The combat power of Yizhi Buddha Son exceeded Su Muzhe's imagination.

The Buddhist beads in his hand turned into twelve Buddha kingdoms, which not only contained the power of confining time and space, and there were also thousands of Buddhist believers who murmured the Buddhist scriptures, and wanted to destroy the demonic thoughts of Su Muzhe and others, either saving or forcibly suppressing them.

What’s even more terrifying is that these twelve Buddha kingdoms contain a sealing power.

Thirty-three silver chains struggled hard in it, almost dyed with Buddha's light and turned into scrap iron.

A vacuum hometown is also a similar situation.

He Yaqing's Taoist map could not even be fully opened. The golden Buddha light was eroding the origin of the vacuum hometown. The sound of the mother Wusheng was even more sluggish. Until the end, it was already invisible.

It is not those ordinary old demons who don’t take action.

Whether it is a wise Buddhist son or He Yaqing, they are all existences at the level of a genius Taoist son, and they have invincible power.

Especially these two people seemed to be answering the realm and only practiced this magical power.

What he took is the path of destroying all laws. The terrifying power of supernatural powers is no longer something these people can intervene.

This is related to combat power and luck.

For example, Su Muzhe was only at the peak of foundation building, but he was in the luck of Daozi, so he dared to take action like this.

Compared to He Yaqing, even if he was suppressed, he could still compete with one or two. At most, this battle would be injured and would not die. The rest of the people took action, but they could turn into ashes under the suppression of the Buddha's light.

This is the ethereal mystery of luck.

At the critical moment, Zhehuizi arrived, and Nixia took action, which changed the crisis.

The Nine Swords of Netherworld pierced through the cover of the twelve Buddha Kingdoms, Nixia shook the banners and unfolded the "Luotian Wuxu Realm".

The red evil spirit realm is corrosive, still above the twelve Buddha kingdoms. Today, Nixia has a flow of artistic conception of killing Buddhas.

The Buddha's light is shattered all over the sky.

The sound of the old mother Wusheng chanting was still ringing in the void, and Su Muzhe's chains penetrated the Buddha's light wall, causing the One-wise Buddha Son to be unable to regain his supernatural powers.

Flip is only in such a thought.

He was a little arrogant after all. Even if he saw the Pure Land, the one-wise Buddhist son was just a Buddhist son. How could he fight against the four geniuses?

Yizhi Buddha son smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth.

"It's my monk who is arrogant and has worse skills than others, and he is willing to be killed."

I had to smile bitterly. The rise of Amitabha Zen Buddhism was destined to be built on countless Buddhist corpses in this way to observe the convergence of the Pure Land and inheritance.

But he never thought that one day he would become one of these corpses.

Su Muzhe's face was already a little impatient.

The Buddhist monk's indifference to life and death made him feel unintentional bored.

"Son of Buddha, don't rush to see the Buddha. I will ask you, I think you have seen the so-called master Arhat. If I put this thing into your twelve Buddha lands, will you in the future be able to achieve Buddhahood or divine deity?"

There was silence in the sky. Su Muzhe was holding a red golden illusion ball of light in his hand, with a sneer on his face, looking at Yizhi Buddha Son.

The Buddha's eyes drooped, and the moment he looked up at Su Muzha, his face changed drastically!

Speaking of which, Su Muzhe was helpless. If he killed this wise Buddhist son on the spot, he would probably have achieved the Amitabha Zen Buddhism. Thinking of the strangeness of the Arhat Master, Su Muzhe would always forget some kind of conjecture.

Now the reaction of the Buddhist son has confirmed Su Muzhe's conjecture.

The light ball in his hand is the divine fruit used by those pseudo-gods who dreamed of returning to the Three Ancients.

I am afraid that this arhat is not that arhat, but just a "pseudo-arhat".

The face of Yizhi Buddha can no longer be calm and full of sorrow, which is very consistent with the compassionate appearance mentioned by Buddhism.

"The donor...why is this trouble..."

In the void, everyone's eyes gathered on Su Muzhe's hands.

Nixia had no doubt about this, she knew some of Su Muzhe's secrets.

Zhehuizi was originally a lonely person, and at most he was curious about Su Muzhe's methods.

