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The gust of wind stopped, the gap shrank, and the void was half solidified, like layers of glazed glass.
Two huge figures faced each other in the depths of the Lingshan Mountain. The dark golden body collided with the air machine of the pitch-black skeleton, and burst out "brightness" in the midair without sound.
"Brightness" is like dew and electricity, and there seems to be an illusory world emerging between birth and death, just like a dream bubble.
?The white and pitch-black bones of Huangquan suddenly took a step, and suddenly, the whole Lingshan seemed to tremble. Behind him, the long blood-yellow river supported by the Emperor Yincao and the ruler of the underworld suddenly boiled and roared.
Wow!
Amidst the illusory sound of water, the blood-yellow river spread and swelled, swallowing the cracks, as if it had penetrated the spiritual mountain beyond the deepest part.
In the collapsed Buddhist temple, on the tortuous road, Arhats, Heavenly Dragons, Bodhisattva King Kong, etc., who were surrounded by the evil spirit of death mist, raised their heads at the same time.
Ten, hundreds, ten thousand Countless of them have mottled golden bodies, many with signs of decay, blood and tears left on their faces, and the majestic power contained in the body, they all let out a deafening roar:
"Yellow Spring!"
This zombie transformed by Arhat Bodhisattva instinctively flew up and plunged into the illusory river of blood from all directions, up and down, densely packed, overwhelming, giving people the feeling that there are no Buddhist monks in the three realms and ten directions!
Just like them, the giant tiger spiders with rotting bodies also stepped into the "Yellow Spring River" with a gray and dead air.
In just a short moment, Lingshan seemed to be completely emptied, the dead air subsided, and the filth disappeared.
And with the fusion of the remains of the Arhat, the remains of the Bodhisattva, the remains of the great demon, and the remains of the demon god, the blood-yellow river quickly condensed from illusion to reality, protruding from the mid-air, with countless corpses of dead spirits floating up and down inside, splashing water The sound made Meng Qi, the manipulator, have the subtle feeling that his memory and spirituality have been washed away!
It's hard to find a place more suitable for Huang Quan's remains than Lingshan today, and the strength is more than doubled!
Facing Kasyapa's dark golden body, smiling Zen-like, the pitch-black "Yellow Spring" fisted with his right hand, and punched the opponent fiercely. The real blood-yellow river suddenly rushed high into the sky, pouring down with a bang, rushing with the fist, Just like the Milky Way falls in nine days!
Wow!
The blossoming Udumbara flowers at the feet of Kassapa¡¯s remains withered, and the immeasurable pure land and worlds of all directions could no longer be seen. The dark golden body was stained with a layer of gray and white, slowly decaying, and the great light that bloomed was covered with blood yellow. Swallow them all.
"Hey!" Kasyapa Dharmakaya sighed softly, raised his right hand, touched his middle finger and thumb, and waved it lightly like a flower.
This finger is not the "smile with flowers" in the palm of Tathagata, nor the "finger with flowers" created by Bodhidharma, but the "everything is empty" created by Kassapa, which seems to integrate the "four things are empty" in the palm of Tathagata and "all actions are impermanent".
The dark golden hand pointed out, pointing at the fist of Huang Quan's skeleton.
The void is self-generated and clean, the blood-yellow river suddenly changes, and every inch is transparent, revealing a statue of Arhat Bodhisattva, demon king and demon god, and they shatter one after another like a dream!
Life and death are impermanent, fleeting, everything is empty!
boom!
The dark golden fingers collided with the pure white fist flowing in the pitch black, and they stopped in mid-air. The blood yellow of the "Yellow Spring" was fading, and the countless tyrannical zombies absorbed were shattering, while Kasyapa was washed by the long river, and the golden body gradually became mottled. The void in all directions shattered like glass.
Once the shattering was over, Meng Qi suddenly flew into the air, shifted his position, changed his direction, and appeared in the distance all at once, without looking back, he rushed towards the deepest part of Lingshan.
He left the bones of the underworld, without the slightest distress, and manipulated him from a distance to fight against Kasyapa's remains.
The strong wind blew, and the gaps gradually increased. Meng Qi quickly moved away from the battlefield. At this moment, a huge dark gold finger suddenly appeared and pointed towards the center of his brow.
This finger was shaped like a vajra pestle, protected by eight dragons, and it was extremely strong. In the fight with Huang Quan, Kasyapa was able to spare a little strength to intercept Meng Qi, which showed his cultivation in front of him!
Meng Qi's eyes were deep and deep, and his escape speed did not slow down, and he rushed straight there. Suddenly, the dark gold finger trembled slightly, slightly deflected, and passed him strangely, without hitting him.
What is powerful is destiny!
In particular, most of Kasyapa's power is dragged by Huang Quan!
The dark road twisted and twisted, and Meng Qi ran farther and farther, and the feeling of thorns on his back gradually subsided.
At this point, he understood that he was free from the threat of Kassapa.
However, in the depths of the Lingshan Mountain, he dared not relax at all. Even Kasyapa passed away here, and he is likely to encounter such great powers as Manjushri and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva next. They are stronger than most of the past seven Buddhas!
Not Buddha, better than Buddha!
I don't know if it's because the blow from Huangquan's bones fused more than 90% of the dharmakaya zombies, or because the deepest part of the Lingshan Mountain is unique. Seeing the incomparably huge demon king and demon god, the whole Lingshan seemed to become quiet all of a sudden, only the shouts of the great sage Equaling Heaven echoed far away.
And this further set off the dead silence around Meng Qi.
The sky and the earth were dark, with dense gaps, and the strong wind tore at the flesh. Meng Qi walked in it, feeling a kind of eternal loneliness, and he couldn't even accompany him with his shadow.
