Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 791 The golden body of King Ming, the pillar of luck!
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The eightfold congenital thunder sea.

The Void Monk dances lightly like an ink monk's robe, and the Buddha's family has been studying the way of luck for endless years. If there is such a sword technique that can interfere with luck, it will definitely affect the layout of the Buddha's family in this mysterious and yellow land. .

All variables are demons and falsehoods. To break the falsehoods, behead the devils!
"I haven't seen you for a long time. I think you should have improved a lot in "The Body of the King of the Ming Dynasty"."

Su Qinian stood on top of the sea of ​​thunder, with his coarse white robe slightly rippling. He could feel that the monk in front of him, Kongkong, didn't have the soul and pure yang, but there seemed to be a majestic aura dormant in his body. However, as long as the other party didn't use that A hidden force, among his peers, looking at the world, he is not afraid of all enemies.

"I will not disappoint the master."

Monk Void clasped his palms together, his face was majestic, the air behind him was distorted, and a phantom of the Dark Golden Ming King emerged from behind it as if it had spanned an eternity.

The ancient Buddha shadow of King Ming has three faces and eight arms, and the whole body is cast like dark gold. He holds a bowl, pestle, stick, knife, wheel, sword, axe, and whip. A pure land of the Buddhist kingdom has been opened up, with a divine ring shining high, revealing the supreme majesty that suppresses the world.

This is the Buddhist martial arts of the Daming Temple, "Conquer the Body of the Three Ming Kings"!
In the dark, from Monk Kongkong's body, Su Qinian even saw an old Buddha shadow, this figure seems to exist between reality and illusion, connected with its luck, like several bodies concentric.

Su Qinian understood that most likely it was his real body, but today, as he passed through the eighth level of thunder calamity, stepped into the realm of martial arts, and then used the Thirty-six Swords of Immortality, he will be more certain , Shenhuang Mountain and his party, comprehended the mystery of fate, and also gave him the ice-breaking power to face the current predicament of the Buddhist lineage.

As Monk Void moved and surrendered to the body of King Ming III, Su Qinian also reached out and scooped up a handful of gravel of time. The gravel of time was magnificent, accompanied by immeasurable light, condensed in the palm of his hand, turning into a knife of time.

The blade is crystal clear, peaceful and majestic, and the blade intent is rising, not very blazing, but it is enough to make all evils retreat, and it has the power to turn everything in front of you into eternity.

Monk Kong Kong sighed in admiration, and said: "The master's swordsmanship is so advanced that it has completely changed compared to that on Mount Hua. Congratulations."

Su Qinian glanced at the phantom of King Ming behind him, and said that it was a phantom, already condensed into substance, just like a real Bodhisattva of King Ming, immovable as a mountain, and said: "Your King Ming's body has changed from emptiness to reality. The difference between heaven and earth."

"Please invite the master to taste it."

Monk Void smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to pull it lightly, and a long whip fell from the phantom of King Ming behind him, and it condensed into substance in an instant, surrounded by dark golden Buddha light, held in his hand, surrounded by long whip, circle after circle , such as red dust billowing around the fingertips.

hum!
Then, Monk Kong Kong raised his hand, accompanied by the Buddha's singing, the long whip was thousands of feet long, and it enveloped Su Qinian.

In an instant, Su Qinian seemed to see the world of mortals, the phantoms of all living beings, and many entanglements of fate, all of which are entangled in luck. Extending out, the entanglement of luck, the meeting of fate, and immortality for thousands of lives, is reincarnation.

This is the true meaning of Buddhism, and it has been spread all over the world for thousands of years. Most people in the world think it is illusory, but they don't know that the Buddha's family comprehended luck, entangled and bound them with the way of luck, until they are gone forever.

At the same time, from the back of Monk Void, a huge small world with a radius of [-] miles can emerge on one side. The Buddha's light is vast, like a thousand spiritual mountains, with Buddha shadows and golden lotuses everywhere.

Yuanshen Dacheng!

This is the first person of the same generation that Su Qinian has seen so far, except for the nine young masters from the vast starry sky.

Clang!
It was at this moment that he struck out.

The time knife is accompanied by the rain of time, as if seeing reincarnation, withered vegetation, birth, old age, sickness and death, this is the thirty-third knife of immortality, which is the reincarnation in the world.

Ding!Ding!Ding!
In an instant, the sword light and the mortal whip exchanged thousands of tricks, and sparks burst out, shining like fireworks in the world. In the end, the mortal world was cut to pieces, leaving only the joy, anger and sorrow in the world.

But silently, from between Su Qinian and Monk Kongkong, the sea of ​​thunder and sea water with a radius of several miles was crushed by an invisible force and collapsed to a depth of nearly ten feet.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Monk Kong Kong's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand again to make a move. A large ax of Buddha's light fell into the palm of his hand. It was cast like dark gold Buddha iron. Monk Kong Kong held the ax in both hands, and slashed down in the air. The brilliance pointed directly at the land of the divine court.

In an instant, Su Qinian heard the sound of Buddhism in his ears, and even in the courtyard, there was also a high-pitched and majestic Zen singing, which seemed to subdue his soul and convert his soul. cutting.

hum!
The realm of chaotic gods moved, and Su Qinian activated "Ecstasy Dafa", a vortex appeared between the eyebrows and the divine court, the sand and gravel of time rotated with infinite light and rain, and the yang and breath filled the air. evil.

