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Chapter 742 211. Holy Spirit
The truth of the path and the holy fruit are one of the Four Noble Truths of Buddhism, namely the truth of suffering, the truth of origin, the truth of cessation, and the truth of the path. The four are also called the Four Noble Truths and are the basic doctrines of Taixu Buddhism.

Buddhism is centered on the Four Noble Truths. Suffering and Origin represent the results and causes of the delusion world, while Extinction and Path represent the results and causes of the enlightenment world. That is, the results of worldly defilements are the Truth of Suffering, the causes of worldly defilements are the Truth of Origin, the results of transcendental non-defilements are the Truth of Extinction, and the causes of transcendental non-defilements are the Truth of Path. The Four Noble Truths are based on the Truth of Suffering. Origin is the accumulation of suffering, Extinction is the extinction of suffering, and Path is the method of extinction of suffering.

The holy fruit of the path symbolizes the path to seek the truth of Buddhism.

Chu Xing'er's existence means that the Buddhist path can still give birth to an enlightened Buddha.

She raised her hand, and the clouds suddenly broke apart, revealing the vast clear blue sky. Countless Buddha shadows were sitting cross-legged on the clouds, one circle after another, with their hands clasped together and their heads slightly lowered, as if they were looking at this place. A big sun appeared in the center of the Buddhas, shining with the golden wheel of merit behind Chu Xing'er.

The Buddha's light illuminated Sen's face, and this scene made him frown.

"The Six Paths of Reincarnation are not in your hands, so what can you use to take my move?" Chu Xing'er chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and her figure sank into the Buddha's light. The next moment, the golden wheel of merit burned fiercely and rose rapidly until it reached the location of the big sun.

A golden lotus bloomed in the void and turned into a lotus platform.

A golden Buddha statue was cast in the sun. It was majestic and solemn, 16 feet tall, and of true gold color. It sat cross-legged on a lotus platform in the sky.

The Buddha statue slowly stretched out its hand and pressed down towards Sen.

The speed is extremely slow, but unavoidable!

Luo's group all changed their expressions, "That's not Chu Xing'er."

Chunyang glanced at the shadows of the Buddhas hovering in the sky, and noticed the six-foot-tall golden statue in the center. The eyes of the real golden Buddha were half-closed, revealing a transcendent aura, as if something was looking at the world through the eyes of the Buddha statue.

"Buddha!" ​​Sen opened his eyes wide.

"Namo Amitabha." The Buddha statue seemed to have heard it and actually spoke.

"How could you still exist?" Sen said gloomily, "I have cleansed you up completely. There will be no trace of you in any timeline!"

The Buddha statue smiled and said, "Donor, do you still remember the past: when the Paradise turned into ashes, I performed a Dharma on you, and as soon as the Dharma was revealed, it turned into ashes along with the Paradise."

Sen recalled the moment when Paradise collapsed, and the Buddha, sitting high on the lotus platform, waved his palm as if sighing.

It turns out that the palm strike was not at that time, but at this moment!
The Buddha's light surged up like a tide, instantly submerging Sen's figure.

The golden palm pressed down, and the sky and earth rumbled and trembled. The supreme Dao rhyme flickered, and was subdued by this sublime power. The Buddhas chanted ancient scriptures, and two black spots appeared on the sun on the back of the six-foot-tall Buddha statue. A huge pressure fell from the sky, and Sen's figure began to flicker.

"Immortality!" Sen roared.

Scorched earth, Zhu Jiuyin heard the call and looked up suddenly.

Its lower body was almost torn apart, but it healed in a breath. Its new sharp claws pressed down Li Xian's head, leaving several deep claw marks on his face. Then it suddenly leaped up and flew towards Sen in mid-air.

Half of Li Xian's face was covered in blood, his left eyeball had turned to charcoal, and blood was dripping down, soaking the scorched earth.

