"How the Buddha ascended to heaven!"
Seeing this, the long-browed monk looked ugly, both shocked and angry.
The Buddha's method of ascending to heaven is a superb magical power in Lanke Temple. According to legend, it was the magical power that the Buddha noticed after traveling to the west and ascending to heaven.
According to legend, when the Buddha traveled westward, he saw the suffering of all sentient beings and the distress of all souls. Therefore, he transformed into a Buddha and ascended to heaven, walking on white lotuses, raining down sweet rain and dew.
Therefore, the Buddha's method of ascending to heaven is extremely mysterious and wonderful. He can ignore all the restrictions of formations and magical powers and ascend to heaven to walk. It is even more wonderful to save all sentient beings and purify evil spirits.
Even in the entire world, the Buddha's method of ascending to heaven is a rare and supreme magical power and escape method.
However, although the Buddha's method of ascending to heaven is mysterious and powerful, the requirements for understanding and Buddha nature are so strict and high that the entire Langke Temple has only been passed down to this day. ???Only a few people can understand the Buddha's method of ascending to heaven, and even fewer can practice the Buddha's method of ascending to heaven to such a state as Wusama.
Of course, this is not the reason why the long-browed monk is angry. The reason why he is angry is because Wu Ding did not know the Buddha's method of ascending to heaven before rebelling against Lanke Temple. Unexpectedly, it only took a few decades for Wu Ding to reach heaven. He has cultivated the Buddha's method of ascension to heaven to such a level, which shows the strength of his unfixed understanding and Buddha nature.
And with this method at hand, it will undoubtedly be even more difficult to capture Wuding.
In addition to being frightened and angry, the long-browed monk was more regretful and sad.
After all, Wu Ding was originally a Buddhist disciple of the previous generation of Lanke Temple. The talent and understanding shown by Wu Ding were enough for Lanke Temple to flourish and Buddhism to flourish. But now he has fallen into the devil's path and became an enemy of Lanke Temple. How could he not Make people feel sad and sad?
"Uncle Changmei, my Buddha's method of ascending to heaven can still be seen by you..."
Wu Ding looked down at the long-browed divine monk and said with a smile: "Uncle Master, your Dharma is wrong!"
"If Buddhism does not help the world, save people, and save all sentient beings, is it still Buddhism? Is it still considered my Buddha? You are wrong, really wrong..."
The long-browed monk looked solemn and silent.
"Hey, hey, monk, if you want to leave, take us with you..."
Seeing that Wu Ding was about to leave, Yipou immediately became anxious and yelled at Wu Ding, but before he could finish his words, Wu Ding had already ascended into the sky and disappeared.
"Damn, I knew this monk was not loyal. Immeasurable Blessings. None of these bald donkeys are really good."
Seeing Wu Ding abandoning them and escaping alone, Yipou immediately cursed. But just after he cursed a few times, Yipou suddenly felt an unkind gaze. He couldn't help but turn his head and saw the long-browed monk staring at him unkindly.
"Ahem...what, old man, I was scolding Wuding, that thief who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, not you, the holy monk."
Yipou hurriedly explained: "Who doesn't know that the long-browed divine monk saves people, saves all sentient beings, is compassionate, and is the reincarnated Buddha? How can he be a bald donkey?"
"Monk, don't think too much!"
The long-browed monk's face became increasingly gloomy: "Do you know Wuding?"
"Wuding, who is that?"
Yippo rolled his eyes: "I don't know the old Taoist. Wuding. This name doesn't sound like a good thing. How could a good person like me, the old Taoist, who is compassionate and kind to others, know such an unloyalty-minded, deceitful person?" Ancestor’s disciple?”
"Then what, monk? You guys are busy first. I'm still cooking at home, so I'll take my leave now!"
"Haha... these cunning and slippery people, the holy monks, I will catch them for you first!"
At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly came from above the heads of Ye Qing and Yipou.
Although it is laughter, it is sinister and strange, and it detracts from people's minds.
Amidst the bursts of laughter, the void twisted, and arms stretched out from the twisted void, grabbing Ye Qing and Yipou.
Those arms looked substantial but were actually invisible. They easily penetrated the mysterious light around Ye Qing's body, stretched into his spiritual sea of consciousness, and grabbed his soul.
Suddenly, a cold and strange feeling filled the air, almost making him dirty and freezing his soul.
"roll……"
At this moment, Ye Qing, who was sitting upright in his transformed form, suddenly opened his eyes and roared. His demonic thoughts were as wild as the ocean, and his arms were completely obliterated.
However, just when he buried those arms, a ghost figure silently appeared behind Ye Qing's Zizuo Tianmo Yangshen.
I saw that ghost figure, shaped like a transparent mountain of meat, with a huge mouth at its belly button. The huge mouth was full of sharp teeth. But if you look closely, you will find that all of those sharp teeth are hanging upside down in the mouth. A ferocious evil spirit.
And through the huge mouth, one can vaguely see overlapping spaces, including blazing flames, dense forests of ice, mountains of knives and oil pans, and mud plows and millstones... It's like eighteen layers of hell.
On the top of Roshan, there is a head with three faces, one small, one young, and one old.
However, the three faces are all somewhat similar, but they are different in age, just like a person's childhood, youth and old age.
To be honest, compared to Roshan, Ye Qing's Zizuoyang Demon Yangshen is also a little small.
The next moment, three faces showed evil smiles at the same time, and the huge mouth at the navel slowly opened to swallow Ye Qing.
But Ye Qing seemed unaware.
But just when Ye Qing was about to be devoured, Ye Qing, who was sitting on the throne, suddenly sneered: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Qing opened his palm, and a bronze bell appeared in his palm.
The copper bell suddenly grew bigger, and Ye Qing also knocked on the copper wall with his fingers.
"when……"
The mysterious light shines and the bells ring loudly.
The ghostly figure behind Ye Qing melted like a burning candle under the mysterious light, and the three faces screamed at the same time.
Before the ghost could escape, the bell sounded immediately, and the ghost suddenly dispersed. Under the mysterious light, the ghost immediately disappeared into ashes.
The moment he killed the ghosts in the sea of consciousness, Tai Sui, the ghost who was surrounding and killing Xuanyuan Kun, let out a miserable scream as if he had been severely injured.
Amid the screams, Gui Taisui's body was suddenly torn apart inch by inch like cloth, and a ferocious ghost figure emerged from it.
The ghost in front of him was exactly the same as the huge ghost in Ye Qing's consciousness sea before.
But at this moment, this ghost figure's body was full of cracks, and a sinister and sinister aura escaped from it.
And the three faces were full of pain and wailing.
"Seniors, I give you a big gift."
At this moment, Ye Qing suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were as bright as stars, his energy and blood surged like a torrent, and wisps of mysterious light came out from his skin, as bright as the moon and as grand as the sun, making Ye Qing look like a god or an immortal.
The next moment, a bronze bell appeared in mid-air. The bronze bell was as big as a green mountain, mysterious, vast, thick and vast.
Ye Qing raised his hand and used his fist as a hammer to hit the bell.
The copper bell vibrated, but there was no sound.
After one punch, Ye Qing did not stop and landed several more punches, each punch heavier and more severe than the last.
There was still no sound in the world.
"The five-color mysterious light shines all over the world, and the mighty bells calm down the immortals and demons..."
Ye Qing's whole body was full of energy and blood, and he punched the bronze bell hard. The bell shook. Ye Qing's right fist seemed to be unable to bear the force and could not bear its weight. It exploded silently, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
But the flesh and blood were annihilated invisibly and turned into flying ashes.
