Fengshen Wendaoxing

The golden light and the brilliance confront each other, and it seems that there are only two colors left in the world.

When Mo Luo raised his hand, the sky was dim and the earth was dark, and the black and purple magic energy that filled the sky rolled away like a tide, retreating step by step from the suppression of the golden Buddha's light.

ten feet!

In the end, the golden Buddha light only lasted ten feet around Sakyamuni, guarding Sakyamuni and dozens of disciples who followed him.

But despite the critical situation, Sakyamuni still closed his eyes and looked extremely calm, without the slightest panic or terror.

His believers are also ragged and weather-beaten. Sakyamuni practiced Zen and practiced asceticism, and so did his followers.

"No, Sakyamuni is in trouble!"

The burning lamp on Vulture Mountain suddenly opened his eyes to be startled, and turned into a golden light in an instant, heading towards the place where Sakyamuni practiced.

hum!

A big Bodhi tree on the east side of Gaya City suddenly swayed gently and emitted a holy white light. A branch broke and rushed out, and came towards Sakyamuni quickly.

"Where is the sacred place?"

Mo Luo suddenly turned his head and his pupils shrank.

I saw a ray of white light piercing like the sharpest divine sword in the world. In front of this divine light, the billowing devilish energy cast by the Demon Emperor of the Great Luo Realm only persisted for a moment before being pierced.

In the white light, he saw an ordinary tree branch, which gently landed in front of Sakyamuni.

"Where is an expert meddling in my grievances with Buddhism?"

Mo Luo looked at the direction the branch came from, his expression slightly concentrated, and he saw a glowing Bodhi tree.

The Bodhi tree swayed gently: "I didn't intend to interfere in your grievances, but I have already said that I will protect this person to become enlightened, and I don't want to be involved in karma, Your Excellency... Get back!"

"It turns out that you are the protector of Sakyamuni."

Mo Luo clasped his hands behind his back, smiled and his eyes became colder: "But the seniors have already intervened in this matter, and you don't want to be involved in karma...isn't it too ridiculous?"

This tree turned out to be just a patriarch-level figure, which made him calm on the surface, but he was surprised in his heart.

Because when he left the Buddhist world, there was only one ancestral realm in Lingshan, and that was the burning lamp.

He is very sure that this person is not from the Buddhist world.

He had never seen this master in the Buddhist world before.

But this time he came to the Buddhist world to seek revenge after his mana greatly increased.

Maybe he is not an opponent of Ran Deng, but there is no one in the Buddhist world other than Ran Deng who is his opponent. In addition, with his black lotus, even if Ran Deng comes, he can't do anything to him.

This black lotus is also the confidence for him to return to the West to seek revenge from the Buddhist sect.

Thinking to this point, Mo Luo was smiling at the bodhi tree, but the monstrous devil energy behind him quickly condensed a layer of black-purple magic light on his hand.

boom!

Suddenly he turned around and fell towards Sakyamuni on the ground.

But this time the bodhi tree didn't respond.

Because of a bang, a twelve-grade golden lotus platform bloomed with golden light and appeared under Sakyamuni's seat.

"What?"

As soon as Mo Luo's expression changed, he suddenly raised his head, and saw a burst of Buddha's light surging away from him, and the monstrous devilish energy slowly fell down.

A thin figure stood in the Buddha's light.

Mo Luo said in a cold voice: "The Burning Lamp Buddha..."

Ran Deng was also surprised after seeing the figure in black: "Kinnara is you, you..."

"Haha, Lantern Buddha, long time no see, it's rare that you still remember... little monk!"

Mara smiled and said, "But the little monk is called Mara now, and your Buddhist world has too much hypocrisy and selfishness. Isn't the Buddha choosing a successor? How about handing it over to the little monk?"

Decades ago, he vowed to obtain the Buddhist realm, change that hypocritical Buddhist sect, and give that woman a positive result.

This goal has not changed to date.

"Mo Luo..." Ran Deng had already seen the magic energy billowing around Mo Luo, which was quite different from their Buddha's light.

"Amitabha!"

Ran Deng shook his head and said: "Mo Luo, you are no longer a member of my Buddhist sect, besides, there are already successors in my Buddhist sect."