He slowly got up, staring at the flying Zhu Jiuyin with his intact right eye. His iron scales clasped together, his muscles bulged, and a circle appeared behind the huge dragon body. The runes on the Five Elements Divine Ring were lit up one by one. The vast golden rhyme of Tao gathered from all directions and concentrated in front of Li Xian, turning into a small magic circle corresponding to the Five Elements Divine Ring. He opened his sharp teeth and dug his iron claws into the scorched earth.

The pupil instantly shrank into a vertical line.

"boom--!!"

Using the rhythm of time to drive the Five Elements Killing Technique, it was finally melted into this dazzling divine light that cuts through the sky.

Any Fallen Supreme who approached the divine light would be evaporated instantly. The Dao rhyme could not stop it at all. The divine light tore through the sky, and the sky was filled with the broken bodies of the Fallen Supremes. They looked around in confusion, trying desperately to heal their severed flesh.

Zhu Jiuyin stared at the divine light coldly. The vast chaotic air mass like a sea of ​​smoke surged, and it directly extracted the Dao rhyme of those fallen supreme beings. However, in an instant, those Dao rhymes were twisted into pythons. They hissed and turned into a sea of ​​chaotic thunder, weakening the power of the divine light layer by layer.

Zhu Jiuyin possesses a nearly complete eternal throne, while Li Xian's throne of time is still in the process of being condensed.

No matter how many skills Li Xian has, he cannot defeat himself who has mastered all the original laws of Jiuzhou.

Just like the divine light that is fading at this moment.

The chaotic sea of ​​thunder roared as before, but the divine light was extinguished, and the golden rhyme of Tao disappeared in the chaotic air like a mournful wail.

Amid the thunders, Zhu Jiuyin never looked at Li Xian again. His blood surged and turned into a tangible red mist, as if he was wearing a scarlet robe. He rolled up the red mist, and dark blue runes that were almost similar to those of the mole lit up. He appeared in front of Sen, and the shadow caused by his arrival instantly covered the earth. His agile dragon body was the only different color in the Buddha's light.

Even a bug cannot compare to such a great and perfect body.

The vertical pupils under the golden mask opened, causing some strange fluctuations in the surrounding space, as if wanting to take everything here into that wriggling eyeball.

It protected Sen under its body, exhaled silently, and spit out layer after layer of cloud-like black air waves from its mouth.

Qingyan stared at the scene in front of her in a daze. At this moment, Zhu Jiuyin was very close to her, so close that she could see the scars on the dragon's body without the need for laws. Its scales were like a layer of rusty red copper, looking old and useless. The flesh under the scales was rotten, and the torn parts showed thick black water, which kept dripping out.

She grasped the hilt of the knife, but never drew it.

The laws of life and death hummed in her mind.

That was an invincible monster, and she would die if she drew her sword.

Under the Buddha's palm covering the sky, Zhu Jiuyin was still tall. It raised its head and roared at the Buddhas. The roar penetrated the ages and was locked at this moment and this place!
The next moment, a throne made of bronze, carved with the sun and the moon, and inlaid with white jade rose from the ground. It was taller than the mountains and vaster than the ocean currents. The colorful Taoist rhyme fell down like a tide, colliding with the Buddha's light like a flood!

Sen's figure stopped dissipating, and he stared at the huge red dragon. The colorful rhyme of Tao, which symbolized eternal dignity, continued to dissipate, forming a gorgeous and beautiful barrier around him, like the hem of a god dancing, and turned into another sky above his head.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sen reached into his chest, stirring it constantly, and finally took out his glass-like heart and crushed it! The broken heart fragments flew and fell into every corner of this world.

At this moment, all the Buddhas were chanting scriptures, and endless Buddha light engulfed Zhu Jiuyin.

"The thirty-seven categories are all-embracing, including the infinite categories of the path."

"If one can contemplate the Eightfold Path, then one has attained Buddhahood, and is said to have attained the essence of the Buddha."

"What is the Noble Truth of Suffering? It is the five aggregates of grasping. What is the Noble Truth of Origin? It is the causes of defilements. What is the Noble Truth of Cessation? It is cessation through choice. What is the Noble Truth of the Path? It is the dharma of learning and the dharma of non-learning."

