The God and Buddha are actually me

"Miao Shenke..."

The two-faced Buddha repeated this name in his mind, but he had no impression of it. However, he was sure that he was definitely not the opponent of this old Taoist priest.

"Amitabha."

At the critical moment, the two-faced Buddha was still able to remain calm. He whispered a Buddhist name and took the initiative to show his true body.

This time, there was no cloud and mist to cover his true face.

The two-faced Buddha knew very well that in front of this unfathomable old Taoist priest, all the means of hiding his appearance were just a show of skill, and could not hide those terrible eyes at all.

"Haha, little monk, you are really ugly."

Miao Shenke was very straightforward. In the long years, he had seen many ugly people, but none of them could compare with the monk in front of him.

The facial features were hideous and ugly, like a beast in human form, and even the teeth were like sharp saw teeth, which was very different from ordinary people.

Miao Shenke didn't like it very much and shook his head repeatedly.

When they recruited disciples in the Yuding Palace, they not only had extremely high requirements for the aptitude of the bones, but also had certain requirements for the appearance and temperament.

In short, ugly ones were not accepted.

Miao Shenke was also handsome and elegant in the past, and now he is over 600 years old and still quite charming.

Zhang Jiuyang, that kid, meets the requirements of the Yuding Palace. Although his appearance is a little worse than his in the past, he is also among the best in the Yuding Palace.

As for this Tantric monk, it is hard to describe...

"Beauty and ugliness are all obsessions. Beauty and bones are gone in an instant. I didn't expect that even a master like you couldn't see through it."

The two-faced Buddha sighed and tried to delay time, but the magic power in his body was quietly running.

Suddenly, his broken arm bulged with flesh and blood. After a few breaths, he actually grew another arm, but the skin was a little transparent, and the blue veins and blood vessels were clearly visible inside.

"The lotus blood and flesh method of Tantric Buddhism is boring. After so many years, your magic of Nalanda Temple has not improved at all."

Miao Shenke did not try to stop him, or rather, he simply did not bother to stop him.

Because he was not an incarnation of hair, but a real body, the real body that Ali invited from the underworld.

Zhang Jiuyang, this junior brother, really did not let him have a moment of leisure, and was not polite to him at all.

But who made him a senior brother, it was reasonable for him to be tired.

"You are so familiar with Nalanda Temple, do you know Venerable Gesang?"

Venerable Gesang is the abbot of the contemporary Nalanda Temple and his former master. It is unknown how long he has lived, and his cultivation is unfathomable.

"Gesang Gyatso?"

Miao Shenke was stunned for a moment, and then asked curiously.

The two-faced Buddha nodded and said, "Yes, it is my master. For my master's sake, can you let me go?"

Miao Shenke showed a trace of emotion in his eyes and said, "I didn't expect that the little monk back then has now become someone else's master and a venerable."

"To be able to live so long, little Gesang is more capable than Venerable Chenglie, and he is better than his master."

Miao Shenke liked to travel around the world back then. Hearing that Nalanda Temple had great magical powers, he went to look for it specifically. Later, he got to know the then abbot Venerable Chenglie and had a little friendship with him.

Gesang Gyatso was the last disciple of Venerable Chenglie. Back then, he was just a little kid who was responsible for making tea for him.

The two-faced Buddha was stunned when he heard this, staring at Miao Shenke with a look of shock.

This old Taoist priest actually called Venerable Gesang Little Gesang?

And from his tone, it seems that he is of the same generation as Venerable Gesang's master, who is also his master's ancestor, Venerable Chenglie.

But Venerable Chenglie was already a long-lived person in the early years of Daqian!

Could this person in front of him have lived for more than 600 years?

It's no wonder that the two-faced Buddha was surprised. Normally, it is difficult for a cultivator to live so long, unless some special means are used. For example, his master, Venerable Gesang, used the method of sky burial to prolong his life.

He usually fell into a state equivalent to death to delay aging and deceive Changshengtian. He woke up once every sixty years, and repeated this cycle to persist for so long.

But even so, during the time when he followed his master to practice, he could clearly feel that the decay of his master was getting worse little by little.

It was like a piece of rotten wood that had been eaten away.

But the old Taoist in front of him was completely different. Although he looked like he was in his seventies or eighties, he had a ruddy complexion, full of energy, and a radiant spirit. Compared with his master, he was simply two extremes.

"Who is the senior? The first person in Taoism six hundred years ago should be Zhuge Qixing. Could you be..."

Miao Shenke was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed at himself.

Sure enough, people only remember the best in the world, but not the second.

