Journey to the West: The poor monk Bodhidharma, the supreme Buddhist and Taoist

Chapter 243 Nine Dragons Divine Flame Cover!
Looking around, I saw many monsters who were still rambunctious, but when they heard their name, they all ran away in the blink of an eye.

Bodhidharma couldn't help showing a bit of a bitter smile.

"Monk, I can be regarded as kind, kind-eyed and amiable. Why am I so terrifying in the eyes of monsters?"

Dharma sighed.

In fact, he knew it very well.

As the saying goes, good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.

Along the way, while I subdued many monsters, I also enlightened many monsters.

However, after being passed on to the demon world, the monsters only remembered him slaughtering the lion and camel country, killing the blue lion and the white elephant, and forgot everything else.

Therefore, seeing Bodhidharma is as frightening as seeing a ghost.

Of course.

Bodhidharma also understood that if it was just a general fermentation, things would not have developed like this.

As for the current situation, if there is no deliberate push behind the scenes, Bodhidharma would not believe it anyway.

in other words.

Someone secretly wanted to tarnish Bodhidharma's reputation.

Bodhidharma's willful temper naturally annoyed many enemies, and it's normal for this to happen.

Although he made some complaints, Bodhidharma didn't take this matter to heart at all.

The heart is like still water, not to be surprised by favor or disgrace.

To him, fame is as illusory as a cloud in the sky.

At this time, Nezha's eyes were burning, and only Bodhidharma was in his eyes.

As for the other little monsters, they have long since lost interest and let them escape.

"Bodhidharma, are you also here for the martial arts competition?"

Nezha's eyes lit up, he fiddled with the sharpened gun in his hand, and said excitedly, "I heard from the giant spirit god that you are very good at fighting, right? Last time I left too hastily, I didn't fight with you, this time I happened to be with you." Fill!"

Seeing Nezha's eagerness to try, Bodhidharma smiled slightly, clasped his hands together and said, "I was in a hurry last time, and I haven't had time to thank the third prince for letting me go!"

That day at Zenlin Temple in Zhenhai, the mouse spirit Bodhidharma subdued was Nezha's righteous sister, and she also had a great relationship with Lingshan.

At that time, the moment Nezha appeared, he thought there must be a fierce battle.

Unexpectedly, Nezha released the water and released a sea.

It also made Bodhidharma quite fond of Nezha.

However, he didn't know that Nezha was actually a militant.

That day the water was released deliberately, just to perfunctory Li Jing and complete the task.

Hearing this, Nezha became even happier: "Want to thank me? That's great. If you have a good fight with me, it will be regarded as thanks!"

The voice just fell.

Didn't wait for Dharma to answer.

Nezha was gearing up, but couldn't hold back any longer, and stabbed Bodhidharma with his spear.

Vast mana, turbulent like waves.

On the tip of the fire-pointed gun, monstrous flames suddenly rose.

Like a dragon roaring.

He rushed towards Bodhidharma fiercely.

Flames swept across, heat waves surged, and the surrounding temperature instantly increased a lot.

Solanum nigrum's face changed slightly: "Master?"

The person in front of him is the legendary God of the Three Altars.

At the age of seven, he already had the power to subdue the dragon, and he was also the incarnation of the lotus flower, possessing many magic weapons to destroy the world.

Coupled with so many years of hard work and cultivation, mana and supernatural powers are by no means comparable to ordinary gods.

You know, Solanum nigrum grew up listening to the legend of Nezha.

however.

Bodhidharma remained indifferent, standing where he was, with lowered eyebrows and eyes, motionless.

Aiming at the direction from which the fire-pointed spear came, he suddenly stretched out the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and caught the point of the spear all at once.

No one can describe the speed of this clip, and no one can describe the power of this clip.

all of a sudden.

The fire-pointed spear immediately stagnated in mid-air, unable to thrust forward half an inch.

The sky is full of flames, disappearing invisible.

"what?"

Nezha tilted his head and looked at Bodhidharma, "You monk, you really are a bit strong!"

"Accepted!"

Dharma smiled lightly.

"Hmph, don't let me!"

Nezha snorted coldly, and suddenly changed his move, holding the fire-pointed gun between his palms, and rubbing it vigorously.

The fire-pointed gun suddenly turned into an electric-optic dragon drill, electric chips flew everywhere, and spun at a high speed, forcing Bodhidharma to let go of his fingers.

"Look at the gun!"

Seeing this, Nezha held the fire-pointed gun tightly and stabbed out again.

Dharma flicked his fingers.

"Zheng!"

A powerful and unparalleled force frantically flocked towards Nezha along with the pointed spear.

Nezha felt a big shock in his mouth, and couldn't hold it for a while, the flaming spear flew out of the air like a shooting star.

"Chong!"

Straight into a mountain.

And Nezha was also impacted by this force, and retreated tens of miles before he stabilized his figure.

"So strong!"

There was no sign of frustration in Nezha's eyes.

On the contrary, he became more and more motivated to fight.

In the depths of the eyes, there was a hint of ferocity.

Immediately hold the right palm empty.

boom!
Accompanied by a huge cracking sound, rocks flew randomly.

The fire-pointed gun automatically flew back into Nezha's palm.

Nezha put his hand into the leopard skin bag, took out a gold brick, and threw it towards Bodhidharma.

The gold brick pierced through the void, like a golden lightning bolt.

But in the blink of an eye, he had already flown in front of Bodhidharma.

Damo still does not hide.

next moment.

"clang!"

It seemed that it had hit the bronze hard, and it was startled by a thousand rays of light.

Looking at Bodhidharma again, he looked calm and safe.

And Nezha's gold brick fell to the ground and broke in two!

"My gold brick!"

Nezha's expression changed immediately.

To know.

This piece of gold brick is one of the eight treasures of Taiyi Zhenren.

Since Nezha's incarnation as a lotus flower, he has been following Nezha around, helping Nezha to establish a lot of miraculous achievements.

more importantly.

This gold brick is incomparably hard, it has fought against many magic weapons, but it is still intact, and there is no trace of stewing.

Unexpectedly, it was broken in two when it hit Bodhidharma.

"This monk's dharma body is so hard?"

Nezha was taken aback.

At the moment, I no longer dare to feel underestimated.

"Good Dharma, look at this artifact of mine again!"

Stepping on a hot wheel and holding a fire-pointed gun, Nezha stood in the void, made a formula, and threw the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover in midair.

"Kowloon Divine Fire Cover?"

Seeing this, Bodhidharma frowned slightly.

Not to mention thinking about it.

But seeing that the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover had already fallen down, covering Bodhidharma inside.

Bodhidharma looked around, and there was a vast expanse of yellow in front of him, he didn't know east, west, north, south.

"This should be Nezha's strongest magic weapon!"

You know, the real Taiyi used to hold the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover to kill Shiji and Sun Tianjun in the Ten Absolute Formation.

Even Yuan Hong, the leader of the seven monsters in Meishan, did not dare to confront the Nine Dragons Divine Flame, but could only dodge.

This shows how powerful the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Shield is.

Under the hood, Nezha shouted loudly outside: "Dharma, do you admit defeat? If you admit defeat, I will let you out!"

"Admit defeat or not admit defeat, what matters!"

Bodhidharma smiled, "The poor monk wants to see the power of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Shield!"

(End of this chapter)