"He?" Mo Luo looked at Sakyamuni and said with a sneer, "Then let me fight with him to see if he can pass my test and whether he is qualified to be the master of the Buddhist sect."

Ran Deng was about to strike when Sakyamuni slowly opened his eyes and looked at Mara and said: "Buddha, this is the calamity for the disciple to become a Buddha."

There was calm and indifference in his eyes.

After Ran Deng's expression changed slightly, he couldn't help but fell silent, and the mana gathered on his body dispersed.

What Sakyamuni said is right, when cultivating immortals in the East, you have to go through various calamities, and the method of Western Buddhism is also the same, and cultivation will also be accompanied by various calamities.

When Mara appeared on the eve of Sakyamuni's enlightenment, it was the calamity and test sent down by heaven to Sakyamuni.

Get through to become a Buddha, but if you don't get through, you will fail.

Sakyamuni looked at Mara and said, "What kind of magical powers and magic do you have that you can use as many as you want? It depends on whether you demonize the poor monk or the poor monk converts you."

To the east of Gaya City is a dense forest, and beside the forest is a river.

At this time, by the river, under a bodhi tree stood, and Sakyamuni sat with his hands clasped together and eyes closed under the bodhi tree.

The sky in front of him was filled with black mist, and Mo Luo stood on the magic aura with a gloomy expression and looked at the monk who looked weather-beaten.

He hates Buddhism!

I hate those hypocritical Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who talk about compassion and want to transform sentient beings, but in fact divide people into three, six, and nine classes in private.

So he wants to get Buddhism and change it into the Buddhism in his mind.

Ran Deng stood not far away.

A phantom of a Taoist stood beside him, standing shoulder to shoulder with him.

Both looked ahead.

Patriarch Bodhi was puzzled and said: "Then Mo Luo is the Great Sage of the Demon Realm in the Great Luo Realm. Is it really okay to let it go?"

Ran Deng sighed and said: "This is his catastrophe, and now none of us can help him, because helping him is tantamount to ruining his practice, and he can only rely on himself."

Patriarch Bodhi nodded and continued to look forward.

This battle of wits will also determine the ownership of Buddhism.

If Sakyamuni wins, he will be the master of Buddhism in the future, and if Mara wins, Buddhism will fall into his hands.

This is a major event affecting the Three Realms, but unfortunately there are very few people in the Three Realms who can see this place.

"Sakyamuni, I want to see how much you have!"

The black-purple magic light in Mo Luo's eyes flashed, and the magic energy rolled down and turned into a voluptuous beauty dancing beside Sakyamuni, twisting her waist and twisting her waist, provocative yet with a sense of solemnity, which made it hard to hold back.

These witches giggled and stretched out their hands to caress the cheeks of Sakyamuni and his disciples, but Sakyamuni's heart was still as firm as a stone and his breath was not disturbed at all.

However, Sakyamuni has followers around him. They couldn't stand the extravagant joy and opened their eyes. As soon as they opened their eyes, they were immediately attracted by these beauties, their faces showed obsession, and they played with the witches.

The breath on them also quickly transformed into magic energy.

Ran Deng shook his head and sighed.

The concentration of these followers is also too weak, but aren't beauty, power, money, etc. the biggest weakness in people's hearts?

To overcome these weaknesses, how can ordinary people be able to do it.

Some followers quickly shut down their five senses and six senses in order to overcome these hurdles.

Seeing that Sakyamuni was unmoved, Mo Luo snorted coldly, feeling laziness, hunger, exhaustion, etc. like a wave, entered Sakyamuni's body and invaded his senses...

But Sakyamuni is like a stone statue, sitting there like a rock, motionless.

"ah!"

The followers of Sakyamuni who have endured the barriers of beauty and power suddenly showed pain on their faces, and some were extremely tired. This time, it was useless even to close their senses.

But they were only marginally affected, and these were all aimed at Sakyamuni by Mara.

The colder Mo Luo's expression was, the stronger the aura on Sakyamuni's body, the more blazing the Buddha's light on his body, and Sakyamuni's Buddha's heart was as firm as a rock.

...

A month later, a news spread throughout the Three Realms and Four Continents.

The Venerable Sakyamuni, a Western Buddhist sect, was born and became a Buddha after enlightenment. The practice of the ninety-three generations has already made his Buddha heart stronger than gold and iron. No illusion or magic can disturb his practice.

