At the same time that Zheng Zha was "enlightened", in a Buddhist pure land infinitely far away from the plane of vengeance, an inconspicuous-looking monk wearing shabby cassocks was sitting cross-legged between the two Sara trees with his hands clasped together. Down. His eyes were slightly closed, his breathing was slow and even, and he seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
At this moment, a peaceful smile appeared on the monk's "sleeping face", and he chanted like he was dreaming: "Everything has its destiny..."
"It is fate to find the scriptures; it is also fate to not find them."
"It is fate to feel the true meaning of the scriptures and realize the magical power. It is also fate that the scriptures fall into the hands of thieves and are ground into powder."
"Since everything is done as it happens, and we don't force it... His Majesty the Human Emperor, I guess you won't mind, right?"
When he said the last sentence, the monk raised his head to the sky and "looked" at a certain place in the void, as if he was talking to someone.
"I want to repay Pangu's kindness and forge a good relationship... Do you really think it will be useful to rely on such a small favor?" In response to his words, there was a cold snort from the void: "Don't worry, that old guy's holy spear I didn’t even pay attention to the projection...Since there is no way of faith in this sutra, I won’t care too much about it.”
"but…"
"Jie Yin, the accounts between you and me have not been settled yet."
"When the time comes for the promise, it will be the day when all cause and effect will be resolved."
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Zheng Zha knew nothing about the conversation in the void. He was still immersed in that mysterious state of "enlightenment".
On the one hand, his "internal vision" of the limbs and bones in his body reached an incredible point in a short period of time: under his unconscious control, the internal force was flowing along a different route than usual. Through internal vision, he could clearly "see" that the internal force under the operating circuit was slowly infiltrating his blood vessels, muscles and bones...the blood vessels became stronger and stronger, and the blood could also carry More oxygen and nutrients; the muscles become tighter and can contain stronger explosive power; the bones become harder and can withstand greater external forces.
Although this enhancement is minimal, if it were quantified into specific data, the improvement in physical fitness would not even be 0.1 after a week. But with this physical training method, as long as you practice it over time and over time, the benefits in the future will be limitless.
On the other hand, Zheng Zha seemed to see a skinny and haggard monk in his mind, as if he had not eaten or drank for several days. Contrary to his haggard appearance, the monk's eyes were extremely bright, full of great wisdom and exuding bright divine light. He was sitting under the Bodhi tree, and there were demon soldiers, demon generals, poisonous insects and monsters flying all around him, threatening him and trying to hinder his enlightenment.
(Is this the scene in which Sakyamuni was obstructed by the demon king Bo Xun of the sixth heaven and his demon army during his enlightenment process? Next, all these demons should be suppressed and surrendered by his great wisdom and supernatural power) Picture.)
Zheng Zha immediately recognized this familiar scene, and he also knew what would "happen" next. It's just that, unlike what he, or most normal people, guessed, what "happened" next became a little weird...
In a daze, the figure of the withered monk turned into chaos, and when Zheng Zha "looked intently" again, the person sitting there turned into... well, a naked, muscular man. ?
With the appearance of the strong man, the originally arrogant and arrogant demon soldiers, demon generals, poisonous insect monsters, as if they had seen a ghost, fled in panic, only regretting that their parents had lost two legs, but now they were running for their lives, But it's too late...
The strong man stood up slowly and patted the dust on his butt. He looked at the escaping demon army with a sneer on his honest face. Then he made a move with one hand, and the Bodhi tree behind him suddenly disappeared. It turned into a giant ax and fell into his hands.
Strangely enough, when he was sitting on the ground, the tall man was not unusually tall. At best, he was just a little taller than ordinary people. But when he stood up, it seemed as if he was standing tall against the sky and the earth, and he was the only one existing in the world.
Then, seemingly slowly but really quickly, he waved the giant ax in his hand, sweeping across everything around him. The demonic army in the sky didn't even have a chance to scream, and they all turned into nothingness. Even the illusion in front of Zheng Zha was torn apart by this unparalleled power of heaven and turned into chaos...
