I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

"All living beings in the world are Buddhas!"

The seven big characters were like seven mountains crashing down, causing Wu Chan's face to change drastically and his body to be crumbling.

When he was still an infant, he was abandoned by his parents at the foot of a barren mountain. It was his master who rescued him from a pack of wild wolves. He grew up in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect since he was a child.

Since then, Wu Chan has been accompanied by the ancient Buddha Qing Deng every day, chanting sutras and reciting the Buddha's name, cultivating his moral character, and meditating on the exercises.

When he was young, the Buddha once came into his dream and showed him the way forward. He made a great wish to realize the Tao through martial arts and achieve the supreme fruition.

He originally thought that he was walking on a bright road that all living beings yearned for, and that he would eventually illuminate the world with Buddha's light.

But he didn't expect that with just a few words from the young man in front of him, his most noble ideals were almost defeated.

The Buddhist path he was so proud of turned out to be only Hinayana Buddhism, and he could only cross it by himself.

With Wu Chan's conduct, if the other party just made nonsense and slandered Buddhism, he would naturally not be affected in any way.

However, every sentence this person said was accurate and every word made sense, especially the "Mahayana Buddhism" he expounded.

Saying that all living beings are equal and that all living beings have Buddha nature shocked Wu Chan.

If you look for this way in your own way, you will be like looking up at Mount Tai from the hills, or like an Arhat when you see the Tathagata. You will mutilate yourself and feel ashamed, infinitely small!

For a moment, Wu Chan felt dizzy and confused.

To put it in layman's terms, it means...the mentality has collapsed.

Moreover, it was not only Wu Chan who collapsed at this time, but also several core inheritors of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect under the Daozang Sacred Tree.

After hearing the Buddhist teachings of Wu Chan and Zhao Heng, these talented Buddhists all changed their faces, became confused, and had doubts about their own teachings for the first time.

Even outside the forbidden space, the three Buddhist Vajra and Danxia Realm powerful men from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, who were paying attention to the situation here in the Mysterious Light Realm, were in shock at this time.

Although they used profound Buddhist teachings to suppress the fluctuations in their hearts, it was like planting a seed in the pot of their hearts, which would take root and sprout sooner or later and have a huge impact.

At this time, the monks who were paying attention to the battle situation inside and outside the forbidden space were all shocked.

Unexpectedly, this young man from the Shura Sect, who suddenly rose to prominence, would face the most talented young generation of Buddhism, the contemporary Buddhist disciple ‘Wu Chan’.

Before taking action, just a few words made the other party confused and unstable.

"This guy always has some unexpected abilities."

At this time, Murong Nishang, who was fighting Wan Qianyi on the same battlefield, saw this situation, and a smile appeared on her pretty face under the veil.

Huangfu Yue, who was fighting fiercely with Yi Wushuang, also glanced here, her eyes shining like stars.

But at this moment, a deep and majestic Buddha's name sounded in the minds of all the monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, including Wu Chan.

"Amitabha Buddha, with a heart as clear as ice, will not be shocked when the sky falls. He remains calm despite all changes, and his spirit and energy are calm."

The distant and majestic voice, with its power to soothe everything, quickly calmed down the chaotic and turbulent moods of Wu Chan and others.

Wu Chan's eyes gradually calmed down, and he slowly raised his head to look at Zhao Heng, his eyes becoming sharp.

"Everything is false, only the martial arts of the poor monk will never change.

The benefactor has become the inner demon of the poor monk. The inner demon must be eliminated! "

Feeling the sharply rising aura on Wu Chan and the burning fire in his eyes, Zhao Heng showed disdain.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... You guys usually like to pretend to be saints and reason with others. If you can't reason with others, you still have to roll up your arms and sleeves and be violent with others."

Wu Chan's Buddha mind was firm at this moment and was no longer affected by Zhao Heng's words. Golden light rippled around his body and his momentum soared.

"My Buddha is merciful, but I also have the angry eyes of Vajra. The benefactor's evil words deceive the people and confuse my Buddha's heart. I should be punished."

When Zhao Heng saw this, a cold light flashed across his eyes, and the majestic aura around him, as well as an extremely domineering sword intent, swept across him.

"Okay, I want to see if the Buddha punishes me or I punish the Buddha!"

"presumptuous!"

Wu Chan let out a roar of thunder, and golden light burst out from his palms, turning into a continuous phantom.

"Thousand-Hand Mercy Seal."

The moment Wu Chan swung out his palms, it seemed as if thousands of arms had grown. Each time a palm was struck, a golden palm print would be condensed.

Thousands of palm prints suddenly appeared in the void, blasting towards Zhao Heng.

In response, Zhao Heng directly waved the Dragon Roaring Sword. The sound of the dragon's roar shook the sky, and the sword's light swept like a frenzy, sweeping forward, blocking all the opponent's palm prints and smashing them to pieces.

"Rumble...!"

The two fought fiercely all the way. Wu Chan changed his offensive several times and used many secret Buddhist techniques. However, Zhao Heng only used the Dragon Sword in his hand to kill everything!

Seeing that he could not gain any advantage in the attack, Wu Chan used the sword finger of his left hand to carve a mysterious mark on the palm of his right hand.

