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

Chapter 55 Beiyin Fengdu Emperor!

"Ding, it has been detected that the host's cultivation has been damaged, and the system is automatically repairing the host."

"Automatic repair successful."

At the same time as the system prompt sounded in Dharma's mind.

Bodhidharma's mana cultivation base that was consumed by activating the Yuxu Heaven Tribulation Curse was completely restored in an instant.

It is undeniable that the power of the Yuxu Heaven Tribulation Curse is indeed quite powerful.

It's almost like gods blocking and killing gods and Buddhas blocking and killing Buddhas!
But such supernatural powers require powerful mana support.

With Bodhidharma's cultivation base at this time, and the fact that he has not yet fully refined the nine-turn Yuan Gong, every time he casts the Yuxu Heaven Tribulation Curse, his mana will still be exhausted.

However, the power is also growing.

Fortunately, there was a system for him, so he dared to cast the Yuxu Heaven Tribulation Curse so recklessly.

"It seems that more ancient Buddhist scriptures are needed!"

Dharma thought to himself.

But the ancient Buddhist scriptures are extremely rare and rare.

Whether you can meet them in the future depends on your fate.

The Yellow Spring is rolling, and the quicksand is thousands of miles away.

The darkness is vast and the haze is endless.

The scene was silent for a long time.

The residual power of heaven pervading the netherworld gradually dissipated just now.

The hundreds of millions of souls who were so frightened and ran away to hide finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked out with lingering fear.

"Hei Luosha died just like that?"

Ji Dian stood there for a while, unable to believe his eyes.

Back then, Rakshatian made a big disturbance in Lingshan, forcing Tathagata Buddha himself to take action, and then suppressed him.

What about Damo?

A little venerable directly suppressed and killed this guy!
If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, even if he beat Ji Dian to death, he wouldn't believe it was true.

Rao is so.

Ji Dian's heart was still shocked.

"This is too incredible!"

Ji Dian took a deep breath.

"and many more!"

Ji Dian suddenly remembered something, and his expression changed immediately.

"Da Chang!"

The purpose of his trip was to rescue Zhu Dachang's three souls and seven souls.

Zhu Dachang tragically died at the hands of Yuan Batian, the villain of the ninth generation. According to the Land Master of Guoqing Temple, his soul was taken away by the Black Raksha.

Now, under the catastrophe, Black Rakshasa has been killed to the brim.

I'm afraid Zhu Dachang is also doomed.

Of course, all of this cannot be blamed on Bodhidharma.

"Is it really God's will?"

Ji Dian looked up to the sky and sighed.

This time, he not only lost the bet with others, but also lost his golden body in his previous life.

If you want to return to Lingshan, I'm afraid you can only practice from scratch.

"Ugh!"

Just when Ji Dian was sad and sad.

Suddenly Damo smiled and said: "Don't worry, I have saved Zhu Dachang's soul!"

Hearing this, Ji Dian was taken aback for a moment.

Immediately overjoyed, almost jumped up, "Really?"

Bodhidharma smiled slightly, and raised the Sumeru Golden Bowl in his palm.

Zhu Dachang's three souls and seven souls were indeed hidden in the golden bowl, and were nourished by the supreme Buddha Dharma.

"Little monk, I love you!"

Ji Dian was overjoyed, and flew up, hugged Damo's bald head, and gave him a few hard blows.

"Amitabha, men and women can't kiss each other!"

"Don't worry, Monk, I won't lock men up by force!"

Chat room.

Ji Dian quickly untied the wine gourd from his waist, and led Zhu Dachang's soul to him.

"Hahaha, Monk, I have won Ananda Kassapa and the others this time!"

Ji Dian clasped his palms together, "Little monk, thanks to you!"

If there is no Bodhidharma to help this time, he will definitely not be the opponent of Black Rakshasa.

If Zhu Dachang can't be saved, maybe even he himself will be folded here with his golden body.

