Why do all the forces call the animal pen a disaster that only happens once in a thousand years?
It is because of the wide range of radiation that changes occur even 100,000 miles away. When the Buddhas were born, everything they passed was in chaos.
The number of lives lost and injured is difficult to estimate, which shows the horror of Buddhism.
The elephant owner was facing the east, standing still covered in blood.
His body and soul were uncontrollably alienated, his flesh and bones had a metallic luster, his internal organs were exhausted and necrotic, and blood seeped out from his five senses.
He lowered his head, trying not to raise his head, but the huge shadow had shrouded the surrounding area, and the sunlight became thin.
"Guru!!!"
A deafening sound rang above the head of the elephant owner, and his internal organs were immediately severely damaged. His blood vessels began to burst, and his skin turned purple.
"Guru!!!!!"
The mountains collapsed, and the falling rubble buried the elephant owner in it. However, it also isolated some external influences, which made him feel better.
Before he was about to die, he suddenly thought of Mrs. Bones.
The two have been friends and teachers for thousands of years, and Mrs. Bones has at least half of the credit for being able to reach the Heavenly Creation Realm.
The elephant owner reluctantly opened his eyes, and the dazzling light coming through the cracks in the rocks made him shed tears uncontrollably.
I vaguely remember that "Wu Kar" means "great light" in Buddhist language.
If nothing unexpected happened, he should have encountered the existence of Tathagata, the "Lighting Buddha", one of the rumored three-body Buddha.
"When the light is born, how can there be a complete egg under the crowd..."
The Bright Buddha gradually faded away, and the light in the cracks in the stone dimmed.
The elephant owner smiled bitterly. He might be tens of thousands of miles away from the Bright Buddha, but even so, he looked extremely embarrassed.
The bright Buddha energy had penetrated into his body and soul, and it would take at least ten years to get rid of it, but he did not have the energy to move at all. If he retreated in the wilderness, he would undoubtedly be seeking death.
What's more, there are so many disasters, and ten years is not enough for him to recover from his injuries.
The elephant owner became more and more desperate, but he felt an impulse again. The fear in his heart disappeared, and his breathing became heavier.
He wanted to see what the Light Buddha above the Earthly Immortal looked like. Even if his body died and his Tao disappeared, his life in this world would not be in vain.
The Elephant Master activated his magic and managed to get up even though his body was overwhelmed.
Who would have thought that the elephant owner, who was known for his strong physical body, would almost turn into minced meat just by being affected by the Buddha's light.
The elephant owner pushed aside the gravel and found a wasteland around him.
The rocky soil has turned into glass, and even the toughest vegetation cannot grow from it, let alone farming.
The elephant owner looked towards the Guangming Buddha, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he felt as if he was worshiping, and his lips kept trembling.
It was a palm tens of thousands of meters long. That's right, the body of Guangming Buddha turned out to be a palm, with only a vertical eye in the palm.
The erect eyes seem to be able to see through all things in the world, and the light emitted evaporates all water, turning things into a glass-like Buddhist pure land.
Wherever the Buddha passed, was there any perfect egg?
The Elephant Master fell to his knees, smoke and dust erupted from his body, his skin and flesh shriveled up in the blink of an eye, and his three souls and seven souls were also on the verge of collapse.
He is not unlucky. In order to find a new immortal position, as soon as he hears any disturbance, the elephant owner will rush there immediately. ….
I originally thought that the source of the disaster mentioned by the casual cultivators was the immortal throne, but I didn't expect to encounter the Buddha of Light.
The elephant owner coughed violently and closed his eyes unwillingly, preparing to accept his fate and become a corpse in the world.
Suddenly, a strange voice echoed in my mind.
"In the name of heaven, I restart the canonization of gods!!!"
"Xiang Master, I am on the list of gods. Are you willing to participate in the story of the gods?"
"willing……"
The figure of the elephant owner turned into light and shadow and disappeared. When his consciousness returned, he was hanging upside down on a twisted towering tree.
Countless colorful fruits hung on the branches, and his body was covered with golden beetles, greedily absorbing the bright Buddha energy in his body.
"I'm alive, but what exactly is going on in Fengshenyan?"
The Elephant Master shook his head, closed his eyes to recover from the injuries to his body and soul, and prepared for the possible conferring of gods.
After a while, the number of monks on the diseased tree began to increase.
…………
The layman Anran is in an awkward position. A large number of forces want to find out the secret of the immortal throne, but at the same time they dare not offend the heaven.
