Chapter 334 Peacock King Bodhisattva (please subscribe and vote)
Author: You Tianhe
Chapter 334 Peacock King Bodhisattva (please subscribe and vote)
Mount Sumeru, the highest fairy land of Buddhism, has too many legends about it, leaving endless mysteries in the world. This ancient fairy mountain is not only famous in the Beidou Star Territory, but also has endless legends in other ancient star territories.
It represents the foundation of Buddhism and is of great significance.
Ye Fan led the Xuanmen army to the foot of Xumi Mountain in the Western Desert, and was shocked when he saw its true appearance.
Mount Sumeru is so big, towering in the sky, so majestic and vast that it can pierce the sky and fill the ocean. It spans ancient and modern times and is immortal for all ages. Standing in front of it, you will deeply feel your own insignificance, like an ant looking up at the galaxy, deeply
Feel your own weakness.
According to legend, Mount Sumeru is 84,000 yojanas high, and one yojana is 13,000 meters high. Of course, this is a somewhat exaggerated figure. However, the majesty of this mountain is clearly evident. It is the highest in the Beidou Star Territory and has no other comparison.
Its majestic ancient mountains are boundless and majestic.
There are several high mountains surrounding the tall and majestic Mount Sumeru, which are equally magnificent. The mountains are dotted with ancient temples and monasteries, with silver waterfalls hanging down and Zen chants endlessly making the central Sumeru even more grand.
Surrounded by water at the foot of the mountain in the West Desert Buddha Land is the legendary Qibao Pond, also known as the Eight Merits Pond, because the pond is filled with eight merit waters.
The Eight Merit Water is very precious, and all pilgrims long for it. Drinking it has many wonderful benefits. It can stay away from impurity, purify the body, purify the mind, grow and nourish the six roots, and stay away from illness and pain. If you want to go to Sumeru, you must first cross the sea and cross this
The Eight Seas of Merits.
"Let's drink up all the Seven Treasure Ponds for him and see how he shows off his nobility and rarity."
The dragon and horse have always been indifferent, even after being promoted to the Great Sage. As it spoke, it came to the Seven Treasure Pond and opened its mouth, ready to take it all in, and sacrificed a magic weapon to collect the water.
However, his idea obviously could not be realized. The eight merit seas emitted immeasurable Buddha light and bursts of Buddha sounds deafened the ears, immediately blocking his spell.
At the same time, Mount Sumeru, which stands in the middle of the clear and transparent sea of merit and suffering, is emitting Buddhist light. A magnificent temple is looming on the top of the mountain, which is the legendary highest holy place of Buddhism - the Great Leiyin Temple.
The entire body of Mount Xumi is glowing, with peaceful and pure thoughts lingering around, and a large area of light evaporating, just like the old land of the Immortal Family. Layers of silvery light evaporate, and even more pale golden brilliance flows. This is the purest faith.
The power is blessing the mountain, and it is so dense that it cannot be broken away.
The vast power of faith makes people's hearts tremble and cannot be measured at all. The entire Sumeru Mountain has been nourished by the power of thought for countless years and has long been deified. Every plant and tree has Buddha nature, and is thoroughly nourished by the radiance.
This is the result of hundreds of thousands of years of gathering the mind power of Buddhists from all over the universe. After a long period of accumulation, we have achieved this incredible scene today.
The Buddhist orthodoxy is not only found in Beidou, but also in ancient places of life throughout the universe. The Buddhist orthodoxy passed down by Emperor Amitabha is boundless. The endless faith spans the void, is not affected by distance, and eventually flows to Mount Sumeru.
The divine realm on the other side is as small as Mount Sumeru, so far behind. This is the divine sea formed by the power of true faith. At this moment, layers of radiant waves are majestic, filling the entire ancient mountain, looking solemn and sacred.
, shocking.
"clang……"
The big bell's long and long ringing is loud and loud, coming from an ancient temple on Mount Sumeru. If a scripture hits the ear, it will deafen the ears and make people alert.
"Amitabha, why are you here, as all the benefactors have mobilized their troops? The pure land of Buddhism cannot bear the light and shadow of swords."
