Hong Kong comprehensive begins, seek the law from the heavens

Chapter 169
"Praise to Guru Rahula, the light of wisdom is complete."

"Praise the guru, Rahula, for the unhindered conduct of the gods."

"Praise to Guru Rahula, who is as powerful as an elephant."

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One after another illusory prayers gather together with a platinum lotus petal as a medium, and a wonderful lotus flower blooms again, holding up the Vajra transformed by Rahula, like a treasure raft to save the world.

Theravada Buddhism belongs to Theravada Buddhism, which emphasizes self-cultivation and overcoming the sea of ​​suffering.

The way of praising the gods inherited by Xijia Temple, enlightening wild gods and building temples for them, is hoping to use these wild gods to collect the power of faith and incense to help them overcome the suffering in the world.

The benefits of doing so are naturally very obvious.

The gods collect the power of incense to enjoy, but they need to perform corresponding duties, so they cannot be detached.

But enlightening the gods, and then collecting the power of the incense with the help of the hands of the gods, is equivalent to purifying the power of the incense.

Finally, with the grace of enlightenment and grace of asylum, the karma of the power of incense offered by the gods is settled, and with the help of the praise of the gods, they can overcome the sea of ​​suffering in the world.

In human terms, it is the transfer of creditor's rights.

It is a pity that Xijia Temple does not have the power to pardon the righteous gods. The wild gods that are pardoned are all superficially pious, but they do not have the authority of the righteous gods to help suppress the power of Xianghuo's mind.

Even if it is resolved by Buddhism, it is difficult to change the nature of the mind.

From time to time, he would do evil deeds like a mandrill to kill people and eat blood.

After using the supernatural power of Du Shi Bao Fa, Rahula's face was not relaxed.

He has not practiced the way of praising the gods to perfection. For so many years, with the help of Xijia Temple, he has only enlightened more than ten wild gods.

Now forcibly gathering the treasure raft with the golden lotus on the Buddha seat will not only consume a precious lotus petal again, but also this treasure raft will not be able to cross the sea of ​​suffering, so I will have no chance in this life and can only seek the next life.

But he had no choice but to do this, the opponent had a strange formation, he could forcibly suppress the Dharma with the power of soldiers, if he didn't have the treasure of crossing the world, he wouldn't even have the strength to fight back.

Sure enough, after the Miaofa lotus flower bloomed, Rahu Luoto was lifted into the air and floated above the bloody soldiers' evil power. The soldiers' evil power gathered by hundreds of Yin soldiers was not enough to pull Rahula down.

Rahula looked at Gan Zitai, although he didn't know which side was behind him, but since he practiced the Buddhist method, if he could save him, he would be able to recover the loss.

"Imagine power, divine movement, lion's roar."

A phantom of a wild god manifested behind Rahula.

Among them, there are three strongest ones, one is a white elephant with half of its tusk broken, the other is a dexterous old mountain monkey, and the third is a roaring lion.

Most of the praises of the gods practiced in Xijia Temple will choose the mountain elves as the objects of enlightenment.

Because they also know that if the attuned wild gods do evil, not only will they not become a treasure raft for practitioners, but will cause catastrophe instead.

After the phantoms of more than a dozen wild gods manifested, they gathered golden Buddha light and roared to kill Gan Zitai. The terrifying power even surpassed that of Rahula's heyday just now.

After all, this is a once-in-a-lifetime explosion. If Rahula didn't feel that there was no room for maneuver through his fate, he would not use this method directly.

Gan Zitai flipped his palm, and the four-elephant flag of the desired size fluttered in the wind, and the evil spirit of soldiers under the treasure raft suddenly condensed like a sea tide and turned into the shape of four elephants.

The black tiger and the black dragon were the most powerful, rushing into the phantom of the wild gods formed by the Buddha's light, and with one claw down, they directly grabbed the two powerful wild gods.

The dragon's claws inserted into the elephant's skin from the back of the white elephant's neck, and its slender body wrapped around the elephant's body. When it was stirred vigorously, the whole giant elephant wailed, resounding through the mountains.

The black tiger rushed towards the old monkey with the speed of a gust of wind.

There are no tigers in the mountains, only monkeys can be called kings.

Encountered the black tiger among the four elephants, the old monkey had no intention of resisting at all, and rushed towards the mountains and dense forests.

Although he was summoned by Rahula, if he died here, he was really dead.

Among the four elephants, Xuanwu and Suzaku were the weakest, but they did not rush to attack. Instead, they used their own advantages to become the two eyes of the mandarin duck formation, and used the four elephant flags to increase the power of the mandarin duck formation.

