Chapter 280 The Supreme Buddha's Great Thousand World Magical Powers!
Chapter 280: The Supreme Buddhist Power of the Thousand Worlds!
This sea eye in the Divine Power Sea has existed for an unknown amount of time.
Everything must be destroyed if it exists, and if it exists, it must die. After lingering for more than a thousand years in the calm eye of the sea, the four great masters finally had to face the roar of the mighty sea.
Life and death are at hand.
Feng Ziyue frowned.
These four great masters were strangers to him, but judging from their magnanimity and martial arts, it would be a pity if they died in vain in this sea of divine power.
If we take them out...
These four great masters are so powerful that they will inevitably cause some disturbances in the demon-sealed land.
But with Feng Ziyue's heart, how could he not save him even if he died?
He gritted his teeth and raised his hands to Zhao Tiseng, "Master! Now the eye of the sea has collapsed, and the mighty sea is hurting the soul. If you haven't practiced the Sun and Moon Tide Technique, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand—"
"I have a treasure below that can carry a human body. I wonder if some of you can condescend and let me take it out?"
Feng Ziyue's so-called treasure is naturally his eighth level of innate magical power - the world!
Back in the Xuanshuang Formation, he pretended to be Shen Siniang and Lin Ruoyu, the Lord of Yunhu Jincheng City, and rescued them. At this critical moment, Feng Ziyue had no choice but to use the treasure as an excuse and wanted to use the "world" magical power to bring these four great masters Taken out.
"oh?"
Monk Zhaoti raised his head with a look of surprise on his face, while the three of them, Taoist Luan, all had a glimmer of hope in their eyes.
Although the four great masters take a dim view of life and death, when facing a desperate situation, who suddenly has a life-saving straw, who can't help but feel excited.
"A treasure capable of carrying living creatures..."
Monk Zhaoti nodded and said, "Little donor Feng, can I let this poor monk have a look?"
Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Zhaoti Seng remained calm and wanted to take a look at this treasure.
Feng Ziyue was stunned for a moment. He had the eighth level of innate self-enlightenment. Where did the treasure entity come from? He never expected that Zhaoti Monk could still be so calm when facing life and death. He was speechless for a moment.
He didn't want to reveal his natal magical power, but since Zhao Tiseng asked this, the other people also showed curiosity. Feng Ziyue knew that if he didn't tell them, he might not be able to win their trust.
Feng Ziyue gave a bitter smile, "Master's discerning eyes can see at a glance that this is an excuse - yes, this magical power that can carry people is not the function of a treasure, but my own eighth level of innate self-realization..."
The monk Zhaoti and the Taoist Luan looked at each other, with boundless shock in their eyes.
Their faces didn't look like they were happy to be rescued.
"Unexpectedly, this magical power of the universe really exists..."
The monk Zhaoti sighed, with a look of fascination on his face. The Taoist Luan shook his head, "Although the ancient books have their roots, I have never heard of anyone having such an ability. I never expected that today, someone can do this." We’ll see you!”
Feng Ziyue was surprised. The conversation between these two people seemed to indicate that they had some understanding of the magical power of their own world, and judging from their appearance, this magical power was still extremely impressive.
"Hear the Tao in the morning and die in the evening."
Monk Zhaoti smiled slightly, "It's a pity that little benefactor Feng has not broken the void. The supreme supernatural power of this vast world must not have reached the state of breaking away from worldly ties and being contented with it. He would not be able to isolate the impact of the divine consciousness of this sea of divine power. Otherwise, If so, it can really save our lives..."
As soon as he said these words, the hopeful look on the faces of Baili Shuangfeng and Hu Bugui finally disappeared.
Feng Ziyue was also startled, "Master, how did you know..."
The monk Zhaoti waved his hand, with a kind and peaceful look on his face, "Little donor, you don't have to worry. Today, the four of us died here. I think it was only a matter of days. Otherwise, you wouldn't have come to fulfill our wishes."
.There is no need to talk about matters of life and death. Can you use your magical power in this world to let the old monk have a look?"
It sounded like he was quite knowledgeable about the magical powers of the world. Feng Ziyue did not dare to neglect, nodded, and used his magical powers. Monk Zhaoti felt a slight pulling force, let go, and sure enough, he disappeared immediately and entered the purple cloud.
in space.
After a while, Feng Ziyue reversed his magical power and sent him out.
The monk who invited him put his palms together, looked solemn and respectful, and praised loudly.
"How good! How good! It is indeed the supreme supernatural power of the three thousand worlds. I can see it today, and the poor monk has no regrets!"
Zhaoti Seng looked around at everyone and saw that apart from the Taoist chaos, Baili Shuangfeng and Hu Bugui both had doubtful expressions on their faces, and Feng Ziyue was also quite puzzled, which surprised Zhaoti Seng a little.