Thousands of axes fell into it, and even the waves were smashed into nothingness before being rolled up, and the Buddha's chanting was also swallowed, twisted and torn to pieces.

At the same time, in the Shenting world, the primordial spirit opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to hold it empty, and the infinite light condensed with the rain of time, turning into a big bow. The primordial spirit stretched out his hand, and an arrow of immortality condensed between his fingers.

Boom!
A sound of arrows sounded like it wanted to pierce through the soul, with the utmost brilliance, it pierced through the sky of the eightfold innate thunder sea, and it came close in a breath.

clang!
The big ax of Buddha light shook violently, was hit by an arrow, and shattered violently. Monk Kongkong took half a step back, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, like a Buddha holding a flower, a golden bowl fell, and he stretched out his hand to hold it.

Woo!
The next moment, Monk Kong held the golden bowl in his hand and aimed at Su Qinian. In the dark, Su Qinian felt that the luck gathered in his body began to stir, and he seemed to be separated from his body.

All creatures have luck, which runs through the cycle of life and death. As the luck fluctuates, the primordial spirit in the world of Shenting also feels a little shaken.

With a flash of light in his eyes, Su Qinian turned the time knife in his hand, without the slightest fancy, slashed in the air, and the devouring power of luck on his body was cut off with a single blow, and shattered into nothingness.

Ok?
All of a sudden, Monk Kongkong's body was full of Buddha's light, his eyes were piercing, he stared at Su Qinian, and said: "The master's saber technique is really tainted with luck."

"You can see more clearly."

Su Qinian no longer kept it, he moved the small world of eternal time, a small world with a radius of three thousand miles could emerge behind him, slowly rotate, poured with the power of the small world, Su Qinian stepped on the road of time, a sacred road Extending from the feet, pointing directly at the empty monk.This is a kind of extreme speed, Su Qinian is like stepping on the veins of time, everything in the four directions has fallen into a stagnation, he takes one step, and he arrives in front of Monk Kong Kong.

Clang!
With a turn of the Time Knife, in Su Qinian's eyes, he faintly saw a vast piece of luck with countless threads, one of which was particularly thick, it was the luck of Monk Kong Kong himself, even if compared to him, it was not much weaker , but in the dark, it seems to be trying to hide, and there is a sense of incompatibility with the surrounding world.

With a thought in his mind, Su Qinian came up with some guesses, just like when he met the demon guardian from the vast starry sky at the bank of the Three Realms, the two gave him the same feeling.

Without hesitation, Su Qinian's Time Knife fell, this time it was not a test, but a real action. The Time Knife was drawn by the qi mechanism in the dark, and slashed towards the pillar of luck that belonged to Monk Void.

This is the thirty-sixth sword of immortality.

Even without the power of a dragon boat, now that he has gone through the eighth level of thunder calamity and stepped into the realm of martial arts, and after more than a month of accumulation and comprehension, Su Qinian has initially mastered this sword and can show a certain level of slashing. The terrifying sword intent of destroying Qi luck.

It wasn't until the moment before the sword came, the stalwart aura that was dormant in the monk's body disappeared in a flash, breaking the shackles of time and restoring his spiritual will.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha!"

He uttered the Buddha's name loudly, and the phantom of King Ming behind him took a step forward, wrapping him inside. At this moment, Monk Void disappeared, and in front of Su Qinian, there was only a golden body of King Ming left, and that The Buddha's eyes were a little bit angry, and they were no different from Monk Kong Kong.

boom!
Then, the eight Buddhist soldiers held by King Ming's eight arms shattered into countless golden rains of Buddha's light, and condensed in an instant, turning into a dark golden treasure lotus. Pillar shrouded inside.

clang!
The Time Knife cuts into nothingness, cuts on the lotus petals, like striking gold and iron, and produces the sound of Hongzhong Dalu, like a Lingshan Buddhist bell being struck, there is a heart-penetrating Taoist rhyme.

hold head high!
Su Qinian's eyes turned cold, his spine swayed up like a big dragon, and there was a long sound of dragon chant, the small world of the six layers of gods and big orifices was revived, the primordial spirit merged with the flesh and blood, his sword light was blazing, brighter than the sun , with a sharp edge, chopped the Buddha's Light Lotus with a bang, and cut into the pillar of luck.

Monk Kong Kong finally changed color, and King Ming's body was rippling with Buddha light, showing signs of collapse.

boom!
At this very moment, the ephemeral majestic energy completely revived, bursting out from King Ming's body, accompanied by a Buddha voice that looked old but was filled with endless majesty.

"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

Su Qinian's Guangyin Knife was lifted, and he withdrew, his eyes showing seriousness, looking at the god-like body of the Buddha in front of him, the majestic aura climbed up, making the eight layers of congenital thunder seas start to shake, Thunder waves hit the sky, setting off a violent wind and waves.

Taking advantage of the time that has not yet dissipated, Su Qinian clearly saw that the pillar of luck behind King Ming's body began to hide with the rise of the Qi, and vaguely, he heard the sound of the rushing river. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket. The genuine subscription from the starting point is the greatest support for Shibu! Thanks to the brothers and sisters of the Wumeng for their company all the way. There will be no fewer updates today. I implore everyone to vote for the guaranteed monthly ticket for Wushen.)
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