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Chapter 57 Buddha’s Light and Demonic Intent

The bright sun spreads across the blue sky, and the light from the sky makes everything clear and exceptionally clear.

On the cliff, the dark mist and the Buddha's light face each other, just like the two realms of yin and yang, where good and evil confront each other. They are full of spiritual light and splendor, unlike the scenery on earth.

Looking from a distance, the dark mist flows slowly around, the ghost soldiers march forward in formation, singing loudly, and the demonic flames burn their bodies.

And where the Buddha shines, the golden lotus hangs in the sky, the wonderful sound is misty, and the sky is full of colorful flowers.

Where the Buddha's light and dark mist intersect, it is like thunder cracking, thunderbolts, billowing air waves, and spreading into the void like water.

The immeasurable auspicious light is like a solid body, blocking the interface between the dead ghost soldiers and the demon fire bone soul.

Jiang Moshu smiled coldly, was too lazy to talk nonsense, and gave his ghost maid a look.

Shen Caiyan understood immediately, clenched her fist and hit her heart hard.

"scold"

The cherry-like lips turned into bright red,

Like a waterfall of green threads flying backwards, plunging into the void,

The sky suddenly changed color, and resentment and murderous intent filled the entire mountain peak.

The Killing Resentment Domain is activated!

A golden snake-shaped shadow loomed in the void, with surging demonic fire growing into scales and turning into wings.

In just a few breaths, the golden snake was about to take shape, turning from virtual to solid.

Since time traveling, Jiang Moshu has been in a peaceful mood. After all, he has made money by living one more life.

Even if they had a life-or-death battle with Danyun Tower, the two of them were still in good spirits.

One is to avenge his relatives, and the other is to survive. They win or lose and see life and death, but there is no complaint in their hearts.

But Monk Leng Chan substituted his own heart for Heaven's heart and made false claims to plead for the lives of all sentient beings, which made Jiang Moshu really angry.

It doesn’t matter who you are, the Buddha, the Ming King of Luohan, you are the one I want to kill!

Seeing that the golden snake is about to rise across the way, the ancient well of Leng Chan on the golden lotus is not rippled. His right eye is like an abyss, and his left eye shows wisdom. He reads lightly:

"Understanding all dharmas,

Like an illusion, like a flame, like a sound, like the moon in the water

Like a dream, like a shadow, like a transformation, like an image in a mirror,

......"

The immeasurable auspicious light swept across, and the ragged clothes turned back into moon-white monk robes, and the haggard face turned into its original solemn appearance.

Leng Chan looked calm, stepped on the golden lotus, the light was overflowing, and sprinkled the sky with light flowers, and said softly,

"Donor Ji, do you know why I have inner demons and can still use Buddha's light to protect me?"

Jiang Moshu chuckled and curled his lips, with naked contempt in his eyes.

"You must never say that the Buddha has no eyes."

Leng Chan knew in his heart that the other person was provoking him with words. His right eye had a deep mysterious light, and his left eye had a bright light like a tide. He was unmoved at all.

“The understanding and transformation of Buddha’s light practiced by the young monk is the most effective in resolving inner demons.

Now my Buddha mind wants to save you, and the inner demon also wants to take your life, so there is no conflict between the two. "

Jiang Moshu only felt funny and said with disdain,

"Monk, you're just talking words, but you won't kill me."

The golden snake is almost taking shape, and traces of scarlet appear in its fierce eyes.

Leng Chan said without any panic in his tone, "The young monk just wants to tell Donor Ji that this magical power has been cultivated to a very subtle and profound level.

Below the golden elixir, everything is invulnerable, and there are even more mysteries, just like that. "

A sun-like Buddha's light rose behind Leng Chan, and the immeasurable auspicious light even overshadowed the brilliant stars in the sky.

In the brilliant light, the golden snake kept twisting and screaming silently,

The twenty-foot-long Dharma-like body keeps getting smaller under the light of Buddha.

Eighteen feet,

Fifteen feet,

……

In the end, only nine feet in size remained.

The light flowers are like rain, and most of the remaining ghost soldiers continue to turn into smoke and merge into the mist on the ground. Only a few ghost soldiers are still struggling to rush towards the Buddha's light.

The Heart-locking Resentment Talisman on the foreheads of the five bone souls shone with mysterious light, resisting the Buddha's light, but they could not break through.