"You're welcome, I'm also here to relieve Bujin Temple's troubles!"

Dharma bowed in return.

"In addition, the villain of the ninth generation is the horse boy of Black Raksha, and Black Raksha has given him a thousand-year-old desire to never give up, so he will do all kinds of evil like this!"

"No wonder Yuan Batian is against the monk and me everywhere!"

Ji Dian suddenly realized, "What's the point of not giving up for a thousand years?"

"It's just a stone transformed by the black Rakshasa, and it has deceived the wicked people of the ninth world!"

"I see!"

Ji Dian was thoughtful, and then asked strangely: "Little monk, how do you know this?"

As soon as the words came out, they were already thought of.

On the surface, Bodhidharma is just a venerable who has just attained fruit status, but his cultivation is unfathomable.

With such cultivation power, it is easy to see the heavens.

As for why a Buddhist disciple was able to activate the Yuxu Celestial Tribulation Curse, he didn't care too much about it.

Although Ji Dian was full of doubts about this, he never regarded Bodhidharma as a Buddhist traitor.

What you see is false!

If you are obsessed with the view of the door of Buddhism and Taoism, wouldn't you be born with demonic obstacles again?
Ji Dian immediately changed the subject, "I'm afraid our disturbance has already alarmed the underworld!"

With such a big commotion, I'm afraid it's not just Yama of the Ten Palaces and the Ghost Emperor of the Five Fangs that shocked the people.

Even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Emperor Fengdu may have known about it.

It is a serious crime to disturb the underworld!

But oddly enough.

Looking around, it was quiet, and there were no ghosts.

Ji Dian was very puzzled, "Why haven't ghosts come here to arrest us and question us?"

I don't know.

Just ten miles away from the two of them.

Behind a low hill of bones.

Five or six shadows crouched down and hid, sneaking around, looking at this side with lingering fear.

"Brother Heishan, what should we do now? Are we going to arrest these two monks and go back?"

A pig-headed ghost general asked in a low voice.

This statement came out.

Hei Shan and several other ghost generals glared at him in unison.

Those eyes seemed to be caring for mentally handicapped children.

"How the hell did you die before you were alive? Stupid or stupid?"

Montenegro gave him a white look.

"I'm not stupid, I'm not stupid, I'm exhausted!"

The pig-headed ghost will answer truthfully.

"..."

A few more rolls of eyes rolled over.

Paused.

Heishan sighed, lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty told us to come over and check the situation, didn't you?"

"Not bad!"

All the ghost generals nodded and said in unison.

"Now I'm done, how about you?"

"We're all done too!"

"Since everyone has finished watching, go back to the city and report to the king!"

"Big brother wise!"

Done.

Heishan and a group of ghost generals immediately turned into a few puffs of black smoke, and rushed towards the direction of the city of death, desperately rushing away.

Bodhidharma raised his eyes and glanced at the low bone hill in the distance, and he knew it already.

"It's a trivial matter, you and I are enough, so don't worry about it!"

Dharma smiled lightly.

"Hahaha, that's true!"

Ji Dian laughed.

After all, keeping Black Rakshasa in the City of Death is like a ticking time bomb, and it will be a disaster after all.

It's just that due to the majesty of Buddhism, he never acted rashly.

But now, Bodhidharma's action to suppress and kill is probably the result that the underworld wants to see.

The laughter did not end.

Just at this time.

Nether vibration.

A vast and unpredictable divine power swept from Beiyin Tiandu Palace.

In an instant, the entire underworld has been enveloped.

Followed by.

A huge phantom suddenly soared into the sky, cutting across the void.

The majesty is so powerful that it takes one's breath away.

In a panic, Yan Luo of the ten palaces, ghost emperors of the five directions, and hundreds of millions of souls all knelt down to the ground.

Even Ksitigarbha stood up, folded his palms together, and bowed slightly.

"Congratulations to Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin!"

(End of this chapter)