The chanting became louder and louder, and the tone became higher and higher, until the Buddha's light broke through the immortal evil creatures, and until the Buddha's palm grasped the young sprout of the cosmic tree.

"Amitabha!" The six-foot-tall Buddha statue lowered its eyes.

A hammer!
Zhu Jiuyin's physical body collapsed, and fragments of dragon bones and dragon scales were thrown from the sky like a bloody rainstorm.

Sen was firmly fixed in the palm of the Buddha's hand, unable to move. He looked into the Buddha's eyes, which were full of mercy for all living beings. Zhu Jiuyin's blood dyed the Buddha's hand and Sen red. Their figures were frozen in the air, and the Buddha's light descended from the sky, just like the victory scene of the Buddhas capturing demons and ghosts recorded in the murals.

"Buddha!" ​​Sen roared.

"Donor, please leave for now." said the Buddha statue.

After saying this, the earth shook, the fog of time rolled up a storm, the Buddha pressed down his palm, and the girl's body shattered like crystal. He suppressed the fragments into the ground. A golden sun rose in the sky, and the scorched earth was covered with filthy debris.

The Buddha statue spread out his palm, and Chu Xing'er sat on the edge of the palm, holding a golden bottle. She lowered her head and stared, with no joy or sadness in her eyes. "You destroyed my lineage and killed my followers. So what if you are the master of that world? This world no longer belongs to you."

The fallen supreme beings looked over here, and they instinctively felt that Chu Xing'er was a rare delicacy. They bared their sharp teeth, spread their white wings, and their Dao rhyme wandered in the direction of Chu Xing'er.

A strange melody echoes.

Chu Xing'er frowned.

"What if I destroy your sect? What if I kill your believers? What... do you want to do?" A dull voice pierced through the fog, causing the Supreme's Taoist rhyme to rise, stirring up a black frenzy that covered the sky and the sun.

Chu Xing'er turned around suddenly and read out a name.

"Holy Spirit?"

A pair of hands stretched out from the back of the Buddha statue, pressed down on the statue's head, and then twisted it violently, pulling off the six-foot-tall golden head of the Buddha.

The shadows of the Buddhas in the sky disappeared in an instant, and the sky and earth suddenly darkened.

A pale smiling face mask appeared next to Chu Xing'er. Under the mask was a tall and thin man, dressed in black but wearing a pure white suit. He squatted in front of Chu Xing'er and chuckled. Chu Xing'er's breath was choked and her pupils shrank sharply, as if she had been greatly frightened.

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"Have you recovered?"

The pale mask did not answer. The hands that had twisted the Buddha statue lowered and gently stroked Chu Xing'er's cheek.

"You haven't recovered!" Chu Xing'er said coldly with a stern look in her eyes. She slapped the hands away and held the golden bottle tightly.

The pale-masked man then reached out to take the golden bottle from Chu Xing'er's arms.

The moment it was about to touch the golden bottle, the hand started to burn. As the headless Buddha statue melted, two scarlet moons hung in the sky, and a pale giant ape stood between heaven and earth, breathing heavily, with waves of heat spreading between its exposed fangs.

Dark blue runes flickered and hummed, and dark green lightning fell from the sky.

Luo held the Desolate Sword in his hand, and Qingyan held the Cangming Sword in his hand, and the two of them attacked from both sides of Chu Xing'er. In an instant, they condensed the Taoism to the extreme, and the laws of space resonated with the laws of the universe, causing layers of cracks to appear in the location where the strange mask was located, and at the same time blocked it. On the other side, lightning flashed, and the laws of life and death became one. The power engraved with life and death was attached to the blade of the Cangming Sword and chopped at the mask.

"Hey!" A sneer came from under the mask.

The lanky figure turned around as if twitching, one hand resting on Qingyan's Cang Ming sword, and the other hand against the tip of Hui Bahuang's spear, making the two swim in an interlaced manner like yin and yang fish, and then kicked Luo's shoulder to split it, causing Hui Bahuang to fly out of his hand, and the Cang Ming sword was shaken away. The lanky figure then grabbed Hui Bahuang with his backhand and pierced Qingyan, and the huge force sent it flying, smashing it straight into the scorched earth.