An old monk appeared, stood at the foot of Mount Sumeru, and chanted the name of the Buddha.
"Great monk, let my disciple Huahua come out."
Ye Fan doesn't have much interest in talking to people in Buddhism. Buddhism is so popular that talking to them is useless.
"Amitabha."
The old monk recited the name of the Buddha and flicked his sleeves, and the vast power of faith dropped down from Mount Sumeru, turning into a waterfall. This place is too terrifying. This infinite power of thought is vaster than the ocean, richer than the starry sky, and incomparable.
"The thief Tu Shao is chanting sutras there. Hand over my eldest nephew, or else I will sweep across your Mount Sumeru."
Pang Bo shouted loudly, his strong bronze body muscles coiled like a horned dragon, flashing luster, and his violent and powerful aura, like an unparalleled demon god.
"The poor monk is guilty of anger and frees himself."
The old monk made a soft sound, and his body shattered into pieces, turning into bits of smoke, and finally merged into Mount Sumeru. Everyone was shocked when they saw it, but they didn't expect that this was just an empty thought, a shadow generated by the power of Mount Sumeru's mind.
, not some real ancient Buddha.
"clang……"
The big bell is long and slow, and its sound waves travel thousands of miles, cleansing people's souls. Mount Sumeru is formed by the concentration of infinite Buddhist thoughts, and it is truly unfathomable.
"All donors, please go back. There are only monks and Buddhas here, and there is no one you are looking for."
Halfway up Mount Sumeru, a piece of mist dispersed, revealing an ancient temple. Although it was not the Great Leiyin Temple, it must be an extremely important ancient temple on Mount Sumeru.
A middle-aged monk stood in front of the temple door, clasping his hands and chanting the Buddha's name. There were also many monks who appeared at the same time, all of whom were high-level Buddhists in Mount Xumi.
"Donor, what the Buddha pays attention to when saving all sentient beings is compassion. Now it is his creation to save those people who are destined to enter Buddhism..."
A young monk walked down from the Mount Sumeru. He was wearing a moon-white monk's robe and looked otherworldly. He had an unusual status in Buddhism and had very strong magical power, with a kind of calmness and confidence.
"boom!"
Ye Fan suddenly moved. Holding a broken green bronze tripod, he punched out and landed on the mountainside of Xumi Mountain. The terrifying fist hit the person directly.
Mount Sumeru is very strong, with infinite power of faith flowing through it, but it cannot completely prevent this sudden attack.
"puff!"
The young monk turned into bloody mud, his body disintegrated, and he was completely destroyed, full of unwillingness.
"You covet my disciple's Buddhist magical powers, but you still lie wantonly. If you don't help you, all the four elements will be in vain."
Ye Fan's face was very cold. This time when he came to Mount Sumeru, he was already ready to take action. It was pointless to argue with Buddhists.
Mount Sumeru has been splattered with blood for many years. This place is sacred and has never been stained with blood. However, something like this happened today, which is unimaginable to Buddhism.
No one expected Ye Fan to be so straightforward and kill the young monk, turning him into blood and mud and dying on Mount Sumeru.
This is definitely a huge disaster. Who has dared to do this since ancient times? Even if there was a fight, no one would kill Buddha so unscrupulously on Mount Sumeru.
"Amitabha……"
A middle-aged monk on the mountainside chanted the Buddha's name with a look of sorrow on his face. He was reciting the Purana Sutra for salvation. After a moment, he suddenly raised his head, with two compelling rays of light shooting out of his eyes, and shouted: "How can we tolerate you in this pure place of Buddhism?"
These big demons are interfering."
"Rumble..."
The heaven and earth shook violently, as if there were infinite lightning resonances, Mount Sumeru emitted immeasurable light, the power of faith swept across like a vast ocean, and thousands of silver waterfalls fell down. This was the ocean of thought power.
The power of faith is like the sea and like a knife, surging and shining, sacred and majestic, rushing down from the sky and striking forward.
"boom!"
