Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 556: The cross-border cooperation of the demon Buddha
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Identified the primordial spirit with the secret technique of Buddhism, and forcibly seized the lower realm and cultivated Buddha.
For this kind of behavior, let alone Mu Tiannan was shot while lying down, even Lin Luoran was deeply sweating. What kind of Buddha has been cultivated, the rat demon is acting now, and he has already entered the demon way. When I wanted to eavesdrop on the secrets of Buddhism, I learned that the enlightenment of gods and Buddhas is closely related to the power of faith. The news that can be obtained through eavesdropping is naturally scattered. Only by fooling the people to gain the power of faith, you can become a Buddha. That is really a god. Buddha is inferior to dog.
Lin Luoran asked herself to be a god, and the right time and place would gather with the three. If there was no gold seal of the golden book when the heaven was canonized, what would she spell for a god?
The gods and buddhas are not equal to the "immortals". The latter are the monks who perceive the way of heaven. When the realm of strength reaches a certain level, it will be a matter of course. The gods and buddhas both have positions. The gods need to be canonized by the heavens. Light.
For those who want to seize the godhead, Lin Luoran met more than one rat demon. The eight-different snakes of the island nation did this hundreds of years ago.
At that time, her cultivation base was low, and the eight disciples chose to die together. It was the island country’s "Muji Flower Coconut Goddess" whose remnant soul dissipated and dealt with the eight discordant snakes. But now, even though the rat demon was born in the spirit world, he only left the primordial spirit to seize the fetus in the womb to rebuild. Lin Luoran himself also has the cultivation base of the transformation stage, plus Mu Tiannan and Zhixiu can’t take the rat demon. Hundreds of years of practice is really plain rice!
But Zhixiu "woke up" from a hazy state. It is said that it has been more than 70 years. With his methods, whether he can't clean up the rat demon, or whether he has any concerns is still open to question.
Listening to Lin Luoran's questions, the little novice monk became more embarrassed.
"Buddhist magical powers are mostly aids for enlightening sentient beings. Except for being able to restrain demons by nature, they don't have much offensive power. Rat demons gather aspirations and hide the soul deeply. The magical powers of Buddhism can't help him. More importantly, he has been operating in this star for many years. The cult is too deceiving, and the centipede is dead but not stiff. If it can’t be uprooted in one fell swoop, the rebounding power of Psamaism is enough to turn the entire continent into a real Asura Purgatory."
As soon as Lin Luoran explained that, what Zhixiu said must be self-effacing. It's not that he can't clean up the rat demon, but because the queen of cleaning up the rat demon has no help in handling the subsequent incidents.
"This Bodhi tree is a rare species in a thousand years. The rat demon uses the grieving spirit as the nutrient to raise the Buddha-inspired Bodhi tree to the sky. The roots are in the ground and it is difficult to kill. To live together, the two must be wiped out."
Lin Luoran pointed to her feet, "Master is embarrassed, there should be thousands of resentful spirits trapped in the interstellar teleportation array under the tree."
"Just as Jushi Lin said, the moment the rat killed the tree and died, the formation that trapped the resentful spirit under the tree was also ruined. The resentful spirit fled all around. It is against the way of heaven that this star will surely suffocate the creatures."
What a solid triangle relationship, the rat demon in human skin, the bodhi tree, and the resentful spirit are all linked together. Even if there is a Buddhist expert who visits by chance on this star, it is really true to want to clean up the rat demon." "Throw the rat avoidance device", in order to more innocent creatures must endure this bad breath.
Dragging around will inevitably allow the rat demon, who is a local snake, to take the lead.
Mu Tiannan, who was repeatedly hitting the arrow in his knee, finally had a chance to speak, "Now that we have three people, wouldn't it be right to deal with the rat demon, destroy the tree, and suppress the resentful spirit?"
Lin Luoran pondered for a while and nodded: "The human body demon soul, it can be seen that the Dharma and supernatural powers are useless to it, but it can also use Buddhist methods to deal with the third brother. It seems that only I will deal with the rat demon. Brother is responsible for destroying the tree, and the burden of the master is heavier, can you leave the grievances under the tree to you?"
The demon clan’s tricks are not good at saving people, but the third brother Mu is very good at destroying people. No matter how stubborn the roots of the Bodhi tree, he only needs to cooperate with Lin Luoran to extract all the vitality in the tree. The species cannot survive either.
