Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Roar, in the cocoon state, it communicates with the spiritual mountain and blooms the Buddha's light. The Han Cicada King struggles desperately, but unfortunately its strength has declined to the extreme at this time. Under the double suppression of Zhang Chunyi and the little monk Shan Yuan, it is difficult to move at all.

Although Mount Sumeru is magical, it is still a mountain, and it is just a small fragment. It will inevitably be suppressed by the mountain whip. This is the tyranny of the strange treasure.

"This mountain is said to be indestructible. I'm afraid we can't do anything to it."

After confirming the identity of Han Cicada King and understanding its status, while lamenting that a generation of demon kings ended up in such a predicament, Zhang Chunyi also tried to break through the defense of Mount Sumeru, but was unable to do so.

Hearing this, he activated the golden lotus and once again suppressed the struggle of the Han Cicada King. A smile appeared on the little monk's sad face.

"My Buddha is compassionate. When he became enlightened, he preached to all sentient beings on Mount Sumeru and fully described the method of transcendence. This fragment has obtained the true meaning of Vajra, and the supernatural power has arisen by itself."

"At this time, King Han Chan entrusted his soul to Mount Sumeru, and responded to the Vajra Mind with my Buddhist Taoist seeds and Vajra Heart, and was protected by it. It is difficult to be harmed by external objects. However, although King Han Cicada has listened to the Buddha's voice for five hundred years and understood a little Vajra Mind, he can still After all, only the skin is visible but not the bones.”

"Please also ask Donor Zhang to hold the battle for me."

As he spoke, his divine feet moved, and with one step, the young monk appeared above Mount Sumeru.

Sitting cross-legged on the golden lotus, holding flowers with his fingers, all the sorrow on his face disappeared. At this moment, a different smile appeared on the young monk's face. Although it was very light, it had a sense of great freedom.

"I have a copy of the Diamond Sutra, and I will explain it to you."

His eyes were closed, as if he had forgotten everything, and Buddhist sounds came out from the young monk's mouth.

"If I hear this, for a moment..."

Zen singing of Buddha's sounds can occasionally be very popular, but the scriptures are just ordinary scriptures. The key lies in who is speaking.

Feeling the mighty Buddhist rhyme and looking at the little monk sitting cross-legged on the golden lotus, Zhang Chunyi couldn't hide his emotion. When they first met, he knew that the little monk was extraordinary, but now it seems that he still underestimated the little monk. , this seems to be a true Buddhist.

In Buddhist practice, there are many examples of people who have wasted half their lives and achieved enlightenment in one step. In addition to the orthodox practice of magical powers, Buddhism also pays attention to cultivating a Buddha nature, and this young monk is obviously born with Buddha nature.

Ah, the shrill screams resounded, and the Buddha's voice reached my ears, like a poisonous miasma, like a karmic fire. The Han Cicada King let out a shrill scream. Its cocoon burned itself without fire, revealing its body of colorful glass. It struggled crazily, but Doesn't help at all.

With a click, the colorful glass symbolizing the indestructibility of the Vajra was shattered. The already weak demon soul of the Han Cicada King was immediately severely damaged. For a while, the life breath of the Han Cicada King was extremely weak, and it seemed that he would die in the next moment.

However, as the true meaning of Vajra circulates, a bit of its essence remains. As time goes by, influenced by the sound of Buddha, and tempered by thousands of hardships, this bit of life essence of the Han Cicada King seems to have washed away the lead and sprouted a bright brilliance. .

It was at this moment that Mount Sumeru shook, and the Buddhist rhyme engraved on it shone brightly. In a trance, it seemed as if there was a golden Buddha sitting cross-legged on it, with one finger pointing to the sky and the other pointing to the ground, with a lotus blossom on his tongue, speaking the true meaning of the Great Way.

Hum, the Buddha's light is transparent and reflects in all directions. The figure of the Han Cicada King becomes blurred. The Buddhist charm that has been preserved in Mount Sumeru for eternity completely emerges at this moment and pours into him.

"Broken and then established is the Vajra!"