Shen Caiyan was so angry that she gritted her silver teeth and said urgently, "Sir, the banner of ten thousand ghosts has been brushed down to a middle-grade spiritual weapon. The slave family can no longer support the heavenly demon."

The Buddha's light swept across, and a faint silver halo flashed an inch in front of Jiang Moshu, blocking the Buddha's light, but it was not affected in any way.

Leng Chan's voice came leisurely from the other side,

"Donor Ji's celestial demon dharma is still rooted in the Banner of Ten Thousand Ghosts. As long as the realm is brushed away, it will be like a mirror, a flower in the water, and it will turn into nothing.

The donor's cultivation level temporarily fell into the third level.

As for the donor's bone hammer, although the young monk's Buddha's light can't brush the magic weapon, it won't be a problem to resist it for a while.

In this game of life and death, it was Xiao Monk who had the advantage. "

The light of the bone jade flashed across Jiang Moshu's forehead, and he touched his chin without showing any signs of weakness.

"Monk is very confident. Are you the Buddhists in Northern Xinjiang who are like this?"

Seeing the person opposite him in desperate situation, his expression did not change. Leng Chan sighed secretly in his heart.

With such a talent as King Ming, if he enters Dingyuan Temple, his future will be even greater than that of Junior Brother Leng Xin.

The golden body is certainly not a problem, even the Buddha body is not out of the question.

Pity,

For the well-being of all sentient beings in the West, and for the worry-free nature of everything in the universe,

This son should die today.

Leng Chan clasped his hands together, his eyes flashed with mysterious light and wisdom, and he said calmly:

“When a stone is struck, there is fire; if it is not struck, there is no smoke.

The young monk made a great wish to enter this desert world in order to save all sentient beings from suffering. Naturally, he could not sit in meditation.

Donor Ji, this is a difficult road for you, and it is also a bumpy road.

You should die, you should fall. "

Jiang Moshu laughed and joked,

"Spring comes and the flowers turn green, autumn comes and the leaves fall, and a pool of spring water ripples. What do you want me to do?"

How do sentient beings in this world need you, a monk, to mind your own business? "

Jiang Moshu took the bone-white heart-locking hammer from Shen Caiyan's hand, and red flames of demonic fire rose up all over his body.

Then he released the Soul-Destroying Sword and hung it behind his back. Ten rivers of mysterious flowers were winding and stretching like spiritual snakes.

Then he laughed at himself and shouted loudly to the man who was motionless on the golden lotus in the Buddha's light,

"Monk Lengchan, you forced me to do this. I never want to show myself in such a weird image in front of others.

You really deserve to die! "

As he finished speaking, a sea bowl was placed on top of the young Taoist's head.

Leng Chan originally thought that the opponent took the bone hammer for a dying blow, so he didn't care.

After all, the realm has dropped to three levels, which is a world of difference.

The magical power of cause and effect does not make sense at all, but knowing the Buddha's light is a secret technique taught by Dingyuan Temple. It is famous among all the sects in northern Xinjiang.

However, cultivation is extremely difficult, and it depends on chance. Most of the Buddhist disciples in Dingyuan Temple have tried to practice, and there are only a few beginners.

However, once the cultivation is completed and the Buddha's light passes by, the realm on the other side will fall directly, and even some magical powers or spiritual weapons will disappear.

So much so that it was praised by many heretic monks as a small golden elixir, magical power over enemies, and a forbidden spiritual weapon.

Although he didn't care at first, when Leng Chan saw Jiang Moshu using the Zanpakusoul Saber again, he was shocked, and the mysterious light in his eyes started to shake.

When he saw the jade-colored sea bowl appearing, his expression finally changed, "Yinhua?"

But he saw Jiang Moshu stretch out his body and hit his feet with a bone-white hammer.

boom!

There was a tremor on the cliff, as if it was about to topple over.

The young Taoist said in a loud voice:

"The eagle strikes the sky, the fish flies in the shallows, and all kinds of frost compete for freedom in the sky,

This move is for me to kill you, the nosy person, on behalf of all sentient beings.

Die! "

In an instant, the young Taoist broke through the mist,

The body is handsome, the mind is ferocious, like a red and black fire dragon traveling against the sky,

It hit the boundless Buddha's light decisively.