Starting from the Abandoned Disciple in Laoshan

Chapter 204 The Living God

Wu Huang arrived outside the mountain gate and stared at the monks inside the mountain gate. The terrifying damp shadows rushed into the mountain gate like a surging river.

Under Wu Huang's gaze, everything is being swallowed by damp shadows.

The black water is surging, pouring down the world!

This is the supreme title given to Wu Huang by the outside world.

Wuhuang, one of the four sages in the demon world, can cause a natural disaster, and the place he passes by is like a flood.So far, it has been encircled and suppressed by the Great Zhou Dynasty many times, but it still can't do anything about it.

The Eighteen Bronze Man Arhats could not even stand firm under the black water, and the Demon Subduing Formation also tended to be washed away under the damp shadow.

The flourishing of Wuhuang's qi is rare in the ages.

This is also the general trend he has developed by fighting with the imperial army many times and fighting a bloody way out of the encirclement and suppression.My body is like a natural disaster and a flood, unstoppable.

Seeing that the mountain gate is about to be completely washed away by the damp shadow, and the Prajna Temple, which has been passed down for thousands of years, is about to be polluted by black water, at this time Jiehui stepped out and stood in front of the mountain gate like a dam, shouting the Buddha's name:
"Amitabha!"

As the Buddha's name fell, Zen sounds like dragon chant came out from Jiehui's mouth, swaying endlessly, resounding up and down the mountain.

Wherever the sound waves went, it buried the damp shadow from Wuhuang like sand.

"It is a great honor for Wuhuang to come to Prajna Temple in person." Jie Hui suppressed Wuhuang's aura with the Zen voice of Tianlong, but he did not feel complacent, and made eleven salutes to Wuhuang, who seemed to be filling the world.

Wu Huang said lightly: "Master Jiehui, I'm not here to chat with you, today I'm going to come to Banruo Temple to do something, and the post will be posted early, so don't blame me for coming uninvited."

His voice was like a thunderbolt shaking the heavens and the earth, it was unbelievably grand.Words are like mountains, pressing down on everyone's hearts, and they feel the extremely condensed spiritual will from Wu Huang, like surging black water, unstoppable and destroying the world.

Is such a character really something that a mere ancient temple can resist?

The Four Sages of the Devil Realm really deserved their reputation, and any one of them could cause turmoil in the dynasty.

The prestige of Banruo Temple for thousands of years is tied to today's Jiehui.

Although the monks couldn't empathize, they could also know how heavy the pressure was.If the power of the imperial court is not enough to encircle and suppress Wuhuang successfully, can Banruo Temple do it?Can it be done?

The monks were full of doubts.

As Wu Huang's voice subsided, it seemed as if the folds of the mountains and rivers had been smoothed out. Inside and outside the mountain gate, there was peace, and there was a real pressure, so that no one dared to make a sound.

"So, Wu Huang don't blame the little monk for being rude." Jie Hui stood in front of the mountain gate, and his figure became extremely tall.

Shen Mo was not far behind Jie Hui, and he felt that this cheap senior brother had a breath as immobile as a mountain, and he had the aura of the eighth-level Bodhisattva mentioned in Buddhism.

Everything goes well and adversity can't be shaken!
But at this moment, Jie Hui's body was boiling with energy and blood, like a great sun, shining on the mountain gate, and the scorching air waves spread in all directions.

Rao Shen Mo's physical training is already rare in this world, compared with it, it is still much inferior.Jie Hui's blood energy has reached its peak, and it is extremely pure.

It can even be said that Jiehui has surpassed the limitations of its own time, and can sit and discuss with great masters of ancient and modern times, which is beyond the description and generalization of ordinary Dharma and refining gods.

Wu Huang saw Jie Hui erupting with energy and blood, and suddenly sighed softly. The damp shadow rolled like a river, and the mountain trembled. Everyone's mind seemed to be rolled up in a stormy sea, and it was difficult to hold on.

"Disrespectful? Master Jiehui, you don't have the qualifications yet."

Quietly not surprised or angry, he calmly asked, "Then who has the qualifications?"

Wu Huang looked to the south.

Although he didn't speak, a name sounded in everyone's mind - "Taoist Taihe".

The veritable No.1 in the world, who has dominated the world for nearly a hundred years, has produced a genius. No, he must not be summarized as a genius.

Even Banruo Temple has to admit that this once abandoned disciple of Banruo Temple is already a veritable supreme master, the realm of heaven and man, spanning ancient and modern times.

In Buddhism, it has been counted for 5000 years, and only Demon Buddha can be called together with it.

There was Mo Buddha in the front, and Taihe in the back.

These are two insurmountable monuments on the road of practice.

No matter the ancients or the modern people, we can only look up to see it, and it cannot be surpassed.

Wu Huang, who is all over the world, has to admit from the bottom of his heart that the other party is better than himself.

It must be known that it is very difficult for Wu Huang, who is almost invincible in the world, to admit that another existence is stronger than himself, even better than killing him.

Jiehui also has extraordinary emotions for this Taoist Taihe, including hatred, respect, and regret that he can't explain clearly.

He has cultivated to the present level, and he still doesn't have the confidence to go to Taihe Mountain to ask questions, because he is afraid that if he goes, he will break the luck of the Prajna Temple for thousands of years.

Perhaps the battle with Wu Huang is his chance.

Break and stand.

