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

Chapter 50: Demons and sprites, do not know whether to live or die!
The mighty and dark, the underworld is rolling.

The ten thousand zhang golden Buddha light shines up, enveloping the majesty of supreme prajna, sweeping across a world in an instant.

Bodhidharma is surrounded by golden lights, and purple air is lingering, just like the World-Honored One!
In the consciousness, Dawei Tianlong is ready to come out.

He didn't use Zulong's power to suppress the prison, so as not to disturb the Ksitigarbha King.

Witnessing the Bodhi Buddha's light permeating Bodhidharma's body, it was actually lavender.

Ji Dian's eyes widened, and he took a light breath, "Yanfu Tanjin?"

"how can that be?!"

Ji Dian's face was full of disbelief.

Yanfu sandalwood is the Buddha's unique body protection Buddha light!
However, Bodhidharma is obviously only a venerable who has just attained fruit status!
You must know that the thirteenth life of Jidian painstakingly practiced, and finally became a golden arhat with the great merit of subduing the evil dragon in the West Sea, ranking first among the five hundred arhats in Lingshan.

But he didn't even complete the sandalwood body protector!
"Could this little monk be the reincarnation of Lingshan Buddha?"

Ji Dian was startled.

But seeing a golden sky dragon hovering in Bodhidharma's consciousness, Hei Luosha's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Dawei Tianlong True Kung Fu?!"

The expression on his face became a little dignified.

He had personally witnessed the incomparable power of Tianwei Tianlong's true kung fu.

Hundreds of years ago, the God of Killing Baiqi killed more than [-] enemy soldiers in Nanfangbuzhou, causing countless innocent souls to flood into the City of Death.

Because of too much resentment during his lifetime, it was difficult to resolve it for a while, and he actually caused chaos in the city of death.

Even King Biancheng himself failed to suppress it.

It almost alarmed Emperor Fengdu.

It just so happened that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was traveling in the underworld, displaying the mighty Heavenly Dragon True Kung Fu, and with the boundless Dharma, all these evil spirits were appeased.

It is precisely because of this that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has been stationed in the Netherworld at the request of Emperor Fengdu.

As the Buddhist supernatural power of suppressing prisons, Dawei Tianlong's real power is as strong as Yang.

It is said that this exercise was originally created by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to suppress the ghosts.

Especially in the Underworld.

Dawei Tianlong True Kung Fu has natural suppressing power, and the power it exerts is enough to suppress all sneaky things!
Feeling the mighty Buddha power sweeping out from Bodhidharma, Black Rakshasa's face was extremely gloomy.

"Even if this monk has practiced the Dawei Tianlong True Kungfu, the left and right are just little venerables..."

Thinking of this, Hei Luosha immediately calmed down a lot.

"I want to see how capable the disciples and grandchildren of Sakyamuni are!"

Vibrate your arms slightly.

The Heisha cloak tied to his body flew out immediately.

Facing the wind, it swelled like a dark cloud covering the top, covering a radius of a hundred miles.

Countless vicious ghosts surged out from the cloak, and they filled the surroundings in a short time.

In an instant.

Overcast and full of strange laughter.

The billowing Yin Qi surged and turned into a strong wind, flying sand and rocks.

Seeing such a terrifying scene, even Jidian not only felt his scalp go numb.

"My God, how many lonely souls and wild ghosts has this black Raksha refined for his own selfishness!"

Ji Dian frowned.

Any lonely ghost, or a vicious person in a previous life.

But more are the wronged people.

As long as it can be transcended and resolved, there may not be no chance of reincarnation.

But now it was refined by black Rakshasa with sorcery, and it has fallen into a place of eternal doom.

From then on, there is no qualification for reincarnation!
"Amitabha!"

Bodhidharma recited the Buddha in a low voice.

Right now.

Hearing this, Black Raksha suddenly yelled: "Little ones, suck up this monk's flesh and blood!"

One command.

The dark wind is surging, and the evil spirits are ferocious.

As if accidentally stabbing a hornet's nest.

One by one, the demon soldiers and ghost generals, with their teeth and claws open and their eyes red, rushed towards Bodhidharma.

