"A golden body six feet tall?"

"Amitabha!"

When Sakyamuni Tathagata appeared in the world, the Taoist true king was already eclipsed. The Buddhist disciples and the rest of the people had been waiting for a long time, not to mention, and they all knelt down on the ground and started to worship devoutly.

Even the eminent Buddhist monks had tears in their eyes at this moment.

"Statue of Shakya Tathagata!"

"Senior Brother Duxing deserves to be the number one person in our Buddhist sect!"

"Buddhism is booming, Buddhism is booming!"

"Good, good!"

The monks sighed and fell to the ground.

On the altar of heaven, in the void, the Dharma of Sakyamuni Tathagata appears in the world, with a six-foot-long golden body sitting on the lotus platform, sacred and majestic, inviolable.

However, Xuanyuan flew across the sky, and the divine sword fell angrily. The brilliant sword light tore through the night, shattered the Buddha's light, and struck straight at the Tathagata, intending to make the Buddha weep for blood.

"boom!!!"

Just a roar was heard, the two sides exchanged hands, the sword light and Buddha light reflected each other, the conflict was extreme, and they merged into one in an instant, swallowing up everyone's sight.

Even the true king, at this moment, has difficulty seeing the situation clearly, and cannot even look directly at the conflict between the two sides.

Terrifying power pours out, the void twists, collapses and shatters, revealing the bounds of time and space of chaos and nothingness.

Shatter the void!

Those who cultivate in the seventh realm of this world can break the void and fly to the upper realm of immortals.

Now both of them are in the Seventh Realm. Under the extreme conflict, the space is naturally difficult to bear.

The space was unbearable, let alone anything else. Seeing the bright light sweeping in with extreme power, everyone finally woke up and hurriedly tried to escape.

But at this moment, where can we avoid?

In the midst of this despair...

"Amitabha!"

When the Buddha's name is announced, it attracts a huge flow of people.

The mighty Buddha Dharma protects the ten directions, and is connected with the lotus platform to support the golden body of the Dharma.

It is the power of water and land rituals and rituals.

The home field advantage is evident.

Like this, I don’t know how long...

"boom!!!"

There was a crisp sound, and something broke.

Immediately, the Buddha's light receded like a mighty tide.

The splendid and majestic divine weapon, the majestic dragon-like holy sword, disappeared without a trace.

The six-foot-long golden body and the Dharma form of Sakyamuni also disappeared into smoke.

In the end, only one person was seen, standing in the void with his hands clasped together in salute.

Exactly—Pudu Cihang!

I saw him with his hands clasped together, standing in the void, still in his majestic appearance, seemingly unscathed.

However……

"puff!!!"

There was a muffled sound, and blood burst out from his chest, scarlet red, forming a sword mark.

Although the sword marks were not big, they were dripping with blood and scarlet in color, which was shocking.

"Fa Zhang!"

"Holy Monk!"

"National Division!"

Seeing this scene, the Buddhist monks, the emperor of the Chen Dynasty, and all the civil and military officials all turned pale with horror.

"Amitabha!"

Only Pudu Cihang's expression remained unchanged, the Buddha chanted, golden light shone brightly, and the swastika Buddha seal appeared in the palm of his right hand. He pressed it on his chest, the sword energy disappeared instantly, and the bloody wound was healed in an instant, returning to the original state.

Seeing this scene, everyone's anxious hearts relaxed.

All the Taoist Lords who were watching the ceremony also sighed secretly.

‘After all, it’s still useless! ’

"The six-foot-long golden body, the appearance of the Tathagata, and the magical power of Buddhism are comparable to the ancient sword techniques."

"All the treasures of Buddhism are also in his body. Although the Xuanyuan Divine Sword is extraordinary, it can only be evenly matched."

"The cultivation level is the same, the Taoism is the same, the magical power is the same, and the magic weapons are the same."

"In this case, the key to victory lies in the ritual."

"It's not that our Menluotian Dharma Festival is inferior to his Buddhist Water and Land Dharma Assembly, nor is it that the accumulation in the south is inferior to that in the north, but it's that thousands of mountains and rivers are beyond the reach of a whip."