There was a loud earthquake, and the ocean of belief power was blocked, blocking the way. The broken green tripod shrank to the size of a fist, and was held by Ye Fan in his left palm. It emitted rays of fairy light to fight against the ocean of thought power. He has now been promoted to the Great Sage and has the ability to exert his power.
The true power of this damaged artifact.
With the last loud noise, thunder exploded, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The surging power of infinite faith was broken by Ye Fan's fist, and the strong men on Mount Xumi appeared one after another.
"Whoever breaks into my Buddhist pure land? Although our temple is compassionate, we cannot tolerate the troubles caused by the demons in the world."
The huge mountain is unknown how many tens of thousands of feet high it is. It is so huge that it is terrifying. A roar comes from the top of Mount Sumeru. A powerful Buddhist man appears. This time, dozens of Arhats appear one after another. Each one has achieved a golden body, and a ring of Buddha's light forms behind his head.
, each treasure is solemn.
An old monk walked out from among these monks. He was wearing a cassock with the sun, moon and stars shaking on it. His eyebrows were white and his face was wrinkled. He looked down with a kind of majesty and indifference.
Li Tian, the preacher of the Way of Human Desire, shouted: "Monk, don't ask questions knowingly and release the flowers, otherwise our horses will trample on Mount Sumeru."
As soon as he said these words, the dozens of Arhats behind the old monk couldn't calm down. For many years, whoever dared to speak like this was like what kind of place is Mount Sumeru.
The old monk said calmly: "That child has a destiny with my Buddhist sect. It is a great blessing to introduce him to Buddhism and withdraw from the world of mortals."
"You can really tell lies with your eyes open, save people's disciples, and plot magical powers. You are despicable and shameless, and yet you can still speak so high-sounding. Are you a Buddha or a demon?"
Li Tian scolded, opened his mouth and spat out, and a crystal clear furnace flew out and magnified in an instant. The Nanming Li Fire surged, the Suzaku Divine Fire boiled, the Samadhi True Fire rolled, and the Five Elements Essence Fire swept across. This was a cloud of fire, a blazing fire.
The vast ocean covers the sky and the earth.
The Goddess Furnace tore apart the heaven and the earth, enlarging to the size of a giant mountain. Its entire body was crystal clear and bursting with auspicious colors. It pressed down and struck with endless flames, trying to break through Mount Sumeru.
"Buddhism has the virtue of living well, but you are demons and are causing chaos in the world, but you have to use weapons to suppress them."
The old monk scolded, and the dozens of Arhats behind him all moved, each emitting immeasurable Buddha light, drawing the infinite power of faith to fight against the Goddess Furnace.
This was a big collision. The Goddess Furnace was very powerful, but in the end it was knocked back and could not be attacked. Mount Xumi is too sacred, like a huge imperial weapon. Blessed by so much faith, it is invulnerable to all attacks.
, and exerts endless pressure on the outside world.
"Monk, are you really not going to let my disciple go?"
Ye Fan sneered, revealing his snow-white teeth, revealing his murderous intent.
The old monk stared at the green bronze tripod in Ye Fan's palm. He was very afraid, but he would not give in. He said: "He is destined to be my Buddhist disciple in this life, and I have severed the relationship between master and disciple with you."
Ye Fan stopped talking and used the Origin Heaven Formation to outline the traces of heaven and earth. Endless spiritual energy poured into the green bronze tripod, and the fairy light became brighter and brighter.
The old monk's eyes were solemn and he recited a mantra. The entire Mount Sumeru was different. The silver-white holy light began to turn into gold, and the power of his thoughts surged and was vast and unpredictable.
A great pressure filled the air, like a great emperor awakening, and it vaguely aimed at Ye Fan, resisting the broken green tripod in his hand.
Mount Sumeru is extremely powerful, and this kind of fluctuation of mind power is actually blended with wisps of imperial energy, which is so terrifying that it wants to immobilize the remaining artifact of the Emperor's Immortal Cauldron.
A virtual gate appeared on the mountain, as if it was connected to another world. There were roars, as if a group of ancient ferocious beasts were about to come out of the gate, spreading a shocking atmosphere.