"I am the only one in heaven and on earth!"
With a loud shout, Zheng Zha opened his eyes and stood up suddenly, startling everyone around him. At the same time, all the clothes on his upper body fell apart, revealing his strong chest and abdominal muscles, and his skin was reflecting a layer of pale golden light, with a faint awe-inspiring power that could ward off all evil and be inviolable.
However, when Zheng Zha completed his epiphany, the scripture on the table also experienced subtle changes: the originally shining golden handwriting on the scripture had dimmed to the extreme at this moment. It seemed that Zheng Zha's sudden enlightenment had been consumed. There are too many miracles in it.
"Hey, have you had enough of showing off your muscles? Really, why don't you go find some clothes..."
Zheng Zha, who was still immersed in the previous insights, did not return to reality until he heard Ye Zi's helpless complaints. Only then did he realize that he had been "Mr. Bodybuilder" for a while in front of all his teammates. He scratched his head in embarrassment, apologized, and ran to the next room to find something among the rings. Put on your spare clothes.
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"I plan to name this technique I learned from the sutras "The Only Self-Respecting Kung Fu". Its main ability can be summarized in eight words: strengthen the physical body and resist external demons."
"During normal practice, this technique mainly plays a role in refining the body; while during combat, it can produce a similar effect to a golden body, increasing the strength of the physical body in a short period of time while preventing external evil from entering the body."
"Well, as for the golden light on the surface of my body... that's actually because I haven't mastered my kung fu yet and my energy has been overflowing. If I can fully master it, I should be able to restrain the light and make my muscles, bones and skin as golden as iron."
Zheng Zha, who had changed into new clothes, returned to the room and introduced his achievements in earnest. After listening to his story, Overlord's eyes widened. He was sincerely happy for Zheng Zha, but also a little regretful... Why did he take a nap just now instead of reading seriously?
As for Ye Zi, she showed a hint of joy: Fortunately she didn't realize this technique, otherwise the person who just "exploded" would have been...
"By the way, when I had my sudden enlightenment, I also saw the Buddha meditating under the bodhi tree, and then... eh, what happened next?" Zheng Zha suddenly got stuck in the middle of talking about his own enlightenment process. out of shell.
He remembered that he seemed to have seen the monks practicing hard under the tree, and the overwhelming demon army. As for what happened next, no matter how much he scratched his head and racked his brain, he could never remember it.
"Forget it, it's not important anyway... In short, with this technique to resist external demons, my chances of winning will be much higher when I face Kayako."
Shaking his head and throwing this fruitless thinking aside, Zheng Zha concluded, his tone a little more proud. But the next second, Ye Zi immediately poured cold water on him. She pointed out the changes in the scriptures and spoke in a mocking tone.
"I think you will have this opportunity soon... Judging from the dimness of the handwriting on the scriptures, I am afraid that the protection brought to us by the Buddhist scriptures will not survive tonight."
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After learning this bad news, everyone looked a little solemn, but except for Ming Yanwei, they were all warriors who had experienced life and death. Facing the ghosts that were about to come back, they did not lose their position. Instead, every second counts, preparing to make good use of this precious half-day of safety time: some of them continue to study Buddhist scriptures, trying to squeeze out some remaining value; others are adjusting their state and trying to be in the best state to face the enemy that night.
Time passed by minute by second, and by eight or nine o'clock in the evening, the originally shining golden handwriting on the Buddhist scriptures had dimmed to the point of being almost unreadable: judging from its state, it could only last two more days at most. Just three hours. At this moment, Ye Zi, who was resting in Zhao Ying's empty room, suddenly heard the communicator on his waist.
"Moses Moses, Ye Zi desu."
What responded to Ye Zi's plastic Japanese was Chu Xuan's calm and indifferent voice.
"I'll wait for you downstairs. I'll be down in ten minutes."