The figure just pinched lightly, leaving a crack on the blade of the Cang Ming Sword.

The Tongming Seat was blocked by several Fallen Supremes and fell into a dilemma.

Before Luo could reveal his true form, the thin figure grabbed his throat and immediately broke his throat and spine. The pale mask looked at Luo, and black mist slowly rose from under his feet, as if to cover his entire body.

"Mouse!" Chu Xing'er exclaimed.

But suddenly, a tiny crystal flew past her eyes. She raised her head and looked around, and found that this crystal had covered the world.

"This is the truth of how the Holy Spirit was manifested, that heart..." Chu Xing'er hugged the golden bottle tightly, her face quickly turned pale. To withstand the incoming attack, Chu Xing'er paid a huge price, and now even her spiritual power could not function.

"This thing wants to corrupt even the cockroaches!" Chu Xing'er forced herself to hold up her body, but she collapsed as soon as she stood up.

There were fallen supreme beings everywhere, and Chunyang in the distance had no time to rush over.

Even if I could make it, what would that do?
This is the Holy Spirit, the most sacred spiritual source in the universe.

The Fallen Supreme approached Chu Xing'er, and with the departure of the World Honored One's will, the Buddha's light could no longer resist the tearing of the Supreme Dao rhyme.

Chu Xing'er knew there was another way.

She looked in the direction of the scorched earth, intending to look for Nanzhu, but her attention was attracted by another thing.

The blood rain caused by Zhu Jiuyin's collapse stagnated in mid-air, and every drop of blood rain stopped falling.

The dragon bones and scales on the ground trembled and pieced together, and the golden flames that burned silently lit up all directions.

The blood rain is flowing back!

The dragon reappeared in this world, carrying the eternal throne, and he could not be killed at all! Zhu Jiuyin stretched out his healed dragon body, and the vertical pupils under the golden mask turned, finally locking onto Chu Xing'er.

"Damn it! How do I fight this?" Chu Xing'er's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

As he spoke, Zhu Jiuyin swooped down from the sky, his scales igniting with colorful Taoist rhymes, and the strong wind brought by his huge dragon body made it impossible for Chu Xing'er to stand up.

In Chu Xing'er's almond eyes, the golden ghost face was getting closer and closer.

"boom--!"

Chu Xing'er subconsciously hugged her head.

She heard explosions, roars, the shaking of iron scales, and... footsteps!

She opened her eyes blankly and found a tall man in black standing in front of her. He had a golden ghost mask, dragon horns and tail, and his arms were covered with red copper scales. The colorful Taoist rhyme was his divine light, the chaotic fog was his mount, and time and space paved the way for him. He stood calmly in front of Chu Xing'er, and behind him were the fallen supreme beings one after another.

The colorful Dao rhythm flows across heaven and earth like tassels, sweeping away all the filth.

"Step back." He turned and said to Chu Xing'er.

The man raised his head and looked at the Holy Spirit.

At this moment, the cricket in the hand of the thin figure flashed the five elements rune, and immediately turned into a ball of yellow soil, falling to the ground, and the black fog disappeared.

Behind him, the aura of Tao swept over like golden thunder. He had no time to react. All he could do was turn his head reluctantly. This action made him meet Li Xian's eyes. A dark golden lotus was blooming. It was sacred and magnificent, but because of its owner, it possessed the brutal aura of a demon.

The dragon claws grabbed the Holy Spirit's mask, and Li Xian took out the sword of fainting, pressing the thin and dark figure down all the way! The sword tip was against the Holy Spirit's chest, until the last moment of falling to the earth, tearing open His chest and nailing it!
Chu Xing'er was stunned, but the man swept Chu Xing'er with his dragon tail and swept her into the door with dark blue runes.

"What are you going to do?"

The Fallen Supremes are closing in.

The man walked towards them, swung his dragon tail, and closed the door casually.

Everything fell into darkness.

"The war to end all wars is coming." Someone whispered in the darkness.

(End of this chapter)