It is recorded in the Buddhist scriptures that the demon emperor Bo Xun came to disturb the Buddha's practice at the right time, but failed in the end, and was defeated by the enlightened Buddha with the magic seal and surrendered.

It was also this time that the Buddha created the secret art of Buddhism——

Fearless Seal and Subduing Demon Seal!

Later, the seal of teaching, the seal of vows, and the seal of meditation were added, and it was called the five seals of Sakyamuni!

Two rays of Buddha's light fell from the sky to the edge of the abyss, and turned into Sakyamuni who lit the lamp and proved the Buddha's fruit.

Ran Deng looked a little dignified, and said: "It's true that the Abyss of the Black Abyss is a crack in the Three Realms opened by someone, leading to the unknown, and now it can only be suppressed here."

Sakyamuni nodded, turned his palm over, and there was a black lotus flower in the palm filled with Buddha's light. He tried hard to break free from his palm but was suppressed by the Buddha's light.

Ran Deng looked at the black lotus and sighed.

Mo Luo was indeed dead, but only his body was destroyed, but who would have thought that his primordial spirit had already merged with the black lotus to become the primordial spirit black lotus.

There is only one way to kill Mo Luo completely, to destroy this lotus platform, otherwise Mo Luo's primordial spirit will be immortal.

However, this lotus platform and Sakyamuni's twelfth-grade golden lotus platform are generally the best innate spiritual treasures, and even if you want to destroy the primordial spirit Heilian, you can't do it with the ancestral realm.

"Don't be complacent if you come here, you can't kill me, I will come back one day, I will come back..."

Mara's voice came from the black lotus again and again, Sakyamuni proclaimed the Buddha's name, turned his palm, and the black lotus was suppressed into the dark abyss, and the sound gradually died down.

boom!

With a wave of Sakyamuni's sleeve, a stream of mana flew out and covered the dark abyss, turning into a golden "卍" seal.

Ran Deng also took off the rosary beads around his neck and threw it forward, turning it into a patriarchal seal and covering it.

"Amitabha, thank you Dideng Buddha, so that he can't come out." Sakyamuni clasped his hands together to thank him.

Ran Deng looked at Sakyamuni complicatedly: "Maybe, you can go back to Lingshan and continue to practice!"

Sakyamuni has only become a Buddha now, and the Daluo realm is not a Buddha, so he can't see the future.

Of course, if Sakyamuni becomes a Buddha, it means that he will shed the name of Buddha and will retreat to the second line of Buddhism.

This is something that complicates him.

"Amitabha!"

Sakyamuni clasped his palms together and said, "The disciple is willing to return to Lingshan after ten years of teaching the Dharma in the human world."

...

In heaven, Zhenjun Lu left the Ministry of Finance, and when he came to the Tongming Hall, he saw a large group of people gathered, and he heard chaotic voices from a long distance away.

Lei Zhenzi became the Great Emperor Gouchen, and the Western Emperor Empress of the Heaven Realm no longer had the terrifying appearance of the past with red hair and fangs and wings on his back.

I saw that he was now wearing a golden imperial robe, but he was very heroic and visible.

Standing in the hall with his hands behind his back at this time, the emperor's spectrum is quite impressive.

At this time, there were quite a few gods gathered in Tongming Hall, but there were a few stars who were originally sealed by Xiqi gathered in the hall, surrounding Taibai Jinxing in the center and talking non-stop, always with one sentence: ask to see the Emperor of Heaven.

Taibai Jinxing has always been articulate, but at the moment surrounded in the middle, it is difficult to fight back.

"What's the noise?"

Lu Chuan, who was dressed in a five-blessing robe, walked in and said coldly: "The majestic gods of the heavens, what do they look like when they are so noisy, have they all forgotten the rules of heaven?"

Lu Chuan used mana to speak these words, overwhelming everyone's voices as soon as he opened his mouth, making Tongming Hall's quiet needle fall audible.

The gods turned around hastily.

Lei Zhenzi also looked over and said indifferently: "Oh, isn't this the True Lord of the Dragon and Tiger Profound Altar, what a majesty!"

"Xuantan Zhenjun!"

The gods who watched the excitement bowed their hands and saluted.

