Chapter 944 The Ninth Buddha!

"Abbot Dixian, what's wrong?"

Yang Dongxiong noticed something was wrong.

Dixian said nothing, just pointed at the center of the lake.

The center of the scroll was dark and colorful. Liang Qu, who was originally a celestial being, frowned, clenched his teeth, and the muscles on the side of his face bulged. He was no longer calm, and his face was distorted like a furious Vajra.

The next moment.

Stripes of blood flowed along his spine, layer by layer, like a blood-winged butterfly.

Long Binglin clenched his fists, Long E and Ying E touched each other's eyebrows, and Xu Zishuai and other onlookers were shocked.

According to Dixian, taking the natal Buddha is dangerous, all for the spiritual will, and failure in the trial may lead to long-term desolation.

Physical injuries have never been heard of!

"Roar!"

The scene was bloody, and the little star ape was frightened, raising its tail and running away on the snow.

"Master, how could my junior brother be like this?" Xu Zishuai looked at Vajra King. In the Hanging Temple, all he saw were living people, and only the old monk was somewhat familiar.

"The three of form, spirit, and matter meet."

Xu Zishuai was puzzled.

Yang Xu asked: "Master, what you said is that my junior brother is in a state of intense emotion, and what he thinks in his heart is reflected in his body?"

"Yes."

"Why is it so?"

"I don't know."

The old monk shook his head.

Xu Zishuai looked at Zhang Longxiang again, hoping for this court martial saint.

The martial saint Longxiang was calm and said: "The six demons have been saved, just observe their changes. I have never heard of anyone saving the six demons and killing himself."

The other true masters did not say much, but just observed silently.

"Wait! It's fine again!" Xu Zishuai stretched out his hand.

The wound on Liang Qu's body appeared without any reason, which was shocking. The next moment, the wound on his back disappeared without a trace, and there was no sign. If it weren't for the bloodstains on Long Lingxi, it would have been an illusion.

Before everyone could be happy.

The wound on Liang Qu's back burst open again, which was more terrifying than before. Then, in the blink of an eye, it disappeared again, repeating the cycle.

"This·

Could it be that to capture the Great Sun Tathagata, one must go through this?

This is too horrible, blood is all over the ground, and just looking at it makes one's teeth ache and back ache.

Everyone looked at Dixian.

In terms of cultivation, Mingwang is higher, but as the abbot who commands the Hanging Temple, Dixian undoubtedly knows more about the Buddha of the natal star.

But Dixian has no clue.

He plucked the Buddhist beads in his hand one by one.

The light snake-like lightning struck the sea surface, and the lead-gray water surface surged and undulated, bulging one hill after another, as if a sea beast was about to break out of the water.

The long laugh of the ancient beast shook the earth.

The blood snaked, attached to the outline, flowed to the earlobe, as full as a girl's breast, and fell.

Plop.

The floor tiles are dark.

A small blood flower splashed.

Liang Qu looked up.

The vision was dim, and he could only vaguely see the sky flashing with thunder. He suppressed his smile and asked seriously,

"Are you Wuzhiqi? "

Boom boom.

The thousand-mile chain smashed to the ground, and the hall trembled.

The ceiling engraved with winged dragon patterns began to disintegrate and shatter, and the whole palace was crumbling, just like the previous mountain peaks, and the flickering sky light became clearer and clearer.

Wuzhiqi stood up, his five-zhang body was as majestic as a mountain, and his sturdy limbs dragged the thousand-mile iron chain. Every dissatisfied swing was like a dragon dancing wildly in the deep water, stirring up a whirlpool to tear the earth, and the flying water to tear the sky.

It walked in front of Liangqu, raised its feet, grasped with five fingers, and finally put it down, leaned down, and sharp canine teeth protruded from the mouth of the thunder god, and the fishy wind blew in the face.

"Guess? "

Boom boom.

The scratching sound of the dragging chain disappeared.

The dark pillars of the palace broke and collapsed, and the house tilted.

The earth cracked, and the sea surface was stirred up by floods. The golden red magma gushed out from the trench, scalding into rolling white streams, and then cooled into a black curtain wall at a height of several miles. The long mountain ranges slid and slowly sank into the bottom of the abyss, along with those iron-gray tiles engraved with cloud patterns and waves.

Liang Qu didn't hear it clearly at all, but he guessed what Wuzhiqi said, and he spit out blood foam, revealing scarlet teeth.

"Guess your mother!"

He suddenly thought of something, sat upright and opened his limbs, laughing heartily.