So they imprisoned the layman Fenran in the name of surrendering.
Good food and drinks are provided, and travel is not restricted, but the residence has been enveloped by the phantom formation, making it impossible to escape from it.
The layman Anran looked around. She was trapped in an underground room, with monks who looked like humans and beasts guarding the door.
They do not provide resources for cultivation. Even if layman Fenran can go to Dream City, he will not be able to advance to the Heavenly Creation Realm in a short time.
"Oh, blessings and misfortunes come together..."
Master Anran sighed, closed his eyes and continued to practice the art of entering the gods. If it didn't work, he would draw the immortal energy into his body and force his way out.
At this time, there was a deafening sound in his mind.
"In the name of heaven, I restart the canonization of gods!!!"
"Master Anran, I am on the list of gods. Are you willing to participate in the story of gods?"
The layman Anran was stunned for a few seconds, and then he quickly came to his senses: "I wish, I wish, I am willing to participate in the story of the Gods."
Before the guarding monk could react, she disappeared in an instant, leaving only the helpless and furious monk behind.
………
Xiao Yan also heard about the matter of becoming a god from Ren Qing's mouth, but he hesitated.
The disaster caused by the animal pen has spread to Fendigang. The originally orderly ecological chain is as fragile as a piece of paper.
The leaves of the lush mountain forests are withered and yellow. You must know that Fendigang is shrouded in volcanic ash all year round, and the crops only need a short season to mature.
Nowadays, in the middle of summer, there is an illusion that winter is about to pass. You can see the corpses of beasts all over the ground, and the meat has a strange glaze color.
Tens of thousands of tribesmen from Fendigang moved towards the volcano one after another.
They dug a wide cave at the bottom of the mountain and prepared special elixirs day and night. The main material was volcanic ash.
After taking the elixir, Fendigang people will fall into a state of dormancy, and their vital signs will almost disappear.
Only when the outside temperature rises to about 500 will they wake up, but their cultivation will be completely lost.
But this is the best way they can think of to avoid disaster.
However, the elixir lasts up to two hundred years. If the time exceeds, the body will shrink irreversibly and the soul will be damaged. ….
Xiao Yan remained silent. The gods in heaven would definitely escape death, but if they could not return to Fendigang within two hundred years, there might be no Huoyan tribe in the world who lived on fire.
Wait, Heaven should be located in a real small world, and the security there must be higher than Fendi Gang.
Xiao Yan just wanted to ask the familiar monks in Dream City if they could transfer Fendi Gang into the world in the stomach, so that he could be relieved once and for all.
At this time, the most senior Yang Shen realm walked to Xiao Yan and said with a smile: "Chief Xiao, I know what you are worried about."
"We are the descendants of Lord Huodexing. We are born as a fire mother and die as a fire mother. How can we leave Fendigang where we have thrived for generations."
After he finished speaking, he walked towards the volcano, shambling like a dying old man, preparing to lie down in the coffin he had made in advance.
Xiao Yan made up his mind, knelt down and kowtowed heavily several times.
Then he said loudly: "Heaven has restarted the canonization of gods. I must go and inherit Lord Huodexing's mantle. Within two hundred... no, within a hundred years, I will definitely return to Fendigang."
"Then I would like to send you off to the new generation of Lord Huo Dexing, hahaha."
The clan members bid farewell to Xiao Yan with laughter, without any fear of death at all.
Born as the Fire Mother and died as the Fire Mother, as long as Xiao Yan becomes the Fire Star King, they can still revive, even if they are separated by thousands of years.
Xiao Yan took a deep breath, and then his figure turned into light and shadow and disappeared.
………
On the diseased trees of Ren Qingniwan Palace, more and more figures were hanging upside down.
They are all monks who have inherited the immortal status in advance. They all have different expressions, and their eyes are full of ambition, greed, and fear...
The thirteen people were not selected by Ren Qing, but by the immortal throne. The extra person was the elephant master who refused to inherit the immortal throne.
Their qualifications may not be good, but their compatibility with the Immortal Position is very high.
However, except for Mrs. Bones, it can be seen that Mrs. Bones is not progressing very fast in practicing the art of entering the gods, and she can barely grow a layer of dead skin.
Ren Qing's shadow appeared next to the diseased tree, and thirteen figures fell from the branches.
"Meet the Immortal Lord..."
"Immortal Lord!"
"I've seen the Immortal Lord!"