Lin Luoran’s proposal was very similar to Zhi Xiu’s mind, and the three discussed again. Zhi Xiu divided the white light circle around the three people into three and threw Lin Luoran and Mu Tiannan out In the Bodhi tree space, he went to the bottom of the tree where the resentful spirits gathered.
The sky is low, and the air is filled with the smell of smoke and rich sandalwood.
The white halo that Zhixiu assigned to her is unknown what kind of Buddhism means. Two big living people came out of the tree one after the other. Outside the Bodhi tree, dozens of monks surrounded the trunks and candles in front of the temple. The surroundings were illuminated like daylight, but no monk found the two men's whereabouts.
After a hundred years of being together, Lin Luoran and Mu Tiannan have a tacit understanding. They looked at each other and nodded. Lin Luoran sneaked into the temple. Mu Tiannan stayed in place and turned around and put his hands on the jagged bodhi tree trunk. Above, I quietly closed my eyes and felt the majestic vitality of the thousand-year-old tree.
The Bodhi tree supplies nutrients by evil means, and the demon power in the third brother Mu has the same source, slowly permeating it, but for a while, it did not touch the rat demon closely connected with the Bodhi tree.
The little novice, Zhixiu, who stayed in the space under the tree, looked at the painful and angry tens of thousands of grieving spirits and sighed. The scriptures recited in his mouth turned into white lotuses and jumped out of the platform. Compared with the lack of pomp, it has dyed the real peace of Buddha.
Lin Luoran has already sneaked into the temple.
The temple on the mountain is big. In summer night, the wind passes through the stone and lacquered and gold temples, and the swaying candles make the sacred temple of this country feel quite turbulent.
The monks in the temple gathered for evening classes in the main hall. Lin Luoran stood outside the door and listened quietly for a while. In terms of piety, she was no worse than what she had heard in Earth Buddhism, and the power of faith fluctuated in the monks. It can also reflect their strength.
It's a pity to recite the sutras sooner or later. At the beginning, I read the false sutras. After a thousand years of cultivation, I can't find the righteous path of Buddha.
With a little regret, Lin Luoran's palm came out with a white light, she lowered her head and breathed in her palm, and the white light expanded like bubbles until it completely enveloped the hall.
Already, some monks found something was wrong, stopped chanting, and the white light shrank and shrank again, until the air around the monks condensed, making them unable to move in their original posture, Lin Luoran showed a satisfied look.
Such a big killer is certainly not a "little thousand worlds", but the immortal art "painting the ground as a prison" she learned during the hundred-year reconstruction of the earth.
To deal with enemies whose cultivation bases are far lower than one's own, painting the ground is relaxed and comfortable, which means that immortals are playing mortals aloft. Of course, to deal with opponents like the Rat Demon who are not inferior to Lin Luoran in strength, "painting the ground as a prison" can only be trapped and not attacked, but it is a waste of spiritual energy in the body.
Xianshu didn't move much, but still let the rat demon sitting on the futon in the apse notice the abnormality.
Spells, spells, and celestial arts have strong levels. Not to mention the cultivation world, even the spiritual world rarely has celestial arts spread. It is Lin Luoran's deep blessing, if ordinary monks can study the incomplete The inheritance of Xianshu was lucky, and she shook the rat demon with this shot.
The red light flashed in the rat demon's eyes, it was indeed to the effect.
The combination of a monk, a demon and a god, its fault is that it should not be expected that the Bodhi tree can completely trap the three.
Lin Luoran went to the apse of the temple, flicking his sleeves to open the shop, and the candlelight was instantly extinguished, leaving the remaining smoke scurrying. The rat demon had been lost on the futon.
Lin Luoran suddenly became vigilant, and a fishy wind came from behind. Under the heavy blow, the white halo given by Zhi Xiu was shattered, and Lin Luoran snorted and fell into the palace.
The rat demon figure appeared in the air without any hesitation. He flipped his hand and added another blow. The entire apse was instantly crushed by a large handprint of Buddha light. The stone and sawdust were broken, and the dust was crushed under gravity. Only a deep hole remained in the magnificent apse.
Not only were dozens of monks sitting under the bodhi tree being alarmed, many believers who had not yet dispersed under the mountain were shocked to see the golden handprints falling from the sky.
Dozens of monks under the Bodhi tree are still considering whether to stay by the tree or return to the temple. The unarmed wandering people under the mountain are terrified, standing in place and reciting the scriptures, but they have brought a lot of help to the rat demon.
