Above the void and below the earth, everywhere is filled with the majestic sound of Buddha.
This Buddha's sound rumbled violently, forming a stream of pale golden light, like the waves of the ocean. It surged with a mighty force, washing and destroying all evil.
Around the Bronze Mountain, coffins one after another were swept up by the Buddha's light, quickly shattered and collapsed, and finally disappeared.
Sharp and ear-piercing screams rang out from this side of the world, all of which were the screams of the corpse in the coffin before his death. They were extremely sad and shrill.
‘Crack!’
The earth cracked, and a simple stone coffin, carrying boundless evil power, rushed out from the depths of the ground and rose into the sky.
The power of the thick earth on the coffin overflowed, turning into a virtual image of a dark-brown continent, and roared into the air, with nine infinitely growing rosette leaves.
However, when the continent formed by the sarcophagus rising from the ground came into contact with the light from the lotus leaves, it was enveloped, destroyed, and disappeared by countless tiny Buddhist inscriptions that burst out of thin air.
Then the Buddha's voice became more and more magnificent, and the Buddha's words flowed like a river, rushing and spreading, surrounding the sarcophagus with an unavoidable trend.
‘Buzz’
This ancient sarcophagus is extremely extraordinary for daring to rise into the air and confront the rosette controlled by Maharaja. The coffin is engraved with layers of mountain patterns, and the power of the thick soil is endless and majestic.
A coffin emits a pressure as thick as a real mountain. When it collides with the Buddha lotus, a huge vibration occurs, just like the vibration caused by the collision of two ancient sacred mountains.
At the core of the collision, the void collapsed in pieces, and the ground below was impacted by a mighty force, creating a cracked ravine that was bottomless.
At this time, a head suddenly appeared on the shoulder of Maharaja, who was standing on the lotus throne. It was a compassionate and solemn Buddha head. He held the flowers and smiled, as if he pitied the suffering of all living beings.
However, Luojia's original ferocious snake head suddenly fell off, and with a roar, it turned into a violent python with a body of a hundred feet long, towering and terrifying, and the void was entangled, covering the world.
The sarcophagus was as thick as an ancient sacred mountain. The python opened its huge mouth and plunged into an invincible pit. It swallowed it into its belly and disappeared silently.
Then the big python coiled up in the sky, its head stretched up and down around the golden body of Maharaja, while its tail and body were tumbling in all directions.
'Boom boom boom!'
Around the Bronze Mountain, countless coffins from the Siyin Sect were smashed into pieces by the tail of the python, showing great power.
"That big python is the legendary Maharaja's previous life. After it was enlightened by the Buddha, it transformed into a Buddha body. This snake body in its previous life became a fighting body, swallowing the sky and the earth. Its power is boundless."
Luo Yan and Su Xingchen stood side by side on the Pengzhou, watching the battle in the direction of Bronze Mountain from a distance, and talking softly.
Zhu Jiu was also paying attention to Mahologa's battle, paying attention to his power in manipulating the snake's body. The light of overlapping wisdom flashed in his eyes.
Zhu Jiu believed that as the sunset grew, he would eventually collide with the mysterious ancient temple of time and space. So now he had the opportunity to learn about Mahaluojia's fighting methods. His eyes were bright and he looked very carefully.
Above the Pengzhou, a small golden tree sat in the sky, continuously emitting Buddhist sounds, the whole tree swayed, and shimmered with light, which was extraordinary.
At this time, Maharaja stood on the lotus throne, his body remained motionless, but the Buddha's voice continued in his mouth, and he was reciting an ancient sutra.
, the divine light shines, falling and laying on the earth.
Within a moment, a clear spring of holy light appeared on the ground. In the center of the spring, golden lotus flowers floated, surrounded by densely packed scriptures.
Each lotus flower is divided into nine layers, and each layer has nine leaves. Together, it is an eighty-one-leaf Buddha lotus, which contains the Zen meaning of multiplication of extreme numbers.
