I!The Many Treasures Tathagata

Chapter 80
The evil spirits gathered, and the demons danced wildly.

The Light of Shaolin is crumbling.

The heavenly righteous way and the evil heretics join hands to put Zen to death.

No matter how you look at it, Shaolin is almost gone.

But to the astonishment of all living beings in the Three Realms, no one in Shaolin surrendered or escaped under such circumstances.

Duobao nodded with a light smile. It doesn't matter if his cultivation base is low. After practicing for a long time, he will naturally improve.

But this character, this is not so easy to change.

Although he never thought about really developing Buddhism, seeing how uplifting his disciples and grandchildren are, he also has a bright face.

It was not in vain for him to expend the merits of the Great Dao and bring Bodhidharma and the others into the world ahead of schedule.

As the founder of the Dharma School, Bodhidharma's personal charm in the field of Dharma preaching is undoubtedly added to the full point.

The purpose of training apprentices has been achieved, Duobao is ready to end.

I don't know which evil cultivator is used to murder and set fire on weekdays, and the Shaolin Temple is full of flames.

"All things are impermanent, and everything is suffering. All dharmas have no self, and extinction is joy."

Bodhidharma stepped into the sea of ​​flames and stood outside the gate of Shaolin Mountain, resisting all the attacks of evil spirits and heretics with his own strength.

"Namo Many Treasures Tathagata Buddha!"

"Life and death are extinguished, blissful nirvana."

Under the rendering of his personal charm, facing such a hopeless situation, the Shaolin monks were full of pride and regarded death as home.

Not only martial monks, but even non-martial monks sat cross-legged on the ground one by one, chanting the Buddha's name together, devoutly reciting Zen Buddhism.

Even if the sea of ​​fire was burning towards them, they did not move a single step.

If the Dharma has words but no heart, it is just a piece of paper.

But if it is honesty, it also has the powerful power to transform demons and subdue people's hearts.

Gradually, the Dharma that every monk chanted was transformed into swastikas.

The swastikas converged with each other, forming a huge swastika Buddha seal above Shaolin.

Under the influence of this Buddha seal, the evil demon and heretics became dizzy and bored and wanted to vomit.

The shallower the heart, the lower the cultivation level, the more headaches will be splitting, and life is worse than death.

If you want to get rid of this suffering, you can only try to accept these dharmas.

This can also be regarded as a forced spiritual transition.

However, there are too many enemies, and the speed of Buddha Yindu is limited, which only slightly delays the time for Shaolin to be breached.

"Hmph! Still wanting to enter some blissful world after death, it's just wild."

"If the survivors are not killed, if they insist on resisting, they will all be sent to the eighteenth floor of hell, and it will be difficult for their souls to be scattered."

Huang Tianhua was extremely annoyed when he saw how everyone in the Zen sect regarded death as home, and shouted coldly.

His mysterious light mirror spell manifested a terrifying scene of eighteen layers of hell.

What he said was not false, Chanjiao has been seeking to seize the authority of the underworld.

In order for the remaining Wu clan to survive in Beiju Luzhou, Houtu will not be driven out to extinction.

You can only practice in closed doors all year round, keep your ears clean, and let others enter the underworld.

The Buddhist sect wanted to transform the Shura clan, so the ancestor Minghe kept blocking the Buddhist sect from entering the underworld.

Chanjiao has no great enmity with Patriarch Minghe, and without any hindrance, the progress in the underworld is much faster than that of Buddhism.

As the Qinghua Emperor of the East Pole, Taiyi Zhenren ruled all kinds of people.

Chanjiao also gave Taiyi the real person the function of controlling all ghosts.

His divine position in the underworld is Taiyi Save Ku Tianzun.

In the previous life, after he became a quasi-sage, the avatar of the beheaded corpse was divided into ten parts and turned into ten kings of Hades.

It's a pity that although he has good talent, he is still not as good as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Although it started earlier, it was still caught up by Jizo.

But now Ksitigarbha is still wandering anxiously around the sea of ​​blood. He was blocked by the ancestor Minghe, unable to enter the underworld.

So for now, the underworld still has the final say on elucidation and teaching.

Huang Tianhua wanted to use the terrifying eighteen levels of hell to see if the bones of Shaolin monks were still so hard.

In the mysterious light mirror technique, there are horrible scenes such as pulling out tongues, frying pans, mountains of knives, etc., as well as the mournful wailing of countless ghosts.

