Bai Ning and the others followed Qing Deng.
Arriving in front of a treasure palace.
At this time, the square of the palace was surrounded by densely packed monks.
In the center of the hall, a giant Buddha stares out.
Seeing Bai Ning and the others appearing, the monks were more or less surprised.
It was a bit surprising that they were involved in today's Dharma conferment.
But no one said much.
Looking at the solemn scene, Bai Ning really didn't want to stay any longer. This kind of place always gave people an uncomfortable feeling.
It was as if he was not born to fit in such a place.
There seems to be a hidden meaning in everyone's eyes.
Bai Ning followed Qing Deng and stood in the same direction, waiting quietly.
Soon, three monks wearing cassocks came towards them from the main hall.
The person on the far right is Guangxian.
The one in the middle is an old monk who looks very old.
His eyes were slightly narrowed, with a smile on his face.
The old monk and Guangxian beside him put their palms together.
Chanting the Buddha's name.
"Amitabha."
All the monks also chanted the Buddha's name.
"Amitabha, see Lord Purifying Demon Buddha!"
The sound is uniform.
Bai Ning and others also looked alike, and were shocked. This was a Buddha!
It is the existence closest to Buddha!
Lord Pure Demon Buddha smiled lightly and said: "Today I will give you a Dharma test. Everything you gain depends on fate. You should not be surprised by honor or disgrace, and adapt to changes in the divine way."
"Amitabha, let us keep this in mind."
Lord Pure Demon Buddha nodded.
Then he only saw his arm slightly raised, and then waved.
From the cuffs of his wide cassock, light groups emitting golden light floated above the square.
"All kinds of magical powers are found here."
"You can start to understand the Dharma."
Then Lord Pure Demon Buddha looked at Bai Ning and the three of them.
"Donor Bai can also start. Everything depends on fate, but he may be blocked."
Bai Ning and the others bowed slightly to Lord Purifying Demon Buddha.
Bai Ning looked at each other.
"I'll try it first, and you'll see later."
Mo Wusheng and Cun Xin nodded.
Then Bai Ning, like the other monks, began to walk into the square.
Some monks have begun to sit down in the lotus position, comprehending the magical powers in those light groups.
And just when Bai Ning stepped out.
A warrior monk whose whole body was covered with gold powder appeared in front of Bai Ning.
Bai Ning's eyes narrowed slightly.
I saw the monk holding a long stick, performing a Buddhist salute with one hand towards Bai Ning, and bowing slightly.
"I have long heard about the great power of Donor Bai, and I came here today to learn from him."
Bai Ning also bowed slightly to the monk.
"May I ask your master's name?"
The golden monk responded calmly: "The warrior monk who protects the Buddha, the Dharma name is Xingjue."
Bai Ning responded politely: "Master Xingjue, I'm offended."
In an instant, brilliant golden light burst out from the monk's body, like a golden Buddha, with astonishing power.
However, Bai Ning was not frightened. After all, the other party was just a monk in the innate realm, and had not yet reached the level of a Bodhisattva and Arhat.
The opponent pounced with a set of demon-suppressing sticks.
Bai Ning's eyes narrowed slightly.
The nine-petal green lotus mark between the eyebrows shines with cyan light.
A sudden punch, bursting out with overwhelming divine power.
Destroy the sky!
Boom!
The wind of the fist was like a bell ringing like a bell, it was very astonishing.
Some of the surrounding monks who were not involved were greatly shocked. Such terrifying pressure was actually on top of the Buddha-protecting monks!
boom!
In a flash of lightning, that punch had already hit the opponent's long stick.
A huge crash broke out.
The monk's face suddenly hardened.
It felt like I was hit by a huge mountain.
The terrifying force instantly penetrated his whole body.
There was a groan in his chest.
His whole body and his long stick instantly flew thousands of feet backwards.
When he settled down, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
His face looked a little sad.
There was a moment of wonder.
Defeated the Buddha-protecting monk with one punch!
Awareness of action and self-awareness are not opponents.
Bowing slightly: "Donor Bai is indeed extraordinary."
Bai Ning smiled politely and bowed: "I accept it, Master Xingjue."
This Xingjue is not weak, at least it is already in the first echelon of Xiantian Realm, but obviously, this kind of strength is no longer a threat to Bai Ning.
It can be solved by raising his hand. This punch is because he released the water.
Otherwise, one punch could make him half crippled.
Lord Pure Demon Buddha and Guangxian in front of the main hall also stared slightly. Such strength is indeed impressive.
