cold, and she casually struck down a golden thunderbolt, which landed right on top of Indra's head. The thunder suddenly exploded, and among them were three fist-sized balls, which the nun had refined for thousands of years to collect the immense Buddhist mind power and the Nine Heavens.

The 'One Thought Qingyin Divine Thunder Son' formed by the thunderous wind above exploded one after another on the top of Indra's head. Immediately, a small half of Indra's head was shattered, and all the armor and accessories on his body were shattered into pieces.

There was just a miserable cry, and Indra was seriously injured by the explosion. He lay on the ground and could no longer move.

At this time, even the Eight Winds Immovable Vajra Zen Formation had not yet been activated. The nun just used her magical powers to defeat Indra.

Even the nun herself was stunned. She looked at Indra blankly and asked a question that she thought was nonsense: "Why don't you hide?"

Indra's face was smeared with blood. He groaned and said nothing, and it was impossible to tell what his face looked like. He was a mighty emperor, but he was so fascinated by women that his bones and muscles were numb.

He even forgot that he was on the battlefield, but was hit by a nun's blow. It would be embarrassing if word spread about it, but it would also trigger a hurricane of jealousy in his harem.

Thinking of the death of his wife, Queen of Heaven, Indra's cry of pain became louder and louder.

In the void, several golden arhats slowly descended and tied Indra with flaming ropes like a hairy crab waiting for sale. Then they erected a flagpole thousands of feet high and hung Indra on the sky.

On the flagpole.

There was a burst of thunder in the sky above Lichen Temple, and the situation suddenly changed. A golden flagpole was slowly revealed, revealing Indra who had been stripped clean and hung on the flagpole. One hundred and eight golden Arhats surrounded Indra with their legs crossed.

All around him, the Diamond Sutra was being recited continuously. The huge mana fluctuations trapped Indra and could crush him to pieces at any time.

The heavenly soldiers and generals around Lichen Temple were suddenly frightened into a mess. They looked at each other, hurriedly abandoned Indra, and fled back to Sanlian City in a mess. There were countless gods, asuras, and Rakshasa in the city.

The Yakshas all closed their mouths, and then the gods did not say a word. Except for some kind-hearted Yakshas who closed their mouths, several of the vassal races who came out of the gods lowered their heads. The other Asuras, Rakshasas, Yakshas, ​​etc. all

He yelled and cursed crazily at the disgraced Emperor Indra.

Kubera and other great gods looked at me and I looked at you, all of them were dejected and silent.

Especially among these gods, a beautiful Asura who was surrounded by a group of beautiful female immortals was so angry that she stamped her feet. She yelled: "Incompetent Indra, what did he encounter in that nunnery?"

A beautiful lady like jade, let him just capture her without any help?"

This Asura beauty, Indra's wife, Queen Shechi, scolded her harshly: "Why don't you go save him quickly? Yama? Where is your power of death? Boyu, where is your flame? Kubera,

Where is your power to dominate the three realms? Go rescue that damn guy! How long are you going to make him look embarrassed?"

Shezhi's shouts and curses made the gods lower their heads and remain silent. Without their accompanying innate sacred weapons, the strength of these gods was greatly reduced. Their current strength is higher than that of Indra, but not higher.

No matter where they go, if they attack Li Chen'an, they might make a fool of themselves.

With a wry smile, Kubera said loudly: "Shazhi, our noble Queen...the safety of the Emperor of Heaven is the most important. Before rescuing him, we cannot use violence!"

The gods were helpless here, and the Rakshasa and Asura below were scolding them until their saliva dried up, while the Asura demon kings and Rakshasa demon kings were laughing so hard that their bellies were about to burst.

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Although Indra couldn't be sacrificed, it was really a great thing to see this good-for-nothing Emperor making such a fool of himself!

Even Bhimachitara, who was having a fierce battle with the nuns in the palace, ran out excitedly, naked and looked at Indra who was also naked tens of thousands of miles away, but was hung on the flagpole.

Luo.

All the Asura demon kings were so happy. They hurriedly summoned the maids and guards, and brought a lot of wine and food. They sat on the wall of the black iron city, admiring the beautiful scenery of the snowy mountains and hanging on the flagpole.

Indra's wonderful body, everyone drank and laughed loudly, it was really boundless happiness.

Not even the most tyrannical Asura would rush out to find bad luck with those Buddhist cultivators. What a rare opportunity it is to see Indra make a fool of himself. Even the stupidest Asura would not do it at this time.

He ran out to help Indra out of the siege.

The gods were anxious and sad, the demons were excited, and in a huge house in a certain important area of ​​Silver City, Gu Xiechen almost went crazy with laughter. Gu Xiechen, who was analyzing the devout belief in the wheel of law, watched the whole process.

Seeing the sight of how the unlucky Indra was captured alive by the nun, Gu Xiechen couldn't control his boundless joy, and Gu Xiechen burst into laughter.

As soon as he smiled, a meridian was missing before he could use the Holy Power of Chaos freely in his body. It almost shattered Gu Xiechen's heart, which was as fragile as a tofu brain compared to the Holy Power of Chaos. The severe pain in his heart almost shattered him.

Gu Xiechen fainted. He quickly gathered his energy and finally managed to adjust the chaotic holy power into the normal meridians.

Taking a long breath, Gu Xiechen whispered: "I almost didn't kill you. Well, Indra... No, what are they doing?"