However, only here is He Yaqing, the god fruit in Su Muzhe's hand is extremely attractive to him. In the dark, there is a premonition that the things in Su Muzhe's hand are poisonous substances of divine power. If they are stained with a trace, they will probably be doomed.

Su Muzhe clearly had a smile on his face, but his eyes became colder and more severe.

"I have never studied Buddhism deeply. Today I have a few questions. I want to ask the Buddhist son first, but I can't solve the problem, so I will put it away."

The silver-white chain pierced the border wall of Buddha's country, and the Yizhi Buddhist son had no choice. It seemed that he could still go to maneuver when he heard Su Muzhe's statement.

"Donor... may I ask!"

"Whether you Buddhists practice the two schools of gradual and sudden, or the exoteric and esoteric, all pay attention to the precepts. I want to ask the Buddhists, did these precepts be practiced one by one at the beginning? Or did you practice them all in one mind?"

Even in this situation, the Yizhi Buddhist Son still clasped his hands together.

"At the beginning, I didn't understand the profound Buddhist teachings, so I naturally practiced one by one, and then realized the Dharma."

Su Muzhe played with the god fruit in his hand.

"So if you have reached the state of Buddhist practice, what if you break the precepts? It will also be broken one by one?"

The Buddha's son shook his head.

"Breaking the precept means breaking the precept. Naturally, one precept is broken, and all the previous practices will be wasted."

Su Muzhe suddenly realized, as if he understood something. He weighed the magic fruit in his hand, and said something with a smile to make the expression of Yizhi Buddha son change greatly.

"Since that's the case, the Buddha's son please break the precepts. If you break the precepts, I will definitely not throw this thing into the Buddha's kingdom. What do you always like to say - If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Now I invite the Buddha's son to hell, what's the story?"

"I...I...Amitabha."

At the end, the Yizhi Buddhist Son had to fold his hands together and remain silent, as if he had accepted his fate.

"In the past, I felt that Buddhist monks would always lose a lot of fun if they didn't drink or eat meat. There were fine wine and fresh meat here, so please invite the Buddhist students to taste it."

Even He Yaqing and others found Su Muzhai's move a little interesting. After all, it was common for Buddhist practice to fall in these days, and it was the first time that they had seen it.

The wine and fresh meat are in front of you, but the Yizhi Buddhist son seems to be facing poison.

His trembling hands stretched out in the air, but he could not fall down.

moment.

Su Muzhe sighed.

"I won't talk about anything else today. I kindly invite you to drink and eat meat. With your attitude, the rest of the Taoist faces me. It's better if you want to die, then go to die!"

As he said that, Su Muzhe wanted to raise his hand and throw the magic fruit in his hand into the Buddha's kingdom.

"Wait!" Yizhi Buddhist son is no longer as calm as a Buddhist monk. He looks at Su Muzhe with his eyes, which contains hatred and a little resentment, but he finally stretches out his hand tremblingly and picks up the things in front of him.

"I eat! I drink!"

The huge man had a crying voice in his voice.

Su Muzhai's smile was even better on his face.

However, Zhehuizi, who was standing beside her, seemed to have a little puzzled look on her face.

"Junior brother, what's the use of such humiliation?"

The two stood in the clouds, shook the Dharma and transmitted the voice, but Su Muzhe smiled and asked Zhehuizi.

"Senior brother, what would you do if you were him?"

"It is absolutely impossible for you to humiliate yourself if you explode the golden elixir."

"In this way, ordinary Buddhist practice will definitely not be able to achieve such a state as his. If he breaks the precepts, he will be compassionate."

"That's the case, but it will eventually ruin his practice."

"If you don't destroy, you won't establish it. If you break it, then you will establish it. A person like him can tolerate ordinary people and cannot tolerate them. He can be considered a person among the genius. If he is abolished, then he will be abolished. If he has passed this experience, he will still have the heart of Buddha. Regardless of whether the affairs of Amitabha Zen today can be accomplished, there will be an alien with profound cultivation in the Buddha land of this continent in the future, but he will be in the fortune of Amitabha Zen. Such a scene, senior brother, do you think it is interesting?"

When Su Muzhe said something, Zhehuizi was frightened and looked at the smile on Su Muzhe's face, his eyes different from the past.

"Killing people, killing your heart, my junior brother, I have seen it today!"
Chapter completed!