Can't push it?

Wusheng holds his palm, then press one palm.

Press the universe and hold it in the palm of heaven and earth.

The monk moved his body slightly, then his right thumb was facing inward, and he held the other four fingers and rushed out with one punch. The Dharma image behind him also punched him.

Wusheng immediately felt a huge force hitting and hitting his palm. This force was extremely fierce and domineering. He took a step back and the ground made of bluestone under his feet was broken. He flipped with one hand and removed the force and landed on the courtyard wall next to it. With a loud noise, it seemed like a drum. The Buddha light shone on the courtyard wall, and there were lights turbulent, like flowing water.

"Vajra Fist Seal!"

Wusheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

Buddhist hand seals are supernatural powers, mysterious and extraordinary.

Wusheng had also seen it in the Buddhist scriptures in the temple, but he had not practiced and did not know the wonderful things. Looking at the great monk standing not far away in front of him, he could not have thought that this green lion was proficient in such wonderful methods, which was indeed difficult to deal with.

After a moment of hesitation, Wusheng stretched out his finger, and with a finger, it was a little fluorescent, like the stars in the sky, and it was not as huge as the Buddha's palm just now. It looked much calmer. The Buddha's palm was like a stormy wave, and the Buddha's finger was like a stream of breeze.

The face of the monk was much more serious.

The fingers change and turn into another handprint.

In an instant, the surroundings were silent, as if they were about to stop for a moment.

The raised fingers fell.

This finger seemed to fall into the void and point it in the sky. I don’t know where the magic power contained in it went.

It is just accumulating strength and punching it in the air, and there is nowhere to focus on it, it is in vain.

"The Zen master has such a profound cultivation!" Wusheng sincerely exclaimed.

"The Venerable is rewarded and stays as he wishes, and I will give it to you all."

Looking at the great monk's sincerity, it seemed that he really wanted to ask Wusheng to stay and practice meditation here together.

"No hurry, please see the Zen master."

Wusheng used his reference to the sword to slash, just like the river of heaven falling from the sky, and thousands of rays of light gathered into a bunch. This sword is no longer the sword on the painting, and Wusheng's own thoughts and insights.

"Good sword!"

The monk clasped his hands together and let the sword light slash down. He was only put into his palms. A thin crack appeared on the virtual statue behind him, but it quickly recovered as before.

The sharp sword was thus resolved by the monk with profound Buddhist teachings.

Wusheng was slightly stunned. He had thought that the green lion had a high cultivation level, but he had never thought that it was so high. What should we do? Should we use those magic weapons?

"What the Venerable should not be using a Buddhist sword?"

"I am a Buddhist, and I use a sword to be the Buddhist sword."

"That's right, why doesn't the Venerable use the Buddha's sword to overcome the demons?"

"This sword is to overcome the demons, and I have never seen demonic nature and murderous intent in the Zen master." Wusheng answered truthfully.

From beginning to end, the great monk did not show his murderous intent to him, but just wanted to keep him. Moreover, most of the battle just now was just defense and no attack. Therefore, Wusheng did not use the Buddha's sword to refer to the sword.

"The Venerable is compassionate."

"It's not a question of compassion, but if the Zen master continues to push each other so hard, I will use a sword."

If this monk repeatedly forced each other and refused to give in, he would really have to use magic weapons. Wusheng would not want to be trapped here.

"Honor, what's wrong with this world?"

"This is your world, I don't want to be a puppet." Wusheng thought about it and said his thoughts directly, but his words didn't sound very pleasant.

"The Buddha said that all beings are equal."

"Is all living beings are really equal?" Wusheng smiled.

This was a joke to him.

"I want to ask the Venerable to stay."

A moment of silence was like the tranquility before the storm. A gust of wind blew, and Wusheng suddenly came out of his palm. This palm was bright and golden, illuminating the world. It was clearly under the moonlight, but it shone here like daylight, as if there was an extra sun out of thin air, and the sun was in that palm.

The Buddha's light is vast but peaceful, and it seems to have no power, just like the warm sunshine.

Wusheng used this palm to suppress the six-armed Rakshasa King in the sea of ​​consciousness, cut off his blood sword, demon sword, and shatter his body.

Seeing this palm, the monk frowned slightly, as if he was a little confused, then his face became unprecedentedly solemn, his hands were constantly changing, and the Dharma image behind him was also changing.

The glaring Vajra, the golden arhat, was still the King of Unmoving,

The Dharma image was slightly unstable, not because it was unstable for the unstable King, but because the monk's mind was unstable.

His expression became surprised, and then he was eager, without the peace and Buddha nature just now.

"The light of the golden top Buddha, the magic palm of the Tathagata!"

The Ming Wang Dharma was trembling even though he was still moving, and his hands and magic seals suddenly changed.

Lion Seal,

A huge lion's head suddenly appeared behind the monk, which was golden, opened its mouth wide, and a roar shook the world, causing the wind and clouds to change.

This roar was like a tsunami that rushed towards him, burying Wusheng directly. In an instant, he could not hear any sound, as if he was deaf, his mind was blank, and he was lost in an instant.