Everyone present felt a little terrified.

Especially those evil cultivators whose hands were stained with countless blood on weekdays, many of them had pale faces.

At the same time, it also strengthened their determination to attack Shaolin. Only by defeating Shaolin, could they obtain the orthodox practice method, and then they could prove their way and become immortals.

Otherwise, with their current cultivation methods, it will be difficult to improve their cultivation base, and it will be difficult to achieve immortality. Sooner or later, their lifespan will be exhausted, and they will go to that hell.

Many Shaolin monks were also pale.

"Hmph! The underworld can't control Buddhism."

"If that underworld is really that powerful, then let the soul seducer envoy come to seduce my soul first."

"I see these evil spirits, do you dare to get close to me?"

Damour laughed loudly, his voice was extremely heroic.

He was standing in front of the mountain gate, that resolute figure who was a man who should be guarded by ten thousand men, was extremely tall.

Let the Shaolin monks who were a little flustered calm down.

Since you believe in Bodhidharma's presidency, you have entered Zen Buddhism, and you have believed in Buddha, you should believe in it to the end.

Jade is not cut, not a device.

The reason why Shaolin monks come to Shaolin is to escape the war, to practice longevity, and to have a full meal.

Now that their beliefs have been shaken and tempered several times, their original motives have been transformed into the highest devotion to Buddhism, and they have become the most loyal supporters of Buddhism.

Outside the Kunlun Mountains, Duobao smiled and opened his eyes, and transmitted the voice to the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit and Fairy Zixia.

These are not only the fire seeds for the spread of Zen Buddhism, but also the fanatics among them are the foundation of hope for the spread of Pure Land Buddhism.

It cannot be lost in the hands of these demons and heretics.

"Huoling, Yang Jian has already arrived. You bring three thousand fire dragon soldiers and five hundred mortals, which is enough to deal with him."

"Zixia, take a thousand people from the world of mortals and go to Shaolin to rescue them."

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit and Fairy Zixia bowed to the west when they heard the words, and immediately split up according to Duobao's order.

After a while, Yang Jian appeared in the sight of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit. Beside him, there were the Seven Monsters of Meishan and the Roaring Sky Dog, and there were twelve hundred grassroots soldiers behind him.

"Huo Ling, you were lucky enough to escape from the list of gods, and you don't know how to spare your life."

"Hurry up and get out of the way, or you will die, and this time there is no list of gods to protect your true spirit."

Yang Jian shouted proudly, his cultivation base has improved by leaps and bounds in recent years, and he is already a Daluo Jinxian. Compared with many second-generation disciples of the Fourth Sect, his strength is stronger.

Yang Jian, who has always been hailed as the number one disciple of the Four Religions and Three Generations, did not take the Virgin of Fire Spirit, a woman like her, into his eyes at all.

After hearing the words, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit shouted coldly: "Huh, you are all shameless villains in explaining the teachings. If Jiang Ziya, Nezha, and Wei Hu hadn't besieged me and Guangchengzi was sneaking around me when I was enshrining the gods, how could I have done that?" Lost?"

"You are so alone, and you dare to come here, why don't you call all your brothers and uncles, this is the tradition of your teaching."

"You! It is enough for me to kill you alone."

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was in a stable mood, but Yang Jian was irritated by her words.

It's just that Yang Jian was speechless. When he was enshrining the gods, explaining the teachings was indeed bullying the small with the big and the few with the crowd.

This irrefutable fact makes Yang Jian, who has always been proud and calls himself the God of War in the Three Realms, feel a little hot.

Without saying anything more, Yang Jian went straight to kill the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.

It was only after the fight that Yang Jian was shocked to discover that the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was also a Da Luo Jinxian, and her combat power was not weaker than him in the slightest.

Not only that, when the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit took out the natal spirit treasure sun magic lamp and ordered the natal divine fire to attack, Yang Jian was unable to parry and retreated steadily.

The original Sun God Lamp was just Samadhi True Fire, but after absorbing a series of fire origins such as the Bajing Palace Lantern and Nanfang Lidi Flame Banner, the Natal Divine Fire also transformed, integrating the Sun True Fire, Liuding Divine Fire, Nanming Li Fire and many other characteristics of Shenhuo.

As a last resort, the embarrassed Yang Jian took out the Lotus Lantern lent to him by his sister, and managed to survive the defeat, retaining the last sliver of face.

(End of this chapter)