Chapter 389: The Power of the Buddha Formation

Paranimi is not arrogant and happy. From the Huiyan Snow Mountain to the north, hundreds of billions of miles away, there is an almost boundless ocean.

This vast ocean, even the many eminent monks and virtuous men from the Huiyan Snow Mountain have not been able to explore its boundaries. Its area is simply too vast, and there are too many strange creatures in the abyss, including even people of interest such as asexual old nuns.

They have all suffered in it, and were chased by several seemingly inhospitable black dragons running around in the sky.

Therefore, the arrogant and optimistic monks of Paranimi call this vast ocean the "Abyss of No Return", which means that once you enter it, you cannot turn back.

At the core of the Abyss of No Return, a giant turtle with a radius of several hundred miles is floating on the waves in the purple-black sea water, spitting water mist into the sky with great interest. Hundreds of sea dragons that are hundreds of miles long are happy.

Swimming back and forth around the giant turtle, they kept looking up to the sky and letting out a shocking roar.

There is a small island on the back of the big turtle, as if it was born with it. The island is full of exotic flowers, rare plants and rare spiritual trees. The colorful glow rises faintly over the island, and low-pitched Sanskrit singing can be vaguely heard from all over the island.

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A fierce, low bell rang. On the peak in the middle of the island, in a simple and crude bell tower, three or five young monks were concentrating on pushing the hammer to strike a bronze bell that was several feet high.

The sound of the bell rolled over half of the ocean of the abyss, and suddenly the water on the rough ocean became calm. A bright moon hung high in the sky, and the majestic blue moonlight spread all over the sky and the earth, but the huge ocean surface was as smooth as a big plane.

Mirror.

On a mountain peak somewhere on the island, two or three crooked-neck pine trees grow crookedly on a few rocks. The crowns of the pine trees are intertwined with each other, forming a natural canopy. The two red-faced eyebrows are several feet long.

The old monk was sitting under the canopy, playing a game on a chessboard. The black and white chess pieces were scattered everywhere, and the two of them were having a great time fighting each other.

Beside the two old monks, under a strange-shaped rock several feet high, a figure whose whole body was shrouded in a cloak and whose facial features could not be seen clearly was sitting cross-legged on a soft grass futon.

There was a plate of walnuts, and he was peeling them with his hands through his robe sleeves.

The hard walnut shell was crushed into pieces by the man through his sleeves. The thin layer of clothing on the walnut fell off the walnut meat with a slight sound. The walnut meat, as white as jade, rolled lightly and flew away automatically.

It went into the man's mouth. The crisp chewing sound kept coming, and a fragrant walnut fragrance spread everywhere, giving it a sense of the mountains and forests.

The crisp cry of apes came from the distance, and several golden velvet monkeys happily pulled the baskets made of rattan and ran towards this side along the rattan on the cliff. These monkeys rushed here happily.

In front of the walnut eater, several baskets filled with nuts were placed in front of him.

After bowing deeply to this man several times, the monkeys bowed and took a few steps back, and then they walked away laughing and joking.

The man in the cloak reached out and turned over the basket in front of him, grabbed a handful of pine nuts, peeled them apart one by one and threw them into his mouth.

There was only a 'pop' sound, and two old monks who were playing chess suddenly burst into laughter. One of the monks waved his sleeves and disrupted the chess pieces on the chess board. He laughed and said: "Senior brother, Bi Yue is so good at chess, I am ashamed of him."

.Hahaha!"

Another old monk nodded and said with a smile: "Bi Yue's chess skills have also improved greatly. Senior brother is very happy!"

The man who was eating pine nuts suddenly snorted coldly, and shouted in a low voice with a strange hoarse sound like two stones rubbing against each other: "Lang Yue, Bi Yue, you two bad chess players are complimenting each other, are you so proud? Go back to the Yan Da Snow Mountain.

By the way, those bald donkeys have suffered a lot, do you think it’s time to take action?”

The two old monks looked at each other helplessly, touched their bald heads at the same time and said with a bitter smile: "Elder brother, you are also a monk yourself, so don't keep mentioning the word bald donkey!"

After a slight pause, Old Monk Biyue said in a deep voice: "With so many disciples dead and injured, they should know that they cannot withstand any big storms if they only have a single cultivation level but no corresponding profound Zen techniques."

Another old monk, Monk Langyue, also nodded repeatedly: "Over there in the Taoist sect, those who have the power of Taoism but no profound Taoism are called 'false great Luo', but in my Zen sect, these people have the power of Taoism and have reached the level of Bodhisattva."