Ren Qing waved his hand to signal them to be silent, and then said: "Next, thousands of monks will compete for the immortal position..."
The monks couldn't help but be in an uproar. They thought that they had already entered the palace to practice immortal magic, and they only needed to continue to improve the immortal magic.
The Elephant Master and the Bone Lady looked at each other, both of them a little confused about the situation.
What exactly does Heaven want to do? What does it mean to be a god?
Ren Qing was too lazy to explain. As he waved his hand, the diseased tree emitted colorful lights and shadows, forming a gorgeous picture. He could barely make out the scene outside the animal pen and the horror of the confrontation between the Buddhas.
The Elephant Master trembled. The Bright Buddha had arrived at the animal pen, causing the Buddha's momentum to reach its limit, and the demon's aura was immediately defeated.
"Where did the hundreds of years of hard work come from for you to become immortals?"
Ren Qing couldn't help but sigh. According to his original plan, the immortalization would have to be pushed back at least fifty to a hundred years to allow the physiques of the monks to completely transform into incense immortals.
Now I am in a hurry, nameless and nowhere to go.
However, becoming an immortal is the layout for Ren Qing to become an immortal. Although he does not have the five magic techniques to reach the perfection of the Heavenly Creation Realm, his Zhili Technique and Heaven and Earth Life are not far from the Earth Immortal. ….
"You have the preliminary immortal body and the recognition of the immortal position. The probability of being ranked in the immortal class is naturally far higher than others."
What Ren Qing said was not to deceive them. Generally speaking, the physical Incense Immortal and the Immortal Position were closely related. In addition, both of them were integrated with the Immortal Position, which gave them considerable invisible advantages.
Master Anran said with blazing eyes: "Northern Immortal Lord, may I ask, how can one become a god?"
"You will know when the time comes. Remember not to be reckless. Only with enough patience can you become an immortal."
Ren Qing guessed that the speed of time in the restricted area of immortality was different from that of the outside world, and that hundreds of years would be enough for him to become a true immortal with multiple immortality levels.
The monks wanted to say something else, but they found that Ren Qing was nowhere to be seen, leaving them alone looking at each other next to the strange and diseased tree.
After Ren Qing's consciousness returned to his original body, he used the toe separation technique again.
Because he was blessed by the two immortal bodies and the physical Tathagata, he could barely exert part of the power of the Zhili Mengxian, and could communicate with the monks scattered in this world regardless of distance.
The monks at the Yang God realm and above from all factions, without exception, heard whispers in their ears.
"In the name of heaven, I restart the canonization of gods!!!"
Some monks refused, while others agreed without hesitation.
Faced with the situation that the animal pen is almost at the end of its life, they are somewhat aware of it.
Whether to wait for the disaster in the animal pen to break out, or to come into contact with unknown heavenly forces, it doesn't make much difference at all. You have to risk your life.
The most important thing is that the interests shown by heaven involve becoming an immortal.
No one can resist the temptation. The monks who have reached the Yang Shen realm have experienced countless lives and deaths and are five hundred years old.
Luck, talent, and character are all indispensable.
A large number of monks agreed, and after settling in their relatives and friends with the same faction, they all went to the location of the diseased tree.
Of course, there are many forces that are lucky.
They thought that the protective measures they had arranged were perfect, and they were thousands of miles away from the animal pen. How could it be such a coincidence.
As everyone knows, among the bunch of immortal Buddhas in the animal pen, there are three ancestors and three generations of Buddhas involved.
Ren Qing is still standing in the hinterland of the Buddhist world, but the number of monks in Niwan Palace has increased, and has gradually exceeded the one thousand mark.
He must always maintain the state of dual immortal bodies and Buddha bodies, otherwise Niwan Palace would not be able to accommodate thousands of high-level monks.
The time that Ren Qing can maintain is limited, mainly because of the burden placed on the body and soul by the physical Tathagata.
He secretly counted down, and he had to leave some room. If there were still monks who didn't agree, he couldn't wait endlessly.
At the same time, Ren Qing was never idle.
When the monk was in the Niwan Palace, it was a good opportunity to spread the disease. Naturally, he would not miss it and had already used it secretly.
The disease chosen by Ren Qing is called "alienation disease".
Alienated diseases are formed by the combination of multiple types of diseases. The most special thing is that there are no symptoms during the incubation period.
Ren Qing can remotely control alienated diseases and transform them into any known disease.
No matter what the rules of the Immortal Zone are, he can be a chess player and secretly influence the direction of the Immortal Battle.