After Lu Chuan nodded, he stepped forward to take a look, and said, "Don't dare to be majestic, hey, isn't this the Great Western Gouchen? It's been a long time. What's wrong? This is leading so many people?"

On both sides of Lei Zhenzi stood five generals in armor.

In the center of the heaven is where the emperor and the gods reside. There is Gochen Palace in the west, Ziwei Palace in the north, Miaoyan Palace in the east, and Changsheng Palace in the south.

Lei Zhenzi said: "It's nothing, it's just because some gods said that they asked to see the Emperor of Heaven many times but couldn't, so they told me in Gouchen Palace to invite the Emperor to come and see, but Taibai Jinxing refused to let him!"

Lu Chuan said lightly: "It's normal if you don't see it."

"Xuantan Zhenjun, what do you mean?"

Wu Qu Xingjun Nangong said loudly: "We have something important to ask the Emperor of Heaven, but the Emperor of Heaven doesn't see us, how can you say it's normal?"

He already knew that his throat was wiped by a turtle raised by Lu Chuan.

This was regarded as a great shame by him.

"Yes, yes!" said some other gods.

Lu Chuan said: "It's very simple, because I have seen the Emperor of Heaven ten days ago."

It's just in the mortal world.

"What did you say?"

"Since the Emperor of Heaven sees you, why doesn't he see us?"

The stars of Gou Chen Ziwei said excitedly.

Taibai Jinxing looked at Lu Chuan expectantly.

Lu Chuan said: "That's because of Taibai, you tell them the reason."

Taibai Jinxing: "..."

I know the reason, but can I tell the truth now?

If you can't tell the truth, what did you tell me to say?

Lei Zhenzi sneered in his heart after looking at the two of them, and said, "Taibai Jinxing, I just want to see the Emperor of Heaven today to report on the matter of eliminating demons caused by demons in the lower realm. Please tell me."

Taibai Jinxing looked at Lu Chuan: "Why don't you talk about it, True Monarch Xuantan?"

"Ben Zhenjun said what he said, everyone, the Emperor of Heaven needs to retreat for a while recently. If there is no important matter, don't bother the Emperor of Heaven. As for Emperor Gouchen..."

Lu Chuan sneered and said, "It's your duty to manage the Yaozu. You have never reported to the Emperor before. Why did you come here this time?"

"Retreat?"

"Why have you never heard of it?"

The gods were in awe.

Lu Chuan was speechless. You said that if he, the father-in-law, said that before he went down to earth, instead of keeping silent, he wouldn't be like this now, would he?

Lei Zhenzi's eyes flashed, and he stood up abruptly and said: "Xuantan Zhenjun, I have an important urgent matter to find the Emperor of Heaven, please come out, otherwise I will doubt whether the Emperor of Heaven is here..."

"Emperor Gou Chen wants me to invite me, so I will invite you, but what if I invite the Emperor of Heaven, did you think about the rhetoric at that time?"

Lu Chuan interrupted him and said, "Great Emperor Gouchen, I would also like to remind you that if there is no real important event and you interrupt the cultivation of the Emperor of Heaven once every 129,600 years, do you know what you should be guilty of? Even if it is you... you can't afford it."

Lei Zhenzi's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes flickered. He really wanted to ask Lu Chuan to invite him, but he hesitated when he reached his mouth.

He came to the Heavenly Court late, and he doesn't know if the Emperor of Heaven has a practice once every 129,600 years, but if there is, it is really important, can it not be important once every 120,000 years?

He really wanted Lu Chuan to call, but he had suffered too much in Lu Chuan's hands and he had learned to be cautious, and the Emperor of Heaven was not easy to mess with...

Lu Chuan smiled and said, "My lord, have you thought about it?"

Lei Zhenzi took a deep look at Lu Chuan and waved his hand: "Let's go!"

The brigade retreated hastily, rather anticlimactic.

Looking at the distance, Taibai breathed a sigh of relief, and said via voice transmission: "If I didn't know the inside story, I would have almost believed it."

The key point is that the 129,600-year cultivation theory made up by Lu Chuan is too mysterious and bluffing. Who wouldn't be shocked by it?

Lu Chuan smiled lightly, and sang the heavenly version of the empty city plan. Of course, if Lei Zhenzi really wanted to see it, he would have to make a fake one.