, disciples of the Buddha's realm are just 'fake Bodhisattvas' and 'fake Buddhas'. This time they were deceived, so they will probably have a clearer mind."

The senior brother in the cloak said calmly: "In this case, please pass on a piece of "Xiao Sumeru's Three Thousand Worlds of Zen Technique" to let them understand that only by obeying our decrees can they be qualified to become chess pieces on the chessboard.

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Lang Yue and Bi Yue laughed together. As soon as they moved their hands, the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard suddenly disappeared into ashes. The two old monks laughed extremely weirdly. They laughed for a long time before they stopped laughing. They nodded repeatedly and said: "Of course, I

Although they are just chess pieces, they are not even qualified to be chess pieces!"

The senior brother in the cloak lowered his head and pointed his finger in front of him. A two-foot-square puddle appeared out of thin air on the rock three feet away in front of him. There was a clear spring inside, and a lotus stem trembled out.

In the blink of an eye, five or six lotus leaves and a pink lotus flower grew.

A red light emerged from the lotus, and the fierce battle above the Huiyan Snow Mountain was immediately revealed in the red light.

In the red light, the monkey riding on the white elephant, revealing the true form of the Buddha, was shouting and charging to kill, tearing the Buddhist monks who rushed out to fight with him into pieces like Cui Qi La rot. Zhihua and others

They followed closely behind the monkeys, killing many Buddhist cultivators until rivers of blood flowed from them. Where they passed, there were not even a few Buddhist monks who could resist them even slightly.

"Fight against the Buddha!" ​​The senior brother in the cloak suddenly laughed: "It's really interesting! It's really enjoyable to be able to fight against the Buddha!"

Slowly he peeled off a pine nut and ate it. The elder brother sighed in a low voice: "It's pitiful, it's pitiful. They are all Buddhist Zen disciples, but they try to form their own lineage and do not respect the authentic teachings of my Pure Land Sect. They are dead and injured today."

Isn’t it true that such a tragic event is something that is caused by one’s own actions?”

Biyue and Langyue nodded in sympathy, looking at the Buddhist monks who suffered heavy casualties in the red clouds, their eyes were full of ridicule and gloating, but there was no trace of Buddhist compassion.

The asexual old nun and other Buddhist monks who returned to Yan Daxue Mountain are all top-notch in their Taoist realm and magical power, but the Buddhist magical powers they are good at do not seem to be top-notch. The dignified and high-ranking Daluo Jinxian monks are all in front of the monkeys.

It collapsed at the first touch, which was really shocking.

This is like saying that these monks in the Huiyan Snow Mountain are a deep-rooted tree, far exceeding the monkey in terms of size and weight; but the monkey is a steel knife that has been tempered over thousands of times, but it can easily

The loose ones chopped the big tree into pieces.

The Buddhist monks who lack the profound spiritual power of Zen are just big trees, while the monkeys, Zhehua and others are just steel knives.

Needless to say, monkeys have magical powers and magic, and so do Yang Jian, the Kongsang brothers and others. Even Zhehua, Sairen and others obtained the Taiyin Scripture and the Sun True Gold from Gu Xiechen, as recorded in the Great Wilderness Scripture

The essence of it, as well as the method of killing corpses and becoming saints passed down by the saints of the Three Purities. Their magical power is only a drop in the ocean compared to the Buddhist cultivators of Huiyan Daxue Mountain, but their magical method is really too powerful.

The three of them looked at the battle items in the red clouds and ordered them for a long time. Only then did the old monk Long Yue recruit a young monk who was no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.

The Buddhist scriptures were handed over.

The young monk respectfully knelt on the ground and received the Buddhist scriptures. After kowtowing to Monk Langyue and the other three, he stood up and summoned a group of white clouds, which flew towards the Huiyan Snow Mountain as fast as lightning. Suddenly, a long line appeared in the sky.

The wind, this wind just blew on the little monk, making him escape from light hundreds of times faster, and he was far away in a short time.

Above the red lotus and among the red clouds, two figures suddenly appeared.

Prajna, Maha transformed into black and white strong light and traveled across the void. Its speed was as fast as lightning, and its attack was like thunder. The bodies of the Buddhist monks wherever it passed seemed to be struck by thunder and shattered into pieces. The two of them moved their hands and feet.

The energy of life and death condensed into thunder, which struck out with their fists like raindrops with a dull loud sound. Often those Buddhist cultivators who had reached extremely advanced levels could not withstand their casual blows.