Each eighty-one-leaf Buddha lotus is like an independent Buddhist kingdom, with countless Buddhists sitting cross-legged and chanting scriptures.
"This is the vision of a golden lotus emerging from the ground, giving birth to a Buddhist kingdom out of thin air. It turns out that what Maharaja chanted was the supreme sutra of a golden lotus kingdom."
There were hundreds of cultivators in the surrounding area, fighting against the Siyin Sect's coffin formation. They were at a disadvantage, and some people died one after another. Mahologa came across the sky and wiped out the demons, which was equivalent to saving the lives of these people.
At this time, there were still hundreds of people who were still alive. They looked at Maharaja in the sky. They all saw in their eyes the joy of rebirth after a great calamity. The cultivators were talking to each other and discussing the magical power of Maharaja.
At this time, in the void, countless golden lotus Buddhist scriptures gathered together and turned into an incomparably huge Buddhist scripture, covering the sky wall and pressing towards the Bronze Mountain.
‘Chi!’
The evil hand protruding from the body of the mountain comes into contact with the Buddhist inscriptions, and white smoke rises, as if it is being burned. A holy light from the Buddhist inscriptions is burning and flickering, trying to melt the evil hand.
'call'
Just when everyone thought that the evil corpse of Hou Qing was about to be born in the Bronze Mountain, two rays of light lit up in the darkness at the center of the mountain, like the eyes of some kind of creature suddenly opened, evil and malicious, with a cold light.
Suddenly, within these two gazes, a stream of deathly gray mist appeared, and the evil force surged out like an overwhelming force and spread into the void.
‘Chi!’
The deathly gray mist came into contact with the giant python transformed by Mahologa. The infinitely powerful violent python appeared to be invincible. Its body was corroded by the mysterious power and disappeared in pieces.
In the end, not only was the big python killed by the mist, but even the Dharma body of Maharaja was being assimilated and corroded when it came into contact with this deathly gray mist. Every Buddhist inscription, once it came into contact with this strange mist, was instantly destroyed.
will disappear.
In the blink of an eye, Mahologa's body was completely eroded and disintegrated, turning into Buddhist talismans with dim light.
The next moment, these Buddha power symbols were connected in parallel, and the sound of Buddha sounded in the void. Maharaja was reborn, chanted ancient sutras, and showed a fighting snake body. Buddha power washed his whole body, but soon, he was corroded by the gray air again.
Disintegrated again.
"What kind of power is this? It's so terrifying! With Luojia's power, I thought that the evil corpse of Houqing in Tongshan would be completely suppressed. I didn't expect that the mysterious air flow overflowing in Tongshan would actually destroy Luojia's body." Luojia.
Yan felt a little surprised, his eyes fluttered, and he said in surprise.
There was no expression of surprise on Zhu Jiu's face, as if he had expected it, and said:
"Houqing is known as one of the four evil corpses in the world. Although he is sealed in the Bronze Mountain and has not yet fully recovered, he is the best at the power of evil spirits' curses and is known as the source of curses. How can it be so easy to deal with.
The Luojia in front of us is, after all, just a Dharma body, and it was invaded and dissolved by the power of the secret curse. It is normal."
When Zhu Jiu spoke, he turned to look at the golden tree beside him.
The whole tree lights up with transparent light, its roots are like dragons, and its trunk is like a sky pillar. Several ancient lines on it spread rhythmically, emitting an extremely distant black-yellow light.
The most mysterious place is the three thousand leaves swaying on the crown of the small tree. There are vague scriptures on some of the leaves.
Zhu Jiu has always suspected that these scriptures written on small leaves are the supreme scriptures of the three thousand worlds of Buddhism.
At this time, this guess seems to have been confirmed. The scriptures on several leaves of the small tree are gradually forming, flickering and shining brightly. There is even a scripture on one of the leaves that is almost complete.
