Chapter 656: Damn Tathagata, I'd Rather Do It Myself

On Mount Tiantai, Buddha's light soared into the sky, and the heaven and earth were all chanting. Various Zen sayings echoed in everyone's hearts like devilish sounds.

The golden Buddha transformed by Master Ku Rong wore a crown on his head, a necklace around his neck, long ears and a wide forehead. His golden body was dazzling, but there was a little creepy red in his eyes.

The golden Buddha suddenly raised his palm, almost as high as the clouds on the top of the mountain, and the giant palm pressed down like a pestle on the sky and the earth.

It was as if the sky was rolling back, and everyone was shrouded in golden light. The huge Buddha's palm covered the sky and slapped down, as if humans were going to slap the ants below to death with one palm.

The target covered by this palm was not only Zhang Zhiwei, but also the young generation behind Zhang Zhiwei, and even the old generation of righteous masters.

He wanted to kill everyone with one palm.

At this moment, whether it was the young leader or the old master, there was a feeling of being crushed by a mountain.

Under this strong sense of oppression and life-and-death crisis, the people who were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing all rolled and crawled away, trying to escape from the range of this palm.

But they were doomed to be in vain. Although the speed of this palm was not fast, they had been locked by the Qi machine. This Qi machine would keep pulling them. If they could not break free, they would have nowhere to escape.

Some people, such as Lu Ci and Lu Jin, were approaching Zhang Zhiwei.

Although Zhang Zhiwei was in the center of the Buddha's palm, they felt that it was the safest place out of their usual trust.

Cheng Zhen, the eldest brother of the Three Ones, had already turned his back on life. He wanted to escape from this palm. He had the confidence.

But seeing that his two junior brothers did not retreat but advanced and ran to the most dangerous place, he was stunned for a moment, thinking about whether to take Lu Jin and Li Muxuan away.

But soon, he made a decision and rushed to Zhang Zhiwei, not to take the two junior brothers away, but to deal with it together with Zhang Zhiwei.

The reason for his action was not Li Muxuan and Lu Jin, but he remembered his master's admiration for the little master.

Out of trust in his master, he chose to advance and retreat with Zhang Zhiwei.

Patriarch Lu and Patriarch Wang did not approach Zhang Zhiwei, nor did they run out of the range of the Buddha's palm, but were in a middle position not too far or too close.

They had their own considerations, observing the situation, and then making a decision.

As for the head of the Tang clan, he was still standing on the pagoda in the distance.

He looked at the huge golden Buddha with a serious face, wondering if his last pill could take the other party's life.

He soon came to the conclusion that he couldn't do it. No matter how powerful the pill was, he had to hit the target. Ku Rong was hiding in this golden Buddha as tall as a pagoda, and he was not sure he could hit the other party.

If the senior brother was there, with his huge number of pills, it would not be a problem to take down the other party, but there would also be a great risk. The range of the senior brother's pill was too small.

"Let's see..."

Tang Bingwen paused and looked up at the sky.

The sky above Tiantai Sect, which was originally cloudless, is now empty with waves.

The clouds are gathering, and the center of the clouds is as black as iron. Lightning flashes through it from time to time, brewing a magnificent power.

Ku Rong has no time to care about the strangeness above his head. In this state, although he can use extremely terrifying power, he also has a great burden.

The altar of Tiantai Sect is full of pure Buddhist beliefs, which contains Buddhist principles generated by Buddhist practitioners and believers.

What he is doing now is undoubtedly against Buddhist principles.

So he is also influenced by these Buddhist principles all the time.

"Put down the butcher knife, become a Buddha on the spot, the sea of ​​suffering is endless, turn back and you will find the shore" and other voices keep echoing in his mind.

Unable to bear the annoyance, he roared angrily:

"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately, turn back and you will be a good person, the suffering of all living beings is mostly due to not keeping the precepts, it's all bullshit."

"Don't kill, hatred will never end, don't be strong, strong and weak are no different from me, don't be lewd, all sentient beings are sins, don't lie, dreams and illusions are empty, don't be greedy for wine, worry about the ups and downs, don't indulge in pleasure, beauty is only a moment, don't be greedy for sleep, suffering and not being able to be liberated, don't indulge in lust, all actions are meaningless..."

The golden Buddha roared, overturning the Buddhist principles one by one.

"Amitabha, Ku Rong has entered the devil's barrier and has become a devil!"

The monks of other sects behind him sighed together, they all put their hands together, closed their eyes, and began to recite Buddhist scriptures.

"Boom!"

The blazing Buddha light was growing in the palm of the golden Buddha, and it was about to fall.

This was an extremely terrifying scene. They looked at Zhang Zhiwei, wondering how the little master would deal with it.

You know, he had boasted before that the golden Buddha was full of holes and vulnerable.