"A living person! A living person!"

"Smells...a monk who smells so good!"

"Come on, eat this monk's meat and drink this monk's blood!"

……

Seeing this, Ji Dian's face changed greatly: "Not good!"

Immediately took half a step back and held the fairy fan tightly in his hand to prevent any accidents.

This fan was a gift from Guanyin. Although it doesn't have much magical power, it can also defend itself for a while.

"Spirits and ghosts, do not know whether to live or die!"

Bodhidharma held the Zen staff and the golden bowl in his hand, and snorted coldly.

"Dawei Tianlong, Vajra Flame!"

The voice did not fall.

A large piece of golden Buddha fire ignited from under Bodhidharma's feet, and swept out in a blink of an eye.

Like the flames of Buddha's anger, purify all evil spirits in the world!
Countless ferocious ghosts melted instantly under the flames of the Buddha's fire.

Destroyed!

Dharma looked up into the sky.

On the cloak, there are still many ghosts pouring out continuously.

"Such an evil thing, let's destroy it together!"

Dharma waved his hand.

Vajra flames, like a fire dragon, roared and flew towards the cloak.

next moment.

Heisha's cloak has long since been reduced to ashes, disappearing like smoke.

"Damn monk, you actually destroyed my magic weapon!"

Black Rakshasa roared furiously.

"Sky chain lock soul!"

He swung his right arm violently.

Suddenly, the void shattered inch by inch.

The soul lock chain in his hand gave off a ghostly aura, and slashed fiercely at the top of Dharma's head.

"Amitabha!"

Bodhidharma grabbed the nine-ring tin staff and went up to him.

"clang!"

Thousands of golden lights surged up violently.

Followed by.

The crisp sound of broken gold resounded all over the world.

The soul-locking chain broke into several pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Like an earthworm, it wriggles by itself.

"what?"

Looking at the half of the remaining scrap iron in his hand, Hei Luosha jumped up and down with anger.

You know, the soul lock chain was given by King Biancheng.

Specially locked up lonely ghosts.

Now it was interrupted by Bodhidharma's stick.

It will be very troublesome if you want to capture the lonely ghost in the future.

"Damn! Damn!"

Black Rakshasa's eyes were about to breathe fire, and he cursed angrily.

"Flying dragons are in the sky, and they can conquer all wastelands!"

Bodhidharma did not give the other party a chance to breathe.

The vast and incomparable mana condensed into a ten thousand zhang golden dragon.

The dragon's majesty surged, tearing apart the void.

"go with!"

Followed by Dharma shouted loudly.

Roar like a lion.

The golden celestial dragon twisted its huge body, roaring towards the black rakshasa with the momentum of suppressing everything.

The brilliant Buddha might crush the void.

On Huangquan Road, thousands of hungry ghosts all knelt down in fright and wailed endlessly.

"Sigh~"

A solemn look flashed across his face again, and Hei Luosha took a deep breath.

But seeing him standing in a lunge, his body leaning forward slightly, his arms interlaced, resting in front of him.

"Heavenly Demon Shield!"

A vast magic power surged out.

It turned into a huge black gold shield, standing majestically like a mountain.

Back then, Black Raksha used this Heavenly Demon Shield to forcibly hold Tathagata's palm.

"Little venerable, a mere celestial dragon, can it be stronger than the palm of the Tathagata, and break my celestial demon shield!"

Black Raksha sneered in his heart.

Thoughts have not changed.

In an instant.

"boom!"

An earth-shattering loud noise suddenly exploded.

The entire nether world trembles.

The golden Tianlong with monstrous power and fierceness slammed into the Heavenly Demon Shield.

"Kakaka~"

I saw that there were cracks visible to the naked eye on the magic shield that day.

Like a spider web.

Moreover, the cracks are still spreading at an extremely fast speed.

"This……"

Black Rakshasa's expression changed, and he was momentarily dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, the magic power of the young monk in front of him was so powerful that it was against the sky.

Even the Heavenly Demon Shield couldn't stop Bodhidharma's Heavenly Dragon attack!
The shock in my heart can be imagined.

(End of this chapter)