Regardless of whether he wins or loses in this battle, as long as he survives, he will be able to gain a lot, and his practice will reach a level that few ancestors of the Prajna Temple can achieve. Then he may have the confidence to ask Taihe Mountain.

With his heart fluctuating, Jie Hui asked again: "Has Wu Huang seen him?"

He was trying to use words to disturb Wu Huang's Taoism, remind him of bad memories, and increase his chances of winning the next battle.

Wu Huang's expression moved slightly, his eyes flashed brightly, like a mountain torrent erupting, destroying everything.

The minds of the monks were once again devastated by the flood-like spiritual will, and they could feel the unwillingness and anger in it.

After a long while, Wu Huang's Ang Zang's figure was slightly hunched, and he sighed slightly, the momentum of the flood on his body subsided, and he looked deeply at the mountain gate of Banruo Temple, "He must have walked out of here a hundred years ago. "

Without waiting for Jiehui's answer, Wu Huang continued: "This seat comes from the devil world. It can be said that those who follow me prosper and those who oppose me perish. Even if the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty pours all the power of the world, how can it stand against me? Before I met him, I never felt what was called rudeness, or the loss of dignity."

Speaking of this, Wu Huang fell into deep memories, and the inside and outside of the mountain gate fell into extreme silence and depression, until a slight mountain wind blew Wu Huang's clothes, and the damp shadows flickered, and it seemed that only Wu Huang was left in the world. Alone, the mountain gate of Prajna Temple became extremely empty, and the situation was extremely strange.

Shen Mo knew that this was Wu Huang's own spiritual will infecting the surroundings, turning the inside and outside of the Prajna Temple into his dojo.

This is the realm of the unity of man and nature.

It is also the realm that practitioners dream of.

But the person in front of him is a sage from the demon world, not a master from the Taoist sect.But if he didn't know the identity of the other party, I'm afraid Shen Mo would really think that the other party was a master figure of the Taoist sect, who already knew the magic of heaven and man.

The Taoism of the unity of heaven and man even dispelled the Buddhist teachings in every plant and tree in the Prajna Temple.

It must be known that for thousands of years in the Prajna Temple, the sound of chanting scriptures has invaded the inside and outside of the mountain gate every day, and every plant and tree has Buddha Dharma, but at this moment they are dispelled by Wu Huang's Taoism.

It can be seen that the opponent's Taoism is overbearing, and the essence of Taoism has overshadowed the Buddhism of Prajna Temple.

This is morally superior.

The blows suffered by the monks were even greater than before.

However, Shen Mo knew that the Taoist intention definitely did not come from Wu Huang himself, but the Taoist Taoist Taihe left on Wu Huang's body. As he entered into the deep memory, the Taoist intention emerged in Wu Huang's memory.

What a terrifying dao state this is, to be able to bury one's own dao will in the other party's memory.

Shen Mo thought about it carefully, both shocking and strange.

Such a method is already almost sacred to the legendary immortal Buddha.It is even more shocking than the way of inviting God into a dream, and it is obviously more than one level superior.

In other words, Taoist Taihe is already a living god.Others invite the gods to get on their bodies, but he himself is a god and can be stored in other people's memories.

Terrible, terrifying, indescribable.

While Shen Mo was shocked, he was not afraid, but a little excited. There is still such a wonderful place in the road ahead of his practice. If Taoist Taihe can do it, he can do it too.

It's not arrogance, it's confidence.

Compared with the vast darkness on the road ahead of cultivation, and the helplessness of reaching a dead end, knowing that someone has done such a thing is really an encouragement to Shen Mo.

Compared with the darkness and despair ahead, it is naturally better to know that there is still a long way to go.

Shen Mo is not afraid of the darkness and confusion of the road ahead, but it is also a good thing to be able to walk through a difficult road with the afterglow of his predecessors. At least he can save some energy and use it when there is no way to go.

Wu Huang let out a long sigh, and completely expelled the Taoism deep in his memory from his body, so that there was no trace of the original Dharma left in the plants and trees of Banruo Temple.

From this, Shen Mo knew that Wu Huang's malicious intentions were borrowing Taihe's Taoism to further deal a spiritual blow to the monks in the Prajna Temple.

But this dumb loss, Jie Hui can only eat it.

Who told him to start the conversation first.

Wu Huang's adaptable and eclectic way of doing things is actually quite to Shen Mo's liking.No wonder Wu Huang called him a good brother, is it out of sympathy?

Compared with the heavy heart of the monks, Shen Mo has no psychological pressure, and he does not have any psychological burden of carrying the honor of orthodoxy.

If you can't do it, you can't do it, but it's just now, it doesn't mean you can't do it in the future.

No matter how many setbacks he encounters, Shen Mo has a consistent attitude, the present does not represent the future, and being alive means that there are still all possibilities.

What if you die?
It's useless to think about anything when you die!

Wu Huang's voice sounded again, as if talking eloquently, without any emotion involved, "That morning, I passed Taihe Mountain and saw the beautiful scenery, so I practiced in the river below the mountain. The whistling sound brought me back to reality. The whistling sound was misty, like a cloud hanging from the sky. Between the ups and downs, there was a feeling of breaking the shackles of the world. It was really incomparably free. "

"The moment the howling stopped, I suddenly knew who the owner of the howling was. It was the great master of the world, Taoist Taihe. I didn't need any reason, I just knew."

"When I knew the identity of the other party and wanted to go up the mountain to meet him, I suddenly realized one thing. He had already seen me."

"And I don't know that he ever came to me."

(End of this chapter)