The power of the four images is simultaneously blessed on the Yin God Soldiers below, and the light of the swords swung by each of them carries the power of the four images representing the composition of matter. The monks brought out by Rahula were originally forbidden They are strongly suppressed and encouraged to resist with their weapons, but now with the addition of the power of the four elephants, they are more like lambs to be slaughtered.

Dharma protectors were cut down to the ground, blood and death surged up, and even the Buddha nature in their bodies failed to enter the six realms of reincarnation with their souls, but was absorbed by the four elephant flags waving in Gan Zitai's hands.

On the back of the Four Elephant Banner, the evolved ghost scene became more and more real.

Propelled by Xuanwu and Suzaku as the eyes of the formation, it evolved into a form of Tai Chi. The forces of soldiers and blood interweave to form a tide like a sea wave, hitting the treasure raft at Rahula's feet, trying to knock him out of the dust again. .

Although Rahula watched his sangha being massacred, he knew that it would be the most stupid act to rescue the sangha now.

Gan Zitai in front of him is the core of everything. Only by suppressing him can all problems be solved.

The remaining phantoms of wild gods, led by a lion, have already approached Gan Zitai's manifested Niutau Mingwang statue, but in the Taiji shape formed by Xuanwu and Suzaku, it seems to be pulled by an invisible force. More than a chip slower.

Gan Zitai seized the opportunity, and the tiger-head knife in his hand turned into a swift shadow, and took the lead in slashing at a wild god. The hard work accumulated in the past few days turned into a skyrocketing flame.

Originally suppressed by the forbidden magic power of the mandarin duck formation, and then charged by the smoldering energy, the entire wild god phantom wailed, like a lonely ghost, unable to exert any supernatural powers at all.

Gan Zitai raised the saber in his hand and shattered the phantom of the wild god with one blow.

Tens of kilometers away, a temple slammed into a statue, and the statue enshrined in it suddenly fell apart.

This is why on the real battlefield, even China's righteous gods are unwilling to take action in person.

Because on the battlefield, gods like them who don't have enough career positions to support them are stronger than lonely ghosts when they are attacked by tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of military evil spirits.

Gan Zitai was so powerful that he drew a round round of Tai Chi with the tiger head saber in his hand, and then slashed at the other wild god that was closest.

The vajra in Rahula's hand fell, repelling Gan Zitai, and the two fought together instantly.

The clashing sound of the vajra pestle and the tiger-head knife kept ringing, and after more than a dozen moves, Luo Hula became more and more anxious.

Although he used the supernatural power of the treasure raft, Gan Zitai's four-element flag strengthened the power of the forbidden law. Although he was not knocked down, the treasure raft did not bring him much blessing.

On the other side, the dozen or so wild gods summoned, not to mention taking part in the battle between him and Gan Zitai, had great difficulty protecting themselves under the power of the Yuanyang Formation.

The white elephant and the old monkey were chased and killed by the black tiger and the black dragon among the four elephants, but after more than a dozen moves, the winner was already decided.

The dragon's claws easily crushed the white elephant's head, turning it into a shimmering Buddha's light, which was absorbed by the four elephant flags.

With the blessing of the Four Elephant Banners, the black dragon became even more arrogant, chasing and killing the remaining wild gods.

Although there was still a lotus petal left in his arms, in this case, it was just delaying the time of death for a while.

But the most important thing is not that he might be killed. The most important thing is that he brought out three hundred Dharma protectors and more than a dozen enlightened wild gods. What about the inheritance of Sijia Temple?
At this moment, a beast-like roar sounded in Rahula's ears.

"Praise my name, I will lend you strength to get out of trouble?"

It's evil god!
The veins on Rahula's forehead throbbed.

The expression on his face seemed to be crying and smiling. He never thought that when he was in the most crisis, it was not the Buddha who worshiped him day and night, but the evil god who led people to fall.

The beast master's neighing sound continued to sound like a wild beast.

Lin Mosheng spoiled his good deeds, and of course he wouldn't make Lin Mosheng feel better.

So whatever Lin Mosheng wanted to do, he would destroy it.

From Lin Mosheng himself, even he couldn't figure out any information because of [chaotic lines] and Xi Yi's method, but from Gan Zitai, he could easily perceive it.

When Rahula was most in danger, He chose to seduce Rahula.

Anyway, this is nothing more than a free thing for him.

If he could really lure a Hinayana Dharma protector monk to become his follower, and then kill Lin Mosheng's right-hand man, he would make a lot of money.

Before Rahula could answer, the beast master continued to have illusions in Rahula's mind.

