In the direction of the main hall, the statue of King Ming who is sitting on the ground is as bright as gold. Amidst the constant sound of “click, click, click, click”, it stands up from the Buddhist altar little by little.
Dust mixed with stone powder and incense ash continued to fall from his body, and his figure became taller and taller, almost hitting the glass lamp above the main hall.
Perhaps because Zhao Long returned the power of King Ming, he alerted the Buddhist Ming King who did not know where he was. This statue of King Ming finally came to the incarnation of King Ming.
“Dong…” “Dong…” “Dong…” “Dong…”…
The heavy footsteps of King Ming’s body rang out as he walked towards the outside of the palace, slowly bending down and crossing the threshold.
The cassock that originally formed part of the hard statue gradually became softer at this moment, like a truly huge piece of clothing. The more you move around, the clay sculpture of the entire incarnation of King Ming becomes smaller and smaller, becoming more like a golden statue. In the body of ancient Buddha.
At this moment, this ancient Buddha is more than two feet tall. Although it is still much smaller than Lu Shanjun’s monster body, it is definitely a giant. What’s more important is that the halo of Dharma behind him is shining, surrounded by Buddhist sounds and scriptures. , What a majestic and majestic treasure, and the mighty aura of Dharma.
Lu Shanjun steadied his body, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhao Long dissipating the power of the Ming King indifferently, and looked at the approaching ancient Buddha with a sneer.
“The incarnation of the Ming King of Buddhism?”
The ancient golden Buddha crossed the courtyard wall and stood in the square. His eyes also glanced at Zhao Long before looking at Lu Shanjun.
“Excellent, understand my wonderful Dharma and practice immeasurable Zen!”
The ancient Buddha slowly put his hands together. The next moment, without any unnecessary words, he suddenly slapped his right palm. The golden giant palm gathered the power of the mountain. In Lu Shanjun’s eyes, it seemed like a big mountain was pressing down. There was an inescapable feeling. A sense of avoidance.
“Ouch————”
Lu Shanjun roared fiercely, and the demonic flames on his body suddenly rose. It seemed like an infinite fire was ignited, occupying half of the square of the temple, and the black wind wrapped around his sharp claws with endless demonic aura.
Brush…
A huge claw light was carried by the strong wind.
“Rumble…”
Thunder rang out on the ground, and the incarnation of King Ming took a step back, while Lord Lushan kept sliding backwards with his claws on the ground, and deep ravines were carved out of the square of Daming Temple.
The sound of ancient Buddhist mantras rang out.
“Om…well…ne…ba…mi…hum…”
Every time a word falls, endless golden light flashes, and rounds of light ripple out, sweeping across the entire Daming Temple and several peaks of Xiaoliang Mountain. At the same time, every time a mantra is sounded, there is a golden giant palm, like a space of peace. Photographed by Chaolushanjun from a distance.
“Boom…” “Boom…” “Boom…” “Boom…” “Boom…” “Boom…”
After six blows, Lu Shanjun’s huge monster body flew backwards away from the hilltop where Daming Temple was located, and hit the mountainside hundreds of feet away with a “bang”.
Trees were broken on the mountain, and rocks collapsed. The loud noise was deafening, and smoke and dust billowed all around.
‘It’s just the incarnation of King Ming, so powerful? ’
Lu Shanjun was shocked. The few blows just now had already caused him some injuries, and he felt a dull pain in his body and bones. With his current cultivation level, some minor problems would not have any impact at all, and would only cause temporary pain at most. , the pain won’t last, so I’m sure it will be more difficult to keep going head-on.
But this ancient Buddha is not as calm as it appears. At least there are several claw marks on the cassock on the chest, revealing the golden skin inside, and the skin is not intact, although the broken epidermis is very It’s shallow, but it also reveals the plaster of the statue inside.
This made Lu Shanjun understand that although the golden ancient Buddha now looks like a person, it is not the real King Ming personally. In essence, it is still a clay sculpture and can be broken.
The demonic aura on the mountainside became more and more intense, and the infinite demonic flames repainted half of the sky, forming a virtual image of a strange beast, as if a huge demonic beast was lying on the opposite peaks.
“Sitting on the ground, King Ming Buddha, Zhao Long and I have already made an agreement. Today, he and I have a cause and effect, and this matter has nothing to do with Buddhism. Moreover, according to the power of King Ming, the eminent monk of Daming Temple has asked Zhao Long about his wishes. No? Did you, the sitting Buddha, ask him about his wishes?”
Lu Shanjun’s roar echoed through the entire Xiaoliang Mountain, and the rumbling tail of the woodcutter in the distance in the mountain thought a thunderstorm was about to begin.
The ancient Buddha’s halo is bright, and his eyes skip the shadows of demonic flames on the peaks, and scan towards the distant mountainside, looking directly at the demonic creature itself.