"Little Donor Feng, I see that you are confused, as if you don't understand the magical power of this vast world. Didn't your teacher explain the mystery of this magical power to you?"
This old monk has such a sharp eye. Naturally, he can see that Feng Ziyue's martial arts is not the path of Qihai Dragon Palace. He may have changed the Sun Moon Tide Technique halfway. Then his former teacher is naturally not Ao Feichen, but this innate
How could he still be confused about his natal supernatural powers without the guidance of his seniors?
"Can I ask the master to explain..."
Feng Ziyue was so blessed that he quickly asked Monk Zhaoti for advice.
In the land of demon sealing, for thousands of years, even Po Xu has only one person, Chu Kuangren. There are very few people with the eighth level of innate power. There are only a few people who can realize this innate magical power, so where can they ask for guidance?
The monk Zhaoti smiled slightly and looked back at everyone.
"Donor Baili, Donor Hu, and Donor Fengxiao have just developed their supernatural powers in the world. Although they have become a world of their own, they cannot completely cut off their connection with this world. The divine consciousness of the Divine Power Sea is impacting fiercely. Even though we are in it,
I’m afraid it’s hard to survive, but this way I can leave a whole body outside this sea of divine power…”
He chanted Buddha in his mouth, "Originally I wanted to ask Little Donor Feng to take our bodies out, but it is inconvenient for all Buddhas to commit suicide. If we wait until the sea eye collapses, we are afraid that Little Donor will not be able to collect it, so I didn't propose it."
"Now that we have this magical power, the poor monk wants to take a seat in it. What do you think?"
His tone was calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, not as if he was talking about life and death.
The Taoist Luan gave a wry smile and nodded, "Master's intention is exactly in line with that of the poor Taoist, but I have to trouble my little brother again..."
Baili Shuangfeng and Hu Bugui looked at each other with sad smiles on their faces.
"Master said this, and a certain family has no intention of falling in love. Since death is inevitable, if Brother Feng can help us take the body out of this sea of divine power and bury it, we will be grateful!"
The magical power of the world that Feng Ziyue realized, according to the monk Zhaoti, is the supreme magical power of the three thousand worlds of Buddhism!
This was originally only recorded in the Buddhist secret scrolls of the Jokhang Temple. Although it was described in detail, no one in the Jokhang Temple had achieved this magical power for thousands of years.
If a person who has obtained the magical power of the Great Thousand Worlds cultivates it well, this magical power of this world can continue to multiply and multiply, and finally achieve one of the three thousand great thousand worlds, just like the present world, no different!
To that extent, they are no different from the legendary Buddhas and Bodhisattvas!
In one thought, you can control this vast world, the life and death of billions of creatures, and wipe away the sun, moon, and stars at your fingertips. What kind of state is this?
Of course, there is still a long distance between Fengziyue, a small purple space now, and one of the real three thousand worlds.
Among them, there are naturally various secret methods of training to upgrade magical powers.
Without this method, no matter how high Feng Ziyue's martial arts level is, he may not be able to complete the magical powers of this vast world.
The training of supernatural powers is different from martial arts.
What Monk Zhaoti said was all kinds of Buddhist secrets. Although Feng Ziyue couldn't understand it for a while, he kept it firmly in his heart.
If you study further in the future, you will definitely gain something.
The monk Zhaoti sat cross-legged on Qiongqi's shoulders, narrating countless wonderful methods with a calm expression. The mighty sea around his eyes was roaring and collapsing everywhere, but he didn't care at all.
The other three great masters also listened to the teachings of the monk Zhaoti and praised him with joy without any fear of life or death.
This kind of magnanimity and demeanor also made Feng Ziyue heartbroken.
Although he did not have a deep friendship with these four people, he could not help but sigh that he could not save these four people.
However, these four great masters are not obsessed with life and death. They are all calm and calm when they see the sea eye collapse.
"By the way, little benefactor Feng, this Qiongqi has been with us for more than a thousand years. Now it's time to say goodbye. How about we ask the little benefactor to take it out and take care of it?"
This Qiongqi is very honest and tame, and does not see the threat of the ancient ferocious beast at all. It looks like a diligent old cow. It is a ferocious beast brought out by the four great masters from the ten thousand year water prison, but it has already been recruited as a monk.
Dharma domestication.
Monk Zhaoti gave this rare beast as a gift, to put it mildly, but it was actually a great benefit to Fengziyue. The majestic beast was extremely powerful, and if it was allowed to stay with Taotie at Wanjian Villa, it would be even more impregnable.
Feng Ziyue took the beast-binding ring and put Qiongqi into it.
The souls of demonic beasts and divine beasts are powerful, and coupled with the barrier of the beast-binding ring, they are less affected by the sea of divine power, but there is no danger of death.