The light groups of faith flew up to the top of the mountain and gathered in the golden temple. The Rat Demon God smiled refreshingly, Lin Luoran flew out of the pit, sighing that the feng shui took turns - leaving the earth her protagonist's aura was dim, and immediately turned into cannon fodder treatment.
Not to mention that Posami Sect is a cult of thousands of families, but Ramaya is indeed a "dojo" where the rat demon has experienced a thousand years of experience. The current situation is like she brought believers to resist the starship of the Alpha Alliance in Dongting City. It's extremely difficult to deal with the vast number of people, but she plays the role of Alpha Alliance.
No, the longer the delay, the wider the range of alarms. Isn't she going to be an enemy of hundreds of millions of people in the whole country, the fun will be great.
The one who has faith in the power of God is the second most!
Lin Luoran has already fought against the rat demon while thinking about it. The rat demon takes advantage of the advantages of the land. Compared with it, Lin Luoran has the advantage of the stability of the gods. After all, this is the dojo of the Psamiya religion. The fight is between the two, and the opponent's methods are very secretive.
Lin Luoran gritted her teeth, and the white light of her palm came out again, lowered her head and blew lightly, and the mask covered her and the rat demon together.
It's Xianshu!
After the monk Yuan Ying, after the demons were transformed, "spells" were the mainstream. Using Lin Luoran's strength to perform immortal arts was actually a useless skill, but a higher level than spells was destined to be good. .
The rat demon has a history, and there is also a scaly claw inheritance at the bottom of the pressure box. Lin Luoran surprised it when he was too familiar with it.
However, it soon discovered that it was because the opponent had bean dregs in his mind or the "Fairy Art" painting tiger in her hands was not an anti-dog, and it actually trapped the godlike female cultivator with it.
Within the scope of the immortal technique where the painting ground is a prison, the pressure is getting heavier, and the rat demon's supernatural powers are added. Although it feels that the surroundings are thick, the neck seems to be tied with a rope to make it difficult to speak, but it does not hide its impact on Lin Luoran. Mocking:
"You surpassed your ability to perform immortal arts, what's the use of trapping the deity, I'm afraid there is no more power to attack?!"
Lin Luoran smiled hard, "Buddha cultivator has the power of divine realm, which can become more than one, one is more; the big is small, the small is big; entering the water into the ground is not obstructed by the cliffs of mountains and rivers, and can fly freely in the air , Come and go without hindrance... Without magic, where can I trap you."
The mockery in the rat demon's eyes is growing. What's the use of trapping it? The country of Psao will not be destroyed for a day, and the faith power it can obtain will continue to grow. On the contrary, the female cultivators trapped it are consuming. , How long can even Xianshu trap it!
Lin Luoran kept silent. With a finger movement, the space under the mask was completely frozen, and the Rat Demon and herself could no longer move within the scope of the fairy technique.
A white ball of light hung in the night sky, and Guanghua even covered the moonlight in the distance. The believers of Psamaism under the mountain were at a loss. The ten monks sitting under the Bodhi tree could no longer bear to stand. Up. When they moved, they closed their eyes and stood still, Mu Tiannan, whose palms were against the bodhi tree trunk, also moved!
The gurgling, pulsating sound of a trickle.
Similar to the ups and downs of the human heartbeat frequency, that is the heartbeat of the Bodhi tree, closely connected with the rat demon, this tree is "living"!
It’s reasonable to say that it’s right to be a demon. If you don’t understand, Mu Tiannan doesn’t think about it. It’s easy to be "living". He is a witch who has learned from old bats, and has even sucked human blood. , It's not easy to kill a tree, but if you change it to "Swallow", it will be more proficient for Brother Mu.
Mu Tiannan turned his five fingers into a hook, piercing the bark and sinking into the trunk.
There was a suction in the tree trying to drag him in, Mu Tiannan's wings spread wide, standing still like a bell.
A demon tree that hasn't opened up a wise mind is trying to compete with him for glory. It's really overwhelming!
The black belt of light wandered in the open space in front of the temple. The monks exclaimed, holding the copper lamp and turning back, Mu Tiannan's black wings opened and closed, pulling all the monks behind him and stunned.
The evil spirits in the corners of his mouth rose, and the essence of the Bodhi tree began to flow into him along the hand inserted into the trunk, allowing the Bodhi tree to shake its leaves frantically. How can a tree trapped in place compete? Devouring the big demon?
The mouse demon in "Painting the Ground as a Prison" was about to split his eyes. Lin Luoran trapped it. It turned out that he wanted to destroy the Bodhi tree!