Bai Ning looked at the light groups again.
But before he could observe, a monk appeared in front of him again.
The monk wore a white cassock with a string of wooden beads hanging on his chest.
The treasures are solemn and the Buddha's light overflows.
Bai Ning became solemn, shaping the realm of gods!
An Arhat!
"Amitabha, Xingming comes to receive teachings."
Bai Ning became serious.
This is a great master of the God-shaping realm, and his whole body cultivation suddenly opens up.
Appear in full glory.
Even the blood-killing Shura holy method was activated.
At that moment, all the monks present felt the extreme evil aura on Bai Ning's body.
"I'm sorry!" Bai Ning shouted softly.
He directly waved the Bixiao Sword in his hand and slashed it down at Xing Ming.
Today, Bai Ning's sword intent has transformed.
That kind of supreme edge gives people a feeling of despair.
The two rushed to high altitude and started fighting fiercely in the sky.
The aftermath of the battle was terrifying.
Lord Pure Demon Buddha, Guangxian and others in front of the main hall all stared slightly.
"It's no wonder that this White Donor is able to stir up a huge storm in the Eastern Wasteland. Such talent is truly rare." Lord Pure Demon Buddha sighed.
"Amitabha, I only hope that Donor Bai can cleanse his body of evil spirits and do more good deeds, so that he will not be disturbed by inner demons." Guangxian responded.
"This is a very good thing." Lord Purifying Demon Buddha said.
"Afterwards, you can give the Heart Sutra to the donor, which can help him get rid of the evil spirits."
Guangxian put his palms together and said, "My Buddha is compassionate."
Looking into the sky, the master Xingming chanted Buddhist scriptures and summoned the image of the Immovable King.
The Buddha's palm is pushed out, and the heaven and earth are boiling.
Bai Ning's eyebrows were solid.
He shouted softly: "The falling sword is free!"
At this moment, when Bai Ning drew his sword again, the power of the sword had increased again, like a sword breaking through the dawn.
Directly collided with the Buddha's palm.
boom!
An earth-shattering sound exploded in the sky, like thunder in the sky.
The Buddha's palm was destroyed.
Both of their bodies were blown tens of thousands of feet away.
But Xingming still refused to give up.
"Amitabha, the Heavenly Palm of Great Compassion!"
In an instant, Xing Ming's image of the Immovable King waved his palms in the sky, together with Xing Ming.
They attacked Bai Ning from both sides.
Bai Ning urged Sumeru to perform the Dharma.
Want to break free.
But he found that no matter where he went, those two palms seemed to be staring at him.
He clasped his hands towards him.
Bai Ning's expression changed, this Buddhist magical power was indeed extraordinary!
He snorted coldly. If that was the case, then he had nothing to hesitate about.
In an instant, monstrous sword intent burst out from his body.
The aura of 'nothingness' began to permeate the air.
Around his sword intent, everything turned into nothingness, and nothing could be left behind.
His eyebrows were resolute, and he exuded an aura of pride and arrogance.
He wants to be invincible!
He shouted softly in his mind.
"Great freedom, my heart is like the wind! Kill!"
With one sword, he swept across the world.
Wu Zhi's sword intent destroyed everything and destroyed all the Buddha's light on the Buddha's palm.
Then the sword light between the Buddha's palms swept past and directly cut the pair of Buddha's palms in the middle.
That moment.
Xingming's pupils froze instantly.
His such a powerful attack was actually broken like this?
But it's not over yet.
The sword light cut open the Buddha's palm, and the sword intent exploded instantly.
It was like an explosion of divine power and began to boil violently.
Then, under everyone's gaze, it exploded.
The pair of towering Buddha palms exploded in the sky.
The remnant power of the explosion seemed to sweep towards the earth.
The Lord Purifying Demon Buddha waved his hand slightly and was thrown away.
The sword energy spread to every inch of the Dharma body, and the Fudo Ming King of Xing Ming began to disintegrate.
There were bursts of roaring in the sky.
But the white-robed figure in the sky remained motionless.
Standing proudly between heaven and earth.
Xing Ming didn't move anymore and looked at Bai Ning.
"Donor Bai's swordsmanship is unparalleled, and this young monk can't help but be defeated."
Bai Ning shook his head and said: "Master has not lost. If we keep fighting, I will be the loser."
Xingming shook his head slightly: "The young monk lost, and he lost in terms of realm."
"Donor Bai can go and experience magical powers."
Bai Ning raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but fortunately it wasn't difficult.
Divine foot power!
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