"Are you a Buddhist Buddha?"
He Ping'an looked coldly at the Thousand-foot Golden Buddha in front of him, and remembered that in the realm of transcendence, Buddhist monks called him Buddha.
The strength is comparable to that of a true immortal.
"Amitabha, a poor monk holding the ground, has seen the benefactor Ximen."
"Why are you here?"
He Ping'an cherishes words like gold.
"The donor has a predestined relationship with Buddhism. How about taking refuge in the Buddha?"
"Take refuge in my Buddha and gain great freedom!"
"Take refuge in my Buddha and gain infinite life!"
Buddha Chidi did not answer his question. Instead, he vomited golden lotuses, and his words contained the true meaning of Buddhism. A strange power of temptation came, and He Pingan couldn't help but worship him, and he wanted to become a Buddha immediately.
"cut!"
The Divine Refining Technique in He Ping'an's body started to operate automatically, and the majestic power of divine consciousness surged out, transforming into a dazzling small sword of divine consciousness, cutting into pieces this bewitching power.
"Om!"
Seeing that He Pingan had not converted to Buddhism, Buddha Zhiding suddenly became murderous and uttered mantras. A golden Om word surrounded the endless Buddha light and came towards He Pingan to suppress it.
If it cannot be used by Buddhism, then it will be destroyed.
When the Jinzi was first exported, it was only about ten feet in size, but by the time it reached He Pingan's side, it had grown to a size of thousands of feet.
The golden liquid flows on it, and the Buddha's light condenses into substance, completely blocking He Pingan's face, and at the same time, it implies a sense of space locking. He Pingan's body is hundreds of feet away, and the space is like a solid wall, unable to move at all.
"die!"
He Ping'an's eyes turned cold, the nine thousand years of mana in his body stirred up, and the black swords in his hands came out one after another, and the sword light floated towards the golden characters like plum blossoms.
In an instant, nearly ten thousand swords had been released.
Nearly ten thousand plum blossoms all fall on the golden characters, dripping with cold light and shining with Buddha's light.
The two colors of platinum and gold continued to intertwine, and as a huge roar came, the golden characters of Qianzhang were torn into pieces by the white sword light.
The white sword light did not diminish at all, and thousands of plum blossoms formed a huge winter plum, slowly floating towards the Buddha.
Before he even got close, the body of Buddha Dharma Dharma had already been frozen.
The golden Buddha light was suppressed and torn into pieces by the dripping sword light, and it was getting closer and closer to the thousand-foot golden Buddha holding the Buddha.
"Om!"
"Well!"
"Woolen cloth!"
"Bah!"
"mum!"
"Hum!"
Buddha holding the ground uttered six mantras in succession, and kept blasting towards the huge plum blossom with sword energy.
With a thought in He Pingan's mind, 9,000 years of mana spurted out of his body and fell onto the plum blossoms of sword energy. Suddenly, there was a majestic white light, and a sharp and killing sword energy floated above the plum blossoms.
The white sword energy is like a holy plum blossom, swimming against the current in the golden Buddha light, getting closer to the Buddha holding the ground little by little.
The golden light was still bright, but Buddha Dharma was feeling terrified. Looking at the holy winter plum, it seemed like drops of blood were urging him to cut off the golden Buddha head on the Buddha's neck.
The golden light from the body of the Buddha holding the ground overflowed again, and on the thousand-foot golden body, the glazed Buddha light condensed into a stream, blocking the plum blossom of sword energy.
"Zheng!"
The powerful sword light was powerful, and as the plum blossoms turned, it chopped the glazed Buddha light of the Buddha into pieces and rushed towards the golden body of the Buddha.
At this time, there was no more Buddha's light blocking the path. Jianqi Hanmei took a few breaths and arrived in front of the golden Buddha's head.
"Donor, we can talk!"
For the first time, a trace of fear appeared on the face of the Buddha. He spit out a ray of Buddha's light from his mouth, barely blocked the sword energy Hanmei, and shouted loudly.
But I was anxious in my heart, why did the summons take so long and the person hasn't come yet?
"What to talk about?"
He Pingan's face was expressionless, and the magic power in his hand did not decrease at all.
"The poor monk can help you and gain supreme longevity!"
The Buddha cries out loudly.
"Not interested in!"
He Ping'an's magic power surged again, and the sword energy Hanmei was a little closer.
When he practices the longevity art, there is no upper limit to the increase in his Taoism, and naturally there is no upper limit to his longevity.
It was the first time that Buddha Dharma Dharma met someone who was not interested in longevity. He looked anxious and shouted again: "The poor monk can give the donor a Buddhist relic to help the donor cultivate Buddhist merits!"
As he spoke, a ray of golden light floated down from the center of the Buddha's head and eyebrows, turned into a golden finger bone, and landed in front of He Ping'an.
