Become a demon king, sign in and develop for 300 years

Chapter 57
The big sun is rampant across the blue sky, and the sky is shining so that the thousands of miles are clear and clear.

On the cliff, the dark mist and the Buddha's light face each other, just like the two worlds of Yin and Yang, good and evil confront each other, full of spiritual splendor, not like the scenery in the world.

Seen from a distance, the dark mist flows slowly around, the ghost soldiers march forward in formation, sing loudly, and the devil flames burn their bodies,

Where the Buddha's light shines, the golden lotus hangs in the sky, the wonderful sound is ethereal, and the ceiling is colorful,

Where the Buddha's light and the mist intersect, it is like thunder and thunderbolts, stirring up billowing air waves, which spread into the void like water.

The immeasurable auspicious light is like an entity, blocking the crippling ghost soldiers and the devil fire bones and souls at the junction.

Jiang Moshu smiled coldly, not bothering to talk nonsense, and gave his ghost maid a look.

Shen Caiyan understood immediately, clenched her fist and hit her heart hard,
"scold"

Cherry lips turned red,
Like a waterfall of blue silk flying backwards, piercing into the void,

The sky suddenly changed color, and resentment and murderous intent filled the entire mountain.

The Killing Jurisdiction is launched!
In the void, a golden snake-shaped phantom faintly appeared, and the surging magic fire produced scaled wings,

In just a few breaths, the golden snake is about to gather together and form, turning from virtual to real.

Since time travelling, Jiang Moshu has been in a peaceful state of mind. After all, if he lives an extra life, he will earn money no matter what.

Even if it was a life-and-death battle with Danyunlou, the two of them would still be upright in their hearts.

One is to avenge their relatives, and the other is to fight for their lives. After winning or losing, they see life and death, but they don't complain at all in their hearts.

But this monk Lengchan replaced his heart with his own heart and pleaded for the lives of all living beings with false words, which made Jiang Moshu really angry.

No matter what kind of Buddhist disciple you are, King Luohanming, I beheaded you!
Seeing the golden snake on the opposite side is about to rise, the ancient well of Lengchan on the golden lotus is still, the right eye is like a deep pool, and the left eye shows wisdom, lightly recite:

"Understanding all laws,
Like illusion, like flame, like sound, like moon in water

Like a dream, like a shadow, like a transformation, like an image in a mirror,
......"

The immeasurable auspicious light swept across, the ragged clothes changed back to moon white monk robes, and the haggard face turned into the original solemn dharma appearance.

Leng Chan's expression was calm, he stepped on the golden lotus, the radiance was overflowing, sprinkled the sky with flowers, and said softly,

"Ji Benefactor, do you know why I have a demon in my heart, and I can still use the Buddha's light to protect my body?"

Jiang Moshu chuckled, pouted, with naked contempt in his eyes,
"You must never say that the Buddha has no eyes."

Leng Chan knew in his heart that the opponent was provoking him with words, the mysterious light in his right eye was deep and deep, and the wisdom light in his left eye was like a tide, so he was not moved at all.
"The understanding and transformation of Buddha's light practiced by the little monk is the most capable of dispelling the demons in the heart.

Now my Buddha's heart wants to save you, and the heart demon also wants to take your life, so there is no conflict between the two. "

Jiang Moshu only felt it was funny, and said with disdain,
"Monk, just playing lip service, you mean you won't kill me."

The golden snake was about to take shape, and traces of scarlet emerged from its fierce eyes like a tide.

There was no trace of panic in Leng Chan's tone, and he said, "The little monk just wants to tell Master Ji that this supernatural power has been cultivated to a very high level.

Below the golden elixir, ten thousand dharmas are impenetrable, and even more mysterious, that's all. "

A round of Buddha's light like a great sun rose behind Leng Chan, and the immeasurable auspicious light even overwhelmed the brilliant Yaoling in the sky.

Amidst the radiance, the golden snake could not stop twisting and roaring silently,

The twenty-foot-long Dharma body, under the illumination of the Buddha's light, keeps shrinking,

Eighteen feet,
fifteen feet,
……

In the end, only nine feet in size remained.

Light flowers are like rain, most of the crippled ghost soldiers continue to turn into virtual smoke, merged into the dark mist on the ground, only a few ghost soldiers are still struggling to kill the Buddha's light.