Six hundred years ago, Zhuge Qixing was the best in the Taoist sect, and he was the second. Although he was only one place behind, there was a huge difference. Now no one has heard of his name.

Thinking of this, Miao Shenke suddenly got angry.

It was okay to be suppressed by that guy six hundred years ago, but why was he suppressed again six hundred years later? Zhuge Qixing is really haunting!

If you are angry, you will naturally find someone to vent it.

He looked at the ugly monk who had never heard of his reputation, with a cold look in his eyes.

"Ugly monk, have you practiced the Eight-armed Mahakala Sutra?"

"Amitabha, I am not talented, but I have practiced for some time."

The two-faced Buddha felt a little depressed and felt the breath of danger. This old Taoist priest knew all the unique skills of Nalanda Temple, and the situation was even more unfavorable to him.

"Hehe, it's good to have practiced. Among the many methods of your Nalanda Temple, this is the most exciting and can satisfy my desire."

The two-faced Buddha's expression became extremely solemn.

"Senior, do we have to fight?"

Miao Shenke grinned and said lightly: "Don't worry, I won't kill you. After all, this is the first time that Junior Brother asked me for help. He said that if he wanted to capture you alive, you wouldn't die."

The two-faced Buddha wanted to say something, but Miao Shenke had already made a move.

Boom!

His body rose from the ground, and his bones and muscles made crackling sounds, as if a giant spirit had descended to the world, especially a pair of big hands like a palm leaf fan, which seemed to be able to take the whole world into his palm.

The earth was shaking, injecting a steady stream of divine power into Miao Shenke's body, so that his whole body was covered with a layer of faint dark yellow light.

This is to integrate the big and small Ruyi and the earth escape technique, making it more fierce, domineering and heavy.

In an instant, the two-faced Buddha felt great danger and activated the Dharma image of Mahakala without hesitation, which was also his strongest magical power.

The Dharma image of Mahakala appeared, roaring endlessly, and greeted with a slap in anger.

Boom!!!

As if thunder from heaven had stirred up fire from the earth, the Dharma image of Mahakala that had just taken shape was directly slapped away by a slap, and the body of the two-faced Buddha was smashed out of the house like a cannonball.

Even the Golden Gate and Jade Lock Formation could not stop the violent attack of Miao Shenke.

The body of the two-faced Buddha was submerged by countless rubble, his bones were broken inch by inch, and cracks appeared on every inch of his skin, with blood beads rolling out continuously.

Even his proud Yuanshen was a little dazed at this moment, dizzy in the Niwan Palace, with stars in his eyes.

If he had not practiced several unique skills and had an amazing innate physique, I am afraid that this palm would be enough to kill him.

Seventh realm... no, even the eighth realm!

"Dead?"

Miao Shenke took a breath and panicked. Did he hit too hard?

Fortunately, the next moment, the two-faced Buddha stood up slowly. Although his bones were broken, he emitted a strange blood light, and then his flesh and bones moved spontaneously, the broken bones reconnected, and the wounds scabbed.

"Too weak, too weak."

"Not satisfying at all. In fact, you are no worse than Cheng Lie back then, and your talent is even better. Alas, I have become stronger."

Miao Shenke finally realized that after he re-cultivated his profound skills and achieved the perfection of the Eight Realms, there would be few people in the world who could fight him for three hundred rounds, let alone a few hands.

He sighed lightly and suddenly felt a little bored. He wanted to have fun before, but now it seems that he should end it quickly.

He pinched a mysterious hand seal again, and then stretched out his hand to grab the void.

Boom!

The sky seemed to collapse, and a huge hand formed by the condensation of pure air fell from the sky, covering the sky and the sun. The skin texture was clearly visible, exuding a mysterious Taoist charm, blocking the moonlight.

The innate one-qi great capture of the 36 methods of Yuding!

This magical power was created by Guigu Immortal Master and ranked third among the 36 methods. It is said that his purpose was to pick the stars and the moon, but he finally found it difficult to do so, so he retreated to the next best thing and turned it into a capture technique.

Although he could not pick the stars and the moon, in the hands of Miao Shenke, capturing dragons and controlling cranes was also a piece of cake. If he was captured by this technique, even a real dragon would become a loach.

The two-faced Buddha looked at the giant hand that fell from the sky, like a god, and had only one thought in his mind, that is, to escape!

But when he tried to operate the escape technique, he was horrified to find that the surrounding void seemed to be locked, and all the escape techniques failed.

Capture, not only people, but also a world.

This is also the power of the innate Qi capture. Once it is successfully performed, it will seal the sky, lock the earth, and cut off the sun and the moon. No matter how strong your escape technique is, you can't use it and can only be tied up.