Of the six palms just now, only the first two palms felt like they were receiving force. The last four palms all hit the demonic flames and the strong wind. This demonic wind control has reached the level of perfection, and even displayed various other supernatural powers.
In addition, it has a tiger body, a human face, ears, and long sideburns. It is not a **** but has a majestic appearance. It seems sensible and arrogant. The tail sweep behind it will bring up a shadow, and it seems that there will be signs of multiple hairs.
It is already a strange beast that has never been seen before. If it can really cultivate multiple tails, I am afraid that it will become a great monster in the future. It is not advisable to slowly consume it, and it needs to be suppressed by thunder.
“The Dharma is boundless, the Dharma is immeasurable…”
The mighty Buddhist sound sounded, the ancient Buddha closed his eyes, and the Buddhist haloes in the sky gathered downwards. The golden light on the ancient Buddha became more and more powerful, and pieces of colorful light appeared from the sky, rendering the clouds in the sky into seven colors. Color, and the layers of clouds also show changes, forming the appearance of the Ming King.
“The ambition of emptiness and tranquility, sitting on the ground as the King of Ming Dynasty, summoned by the Dharma, not remembering all the Dharma, is called meditation. Knowing that the mind is empty is called seeing the Buddha…”
This Buddha’s sound does not sound slowly and bit by bit, but it seems that there are multiple Buddha’s sounds sounding from the same voice, and endless Buddhist scriptures sound in a short time.
The colorful clouds kept changing in the sound of Buddha, and at the same time they slowly descended. Finally, they turned into gold when they gathered and approached the Daming Temple, and actually converged towards the golden body of the ancient Buddha.
The original incarnation of Ming King once again grew taller and larger, while the Buddha’s body slowly sat down cross-legged at this moment. At the same moment, the Buddha’s light flourished.
Lu Shanjun’s pressure increased greatly, and he felt that the aura of the incarnation of King Ming in front of him was continuously rising. If he had felt that he was a formidable and difficult opponent just now, now he felt that it was already a bit unreachable and difficult to withstand.
‘This king of Ming Dynasty wants to kill me! ? ’
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Prince Ming opened his eyes and shouted loudly.
“You monster, you will bring disaster to the world in the future and you will definitely be devastated. I will not let you go! Let me save you. Suppress…!”
As the word “zhen” came out, the ancient Buddha did not move at all, but Lu Shanjun suddenly felt the pressure on his limbs increase sharply, and he felt like he was being crushed.
But after the demonic body shook for a moment, it was not directly pressed to the ground as the ancient Buddha wished. The golden shadow of a mountain appeared on his body, which only made the demonic body tremble but could not suppress it.
Lu Shanjun concentrated all his muscles and bones, stretched out his body and raised his head.
“You are an incarnation of King Ming, do you still think that you are truly boundless in Buddhism?”
With an angry shout, Lu Shanjun’s monster body erupted, and he suddenly stretched out the mountain above his head and jumped away.
The ancient Buddha spoke again: “Mountain!”
When the word “mountain” fell, the shadow of the mountain seemed to turn into reality. The overwhelming pressure poured down, and the shadows of the demonic flames on several mountain peaks were shattered. With a “boom”, Lu Shanjun was pressed hard again in mid-air. go back.
Although the ancient Buddha appears to be relaxed, in fact he has used the strongest means available to this incarnation. Once the four mantras of “Suppressing the Mountain and Conquering Demons” are all spoken, the power of the Ming King in this incarnation will be exhausted. However, although this strange beast is strong, Prince Ming of Sitting on the Earth is still confident of suppressing it. At least he can seriously injure it and pin it down at the foot of Xiaoliang Mountain, and then the monks of Daming Temple can also kill it.
“Ouch…Ouch…”
Lu Shanjun was furious. The most uncomfortable thing was that his demonic power was suppressed when it was about to be used, and he could not use his full strength. It would be too frustrating to continue like this.
When you are about to fight for your life.
Brush~brush~
Two yellow streams of powdery light flashed past Lu Shanjun.
Two golden-armored warriors appeared. Their bodies rose from the ground and continued to expand. They were much larger than the normal form of the golden-armored warriors used by Ji Yuan. In an instant, they expanded to three feet tall. , two strong men raised their arms to the sky.
“Bang Bang~” “Bang Boom~”
There were two loud noises one after another, and the powerful man held up the phantom of the mountain in the sky with his four hands.
“Rumble, rumble, rumble…”
The entire Xiaoliang Mountain was shaking, and the arms and legs of the two golden-armored warriors were bent under the pressure. However, in the next few breaths, the yellow scarves were floating on their bodies, and Lu Shanjun also worked up the strength to stand up again. Jialishi also slowly stood up, straightened his legs and stretched out his arms.