The heart-locking resentment talismans on the foreheads of the five bone souls shone with mysterious light, resisting the Buddha's light, but they could not break through.

Shen Caiyan gritted her silver teeth with hatred, and said hastily, "My lord, the Banner of Ten Thousand Ghosts has been brushed down to a middle-grade spiritual weapon, and my family can no longer hold on to the Heavenly Demon's dharma."

The Buddha's light swept across, and a shimmering silver halo flashed an inch in front of Jiang Moshu, blocking the Buddha's light, but it was not affected in any way.

Leng Chan's voice came leisurely from the opposite side,
"The root of Ji Benefactor's celestial demon dharma is still in the banner of the myriad ghosts, as long as the realm is brushed away, it will be like a flower in a mirror, disappearing into nothingness.

And the cultivation base of the donor has temporarily fallen to the third realm,
As for the donor's bone hammer, even though the little monk's Buddha's light can't wipe out the magic weapon, it won't be a problem to resist it for a while.

In this game of life and death, it was the little monk who had the upper hand. "

Jiang Moshu's bone jade flashed across his forehead, he touched his chin without showing any weakness,

"The monk is so self-confident. Are you all Buddhists in northern Xinjiang like this?"

Seeing the person facing him, his face never changed when he was in a desperate situation, Leng Chan secretly sighed in his heart,
Such a talent of King Ming, if he enters Dingyuan Temple, his future will be even greater than that of Lengxin Junior Brother,

The golden body is definitely not a problem, even the Buddha body may not be impossible to try.

Pity,
For the well-being of all living beings in the Western Pole, and for the peace of mind in the universe,

This son should die today.

Leng Chan clasped his hands together, with Xuanguang and Huiguang flashing in his eyes, he said calmly:

"When you hit a stone, there is fire, but if you don't hit the element, there is no smoke.

The little monk made a great wish to enter this world of mortals in order to relieve the suffering of all living beings, so naturally he could not sit in meditation.

Benefactor Ji, you have a hard time on this road, and it is also a rough road,
When you die, when you fall. "

Jiang Moshu laughed and joked,
"Spring comes and flowers grow green, autumn comes and leaves fall, blowing and wrinkling a pool of spring water, what's the matter with you?

How can all beings in this world need you, a monk, to meddle in their own business. "

Jiang Moshu took the bone lockhammer from Shen Caiyan's hand, and red flames rose all over her body.

He released the soul-slaying and sacrilegious soul knife again, hanging behind his back, and the ten mysterious flowers of the Styx River meandered like a spirit snake.

Then he laughed at himself, and shouted loudly to the immovable man on the golden lotus in the Buddha's light,

"Monk Lengchan, you forced me to do this. I never want to show this weird image to others.

Damn you! "

After the words fell, a sea bowl was placed on top of the young Taoist's head.

Leng Chan originally thought that the opponent took the bone hammer as a dying blow, so he didn't care.

After all, it is a world of difference to fall to the third level.

The supernatural power of cause and effect is unreasonable at all, knowing the transformation of the cause of the Buddha's light is the secret practice of Dingyuan Temple, and it is well-known among all the sects in northern Xinjiang.

But cultivation is extremely difficult, not to mention chance, most Buddhist disciples in Dingyuan Temple have tried to practice, but there are only a few beginners.

But once the cultivation is completed, the Buddha's light is brushed, and the opposite realm directly falls, and even some supernatural powers or spiritual weapons disappear,
As a result, it was praised by many heretic monks as a small golden pill, supernatural power over the enemy, and forbidden spirit weapon.

Although he didn't care about it at first, when Leng Chan saw Jiang Moshu sacrificed the soul-destroying knife again, he was startled, and the profound light in his eyes was shaking for a while.

When he saw the jade-colored sea bowl appear, his expression finally changed, "Yinhua?"

But Jiang Moshu stretched his body, and the bone lock heart hammer hit his feet,
boom!
There was a tremor on the cliff, as if it was about to fall.

The young Taoist said in a loud voice:

"The eagle hits the sky, the fish flies in the shallow bottom, all kinds of frost compete for freedom,

This trick is for me to kill you meddlesome person for all sentient beings.

Die! "

In an instant, the young Taoist broke through the dark mist,

With a handsome body and a ferocious mind, like a scarlet black fire dragon that walks against the sky,
He resolutely ran towards the infinite Buddha light.

(End of this chapter)