The two-faced Buddha already knows his situation. He can't escape, so he can only fight to the death!

The two pupils between his eyebrows burst out with amazing murderous spirit. He put his palms together and chanted the secret mantra of Guanzi Daluo, but not to the enemy, but to himself.

He knew very well that no matter how powerful the secret mantra of Guanzi Daluo was, it would never affect a great Yang God of the eighth realm, just like an ant trying to shake a tree or an ant hitting a mountain.

But he can use it on himself, and through the secret mantra of Guanzi Daluo, he can stimulate all his potential, break the fear of death, and thus burst out the strongest combat power in a short time.

The effect is very amazing. The momentum of the two-faced Buddha continues to soar, the mana in his body is burning like a flame, and his spirit is at its peak.

In the dark night, a more powerful Mahakala statue suddenly appeared, changing from two arms to four arms, and then to six arms.

The highest realm of the "Eight-armed Mahakala Mahakala Sutra" is called "Killing Tathagata", which means that the Dharma image has eight arms, showing the full appearance of Mahakala Buddha.

In the eyes of the Tantric people, this means that the fire of the Mahavairocana Tathagata has burned to the extreme, and no demon can stop the thunderous wrath of the Killing Tathagata.

But the eight-armed Kalakala is too fierce, so it is regarded as a blasphemy against the Buddha. Therefore, the statues of Mahakala worshipped in the Tantric Buddhism have only six arms at most, not eight arms.

In this fighting skill of Nalanda Temple, although there is a saying of the highest realm of eight arms, no one has ever reached it, that is to say, the six-armed Dharma image of the two-faced Buddha is already the peak.

Roar!

The six-armed Mahakala is fully revealed. His body is blue and he is wearing tiger skin. He has a large rosary with fifty human skulls around his neck and a five-skull crown. There are dragons and snakes entwined around his body. Each of his six arms holds a magical weapon. He is extremely powerful and his murderous aura reaches the sky.

Boom!

The six arms of the Dharma image simultaneously supported the huge hand that fell from the sky. The ground beneath his feet cracked, and the three heads roared like thunder at the same time.

The innate Qi Great Grasp, paused slightly.

...

Buzz!

In the thatched house, the sound of the kettle boiling sounded, a little sharp, and also broke the tranquility in the house.

"Mr. Meng, the water is boiling."

Zhang Jiuyang slowly opened his eyes, and the sky eye between his eyebrows opened, and he saw the three-headed and six-armed Dharma image of Mahakala in the distance, as well as the giant hand that fell from the sky.

Carrying the inheritance of the Jade Tripod, he naturally recognized it at a glance. It was the innate Qi Great Grasp among the thirty-six methods. He watched it with relish, and his eyes kept flashing with wisdom.

It can be used like this, worthy of being a senior brother!

An expert knows the doorway. The senior brother's move this time really opened his eyes and benefited him a lot.

Sure enough, there is still a big difference between truly integrating the thirty-six methods and cultivating them to perfection, and forcibly activating them with the Jade Tripod Mysterious Art.

Mr. Meng ignored the boiling kettle and stared at the fight in the distance.

In fact, Miao Shenke also cast a spell to cover up the huge movement during the fight, but they were all people with deep cultivation and could still see it.

Under the moonlight, the six-armed Mahakala Dharma image was extremely powerful and blocked for a moment, but in the end it was still unable to resist the absolute power suppression.

The Dharma image began to collapse and was defeated again.

This was the absolute crushing of the Eight Realms against the Six Realms. What's more, Miao Shenke, who had re-cultivated the Jade Tripod Mysterious Art, had regained consciousness and was no longer confused and crazy. He was familiar with many magical powers of the Jade Tripod Palace and had rich experience in fighting.

It would be a miracle if the two-faced Buddha could block it.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the six-armed Mahakala completely dissipated, and the giant hand completely submerged the two-faced Buddha, and everything was settled.

Zhang Jiuyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was right to ask A Li to ask his senior brother to fight in person. A lion must fight a rabbit with all its strength. The old fox, the two-faced Buddha, was too cunning, and he was allowed to escape several times.

This time, let's see how he can escape?

"Mr. Meng, you are defeated, and the Black Sky Plan is also defeated."

Zhang Jiuyang looked at him who was a little absent-minded, and took the initiative to pick up the kettle and make him a cup of tea.

"This road is impassable, it is a dead end, so now..."

Zhang Jiuyang pushed the tea to his side and smiled, "Do you want to try with me and take another road?"

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