"Being at home, you have an advantage."

"This time, Buddhism wins!"

Although they did not take sides and their stance was relatively neutral, seeing that Buddhism was superior to Taoism, all the Taoist kings still secretly sighed in their hearts.

"The external demon has left, and the Dharma gathering will be undisturbed!"

I saw Pudu Cihang descending and facing the Buddhist monks, Manchu civil and military officials, and a group of Taoist monarchs who were watching the ceremony: "The poor monk is here to give lectures and carry forward the great vows of my Buddha. Anyone who is predestined and a good believer can come. listen!"

"Amitabha!"

"Abbott has mercy!"

"Educating people all over the world, the merits are immeasurable!"

When everyone heard this, they all bowed down.

Pudu Cihang didn't say much. He put his hands together and reproduced the Dharma. The Buddha sat on the lotus platform and Sakyamuni preached the Dharma.

Immediately, the sound of Sanskrit came out like a tide and spread throughout the capital.

Let this land in Gyeonggi Province gradually become a Buddhist country and a Buddhist realm.

Thousands of people, countless practitioners, and disciples of the three religions are immersed in Buddhism and are already intoxicated.

Even the Taoist True Lords listened attentively.

Buddha is the Tao. Different paths lead to the same destination!

This Pudu Cihang has a six-foot-long golden body, Tathagata's Dharma, and other magical powers, which shows how profound his Buddhist teachings are.

Even if they are Taoist true kings, listening to their teachings will be of great benefit.

the other side……

Guobei County, Jilei Mountain, Mingxiao Temple.

A high altar with nine rituals was built, and the ceremony of Luotian Dajiao was performed.

On the high altar of Jiuyi, a person sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, silently.

At this moment, a sword light fell from the sky.

"boom!!!"

The sword light fell, submerged into the heavenly spirit, and the body was shaken.

"..."

Xu Yang slowly opened his eyes, and a little bit of red overflowed from his mouth, and he raised his hand to wipe it away.

He was injured, the wound of the Yangshen.

Guobei Academy has developed in three directions and its strength has increased extremely rapidly.

If this continues, within a few years, the strength of the seven southern provinces will be able to completely overwhelm the north.

By then, there is no need for Xu Yang to personally take action. As long as he continues to hold the Luotian Jiao, he will be able to cultivate Taoist heavenly masters and cultivators of the Seventh Realm in batches.

In fact, he was already doing this. Not counting this time, in the past fifteen years, Guobei Academy held Luotian Festival twice more, successfully adding two major Seventh Realm combat capabilities to Guobei Academy.

Although ordinary cultivators of the Seventh Realm do not have such tyrannical strength as him, the Seventh Realm is the Seventh Realm, and where the cultivation level is, it cannot be ignored.

As long as the number of cultivators in the Seventh Realm reaches a certain level, the gap in strength between the two sides will completely widen.

If the gap completely disappears, the balance will be broken!

By then, even if the Buddhist sect is willing to fight tooth and nail for his Pudu Cihang, it will be difficult to resist the group of cultivators of the Seventh Realm trained by Guobei Academy, as well as a large number of True Masters of the Fifth Realm and True Monarchs of the Sixth Realm.

Therefore, if the delay continues, Cihang Pudu will undoubtedly lose, and must take measures to break the situation.

But Xu Yang's development is an aboveboard conspiracy that cannot be copied and is even harder to contain.

If he wants to break the situation, he can only start from himself.

The best way is undoubtedly to break through the Seventh Realm, or even a realm above the Seventh Realm.

If he couldn't do it, then he would have no choice but to ascend and escape from this world.

There is no other choice, because Xu Yang will bring a group of Taoist masters, ghosts, gods, demons, immortals and other seven realms of combat power to the world and the earth to pursue him relentlessly. He will either fly up and escape, or sit on the ground and wait for death.

Therefore, he held this water and land ceremony to express his attitude to Xu Yang.

He doesn't plan to ascend to save his life, but still has to make a last-ditch effort to swallow all the creatures in the north, turn them into blood and food, and use the method of demons to break through the seven realms, or even beyond the seven realms, and become a real world-destroying giant demon.