Listening to the young monk preaching the Diamond Sutra, and watching this scene from a distance, Zhang Chunyi had an enlightenment.

At the same time, the chilling cicada cries, the golden body is reshaped, the light of the colorful glass shines through, and the chilling king who was already on the verge of death turns into a cocoon again.

The soul rests on Mount Sumeru and is protected by the Buddhist charm left by the Buddha. It is indeed difficult for foreign objects to hurt the Han Cicada King, but the young monk did not want to hurt it, but lectured on it to help him enlighten and understand the true truth. King Kong finally attracted the Buddhist charm to reveal itself, poured it into his body, and helped him transform again. After this experience, he broke out of his shell again, and the Han Cicada King will usher in a true rebirth, its roots and bones will be transformed, and its future will be bright.

On the surface, this is indeed a good thing. During this process, King Han Cicada has benefited greatly. In the future, he may hope to become the king among monsters. However, the reality is that it has lost the protection of Mount Sumeru and can only be slaughtered by others.

"Amitabha."

All the visions returned to calm. The little monk stretched out his hand to twist the cocoon transformed by the Han Cicada King on Mount Sumeru. This time, there was no obstacle, but it lost its Buddhist charm. Mount Sumeru also revealed its true color, which was all gray and white. The quality is like crystal, it seems to be transparent, and it seems to contain everything.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi could only sigh in his heart that it was a good trick. From then on, the six-winged cicada would truly become a six-winged golden cicada, and it would most likely transform into an immortal root.

"Donor Zhang, thank you for your help this time so that I can successfully capture this monster. However, this monster is destined to me and I need to bring it back to the Western Wilderness."

"This mountain is called Xumi. Although it is a fragment, it still contains the true meaning of space. Using it as a guide, the donor may be able to step into the universe."

Holding the cocoon that seemed to have been shrunk countless times in his hand, the young monk looked at Zhang Chunyi with a sincere expression on his face and spoke.

This time he was able to successfully take down the Han Cicada King, and he indeed relied on Zhang Chunyi's power in disguise.

Hearing this, feeling the sincerity of the young monk, Zhang Chunyi's eyes flashed with surprise. Judging from the annotations derived from the immortal treasure map, Mount Xumi was once the ancestral home of Buddhism in the world. Under normal circumstances, Buddhism Whenever a disciple encounters this fragment of Mount Sumeru, he should find a way to bring it back.

"This mountain has no connection with me."

As if sensing Zhang Chunyi's doubts, Shan Yuan explained again.

After hearing this and feeling the breath of Mount Sumeru, Zhang Chun nodded without saying anything else and agreed with the distribution of good karma.

After receiving such an answer, the sad look on his face slightly dissipated, and Shan Yun took the cocoon transformed by King Han Cicada into his bag.

"Donor Zhang, my fate has ended. I will return. The heaven and earth will return. There may be great changes. The Southern Wilderness has been a demonic land since ancient times. It is not a place to live for a long time. If you are interested, you may go to the Western Wilderness. My Buddha will make it easier for you. The door to overcome all the sufferings in the world."

His eyes fell on Zhang Chunyi, and he hesitated for a moment, his eyebrows drooped, but Shan Yun finally spoke.

Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi's heart was touched.

"Amitabha!"

After pronouncing the name of Buddha, before Zhang Chunyi could ask any more questions, he stepped on the golden roc, tore the space, and Shan Yuan's figure disappeared.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Chunyi frowned, but did not stop it.

"Is Southern Wasteland a demonic land?"

Whispering softly, Zhang Chunyi thought a lot at this moment.

The young monk obviously has an extraordinary identity. He is most likely to come from a major force in Buddhism. The possibility of his targeting the enemy unintentionally is very small. Looking at the past, it is only a thousand years since the human race set foot in the Southern Wilderness. This is the time when the inspiration of heaven and earth dissipated.

"If it's not a good land, go to the Western Wilderness and let the Buddha save all sentient beings..."

Looking at the direction in which the little monk disappeared, he shook his head, waved the mountain whip, and drove Xumi Mountain, and Zhang Chunyi's figure disappeared.