Ren Qing took a deep breath and gave up the idea of communicating with the monks as the deadline approached.
Rumble.
The animal pen was very suitable for the occasion. The earth shook and the mountains shook. The Buddha of Light made there no night in the world, and only light illuminated the heaven and earth for a long time. ….
Obviously, Buddhism will not wait for Dingguang Buddha to complete his transformation.
Disasters will occur soon. Immortals and Buddhas are at odds with each other, and many people will be killed or injured. This world is about to be reshuffled.
"The Buddha said, immeasurable light..."
The voice of the Bright Buddha resounded through the sky. Sunlight penetrated the Buddhist world for the first time in a long time. It can be said that the sun, moon and stars walked together in the sky.
Ren Qing no longer hesitated, and his body and soul turned into light and shadow and shuttled between illusions.
He was about to go to the forbidden area of the Immortal Seat. Looking out of the corner of his eye towards the animal pen, what came into view was the exaggerated size of the Bright Buddha.
But what surprised Ren Qing was that Guangming Buddha intended to protect the Great Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva.
The Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva is even closer to the periphery than the Buddha in the Arhat stage, looking like he is sitting on a mountain watching a tiger fight.
Ren Qing muttered a few words, and his body and soul entered the forbidden area of the immortal position through the dream.
For Buddhism, the sudden disappearance of thousands of people does not affect the situation at all, and their energy is focused on encircling and suppressing the supreme demon.
Butterflies in the north flap their wings, and no one knows whether they will cause storms in the south.
After Ren Qing went to the restricted area of the Immortal Position, the outside observers lost their effect at the same time.
He didn't realize that the southwest corner of the Buddhist world had been shrouded in thick clouds, and the familiar Yin Qi rushed from it.
The body of the Corpse Immortal was revealed, and chains pierced into the Buddha Realm one by one.
When the chain found the location of the Black Crow Mistress, the Corpse Immortal followed the chain and stepped into the Buddhist world, aiming directly at the blood pool of broken limbs and flesh.
The blood pool has now piled up into a mountain.
The Tiandao Insects seemed to have completely lost their minds, lining up to cut their throats and throw themselves into the blood pool, filling the capacity of the blood pool with their own corpses.
The corpse immortal was attracted by the blood pool and greedily devoured the flesh and blood in it.
In the silent darkness, even the black goat herd only dared to watch the Corpse Immortal from a distance, tilting their heads and staring strangely.
The zombie immortal's appearance becomes more deformed compared to the time in the Dead Man's Restricted Area.
Eyes sprouted from the holes in the flesh, and the transformation to heaven deepened by more than 10%, causing his behavior to become increasingly crazy and illogical.
Only he knows whether Wuming has been influenced by the Corpse Immortal.
While the Corpse Immortal was digesting the blood pool, the expression of the Black Crow Mistress, who was already riddled with holes, became strange.
The Black Crow Mistress swung her tail heavily, destroying the arrangement of isolating the demon's aura.
A large amount of demonic aura swarmed in from the outside world, directly submerging the blood pool, and the corpses opened their pure black eyes.
"Hey Hey……"
There was a strange laughter, fine hair grew on the corpse, and horns came out of the forehead.
But before he turned into a black goat, he was swallowed by the Corpse Immortal.
The flocks of sheep around are gathering more and more, looking at the Corpse Immortal eagerly, as if
In front of you is a delicious and tempting piece of meat.
But the Buddhist world is just an interlude.
Even though Wuming has been planning for thousands of years, he is no different from an ant in the eyes of immortals and Buddhas.
The main battlefield is always in the animal pen. The Buddha chants sutras continuously, and the Buddha's aura exudes completely overwhelms the brilliance of the sun and the moon.
The Eighteen Arhats sat cross-legged on the ground, murmuring with a smile on their lips and eyes closed.
There is a long and narrow tentacle on the back of their heads connected to the Light Buddha, in order to obtain Buddha energy from the body of the Tathagata Buddha.
It is not the mutual help of Buddhism, the Buddha of Light does not care about the death of Arhat at all. ….
There is a huge class difference among Buddhas in the Attainment Stage. Arhats can come to the animal pens and function more like containers for the aura of demons.
In order to increase the efficiency of the glazed pure land covering the animal pen, the Eighteen Arhats are responsible for absorbing the aura of the demons and then counteracting it with the aura of the bright Buddha.