But what they saw was Zhang Zhiwei standing there, facing the Buddha's palm that was getting closer and closer, without any resistance.

Did the little Tianshi give up? Everyone was suddenly panicked.

They were unwilling to be killed, so they used all their Qi, exerted their means, and hit the giant palm with all their strength, but the effect was minimal, like a gnat shaking a tree, unable to stir up any waves.

This scene was undoubtedly desperate.

Some people even secretly regretted that following the little Tianshi was an extremely wrong decision. They should have left, but they didn't have the chance to choose again.

"Don't panic, everyone, the little Tianshi has already made a move. Right under my feet, I saw an exquisite and extraordinary situation." Master Hutu shouted.

Since he was awakened by Zhang Zhiwei last time in Changbai Mountain, he had an inexplicable trust and even admiration for Zhang Zhiwei, so he didn't leave this time.

Everyone lowered their heads quickly, but saw nothing.

Because they are not sorcerers, they don't have the Qimen phenomenon mind method, and they can't see the various wonderful exercises under their feet.

And those who can understand, like Zhou Sheng, have no intention of paying attention to the giant palm that is slowly pressing down on their heads. They are concentrating on looking at their feet.

On the ground, a Qimen game that is no less powerful than the Buddha's palm above their heads is unfolding.

In the pattern that looks like a compass, the beginning of spring, rain, awakening of insects, spring equinox... the twenty-four solar terms are condensed into small regular script, shining with blue light, dazzling.

The solar terms are the number of days, not determined by people, but at this moment, these twenty-four characters are actually rotating.

After the solar terms rotate, the twelve earthly branches also begin to rotate and evolve, rotating in an orderly manner, followed by the heavenly stems... With layers of code, the entire four plates are rotating.

After turning to a certain node, the four plates stopped.

Then, Hu Tu and Zhou Sheng couldn't understand Zhang Zhiwei's next operation.

Because the means Zhang Zhiwei used next were no longer within the scope of Qimen Dunjia. He was performing the art of moving mountains.

The so-called art of moving mountains is actually to use the power of the heavenly soul to strengthen the connection between oneself and the heaven and earth, to understand the local structure and the flow of qi veins.

Then reverse the structure of the entire mountain range, fix this structure, pack and peel it, and then move it out through the Qimen pattern.

After the Qimen pattern was arranged, Zhang Zhiwei moved his mind and controlled the heavenly soul to strengthen the connection between the heaven and earth, and then used this connection to observe the structure and qi vein flow of Tiantai Mountain through the inner scene.

In an instant, his perspective kept zooming out, and all the surrounding structures and qi vein flows appeared intuitively in front of him after the transformation of the inner scene.

This is the art of looking at qi. The method of moving mountains moves the qi veins of the mountains. To move, the first step is naturally to see the flow of qi veins.

In the eyes of the art of looking at qi, the mountain range is a giant dragon that stretches for hundreds of miles.

Tiantai Mountain is a mountain shaped like Buddha. This is the result of the long-term worship of the Tiantai Sect.

Zhang Zhiwei has also seen Longhu Mountain, which is truly a place where dragons and crouching tigers are hidden, and the Tianshi Mansion is right in the center of Longhu Mountain.

At this moment, Master Ku Rong's golden Buddha was blessed with a Qi vein from Tiantai Mountain, which gave it such a powerful force. It was like shaking a mountain to directly confront the golden Buddha, which was a thankless task.

"What a bullshit Tathagata, why don't I do it myself and move it away for you."

Zhang Zhiwei whispered and stretched out his hand to the golden Buddha.

The golden Buddha's giant palm, from top to bottom, his palm from bottom to top, seemed to be clapping, but the size of the two palms was too different.

Everyone looked at this scene stupidly, and they didn't understand what Zhang Zhiwei did.

In the inner world that they could not see, Zhang Zhiwei's soul, who had left his body, also reached out and grabbed the Feng Shui Qi vein in the golden Buddha's body.

"Ang roar!"

In the inner world, the dragon roared loudly, and a golden dragon with Buddha light flashing and the "卐" character flowing on its body was pulled out little by little.

It was imprisoned in Zhang Zhiwei's hand, and it kept roaring, trying to trap the dragon and ascend to heaven.

Zhang Zhiwei ignored its resistance and broke the "卐" rune on its body. Without the rune's confinement, the Feng Shui Qi vein was about to dissipate and return to the mountains, but how could Zhang Zhiwei be willing?

Others had packed the Qi veins for him, so he didn't have to intercept them from the mountains, he could just take them and use them directly.

He quickly grasped the overflowing Qi veins, pinched a spell, and fixed its form.

At the same time, outside.

The giant palm of the golden Buddha collapsed on top of his head, smoke and dust swept the earth, and the terrifying pressure pushed over like a wall. Even though he hadn't resisted head-on, he couldn't stand up straight.