Although the Golden Retriever God suffered some hardships before, it was not greatly affected. He just hid in the beast-binding ring and resisted desperately.
Qiongqi and Zhaoti Seng had a very deep relationship. At this time, they were separated from each other, but they were very reluctant. After Zhaoti Seng urged them several times, they reluctantly entered the Fengzi Mountain Beast Binding Ring.
"Everyone, when the eye of the sea collapses, it is also the time for us to die..."
Monk Zhaoti smiled slightly and turned to everyone, "It is really a joy in this life to be together with all my friends for thousands of years. Now that we are going to the underworld together, we are not feeling lonely."
With a calm look on his face, he asked Feng Ziyue to use his magical powers and enter the "world" first.
Baili Shuangfeng laughed loudly, "Life and death are never important matters. This man is a hero!"
"A certain family has existed for hundreds of years and founded the Golden Hand Society with one hand. If you can stand alongside the three great masters and die together, you will have no regrets in this life!"
Although he had a bad temper, he still showed his master's demeanor when faced with life and death. Following the recruitment of monks, he staggered into Feng Ziyue's magical world.
Hu Bugui took off the big red gourd from his back, patted it cherishingly, lifted it upside down, and brought it to his mouth.
I saw a drop of amber wine fall down, right into his mouth.
He licked his lips, still not satisfied.
"What a pity! What a pity! After hiding it for a thousand years, this last drop of wine is still not mellow enough!"
"If there is an afterlife, I hope there will be endless wine!"
Hu Bugui laughed boldly, stretched out his hand and threw the big red gourd away, then stepped into the world of supernatural powers!
The Taoist Luan hesitated for a while and walked up to Feng Ziyue.
"Brother Feng, I have nothing to worry about in my life. It's just that Xuanyuan Huntian ancient sword. Please treat it well——"
"With my little brother's cultivation in swordsmanship, it is natural to see that this sword gradually develops a sword spirit and is capable of identifying extraordinary objects."
"It's just that this sword was made by the swordsmith Bing Jingxin. It is extremely vicious. Please take care of it, little brother..."
Throughout his life, the Taoist was obsessed with swords. At the last moment of his life, the only thing he couldn't worry about was his sword. It was like his own son and daughter, and he entrusted it to Feng Ziyue as a treasure.
"Taoist priest, don't worry!"
Feng Ziyue couldn't help but feel a little sad, seeing the four great masters stepping into the world of supernatural powers together.
There are still living characters at this time, but I am afraid that after leaving the sea of divine power, only four corpses will be left.
The four great masters who were all-powerful and dominated the world fell here, but in the end they were no different from ordinary people.
How can one not feel sad about this?
Not long after the four of them entered the world of divine power, they heard a crash, the eye of the sea collapsed, and Feng Ziyue fell into the sea of divine power again, and the huge spiritual impact lingered around them again.
Feng Ziyue did not dare to neglect, activated the sixth level of the Sun and Moon Tide Technique, took a deep breath, and flew up!
If the scope of the Divine Power Sea were smaller, the four masters in the magical world might still have a glimmer of hope!
He used his best speed to cross the treacherous waters.
However, the three-hundred-mile journey, coupled with the ferocious impact of spiritual consciousness, requires him to be careful at all times, as it cannot be passed in a moment.
By the time he finally broke through the realm of the Divine Power Sea, broke through a layer of rocks, and returned to the bottom of Yunmeng Ze, another two full hours had passed.
The white sand in front of us is the white jade sand path, which leads to a colorful mist. According to Ao Feichen, it must be the location of the Seven Seas Dragon Palace.
Feng Ziyue took a deep breath, looking at the scene at the bottom of the lake, it felt like he was in another world.
He reversed his magical power and sent the four great masters out of the magical world.
But I saw the four of them, each sitting cross-legged, with their eyes closed, their faces peaceful and happy, without a trace of fear.
There is just no trace of life!
Just like a wax statue, the soul is completely broken and lifeless!
These four great masters finally lost their lives in the sea of divine power.
Even though they were once prominent and had superb martial arts skills, they were trapped in the sea of divine power for more than a thousand years because of a misunderstanding and the manipulation of malicious villains, and finally passed away.
The impermanence of life and death is evident.
Feng Ziyue sighed, buried the four people, and set up a monument to remember them.
This is the bottom of Yunmeng Ze, so no one will disturb their sleep, and it is next to the Seven Seas Dragon Palace, so they probably don't mind sleeping together here.
Thinking of the Seven Seas Dragon Palace, Feng Ziyue turned his head, only to see that the colorful mist had dissipated at some point, revealing a glittering palace!
Qi Hai Ryugu revealed his true face in front of him!
Eighteen hundred years later, what does the Seven Seas Dragon Palace look like now?