For a time, the pressure on Lu Shanjun’s body suddenly decreased, and the demonic power burst out from his body. More importantly, a strong sense of excitement arose in his heart.
Even if it was his first time to see the Yellow Turban Warriors, how could Mr. Lu Shanjun, who had heard Hu Yun talk about him many times, not recognize such an iconic general?
‘The golden armored warrior is a divine protector created by the master’s spell, and the master is nearby! ’
In the square of Daming Temple, Prince Ming’s eyes flashed, staring at Lord Lu Shan in the distance and the two huge golden-armored warriors beside him. Then he looked up slightly and saw a man in white clothes standing on the clouds with him. Looking at each other.
Without any words, after a few breaths, the ancient Buddha’s voice came again.
“Down!”
Buddha’s light rose up and the huge mountain turned from virtual to real, pressing down on Lu Shanjun and the two golden-armored warriors. The ridges there continued to crack, and the entire mountain peak was sinking or even collapsing.
“Demon!”
When the last word of the mantra, the Buddha’s voice, fell, the Buddha’s Light Mountain took on the color of a landscape, as if it had turned emptiness into reality.
Just the same moment.
“Zheng…”
The sonorous and sharp sound of the sword overshadowed all the scriptures and roars for a brief moment, and a bright silver light also overshadowed all the demon flames and Buddha’s light for a fleeting moment.
The Ivy Sword slashed with almost all its strength, and the light of the sword flashed across the mountain peak in an instant.
“Click, click…”
A thin crack was torn open from bottom to top in the Demon-Suppressing Mountain, and it was constantly expanding, and the endless stream of Buddha’s light on it had also been cut off.
The two golden armored warriors flashed yellow light.
“Drink~~~” “Drink~~~”
With a rough roar, they each pushed half of the mountain away. Then their right arms disappeared in a blur, and reappeared with their fists touching the bottom of the mountain.
“Boom…” “Boom…”
The demon-suppressing mountain had already been cut off by the fairy sword, and now it was shattered by two powerful men.
Woo…Woo…
The endless remnants of the Buddha’s light turned into an impact, sweeping around with strong winds. Trees in the mountains swayed and sand flew away. All the monks in the Daming Temple lowered their bodies or turned their backs or covered their faces to block the raging wind and sand.
The palms of the ancient Buddha also bounced away at the moment the mountain peak was shattered, and his body also tilted slightly.
Ji Yuan stepped on the clouds and fell down. He stood in the square of Daming Temple, looking at the huge incarnation of King Ming from less than ten feet away. Looking at it with Dharma eyes, he saw that the clay sculpture on this ancient Buddha could no longer hold up. .
After all, we were just waiting for King Ming to incarnate and pour all the Dharma into that big mountain. It would be better to destroy it than to attack the ancient Buddha directly.
“Prince Ming, please just leave this matter alone, right?”
The ancient Buddha looked at the tiny white-shirted gentleman in front of him. He looked like a mortal, but beneath the surface, he could also see the miraculous feeling that the dust and sand were purifying him when he was close to him, and his breath was clear and clear.
“Your Majesty is also a true cultivator of Taoism. This monster steps on my Buddhist temple and wants to eat my monks. It’s okay if you don’t help. Why should you help him?”
Ji Yuan shook his head.
“You have your thoughts, and I have mine. Even Monk Jueming also has his own choice. Mr. Lu Shan was indeed slightly offended, so I will apologize to King Ming on his behalf, but I still say the same thing. If so, Prince Ming will leave this matter alone.”
Ji Yuan paused before speaking.
“King Ming is the supreme fruition status of Buddhism. The right and wrong of this should be clear today. There is no need for Ji to say more. The Buddha Dharma is boundless and the Dharma is immeasurable, but after all, the incarnation of King Ming cannot carry this immeasurable Dharma. Incarnation Let’s disperse.”
The ancient Buddha was silent for a moment and looked for Shuyuan www. zhaoshuyuan.com Then he clasped his palms together again, and while performing Buddhist salutes, he looked down at Ji Yuan.
“Your Majesty’s wonderful teachings are immeasurable. You are here to ensure that the monks of Daming Temple are safe.”
Ji Yuan then smiled and bowed his hands in return to King Sitting Ming.
“Please be at peace, King Ming. Even if I am not here, the monks of Daming Temple will be fine.”
The ancient Buddha glanced at the monster with a body of a tiger and a look of surprise on its face. It turned out that the monster had been enlightened.
“That’s good…”
The vast sound fell, and the ancient Buddha incarnation of King Si Ming could no longer support it. It began to lose its luster from below, turned into a clay sculpture again, and began to collapse upward little by little.
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