How did the two monks who had just arrived in the country of Pasa know its details? Could it be that... the little novice who was walking around in the temple was actually a hidden Buddhist master?
Impossible. You have to use "Fate Tong" to see its origin. Such a master of Buddha cultivation is also the top in the spiritual world. How can the lower realm come against it... Zhixiu reincarnated several times and rebuilt and stayed in the ordinary world to prove Cause and effect, to find the true Western Paradise, perseverance and vision, are not imaginable by the rat demon.
The yellow leaves of the bodhi branches fell, and gradually withered, the rat demon's vitality and blood surged and the soul was turbulent, struggling "in prison".
Lin Luoran frowned, insisting that Qingshan did not relax, only trying to maintain the cage that trapped her together.
As Mu Tiannan swallowed the life essence of the Bodhi tree, the red light in his eyes became more and more enchanting. Before he submerged into the chaotic spring of Jinling underground palace to wash the devilish energy, the essence of the tree was a real big tonic. At this time, the devilish energy on his body was exhausted and only the demon power remained. The Bodhi tree relied on the resentful spirit to provide nutrients, and the absorption of the tree's essence was still Mu Tiannan almost unable to suppress the surging demon spirit.
The heart is horizontal, the five fingers are closed, the life essence of the whole tree is counted into the body, Mu Tiannan's eyes are so red that he seems to be bleeding tears——
The intertwined thousand-year-old tree has completely withered, and fell backward under the fan of Mu Tiannan's wings. The body of the tree is as heavy as gold and iron, and it will smash the door of a gorgeous temple.
When the tree died, Lin Luoran had already dispersed, and the rat demon spewed out blood, and then another handprint hit Lin Luoran.
Lin Luoran paled and flashed his figure, Baoxiang’s solemn "Buddha Lord" was chopped off, and there was still a half-heartedness. It was Mu Tiannan who did not pursue the destruction of the tree, but only stared at Lin Luoran. Death attack.
Lin Luoran always wanted to write golden characters with a pen, and suffered from being chased by the rat demon without gaps.
The believers of the Psamami Sect under the mountain can only hear a few loud noises from the top of the mountain. The Huaguang light that the two played against made the top of the mountain as bright as daylight, and the towering golden temple had collapsed mostly.
As soon as the immortal arts trapped the monks in the main hall were closed, the monks regained their freedom. In mid-air, Lin Luoran and their "Buddha Lord" turned into two streams of chase. The monks had never seen such a rampant evil temple. Once he is out of trouble, he must go to the bell tower to sound the alarm and call for the help of believers from all over the country.
The rat demon in mid-air laughed loudly: "You waited for the evil demon to destroy the thousand-year-old linden tree...you are not afraid to eat and support!"
The rat demon laughed loudly like Hong Zhong, and the believers under the mountain breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the Lord Buddha was not hurt by the evil temple.
Only the second half of the sentence deliberately lowered his voice. Lin Luoran couldn't help but feel worried. Mu Tiannan: He had destroyed the tree for some time. He had been standing in front of the dirt pit and didn't know if something went wrong.
"If you don't know what you can do, how can the life essence of the Bodhi tree be swallowed and absorbed by a little demon, but let the Bodhi tree be transformed into a human form to take root in the country again..."
The rat demon said that he would not pursue chasing anymore, Lin Luoran was shocked and inexplicably surprised, but saw that the monks had already climbed up the high bell tower and hugged the log together, they were about to ring the big bronze bell.
She intuitively felt that it was not a good thing for the monks to succeed, but the rat demon tightly locked her aura, and she had the momentum to hit it with all her strength when she moved it, making Lin Luoran a dilemma.
Said it is too late and then soon, a black light bursts out, amidst the roar of the monks, the tall bell tower was destroyed and collapsed, and the big bronze bell was smashed into a piece of unrecognizable copper under one blow. pimple.
Mu Tiannan, who was determined by the rat demon to be uncontrollable, attacked the Bodhi tree, and could not escape again, his wings moved slightly, floating in the air.
Mu Tiannan's eyes are clear, where is the slightest strange?
"Impossible...!" The rat demon seemed to be hit hard.
Mu Sange coughed twice, and spit out a red ball of light from his mouth.
"It's terrible."
The red light group is naturally the life essence of the Bodhi tree. Lin Luoran moved his shoulders slightly and laughed softly-now the third brother Mu is very picky, and not everything can be easily eaten.