Biyue and Langyue were suddenly startled, and they shouted in unison: "Namo Amitabha, Senior Brother, what those two people did seems to be..."

The eldest brother under the cloak suddenly laughed in a low voice, his laughter filled with incomparable pleasure and joy: "Prajna, Maha, you are here too!"

The cloak moved, and the senior brother stretched out two hands from under the cloak.

When he first stretched it out, the two palms of this senior brother were as white as jade and as plump as the palms of a beautiful woman. But soon, the palms gradually shriveled, withered, and large wrinkles appeared on the hands. But after a while,

In the time it took to drink tea, these two palms withered like zombies in the tomb. The dark and shriveled palms looked so scary.

But in the blink of an eye, such a terrifying palm was suddenly covered with a layer of vitality. The withered blood veins expanded rapidly, and the blood flowed rapidly in the palm. After a short time, the palm became as plump as before, and became as two-dimensional.

Eight virgins have the same delicate hands.

In just a quarter of an hour, this senior brother's palm seemed to have gone through reincarnations several times from the age of sixteen to one hundred and sixty.

The bright moon and the blue moon looked at those two palms with great admiration, as if they had seen the true body of the Buddha. In their eyes, there was only fanatical admiration and extremely fervent hope. These two palms were simply like the most beautiful palms in the universe.

The ultimate way of heaven makes two old monks with unpredictable cultivation full of some kind of greed like ordinary people.

Above Huiyan Daxue Mountain, Buddhist disciples kept rushing out of the eight demon-slaying secret formations of Mandala and entangled themselves with Jiuyou Dao disciples.

But no matter how advanced these Buddhist disciples are, they all become a joke in front of the Nine Netherworld army led by Monkey.

In the eyes of monkeys, the magical powers of Buddhism used by these Buddhist cultivators from the Huiyan Daxue Mountain line are as vulnerable as chickens and dogs. You can change your magical powers and do whatever you want. Monkeys can tell the truth and falsehood with just one glance.

He could see clearly, and with just a stick he could completely destroy these magical powers that were completely unworthy in his eyes.

Waves of Buddhist disciples surged up like crazy waves in a hurricane. However, the Nine Nether Dao army smashed the waves like rocks, but remained motionless.

Countless dark creatures formed the famous and dangerous formation of the Jie Sect, the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, which was like a huge millstone that strangled the incoming Buddhist disciples. Monkey, Zhehua and others were like the hardest tools made of diamond in this huge millstone.

The teeth can tear the most troublesome eminent monks among Buddhist disciples into pieces.

If a Buddhist cultivator with an unusually high level of cultivation is caught in a big formation, the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation will not be able to do anything to him for a while. Once the big formation turns around, these Buddhist cultivators who are indeed too powerful will be thrown into the net of heavenly soldiers and generals.

Big array.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation is a killing formation. If you kill ten thousand people, you will suffer eight thousand losses. If you fail to kill someone, you will suffer the consequences. If the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation cannot kill the attacking Buddhist cultivators immediately, the Buddhist cultivators' counterattack will be enough to cause astronomical damage to the dark creatures.

Numbers hurt.

However, when these overly powerful Buddhist cultivators are thrown into a large formation of heaven and earth, this formation is actually a trapping formation. The most important thing is to trap and kill the enemy. It does not require the efficiency of killing, but it pays attention to a safe, secure and stable way to trap the enemy first and then later.

Kill the enemy.

Regardless of your cultivation level at the peak of Daluo Jinxian, if you fall into the great formation of heaven and earth, you will not be able to break out of the formation without unique Zen skills.

Relying on this method, the Jiuyou Dao army killed the corpses of Buddhist cultivators from the Daxue Mountains and piled them into the mountains. Their blood flowed into the sea. The ground outside Huiyan Daxue Mountain with a radius of tens of thousands of miles was covered with a thick layer of corpses of Buddhist cultivators.

The faces of the asexual old nun and a dozen of the most powerful old monks and nuns turned pale. They had never dreamed of such a heavy loss. What is even more unacceptable is that, except for the great Luo Jinxian who appeared in Jiuyou Dao,

One Yang Jian has reached the middle level of cultivation, and the others are all at the first level of Da Luo Jinxian!

And there are already five or six high-grade Da Luo Jinxian who have been damaged in Huiyan Daxue Mountain!

The enemy is like an iron rod, but the Snow Mountain seems to have turned into a lump of dough, being trampled and destroyed casually by people as if it were a piece of grass.

The sexless old nun couldn't help but scream: "What on earth is going on? These demons, what kind of magical power do they use?"
To be continued...