Still holding the long knife in his right hand, Meng Qi's face was a bit deep, dignified, and worried under the reflection of the thunder.
Walking and walking, Meng Qi didn't know how long he had walked. It seemed that he had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers. Finally, his eyes lit up. Pit, a huge pit that can hold a city.
At this time, most of the thunder was extinguished, the blue lotus withered, the surroundings were quite dark, and his senses were completely suppressed. Meng Qi could only vaguely sense that there were countless streaks of black air rising from the center of the huge pit, which looked like a group of demons dancing wildly. Surrounding the upper and giant pits are golden and pure bodies that seem to be able to communicate with the heavens and worlds. The majestic and terrifying power is not much worse than that of Kassapa, but the strong filth and dead air penetrated deeply into their bodies, making them They exude decay and evil!
"These should be Buddhas who passed away in Lingshan in the past, more than a few hundred" Meng Qi's heart moved, and he realized that he had indeed reached the deepest place, the core.
This should be the peak of Lingshan Mountain, where the Buddha taught the Dharma in the past.
Looking at the number of them, the entire Saha Pure Land, and even the vast majority of Buddhas in the Buddhist sect may have passed away here!
What exactly happened in the Battle of Lingshan in the past to have such a tragic endingMeng Qi knew that he was about to face the ancient myths, so he might be able to figure out what happened at that time.
What exactly did Ananda do to make all the great sages and demon gods never forget, and the resentment soared into the sky, and it will never diminish.
Boom!
Thunderbolts exploded, green lotuses bloomed, nebulae condensed, the Milky Way striped, and the nearby scene became clear at once.
In the center of the giant pit is indeed the golden cudgel, nearby thunder bursts, green lotus blossoms, black air dances wildly, and further outside are indeed huge golden Buddhas, they are like a forest of Buddha statues, vaguely connected to each other. What a big formation it has become.
?The gold bodies of these Buddhas are mottled, gray and white and black mist linger, full of the feeling of death and evil, but the meaning of great purity and great bliss still remains in the body.
There were blood stains on their faces, like the two lines of blood and tears that fell at the beginning.
"Buddhas also have tears, all have tears, what happened in the first place"
As soon as Meng Qi thought about it, he heard the humming in the body of this golden Buddha, and let out a roar of resentment:
"Ananda!"
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The World of Conferred Gods.
Under the leadership of Meng Qi, Kong Zhao went through one prince after another, saw many things, and the ideas in his heart became more and more formed.
Looking at the sleeping teacher in the carriage, he thought to himself: "The teacher's questions are always just right, so that I can really summarize my thoughts, combine the books I have learned, vague thoughts and reality, and gradually form a different The idea of ??other great sages is really a good teacher, indeed very knowledgeable and insightful, like a dragon flying in the nine heavens."
"But why don't you really give me advice, and always keep silent? Are you planning to wait for an opportunity, when my theory can be completely self-consistent?"
Kong Zhao couldn't help himself, and wanted to seek advice from his teacher.
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"Ananda!"
The Buddha's voice of resentment came into his ears, and Meng Qi was stunned like a dream.
Ananda? It's not the monster race that has been hated on Ananda for thousands of years, but the Buddhas of Lingshan? Meng Qi's hairs stood on end immediately, and the coolness invaded his body.
He betrayed the Pure Land of Saha, but why was he still hunted down by the demon saint?
What exactly is his obsession?
Ananda is not just as simple as turning into a magic Buddha later!
While his thoughts were fluctuating, Meng Qi looked at the golden Buddha in front of him, his eyes flickering.
At this moment, a cyan lion came out from the inside, and a white and crystal-clear Bodhisattva sat cross-legged on it.
"Manjusri Bodhisattva" Meng Qi's heart tightened, and then he saw the man caught by the lion.
"Zhiwei!"
Jiang Zhiwei's face was pale, her eyes were dull, and the lion grabbed her clothes, making it difficult to move.
At the same time, the white sky dragon and the golden-winged roc also came out of the "forest" formed by the golden Buddha, and threw the Ruan Yushu and Zhao Heng in their mouths in front of them.
They were similar to Jiang Zhiwei, they couldn't struggle, they couldn't even blink, and they looked at Meng Qi anxiously.
Deep in the giant pit, an indifferent voice came faintly:
"Swing out the knife in your heart and see if you can save them."
"Or, you die and they live."
Hearing these two words, Jiang Zhiwei struggled violently, with a lot in his mouth, and shook his head unattainably, as if he wanted Meng Qi to leave him alone and others, so that the green hills would not worry about firewood, and there would be more firewood in the future. Chance of resurrection.
However, she was held in the mouth of the blue lion, she shook her head indistinctly, she couldn't make a sound, her crystal eyes were filled with anxiety, and a layer of mist filled the air. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)?The white sky dragon and the golden-winged roc also came out of the "forest" formed by the golden Buddha, and threw the Ruan Yushu and Zhao Heng in their mouths in front of them.
They were similar to Jiang Zhiwei, they couldn't struggle, they couldn't even blink, and they looked at Meng Qi anxiously.
Deep in the giant pit, an indifferent voice came faintly:
"Swing out the knife in your heart and see if you can save them."
"Or, you die and they live."
Hearing these two words, Jiang Zhiwei struggled violently, with a lot in his mouth, and shook his head unattainably, as if he wanted Meng Qi to leave him alone and others, so that the green hills would not worry about firewood, and there would be more firewood in the future. Chance of resurrection.
However, she was held in the mouth of the blue lion, she shook her head indistinctly, she couldn't make a sound, her crystal eyes were filled with anxiety, and a layer of mist filled the air. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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