Guangming Buddha obviously has a deep fear of the Supreme Demon, and has no intention of contacting the Demon's breath, and is always on guard against the opponent's counterattack.
This is also the safest way for Buddhism to act.
The animal pen is the place where the supreme demons have a foothold, and it is connected to the Buddha Realm. If it is cut off in the middle, it will be difficult for the supreme demons to escape.
As the area of the animal pens has shrunk, the number of black goats converted has exceeded 100,000.
Black Goat built temples dedicated to the Buddhas, and in a short period of time, prosperous Buddhist towns have been formed.
They place glazed clay on the altar, and it can be turned into food as long as it is bathed in the Buddha's breath.
It can be seen from this that if this world is ruled by Buddhism, even the food rations of living beings will have to be given by Buddha.
From time to time there was the sound of collapse.
The wall of flesh and blood that gave birth to the black goat could no longer hold up after being glazed, and all order in the animal pen would be completely rewritten today.
Many forces are in animal pens, and they don't understand one thing.
Why did the Supreme Demon tie his own hands and feet? Assimilating to Dingguang Buddha was totally causing more harm than good, and he also provoked Buddhism.
For existences at the level of the Supreme Demon, no matter how many Tathagata Buddhas are assimilated, it is impossible for them to break through to the level of the three ancestors.
The Buddha's energy is about to approach the center of the animal pen, but the Dingguang Buddha remains unwavering.
Most of Dingguang Buddha's face has been fused with the flesh and blood of the animal pen, and a large amount of smelly blood still flows out from the connection.
"Amitabha."
A beam of light transformed from the Buddha's aura shot out from the eyes of the Guangming Buddha, and flew heavily towards the Dingguang Buddha. The aura of the demon spread out in all directions.
Dingguang Buddha opened his huge mouth without haste and let out a sheep cry.
Immediately afterwards, the devil's aura poured out overwhelmingly, blocking the attack of the Light Buddha, but also exposing his own trump card.
If Ren Qing were present, he would definitely be shocked by Dingguang Buddha's methods.
Because the breath of the heavenly demon no longer contains the slightest bit of Dingguang Buddha's breath, it doesn't look like the Dingguang Buddha it once was.
Dingguang Buddha's face suddenly changed, countless sheep faces appeared on his skin, and the aura of the devil suddenly exploded.
A quarter of the Liuli Pure Land was dispersed
Dingguang Buddha's face changed from a compassionate Buddha to a lifelike sheep's face in a few breaths.
"Devil!!!"
"How dare you seize the light of the Buddha..."
Guangming Buddha said word by word, and then with the help of several Bodhisattvas, he launched a wild bombardment of the animal pens.
The ground collapsed and the mountains fell. In an instant, the environment of the animal pen was completely different, gradually moving closer to the basin.
Indeed, as Guangming Buddha said, Dingguang Buddha appears to have been completely replaced by the supreme demon.
The situation became even weirder.
As a part of the former moral deity, the Supreme Demon is inherently colorless and formless. Because it has no entity, it is immortal.
But after the Supreme Demon captured the Buddha of Light, a fatal weakness appeared.
The Supreme Demon's seizure of the body is not only about refining the clone, but also completely integrating itself with Dingguang Buddha, leaving no way out.
Ren Qing's fungus soul couldn't contact the main soul, but it still stayed in the animal pen.
He was on the edge of the Buddhist world and said to himself in disbelief: "It's ridiculous, it's so ridiculous. What on earth is the Supreme Demon doing?"
puff……
The sheep's face emerged from the flesh and blood of the animal pen, and its long snake-like neck met the Buddha's energy. He and the Buddhas fought back and forth alone.
Guangming Buddha did not rush to kill them all, and mainly focused on fighting.
At the same time, the area of the animal pen is reduced again, hoping to use the method of catching a turtle in an urn to completely strangle the supreme demon in the animal pen.
Thick dark clouds covered hundreds of thousands of miles, and heavy rain poured down toward the ground.
The foraging vole grabbed the grain, but before it could escape into the hole, a raindrop penetrated directly into its head.
Rain is destructive, cleaning the world unscrupulously.
A flood occurred without warning. Not even the celestial realm was a match for nature, and the changes in the celestial phenomena had only just begun.
The fungus soul felt weak, and it looked up at the clouds.
There seemed to be a hint of fiery red in the sea of gray and black clouds.
The fungus soul froze on the spot, and then suddenly spontaneously ignited. It roared miserably, and in the end not even ashes were left.
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The younger brother among younger brothers
