Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 528 Demon Buddha
Northern Zhou Dynasty, Changle.

Above a tea house, Mo Yuan was enjoying a pot of good tea comfortably, but his attention was completely on the martial arts man next to him.

These people are chatting.

"This crazy king Gao Lan really lives up to his name. He dared to go north to the grassland alone. He retreated from the half-step outdoor scene and suddenly rose from thirty to tenth on the list. I'm afraid he has already opened his nine orifices!" A man exclaimed.

"It's not just Gao Lan, look, Han Guang, the demon of Mietianmen, beheaded the three descendants of Xuantianzong's nine orifices by himself. I'm afraid he already has a sympathy with heaven and man, but now he is ranked third on the list of people. I'm afraid it won't be long. He is number one!" Someone shouted.

All the heroes in the restaurant were shocked. A middle-aged man with a sword sighed and said, "These two arrogances are peerless talents who are second to none in the list. They have only been on the list for a year. Feisheng, it's a pity that people like you and I can only look up to them in this life."

What the middle-aged man said was depressing, and everyone in the restaurant was silent for a while. In the Jianghu, after all, there are mostly low-level people. These powerful people are mostly heroes, and most of them are descendants of powerful forces or have adventures. In this teahouse, there is no one who is powerful. .

Lu Da's face was calm, as if he didn't realize that he was the kind of ordinary person that middle-aged man said that he could only look up to the heroes.

Mo Yuan looked at him, but he secretly praised his heart. It has been three or four days since he traveled to Changle. Lu Da practiced his mind in the car during the day and practiced his sword all night long. High, but his foundation is extremely solid, still better than the disciples of the Dapai, and the most rare thing is that Mo Yuan has already seen a trace of meaning in his sword light, which is the most suitable sword intent for him.

It must be known that Mo Yuan spent a hundred thousand years in the world of Shading the Sky in order to seek his own Tao.

"Lu Da, with your strength in practicing swords, in this life, you will never be worse than Han Guang and Gao Lan!" Mo Yuan said suddenly.

Lu Da was slightly taken aback, but said: "Young friend Mo is joking, I just want to practice swordsmanship well. As for becoming famous and competing with these outstanding people, I have never thought about it."

Gein had always been an ordinary traveler before. In his eyes, these top players were like people from two worlds. Naturally, he had no intention of arguing.

"This is where you are better than them. Concentrating on practicing swords is the best way to fight."

Mo Yuan smiled and said, what else to say, for no reason, his expression changed, and he looked towards a certain corner of Changle, where a very mysterious wave swept over.

coming!

Mo Yuan was overjoyed. The reason why he didn't take Lu Da directly to the Southern Jin Dynasty, but walked slowly, came to Changle. It is this mysterious fluctuation.

"Lu Pingzhi, I'll take you to see the excitement!"

Mo Yuan said, put one hand on Lu Da's shoulder, following the mysterious fluctuation, the two of them disappeared in a moment of thought, and when they reappeared, they had already arrived at a huge square paved with white marble. superior.The center of the square was empty, and around it stood a circle of statues of dragons, phoenixes, unicorns and other mythical beasts.

"This... where is this place?" Lu Pingzhi looked at the square with a look of surprise, both surprised by the means Mo Yuan suddenly showed, and also surprised by this place.

"This... where is this?"

In the square, several voices sounded again, but they were puzzled and shocked just like Lu Pingzhi.

But around Mo Yuan and Lu Da, there were still seven or eight people lying on the ground in disorder, including men and women, old and young.

when!
At this moment, the sound of a bronze bell sounded, causing everyone to look towards the center of Baiyu Square.

"Welcome to the world of reincarnation."

"There is endless danger here, but there is also everything you want."

A loud and cold voice came along with the bell, the voice was as direct as God's will, indifferent and lofty.

"Who? Who are you!" Someone asked loudly.

"You can call me the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation." The voice continued.

The Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation? !
Everyone was startled, the theory of reincarnation is illusory, even a man of the Fa Gao will inevitably die, does the six realms of reincarnation really exist in this world? !
"The master of the six realms of reincarnation, the one who pretends to be a ghost."

Mo Yuan smiled lightly and said, "Let me see where your body is!"

Before he finished speaking, his powerful mana burst out, but he saw a big hand sinking into the void and stretching out to an unfathomable place.

boom!
All of a sudden, the blazing golden Buddha light overwhelmingly suppressed the sky, and above the Six Paths of Samsara Square, a towering Buddha Mountain suddenly appeared!

On the Buddha Mountain, thousands of swastika characters erupted together with the Buddha's light, and in the Buddha's light, a green lotus slowly bloomed, and between the opening and falling of the green lotus, a monk appeared.

The monk was wearing a dusty robe, his face could not be seen clearly, his body was thin, glowing with glass luster, showing a dark gold, revealing a feeling of cleanliness, solemnity, freedom, and liberation.

The monk looked at the sky very solemnly, but there was a palm falling down there.

It was a gigantic, unfathomable, hundreds of thousands of miles wide palm, with a faint red golden flame shining on it, covering the sky and covering the sun, just like the hand of a god king, the palm of a heavenly emperor, which made people feel extremely awe-inspiring.

"Is it the palm of this little friend Mo?"

Lu Da looked at Mo Yuan in disbelief, he never expected that a young man who casually pointed out to him would have such a powerful cultivation base, perhaps even a strong Dharma Body would be like that!

Not only him, but all the reincarnations taken by the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation looked at Mo Yuan in bewilderment, their eyes full of shock. What kind of person is this? There is no such a Dharma expert!
"Amitabha!"

At this moment, the monk clasped his hands together and bowed slightly, his breath suddenly changed.

But what he saw behind him suddenly appeared an incomparably huge phantom, that is the towering Buddha Mountain, under that phantom, it was as small as a doll.

It was a monstrous black body with nine heads and 26 faces, with different expressions, such as anger, hatred, or coldness, all negative emotions.

He is wearing a dark golden cassock, with black lotus under his feet, and in his 24 arms, he is holding bones, rosary beads, human skin wooden fish, and terrifying chaos. It is a collection of great terror, great destruction, great perdition, and great madness in the world.

And the most obvious sign of that phantom is the red and black reverse swastika on the forehead.

"Mofo!"

On the reincarnation square, everyone was shocked...

(End of this chapter)