He subconsciously used his magical power and wanted to leave, but one arm strangled his throat.

"Where did you learn the Tathagata's magic palm?!" The monk's face was a little hideous and a little crazy at this time.

This monk also puzzled Wusheng with just one sentence.

What is the Tathagata's magic palm?!

After a moment, he realized that the palm he had just used was the famous "Tathagata Divine Palm"!

Could this green lion have admitted his mistake?

This was just a moment of thought. At this moment, he was strangled. Although the Buddha's light protected his body, the great monk's power was so powerful that he couldn't breathe.

He slapped the monk's chest with a palm, the same palm as before.

Facing this palm, the monk did not resist, let go and retreated, and then came to Wusheng again and reached out to find out, but this time he was lost. Wusheng disappeared from his eyes.

When he loosened his hand, Wusheng left with his divine foot power, and then flew over with a sword and landed behind the monk. The platinum light looked like a stream of fire.

This great monk has already shown his demonic nature, so he can use the Buddha's sword to overcome the demon.

The monk stood there, showing the unmoved appearance of the King of Ming Dynasty, and resisted the sword.

Make seals with both hands,

Wusheng, who was leaving with the "Shenzu Power", immediately felt it was difficult to move forward. It seemed that there were countless tough silk threads around him blocking his way, and wrapped around him, binding him.

The surroundings are like spider webs, and he is a flying insect that falls on the Internet.

The great monk had already arrived in front of him and reached out to land on his shoulders. But a golden light flashed, and Wusheng, who was bound by his Dharma seal, disappeared.

Can you escape this?

He was stunned at first, then laughed and laughed loudly. His laughter was heard throughout the temple.

Wusheng had already left the temple and came to the foot of the mountain. Although he had temporarily escaped from Bodhi Temple, he did not know how to leave this secret realm.

Not long ago, when Chen Lie left, he also looked carefully. It should be that his magic weapon abilities are very special and he has the ability to break through special spaces.

The one who has this ability in him may be the "Divine Axe Strike". Since the battle with this great monk, he has been urging this treasure. He is still "arrogant" as always and is disobedient.

"Try it with those Hao sunglasses?"

At this moment, a golden light flew over the mountain, with a faint blue color in it.

A huge golden lion's head suddenly appeared in the air, swallowing Wusheng in one bite. He felt as if he had been tied up with countless shackles, tightly tied up, unable to move at all.

He activated his magic power with all his strength. The Buddha's light on his body was shining, his skin was as light as gold. A magic image was faintly hidden behind him, and his body was like a big sun hanging.

"The golden body of Dharma image, the Great Sun Tathagata!"

"How many secrets do you have?" the monk roared.

Wusheng raised his hand and the Dharma image behind him raised his hand and the Buddha light in his palm filled the huge lion's head. However, the warm-looking Buddha light pierced the huge lion's head through countless holes.

Bang, it was like a bubble bursting, and the golden lion that trapped Wusheng was broken by him with this move of Buddha's palm.

The great monk came to him, and he walked again and again. The great monk followed closely behind him. They all had the "sacred power" of Buddhism. Just about this magical power, the great monk seemed not much better than him, and he could not catch him for a moment.

Soon, the two monks circled around this secret realm.

Wusheng also discovered this so-called Buddha land. The land of thousands of miles is actually just a half-city land, with several mountains, several forests, a mountain village, and a Buddhist temple. The surroundings look like there are vast mountains. When you look closely, it is clouds and mist. You can't see it clearly. I'm afraid that the forest he went to at the beginning was just a piece of nothingness.

During this period, Wusheng also tried several times and slashed two swords, but he did not open the void like Chen Lie, but he almost let the monk hold him.

The great monk was anxious to catch Wusheng, so he stopped suddenly, shook his hand and threw out the thing he saw, emitting golden light, flew into the air and then fell down sharply, hitting Wusheng accurately, and pinning him there, but a Buddha statue shining with Buddha light, hanging on Wusheng's head.

Wusheng stared at this golden Buddha and used his magical power to break free from the golden Buddha. The Buddha's light was bound by this magical power. He activated his magical power but found that he was just standing still. If he didn't leave here, he couldn't even jump out of this Buddha's light, so how could he talk about leaving?

He held the Buddha's sword and raised his hand and the sword. The white rainbow soared into the sky and cut off the Buddha's light, landing on the Buddha statue, which trembled suddenly.

Use the Buddha's sword to cut the Buddha statue.

Just when Wusheng was about to break through the golden light of the Buddha statue, the great monk had already arrived beside Wusheng. Then he used a blue rope to condense like thousands of blue hairs to tie him firmly.

This time he was allowed to activate his magic power, but he could not break free.

Buddha's sword returns to the sheath,

"Honor, we should have a good chat." The monk reached out to take the Buddha sword behind him, but felt a force pushing his extended hand away.

This Buddha sword was rejecting him and not allowing him to touch it.

The great monk snorted coldly, then pulled the green rope and took Wusheng to return to Bodhi Temple in one step.
Chapter completed!