The Holy Power of Chaos had just gone awry, and when Gu Xiechen was collecting and adjusting the breath in his body, a ray of Holy Power of Chaos merged into the new wheel of wisdom, causing the frequency of Gu Xiechen's spiritual thoughts to increase rapidly by nearly ten thousand times. Originally, Gu Xiechen

His divine thoughts covered the entire Boluonimi Bujiao Lo Tian. Now the frequency of his divine thoughts suddenly increased, and some extremely detailed and tiny things instantly fell into Gu Xiechen's sight.

The frequency of spiritual thoughts is like the mesh of a fishing net. The higher the frequency of spiritual thoughts, the smaller the mesh.

Fishing nets of the same size can cover the same area, but the smaller the mesh, the more fish can be caught. Not only fish, but also shrimp, stones, sand, and even the smallest single-cell algae can be caught.

The mesh is small enough to be detected by this big net.

Therefore, the higher the frequency of a monk's spiritual thoughts, the more able he is to detect those subtle things.

The higher the frequency of spiritual thoughts, the easier it is to discover the weaknesses and omissions in the escape methods and restrictions, thereby finding things that cannot be found under the normal frequency of spiritual thoughts.

Accidentally touching the Wheel of Wisdom, the frequency of Gu Xiechen's spiritual thoughts suddenly increased tens of thousands of times. He immediately discovered two extremely tiny dots above the Snowy Mountains, emitting extremely weak Zen power fluctuations.

Glancing at the two small dots with his Dharma eyes, Gu Xiechen immediately recognized that they were the entrances to the Small Thousand Worlds derived from Buddhism's unique method of Sumeru mustard seeds. However, the energy fluctuations emitted by the two small dots were different -

--One is more ancient and remote, and the other is more changeable and lively. But both breaths are equally pure, equally mysterious and unpredictable.

Both are members of the Buddhist Jiezi Zen method, but these two architects of the Small Thousand Worlds have inherited two sets of Buddhist heritage.

One of them is older and more in line with the origin of Buddhism. The other one obviously originated from the first set of Zen methods, but it has its own interpretation and improvement based on this set of Zen methods, making it easier to practice.

More changes, but the power has not dropped too much.

Gu Xiechen smiled and nodded secretly. One of the ancient and distant auras should be the orthodox inheritance of the two saints of Buddhism; and the more flexible and changeable aura should come from the Buddhist magical power of Amitabha.

With the Buddhist classics taught by Monkey, Gu Xiechen also clearly understood the various magical powers of Buddhism. His spiritual mind instantly simulated the fluctuations of breath released by the two small dots, and carefully got into the two small worlds.

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Before Gu Xiechen understood the Wheel of Wisdom, although he could also use his spiritual thoughts to simulate the aura of Buddhist Zen skills, he could never simulate it so perfectly. There would always be 20 to 30% that were unsatisfactory. But now that he has the Wheel of Wisdom

With the blessing of the Wheel, he was as if he was truly born in Buddhism. He even became the Buddhist monk who constructed these two small worlds, 100% imitating the atmosphere of this world, and sneaked into these two worlds.

These two small worlds, which are obviously temporary structures, are not very big, only about a thousand feet in diameter. They have a small thatched cottage inside, and there are three old monks sitting inside.

Among them, the ones sitting in the Small Thousand Worlds who have inherited the orthodox inheritance of the Two Saints of Buddhism are the three old monks on the small island in the Abyss of No Return.

The mysterious old monk who was wrapped up tightly was still crushing walnuts and eating walnut meat in a serious manner. In front of the other two old monks, a lotus appeared, with a cloud mirror several feet in diameter floating on it.

He is watching every move of the Snowy Mountains with the Buddhist clairvoyance.

In another small world, the two great arhats, Moonlight Bodhisattva and Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger, under Amitabha's seat are also sitting cross-legged in the thatched hut. Moonlight Bodhisattva is happily holding a book produced by a certain wilderness Zen monastery in an unknown small civilization in the human world.

The "Vegetarian Recipe" was a joy to watch. In front of the two Arhats subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger, there was a purple gold alms bowl floating with a cloud of air shooting out from it. They were also watching the battle in the Snowy Mountains.

The six great monks in the two small worlds all said nothing, and each one of them made unpredictable and profound gestures nervously.

Gu Xiechen suddenly recognized the auras of Moonlight Bodhisattva and Subduing Dragons and Subduing Tigers. When he returned from the chaotic space to Nine Heavens and Nine Earths, someone was peeping at him, but he was beaten without a trace by a random attack. His emotions were among them.

There are three of them.

However, judging from their sanctimonious appearance now, it seems that all their injuries have been recovered.

"Next time, focus more on your attack." Gu Xiechen muttered to himself.

Moonlight Bodhisattva suddenly trembled, and he instinctively sensed that something was wrong. He looked around cautiously and hurriedly counted with his fingers.

It's a pity that Gu Xiechen's Taoism is much higher than him, and his cultivation is even more advanced than him by an unknown amount. He can't figure out that Gu Xiechen has already planned to show him how powerful he is.

"I really hate the faces of you chess players!"

Gu Xiechen smiled coldly. He really hated these people who thought they were chess players, especially when they regarded themselves as chess pieces.

Now his Taoist practice is higher than that of Yueguang Bodhisattva and the others. How could Gu Xiechen bear this tone if he didn't calculate carefully how many times he would use them as chess pieces?
To be continued...