"The world has moved!"

The next moment, Wu Chan stepped forward, shrinking to an inch, and his body spanned hundreds of feet.

In a flash, he appeared directly behind Zhao Heng, with a Buddhist lion's roar and his palms pressing down like Mount Tai.

Facing Wu Chan's sudden attack, Zhao Heng's whole body flashed with lightning, and his wings of thunder and lightning flapped behind him.

"Wind and thunder flash!"

"Boom...!"

In the flash of lightning, Wu Chan's palm print shattered Zhao Heng's body, but it only shattered an afterimage.

"Shua...!"

Almost at the same time, behind Wu Chan, a sword light containing terrifying destructive power also penetrated his body, but it also shattered an afterimage.

Wu Chan's method of moving the universe and Zhao Heng's wind and thunder wings are both extremely fast.

The two men clashed fiercely, and countless figures seemed to appear in the void. They came and went, and the reality was uncertain.

Occasionally, an offensive attack collides, and the power that erupts is like a mountain collapsing and the earth cracking, which is frightening.

The battle lasted for a while, and then a dazzling golden palm print collided with a brilliant sword in the air.

A terrifying shock wave swept across, shattering all the afterimages in the sky, and the two of them flew back thousands of feet.

Wu Chan's whole body was boiling with Buddha's light, Zhao Heng's sword was in full swing, and both of them had high fighting spirit.

Zhao Hengdao: "Wu Chan, you and I have fought against each other before. These methods of yours can't do anything to me, so let's show some real skills."

Hearing this, Wu Chan's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Amitabha, the donor is really powerful, but the Dharma is boundless. Of course, this poor monk has the means to conquer you."

After saying that, Wu Chan clasped his hands together, closed his eyes tightly, and a golden Buddha seal lit up between his eyebrows.

"Uh-huh!"

In an instant, a golden light shot into the sky behind Wu Chan's head, and then the tide split into two, and the golden light extended to both sides.

In just a short moment, a golden light and shadow condensed behind him, forming the phantom of an Arhat ten feet tall.

Wu Chan's figure drifted back and merged with this shadow.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha's name spreads far away.

"boom……!"

The next moment, the golden light of the arhat's shadow erupted and suddenly solidified, exuding a monstrous power.

The huge body took one step forward and appeared behind Zhao Heng in an instant.

Its speed is actually much faster than Wu Chan's Qiankun Shift just now.

Zhao Heng's heart trembled, and the blade in his hand swept backwards. The blade's light collided with a giant fist filled with golden light.

"boom……!"

A shocking loud noise broke out, and Zhao Heng was blown away.

Arhat's shadow took one step forward and caught up with Zhao Heng in an instant. His fists were like a pair of jade pillars holding up the sky, and they struck down with lightning speed.

"Rumble...!"

Under the terrifying offensive of Arhat's phantom, Zhao Heng kept using his sword to resist, but he was still beaten back and completely suppressed by the opponent.

In just a moment, the glow of his sword gradually dimmed, and the energy around him began to dissipate, feeling faintly exhausted.

On the other hand, the Arhat Dharma Body was covered in golden light, its aura was soaring, and its offensive was rapidly increasing, and it was likely to crush Zhao Heng in one fell swoop.

"Donor, the Buddha's Dharma is boundless. Once you turn around, you will be safe again. Don't resist any longer." Wu Chan's voice was majestic and powerful.

Facing Wu Chan's stormy attack, Zhao Heng, who was struggling to hold on, had a strange smile on his face.

"Is Buddhism boundless? Do you know what it means that the Buddha is one foot high and the devil is one foot high?"

"Huh, stubborn!"

The eyes of Arhat's phantom burst with golden light, and dense golden Sanskrit words suddenly appeared on the surface of a huge fist. Mysterious power was added to this fist, erupting with terrifying power.

The most powerful punch, as dazzling as the scorching sun, hit Zhao Heng Tianling!

This blow also caused Huangfu Yue and Murong Nishang to panic in the other two battlefields.

And under the Daozang Sacred Tree, Dong Yu, Chu Qinyi, Chen Xiao and others were shocked and worried about Zhao Heng.

But this frightening punch finally landed.

"Bang...!"

Terrifying waves of energy surged and poured in all directions, but the Arhat's shadow shook, golden light floated on his body, and he stood frozen in place.

"Huh...?" Wu Chan made a surprised sound.

The next moment, everyone saw that a group of faint blue flames appeared under the golden fist of Arhat's Dharmakaya. As the flames gradually shrank, flowing light patterns condensed.

A thick and dense 'silver light' suddenly appeared, with silver hair, silver eyes, and skin color also showing a pure silver luster. A figure with faint blue flame patterns all over the body appeared in front of the Arhat Dharmakaya.

At this time, Zhao Heng raised his hand and held up the Arhat's Dharma Body. He punched with destructive power, and his face showed a look of defiance and defiance.

"Get out of here!"

Zhao Heng's body suddenly glowed with silver light, and his other hand suddenly made a fist and punched it, hitting the Arhat's dharma body.

"Bang!"

A seemingly small punch, but it burst out with overwhelming force. The silver wave spurted out, drowning the golden light, and blew the Arhat's Dharma Body away...