The virtual image of a small temple loomed on the almost complete ancient leaf of the scripture. It was very ancient and simple, but it was sprouting immeasurable Buddha brilliance. It was held up by a leaf of a small tree, which was very magical.
Faintly, in the small temple, the back of an ancient Buddha is sitting cross-legged, surrounded by nine circles of Buddha's light. The figure is very hazy. The ancient Buddha is constantly reciting a Buddhist mantra.
At this time, if a great Buddhist monk comes here and sees this sutra on the leaf of a small tree, he will be extremely excited and worship with the rites of a true Buddha. This sutra is the original pattern of the ancient sutra of the Three Thousand Worlds.
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This kind of sutra has almost been lost, even in many Zen temples that have been passed down for eternity. Now they have lost the original inheritance of the three thousand world ancient sutras.
According to legend, the Three Thousand Worlds Sutra was recited and written by the Buddha himself at that time, and it contains the great secrets of Buddhism.
Now, this kind of scripture reappears on a leaf of the small tree, although it is not clear enough, blurry and hazy.
However, the scriptures exuded a strange power, and the aura was permeating the air. The three people on the boat seemed to have a sense of being on the road in an instant, as if the supreme sea of dao was right in front of them, and they could reach out at any time.
touch.
Just when the small trees were swaying and the vision was wonderful, something happened again in the direction of Bronze Mountain.
Where Tongshan was located, everything suddenly became bright and bright. Countless Buddha haloes fell from the sky. The auspicious colors came to the world. Pieces of Buddha flowers fell down, and the air was filled with the smell of sandalwood.
Suddenly, a vast Buddha's voice sounded between heaven and earth, and a shadow of a temple appeared in the sky.
Maharaja's Dharmakaya soared into the sky, turned into a Buddhist talisman, and landed on the wall of this ancient temple, becoming one of the thousands of Buddhist talismans.
Due to the appearance of the temple, everything in this world is changing. Outside the sky, in the bright starry sky, countless stars are shining. Each star corresponds to a symbol on the temple, turning into a starry sky Buddha sitting in the sky.
Incomparably majestic and majestic.
This scene is so magical. Stars turn into Buddhas. Tens of thousands of Buddhas sit cross-legged in the sky. Each one is shining with the light of Buddha. This is such a majestic scene and power. Even if you see it in person, you can't believe it. It's like a dream.
Fantasy!
At this moment, almost all the cultivators in the Tomb Mountain Domain were looking up at the stars, exclaiming at this unbelievable sight, and some cultivators were even bowing their heads in worship.
Indeed, this scene of ten thousand stars transforming into Buddha is so amazing that no one has ever seen it before, and there is some kind of law of heavenly movement in it.
This is the real Buddha that fills the sky. One Buddha emits holy light, sits cross-legged in the sky, and sings in unison.
This kind of chanting sound is extremely majestic and broad, like a kind of divine sound that separates heaven and earth and cleanses the world.
‘Clang clang clang!’
Zhu Jiu was on the Pengzhou, looking up and hearing this sound. His chaotic thunder bells were generated independently, hanging above his head, emitting chaotic thunder sounds, intertwined with the chants of Buddhas all over the sky, one after another, forming a kind of sound.
The wonderful sound of heaven and earth when the Hongmeng first opens and all things are born.
Moreover, the bell body is undergoing mysterious changes, thunder is trembling, arcs are flying, just like writing, there is a pattern symbol, and a mark is born on the surface of the bell body.
Zhu Jiu stood under the Thunder Bell, with the pages of the Thunder Road book flickering in his eyes.
His whole body crackled, lightning flashed, and the scene was very magical. There were thunder symbols, crystal clear, spinning around him, just like the gods and demons in charge of the thunder machines of heaven and earth came to the world.
At this time, high in the sky, the chants of many ancient starry Buddhas became louder and louder, forming an unstoppable force. Rays of Buddha's light fell from the sky, all falling on the bronze mountain below.
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