"Buddhist relics?"
He Ping'an glanced and took the Buddhist relic into his hand. He saw the Buddha's light flowing on the golden finger bones, and his merits were vast and extraordinary.
"how to use?"
He Ping'an's magic power slowed down a bit and he asked.
"Just swallow it!"
Buddha Chidi said eagerly, Jian Qi Hanmei was already less than three feet away from him, and even above his eyebrows, endless golden sword marks were torn out by the overflowing sword Qi.
He Pingan took the Buddhist relic in his hand, looked at it carefully for a moment, then opened his mouth and swallowed the Buddhist relic into his belly.
Seeing him taking the Buddhist relics, Buddha Dharma showed a smile of success on his face, but in the blink of an eye, his face showed panic.
He Ping'an took the relic and saw no change on the surface. When the magic power was activated, the sword Qi Hanmei suddenly turned and chopped off the hundred-foot-long Buddha head on his golden body.
"How dare you lie!"
The 100-foot-long head of the Buddha that had fallen down was still speaking human words.
"When did I promise you?"
A cold light flashed in He Ping'an's eyes, and he activated his magic power. The sword energy and the cold plum blossoms stirred, and he completely chopped the hundred-foot-long Buddha's head into pieces.
As the Buddha's head dissipated, the thousand-foot-long golden body suddenly collapsed, turning into little golden lights and dissipating invisible.
Buddha Dharma did not die, it was just that the golden body of his thousand-year practice came to Daxuan, but his real body was hidden somewhere.
However, after this battle, Buddha Chidi lost at least two hundred years of cultivation.
Xiaoyan's divine numbers are running, the secrets are in chaos, and the divination can't produce any results.
.....
After several searches to no avail, golden light flashed in He Pingan's hand, awakening Wu Fumu's soul.
"Who are you......"
Wu Fumu looked at the unfamiliar swordsman in white in front of him, with a trace of doubt on his face.
"I ask you questions, or else they will turn into ashes."
He Ping'an didn't want to say more to her, and asked with a cold face, "Are you Ding Lanxiang?"
"The little lady is exactly..."
Wu Fumu had already avenged his revenge, so he knew everything and said nothing.
Sure enough, as expected by He Ping'an, Wu Fumu's name is homophonic, meaning without parents.
It was the lilac of the year.
After her death, she was also recalled from the netherworld by the Wangui Sect, but what she met was the avatar of the Buddha who held the ground, a beautiful Taoist nun.
He Ping'an couldn't stop complaining, this Buddha holding the ground is really full of bad taste...
Ding Lanxiang was summoned from the netherworld by the avatar of Buddha Holding the Earth, and she was taught the soul refining technique in order to take revenge.
But what was a little better than Xia Enyuan was that the avatar of Buddha Chidi seemed to attach great importance to her. He did not let her kill innocent people indiscriminately, but made her take a soul refining pill every time the soul refining technique broke out.
The soul refining pill can offset the side effects of soul refining.
The soul will not fall into bloodlust and can stay awake.
It wasn't until she reached the fourth level of ghost realm that the avatar of Buddha Chidi asked her to come to Lu County for revenge.
After she came to Lu County, she pretended to be a mortal woman who had wandered here, and used charm to confuse King Lu. After several twists and turns, she successfully became King Lu's concubine.
But after he took action to capture Grandma Sun and swallowed her soul, he was discovered by King Lu.
King Lu didn't take it seriously. They were just a few unruly people, and they died as soon as they died.
With the power of the vassal king in the local area, as long as he does not rebel and kill a few unruly people, even local officials will not pursue him deeply.
He practices martial arts and practices double cultivation with ghosts of the same level, which can quickly improve his cultivation.
In addition, Ding Lanxiang was delicate and beautiful, and the sound of crying on the bed greatly satisfied his desire to conquer every time.
So King Lu did not stop her from killing people.
She just put the corpses of people she killed every time into a storage bag, and handed them over to a master Niu who was cultivating in the Funiu Mountains every few days.
Until He Pingan and others arrived.
This is also the reason why the Eternal Life Palace could not trace Ding Lanxiang several times before. It was because every time she escaped to the palace, King Lu used the palace formation to cover her up.
The reason why Ding Lanxiang never killed Ding Weishan and his wife was because she wanted them to feel the despair of everyone around them dying one by one.
Until she heard that Xuanyang Changsheng Palace sent people to Lu County to track down clues about the missing people, she decided to kill Ding Weishan and his wife first that night while He Ping'an and others were not yet stable.
Because according to general practice, those who come from above have to rest for one day before officially starting to handle the case the next day.
Who would have thought that meeting Tang Longshan, a serious person, and He Ping'an, a fool...