Xu Yang naturally couldn't let him get what he wanted, so Yang Shen left his body and entered the capital with his sword.

In fifteen years, the Xuanyuan Divine Sword has already digested the essence of the Black Mountain and absorbed the power of the essence of the earth.

Coupled with the majestic energy of millions of students in Guobei Academy, the incense offered by countless people in the seven southern provinces, and his own ritual training day and night using the power of thunder, the three methods of heaven, earth and man, this sword was finally reborn and born. Spiritual consciousness, step into the ranks of spiritual treasures.

Although it is only a low-grade spiritual treasure, it is already at the top level in this world. Even if it is the treasure of the major sects and the relics left by ancient immortals and gods, it can only be equal to it.

Unfortunately, even with this divine sword in hand, Xu Yang has no confidence in winning.

Yangshen left his body and entered the capital with his sword, just to try his best.

The final result was as expected.

He failed.

In terms of realm cultivation, Pudu Cihang, as a Buddhist holy monk, is not much inferior to him.

In terms of magical powers, Pudu Cihang has cultivated the Dharma of Sakyamuni Tathagata. Even if there is a high probability that it is fake magic, it should not be underestimated. It is not weaker than his Xuanyuan Divine Sword Jue.

In terms of magic weapons and spiritual weapons, Pudu Cihang is the leader of the Buddhist sect, and he has all the Buddhist treasures in his body. In addition to the possible existence of ancient relics, compared to his Xuanyuan Sword, not only is the quality not inferior, but it also has a quantitative advantage.

The only thing that falls short of it is the skill characteristics.

However, the current skills and characteristics Xu Yang has developed cannot offset the advantage of playing at home.

The dojo of the Waterway Dharma Assembly has countless formations arranged, and is supported by incense burners and cauldrons from major Buddhist temples. It is equivalent to the altar of the ancestor of each major sect, providing maximum assistance to Pudu Cihang.

On the other hand, Xu Yang was fighting away from home, thousands of miles away, without the support of the formation, and the ritual altar was also weakened. Even with the addition of skills and characteristics, it would be difficult to defeat Pudu Cihang.

In the end, he tried his best, but ended up losing both sides.

There is no point in being injured but not dead. The water method will continue and he can only return without success.

Next, if nothing else goes wrong, the Water and Land Dharma Conference will be over and Cihang Pudu will start eating.

He couldn't stop it.

On the Buddhist side, there was no persuasion at all. Pudu Cihang's current status in Buddhism is equivalent to his status in Guobei Academy and Southern Xiujie.

Will the disciples of Guobei Academy and the monks in the southern cultivation world think that Cihang Pudu is some kind of old demon from Guobei because of his words?

Obviously not!

In the same way, it is impossible for Beidi Buddhism to believe that Cihang Pudu is the blood-armored heavenly dragon and change his banner just because of his few words.

Therefore, persuasion is useless unless he can expose Cihang Pudu's true identity.

But this is also impossible to do unless Cihang Pudu does not know whether to live or die and comes to the south to fight with him.

If he doesn't come, Xu Yang has no choice but to let him eat.

At least, that’s the case in Gyeonggi.

In other places, there may be some possibility of recovery, but it will also require a bloody disaster.

It has come to this, it is inevitable.

Now, what he has to consider is how to get rid of Pudu Cihang.

If there is enough time, it goes without saying that he can use the Luotian Dajiao to cultivate a group of seven-level combatants. The pursuit from heaven to earth will definitely drive out Pudu Cihang.

But Pudu Cihang will obviously not give him such development time. After the waterway ceremony, he will annex the world and grow rapidly like a snowball. Not to mention the seven realms, he may break through the eight realms.

At that time, it will be a disaster that will destroy the world!

He must get rid of this world-causing monster before Pudu Cihang breaks through the Seventh Realm!

But again, how to get rid of it?

In the battle just now, the ultimate confrontation, he also discovered some of Pudu Cihang's foundation.

It's not easy to win, let alone kill with your life?

unless……

Xu Yang raised his eyes and looked at the sky: "This is the only way!"

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