"Wow!"
Before Chen Yi could make a move, the old Buddha in black used his life-saving trump card first. He inserted his left hand hard into his chest and then pulled it out violently. Blood splattered everywhere in the heart area.
The next second.
A strange scene happened: the blood flowers evaporated into mist, and then, a "crunching" chewing sound came from his chest, as if some creature was eating.
"Manzhushahua!"
Chen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured to himself: "This old Buddha does have some connection with Weoshui Huangquan, but Manzhushahua cannot stop my sword energy."
Manzhushahua is not obtained by so-called chance.
Similar to a rule.
Since he is known as the flower of the underworld, it is certainly not groundless. Under normal circumstances, he will never leave the underworld in his life, because when he comes to the human world... he will die!
All wise people are afraid of death, and Manzhu Shahua is no exception, unless a certain alien species is born in this group, such as the one found in the Cherry Blossom Kingdom.
So far, Chen Yi still doesn't know the purpose of his coming to the world.
The sword light has reached in front of him.
The majestic sword energy swept across thousands of miles, the cold moon fell, and the sun appeared, as if there was an endless Great Wall of sword energy, crashing into the realm evolved by Manzhu Shahua.
In that area, the cold and heat change, and the leaves fall and grow, like a different kind of reincarnation.
The sword energy destroyed it.
The sharp wails shook the earth and the earth. Manzhu Shahua was wailing. Countless extremely thin blood-colored threads appeared for no reason, and then they all collapsed into nothingness.
Human faces screamed and were annihilated. The old Buddha was filled with shock and disbelief:
"How could it be so strong..."
Chen Yi sighed softly, flicked his finger, and the sword energy was shattered. The old Buddhist god in black who had saved his life was stunned for a moment, and did not dare to be suspicious. He took advantage of the remaining strong wind and escaped far away.
"Master."
Yu Lian sat up holding a huge boulder.
"Um."
Chen Yi stepped out of the void, checked Yu Lian's injuries, and after confirming that there was nothing serious, rubbed her head, left some healing medicine, and followed the old Buddha.
As for the other five.
The Dantian is exhausted and the soul is broken. The reason why he can move freely is all because of a strand of obsession. He probably went back to the sect to tell his last words and left them to fend for themselves.
…
Southland, Fengdu Ghost Town.
Three figures sat around, one with a ghostly aura, who should be the Ghost King, and one with a gloomy aura, who was also the Ghost King. They were healing the dying old monk in black.
An extremely weird picture.
The majestic ghost king.
He actually offered a helping hand to a golden Buddha who was supposed to exist as an sworn enemy. The key is that the latter's golden Buddha's body is not resistant to evil spirits.
"Old monk, don't you always like to hide behind the scenes and scheme against others?"
a long time.
The old monk's injury was under control.
One of the ghost kings said sarcastically: "I didn't expect that after fighting an eagle all your life, you would one day accidentally get pecked in the eye by an eagle... Hahaha, things really turn around."
It seems that he has some resentment towards Lao Buddha.
Um…
Just an ordinary partnership?
"While you're here to rejoice in misfortune, why not think about what to do next."
Another ghost king glanced sideways and said in a deep voice: "There is obviously a backer behind this woman. We have offended her to death, and there is only one way to go to the dark side."
Said.
The two ghost kings looked at the old Buddha together, as if waiting for him to make up his mind: ghosts are probably not good at using their brains. In comparison, they are more accustomed to using force to solve problems.
"There is actually no way..."
The old monk spoke in a hoarse voice:
"It's just that this method is quite dedicated. I wonder if you two princes would dare to try it?"
The two ghost kings looked at each other, not knowing why, but they tacitly worked together to set up an isolation ban within a hundred miles. When the old monk saw this, he understood their decision.
then.
He paused slightly and said something shocking:
"Send her to become a Buddha!"
As soon as these words came out, the ghost kings on both sides were shocked, and one ghost king even exclaimed:
"Old monk, are you crazy?!"
"On the day he transformed into a god, he issued a decree that the number of Buddha's attainment status has been determined. The number of Buddhas has been determined. The remaining ones will not be able to become Buddhas in this life. You...you want to create him, but you can't?"
"I will come forward and talk to Buddha. There is room for discussion on this matter."
The old Buddha in black shook his head and analyzed:
"They are indifferent now because they think it is not worth it. Their lifespan is running out. It is safest to save up their resources and wait patiently until the Ganges projection."
"Cultivating a Buddha requires a huge amount of energy and material resources. Whether Jin Chan can become a Buddha is also a big question, so they prefer the former."
"But, don't forget it."
"The Ganges River is just a mythical legend. Even the three Buddhas have never seen it with their own eyes. However, the Nine Golden Cicadas really exist."
This is a determined effort to bring the three Buddhas into the game!
Although once those three people take action, the big ones will definitely not be able to get their turn, but eating leftovers is better than eating nothing at all. The Ghost King was silent, and the old Buddha continued to lobby:
"As long as Jin Chan becomes a Buddha, her flesh and blood can be used by the three Buddhas. When the three Buddhas move, the scales in the hearts of the Buddhas in Lingshan will also topple."
"Gather the power of the entire spiritual mountain."
"No matter who is standing behind Jin Chan, there is nothing to be afraid of. As for you and me, we only need to pay some price in the early stage, and then we can reap the benefits. Isn't it wonderful?"
Having said that, Old Buddha took a deep breath, and a touch of fanaticism and arrogance appeared on his face:
"It's also a big gamble, why should we sacrifice the near for the distant?"
"The two princes have learned my methods."
"In terms of combat power, I may not be as good as the two of you, but when it comes to strategic planning of the city... If the two princes are willing to believe me, the day when the golden cicada will be divided, your skills will be indispensable!"
He had already made deductions when he arrived, almost risking his life as a guarantee that this plan would definitely come true.
Because the whole process was all their hard work, everyone was happy with Yu Liancheng. Even if the success fell short, the person who drew water from the bamboo basket had nothing to do with the Three Buddhas, so there was no reason not to acquiesce.
After passing the level of the Three Buddhas, everything else is not a problem. Anyway, there is the Ganges River projection at the end, which is equivalent to an upper-level double insurance, which is nothing more than a loss of resources.
The air fell into a long silence.
It took the two ghost kings a long time to fully digest the many contents involved here. They looked at each other and said, "I have some doubts. Please ask fellow Taoists to answer them."
"But it doesn't matter."
"Just now, Taoist friend said that becoming a Buddha is as difficult as going against the Ganges River. Why are you so sure that you can help the golden cicada become a Buddha? Could it be that... Taoist friend has some ancient secret method?"
A Buddha can be in the realm of slaying mortals, but in the realm of slaying mortals, he is not necessarily a Buddha.
It is not a state, but a conferment, just like Liuzhu was conferred as a Bodhisattva by Tathagata Buddha, but the status between the two is completely different.
The latter is just a gift from the king, while the former is a gift from heaven and is orthodox.
If the Buddhist cultivation system of Lingshan is compared to a big tree, then Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, monks, Arhats, etc. are the branches extending from the bottom of this big tree.
Monks who have achieved the Buddhahood will receive the remaining shade from this towering tree, including but not limited to fortune, merit, prestige... In short, it is of great benefit.
The Buddha's path to spiritual transformation is often smoother than that of casual cultivation.
The essence of this matter is not just as simple as Yu Lian becoming a Buddha, but also related to the struggle between the three families of gods, ghosts and Buddhas. Regardless of all kinds of interests, their attitude is still that of the ghost family.
so.
If the old Buddha really mastered the secret method of making Buddhas in batches, he would not be able to leave Fengdu today!