"Damn it, the Bodhisattvas in the sky, the Buddhas in the ten directions, didn't do anything meaningful! Not only do they not know how to discourage themselves, but they also test all day long. It's either you who tests, or I who tests. What the hell are they testing?"

"I'm so annoyed! ”

The setting sun casts a layer of light gold on the white clouds, and occasionally there is light shining out like golden threads.

Under the Hanging Temple.

On the evening of the second day of the trial of the natal Buddha, the crowd slowly surged, and everyone who came to worship maintained the utmost reverence.

Suddenly.

There was noise in the team.

People looked up and gradually became surprised.

Under the floating island, the thousand-handed golden Buddha, who held the meditation seal and did not move for two days, appeared a little blurry under the red clouds. On the left and right sides, like a peacock spreading its tail, 500 straight Buddha hands holding the golden wheel cut through the airflow of the sea of ​​clouds and clasped their hands together in the center.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

Every time a pair of huge Buddha hands closed and overlapped, it was like a Huangzhong Dalu, resounding the world, and the surging shock wave spread around, dispersing the crimson clouds, and the flowing clouds scattered and changed. Lions, tigers, six-tusked elephants and Pan Tianlong appeared in the clouds.

"Brother Li, what is this situation? ”

“Did someone get the natal Buddha?”

“Brother Li!”

The sound of the endless bells continued.

The wild boar screamed, ran out of the mountain in panic, knocked over the bamboo basket, and ran wildly on the street, raising dust all the way.

Gulp.

In the Fulong Temple, the crowd swallowed, scared and inexplicable, and consciously reunited to the other person who knew more people, and asked with a mouthful.

"I --- I don't know." Li Ge looked blankly, he looked at the change of the Golden Buddha in a dumbfounded manner, and turned over his hand to record the book of Six Sky, and never found the corresponding explanation.

One hundred hours.

"There are new Buddhas breed!"

Long teeth dripping water, static and oblique, and the small elephant of the elephant king in the lying elephant pool will open up, solemnly.

Three hundred hours.

"Do you say it like the king?" 谛 “asked.

Xiao Sha Mi nodded hard.

"It turns out, it turned out to be like this-" Xian Xian tightened the bead, and his eyes were shining.

"Resort, what does this mean?" Xu Zishuai was worried about asking.

They also felt the changes in the golden Buddha under the floating island. They were completely different from what the Buddha said before, and then think of the strangeness of Liang Qu, it is difficult to not be concerned.

"Liang Shizhu's destiny Buddha is not among the 500 Luohan, Eighteen Bodhisattvas, and Eight Buddhas!"

Xu Zishuai was at a loss and looked around: "That-Where is that?"

"Shifang World."

"?

Leisure and patience.

"No Nirvana has this scale since its birth. Except for the fundamental Buddha, they are all virtues of Buddhism of the past. The combination of sentient beings will be condensed after countless years.

Although I do n’t know why, it is to add a ninth Buddha to no Nirvana. Before the incident, no one knew why the Buddha was. "

"ah?"

Brothers look at each other.

The four true elders were shocked.

Please invite Buddha?

"Master, is there such a situation before?

"Nothing!" Xian Xian showed a little serious, "Open the first case of history, and it is not known that the success is not known. Please ask the Buddha to enter the nirvana, such as the stone craftsmanship, the power of not one person, but also the lack of stone materials. Of course, please Buddha, there is not enough fear! "

"Burn one of my relics."

A golden light condenses the sides of the crowd, becoming a fuzzy humanoid, and the fixed Qing looked at it, such as ripples in the water and fluctuating.

The figure suddenly spoke, scaring Xu Zi Shuai.

I stopped twisting the beads, respectfully and respectful: "I understand."

Jin Guang was scattered.

The abbot stepped away.

Xu Zishuai pointed to the place where the talented figure appeared and looked at King King Kong.

"Master, just--"

Old monk said: "Dharma."

"The first ancestor of Zen?" The people around were all frightened.

"It's remnant." Zhang Longxiang asked.

Old monk jaw head.

Oh!

The sound is around the beam.

497 bells.

Thousands of bergamot overlapped completely and co -printed.

No Nirvana as three heads and six arms.

His body shakes, three heads and six arms are back!

Golden light is dizzy, white five wise treasures on the head, wearing three clothes in bhikkhu, and now Brahma's monks, with thirty -two kinds of wonderful appearances, eighty kinds of follow, diamonds fall on the throne of the Moon Moon wheel, the dagger and underground Keep hidden, 尊 尊 不 不 不!

Rulai!

Xuankong Temple, Fulong Temple, and the two temples know that the cloud boards are ringing, and the Wancha Monk gathers the Daxiong Temple to read the scriptures.