An illusion was the festival between him and Lin Mosheng.

An illusion is that Lin Mosheng led the Yin soldiers to completely wipe out the Xijia Temple, and searched for the golden lotus seat of the Buddha with excitement on his face.

"You have the power of fate, you should know that these two pictures are real, but one happened in the past and the other happened in the future."

The Beast Venerable was persuasive, "Do you want to end the inheritance of the entire Xijia Temple because of your negligence for a while?"

Rahula hadn't fallen yet, so he struggled to resist the temptation of the Beast Venerable while fighting Gan Zitai.

Gan Zitai didn't realize that the Beast Lord was really seducing Rahula, but he clearly noticed that Rahula's power was rapidly decreasing, and it seemed that there was something wrong with him.

"Kill those wild gods, that's the source of his strength!"

Gan Zitai roared angrily, instructing the Yin soldiers not to spend time on those monks, it was right to deal with Rahula in front of them first.

"Order!"

The Yin God Soldiers who received the order gave up chasing and killing the Dharma Guardian monk who had already been defeated, and turned into a strong wind, a team of ten, and cooperated with the black tiger, the black dragon beheaded the phantom of the wild god summoned by Rahula.

These phantoms of the wild gods have no ability to resist at all, they can only flee in all directions, but in the battlefield, how could they escape the pursuit and killing of the Yin God soldiers blessed with the power of the four elephants.

Every ten seconds or so, a wild god was surrounded and chopped down with random knives, smashing it to pieces.

As the wild gods fell one by one, under Rahula's feet, the life-saving treasure raft formed by the praises of the wild gods was also rapidly weakening, the lotus flower withered, his aura further weakened, and even suppressing Gan Zitai became very difficult.

Many wild gods even issued vicious curses on Rahula before they died. This is the consequence of practicing the Praise of the Hundred Gods and forcibly enlightening these wild gods who are not deeply rooted.

"Do you want to die here? After death, you will be absorbed by that flag, without even the chance of reincarnation?"

The beast master who succeeded as the sixth child in the battlefield continued to defeat Rahula's Buddha nature.

And this happened to be the most unacceptable point for Rahula.

He could die, but he couldn't accept that the inheritance of Xijia Temple was destroyed because of him, nor could he accept that he didn't even have the chance to reincarnate and rebuild.

"No!"

Amidst the curses of wild gods, Rahula's rationality was finally defeated by the beast master, and the beast nature in his body sprang up like a poisonous snake awakened from hibernation.

In his arms, the last lotus petal quickly blackened, as a medium, together with the void, but this time it was no longer praying for the power of the Buddha to come down, but praying for an evil god from outside the territory.

Rahula's already burly body swelled further, his muscles were no longer the pale golden color of diamonds, but turned into black, and the tissues that continued to grow from his body no longer looked like humans.

Pieces of crocodile-like leather armor wrapped strong muscles. On the tailbone, the new flesh and blood broke through the original body and turned into a hideous bone tail, like a slender whip. The palms and claws shone with a sinister cold light.

More changes appeared in the body, two new hearts were born, beating vigorously to inject more blood into the body, allowing this beast-like body to move easily, and the breath exhaled from the mouth and nose It has a greasy fragrance, and the source of the fragrance is the growing poison sac.

The beast master looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction in the void.

Buddhists are the most difficult type of people to induce corruption, but once successful, the benefits are self-evident.

Buddhism pays too much attention to the body like glass, so once they fall, their Dharma cultivation base can be transformed into the power of evil gods with almost no loss, just like pouring new liquid into a glass bottle.

Normally, a Buddhist like Rahula, the Beast Venerable had no intention of luring him to degenerate at all, because if he failed and was caught by Rahula instead, an old monk would take action and quickly clean up his arrangement in this world.

But now, luring a Buddhist into degeneration is no less valuable than secretly obtaining the identity of Bayan God.

"leave here!"

The Beast Master immediately issued an order to Rahula, although he really wanted to kill Gan Zitai to teach Lin Mo a lesson.

But after being an alien god for so many years, his rationality told him that since Lin Mosheng knew that he was spying in the dark and dared to divide his troops to attack, it meant that the other party must be prepared.

Otherwise, a fool would not have practiced to this point.

At the moment when Luo Hula's body changed, Lin Mosheng, who had been paying attention to the entire battlefield situation through Gan Zitai, chuckled, "Want to leave?"

With a dignified expression, he mobilized the power of the warrior master in his body and looked towards the battlefield, "I am the warrior master, and this place is a bloody battle for Asura."

(End of this chapter)