"The Eight Tribes came out to protect Buddhism and suppress demons!"
Along with the old monk's voice, a large black hole appeared on Mount Sumeru, and groups of strong men rushed out from it. They all had different appearances and were definitely not human beings. There were big pythons, Yakshas, Shuras, and golden wings. The bird gods...all have terrifying and mysterious auras.
These are the Yaksha, Gandharvas, Asuras, Garudas and other eight groups of celestial beings. They are all mysterious and powerful races who became protectors of the Dharma after surrendering to Buddhism.
These are rare strong men from ancient tribes, but they were converted into followers by Buddhism and reduced to thugs. When they get together at a critical moment, they are a subversive force that can sweep across an area.
"kill!"
Ye Fan held the green bronze tripod in his left hand and made a fist in his right hand, pointing directly at Mount Sumeru. Many of his followers rushed out one after another. These were all saint kings who had experienced bloody battles in the stars. Although they were not many, they were more than enough to defeat the so-called Eight Tribes.
"Amitabha, donor, you are too obsessed with it. You must know that there is no limit to the sea of suffering and you can never turn back."
After a bloody battle, the eight Buddhist tribes were killed and defeated. The old monk looked miserable, and the wrinkles on his face became deeper.
With a roar, the power of faith on Mount Sumeru surged, and a small Mount Sumeru appeared behind the old monk, which was completely built by the power of thoughts.
This old monk was not a serious monk, so he delayed for time and took the opportunity to make a sneak attack. The huge and boundless power of Mount Sumeru, towering into the clouds, suppressed it directly, faster than all speeds, and majestic and frightening.
A kind of extreme power was exuding, and wisps of imperial energy were flowing down, which shocked people's hearts. The mountain suppressed it so fast and violently, it was so huge, it directly pressed down, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, it was almost impossible to avoid it.
"boom!"
Ye Fan held the green bronze cauldron and punched with the other hand. This was a veritable hard attack. He fought hard with his energy and could not retreat.
He raised his magic power to its peak, and the two of them could be said to have used the strongest blow. They collided and the world collapsed. The landslide broke into pieces, and the terrifying collision was magnificent. In the end, Ye Fan won, and he also saw that it was about to happen in the blink of an eye. The missing loophole destroyed the opponent.
"No...ah..."
The old monk let out his last scream. He was standing halfway up Mount Sumeru and was killed. This was really terrifying. In just a moment, someone caught him and killed him. The next moment, his body It exploded into a mass of blood mist.
"master!"
"Ancient Buddha!"
Dozens of Arhats shouted, but nothing could be changed. The old monk turned into a pool of blood, and his body and soul were destroyed.
"Amitabha, good, good."
An old Buddha's chant rang out in the Great Thunder Sound Temple, and the real master of Mount Xumi appeared.
Ye Fan's eyes were solemn. He sensed two powerful auras, both of which were the best among the great saints. An old monk should be the ancient monk who was once suppressed by the Victorious Buddha. There is also a more troublesome strong man with The quasi-emperor seems to be still a woman.
"The Peacock Daming King Bodhisattva of this generation is very interesting."
Yan Kuan in the void looked at the looming shadow of the peacock in the Buddhist pure land, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved.
Peacock King Bodhisattva has a tall body, a face like a silver plate, and phoenix eyes like lightning. He is beautiful and noble, and possesses a great majesty. He is dressed in white clothes, shining brightly, and has a majestic appearance.
She wears a dazzling golden crown on her head, engraved with a picture of the Buddha's enlightenment, which contains the secret of becoming an emperor. It is majestic and sacred. There is a Yingluo hanging on her neck, with sacred beads and beautiful jade strung together in a shape like a coiled dragon, branded with various symbols.
The figure of the Heavenly Bodhisattva and the faint sound of chanting sutras could be heard.
Yan Kuan had some bad thoughts in his heart. This female Bodhisattva looked very good, her majestic appearance was very serious, but she was not sure whether her lotus-meditating skills were equally advanced.