The head of the Wang family and the head of the Lu family looked at each other.

The wind was strong, and the head of the Wang family turned into an ink-colored shadow and ran away.

The head of the Lu family rushed towards Zhang Zhiwei.

It was not that he didn't want to follow the head of the Wang family away from the range of the Buddha's palm, but his son was still there, and he couldn't give up.

At the same time, he still had a little hope for Zhang Zhiwei.

In fact, the head of the Wang family also had it, but there was no son there, so this hope would not make him ignore his own safety.

At the same time, a hole suddenly appeared in the clouds above the golden Buddha, and the surrounding dark clouds were spinning and gathering around the hole.

In the depths of the hole, the blazing thunder magma was brewing and was about to be released.

After escaping from the range of the golden Buddha's palm, the head of the Wang family looked up at the sky and immediately knew what was going on. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

I am not as patient as Old Lu. How can the Heavenly Master just sit and watch the young Heavenly Master do nothing?

The thunder should be about to strike. I wonder if it can destroy the golden Buddha...

As soon as the head of the Wang family thought of this, he saw that the huge golden Buddha suddenly began to disintegrate, and the surface of the body began to be unstable, and golden liquid kept coming out.

After these golden liquids left the body of the golden Buddha, they turned into golden light and spread in all directions.

That was the power of faith. Without the blessing of the Qi veins, the golden Buddha was like a statue made of sand. When the wind blew, it dispersed.

The heavy iron-like dark clouds in the sky also dispersed.

Zhang Jingqing panted slightly, but there was a smile on his face. Good boy, he actually let him break the situation.

The left head of the sect had a solemn face, but he was a little puzzled.

He was not a sorcerer, and he didn't know the Fengshui Qi situation, so he didn't understand how Zhang Zhiwei broke it.

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At this moment, other people on the field also looked puzzled. They were a little confused. Just now, the huge Buddha's palm was punching the sky and the ground. Why did the giant Buddha collapse when the little heavenly master waved his hand?

They looked at Master Hu Tu, hoping that he would explain it. After all, Master Hu Tu had reminded him before that there was an invisible and subtle layout under Little Heavenly Master's feet, and he must have known about it.

Master Hu Tu also looked puzzled and said:

"Don't look at me, I'm confused too!"

Without the protection of the Golden Buddha, Master Kurong fell from the sky.

His face was as golden as paper, and he forced himself to swallow a mouthful of blood. His heart was trembling as he looked at Zhang Zhiwei.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?" He trembled: "What did you do? Why did the golden Buddha scatter? Why did my method not work?"

He still didn't understand what was going on, but he knew that the situation was over and he was about to make a quibble when he saw the image still continuing above the De Zheng corpse in Zhang Zhiwei's hand.

The content shown is exactly some scenes when he met the Japanese monks with virtue.

Seeing this scene, he had no luck, and like a beast forced into a desperate situation, he launched a desperate fight against Zhang Zhiwei.

He once again carried the golden Buddha image, but this time it was only more than two meters high.

He kept punching Zhang Zhiwei, hitting Zhang Zhiwei's golden light, and shouted angrily while punching.

"You said I colluded with the Japanese pirates? What the hell are you talking about? The Tiantai Sect is weak and we are determined to destroy the Japanese pirates. Of course I know that."

"I went to Japan to exchange Buddhist teachings just to observe Japan and understand the enemy and ourselves, but do you know what I saw? The gap, the huge gap, we have no chance, no..."

Ku Rong roared, his fists were very heavy, and he hit Zhang Zhiwei's golden light. Each punch set off a wave of air, but the golden light turned in a Tai Chi circle, orderly, and circulated endlessly. He could not shake it at all. .

"So you are considered a traitor, colluding with the Japanese pirates, and you still keep talking when you are about to die!"

Master Kurong was still talking, but Zhang Zhiwei was no longer interested in listening. With a wave of his hand, a golden dragon suddenly flew out of the Qimen Bureau at his feet and pressed hard on Kurong's back.

The golden dragon was very small at first, only half a meter long, but it soon swelled in the wind and grew to several meters long in the blink of an eye.

Ku Rong, who was still launching attacks, suddenly paused.

The golden Buddha statue behind him suddenly bore the weight of a mountain and collapsed in an instant.

A huge weight pressed on his back, forcing him to crawl to the ground and roar.

He put his hands on the ground and tried his best to lift his head, trying to stand up, but it was in vain.

The golden dragon on his back is getting bigger, from ten meters to tens of meters long, and the weight he bears is also getting bigger.

Master Kurong was pushed lower and lower.

After reaching a certain critical point, his body suddenly collapsed and turned into a puddle of mud, but his head was intact and rolled down the mountain.