Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 677 Rules
"It's a pity that everyone in this world is suffering!"

On the top of Mount Xumi, there is a temple that cannot be any smaller.

Da da da!
Da da da!
There were bursts of clear wooden fish sounds and the sound of Zen chanting all around, but there was no sign of any monks.

Although the temple is small, it has everything it needs.

In the main hall, a young monk wearing a brocade robe sat on a cushion and chanted scriptures with his eyes closed, looking solemn and dignified.

Click~
His palm paused slightly, and then crushed the rosary in his palm.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a ripple appeared in his calm gaze.

A warning from heaven, could it be that he has been distracted by the murderous aura from the lower world?
"I am Buddha!"

The ugly Disad shaved off the few strands of hair on his head.

There was a incense scar on his bald head, as if he was a convert.

He was beating a wooden fish in his hand and muttering to himself.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, he saw that all the five aggregates are empty, and he survived all the hardships.

For the relic, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and so is perception and consciousness.

The sarira is the empty form of all dharmas, neither born nor destroyed, neither defiled nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing.

Therefore, in the void there is no form, no feeling, no perception, no volition, no consciousness, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, or mind, no color, sound, smell, taste, touch, or law, no eye field, and even up to no consciousness field, no ignorance, and no end to ignorance, and even up to no old age and death, and no end to old age and death, no suffering, no accumulation, no extinction, and no path, no wisdom and no attainment, because there is nothing to attain.

Bodhisattva, because of the Prajna Paramita, has no worries in his heart; because there are no worries, there is no fear, and he is far away from delusions and dreams, and ultimately attains Nirvana.

All the Buddhas of the three ages, relying on Prajna Paramita, attained Anuttara Samyaksambodhi..."

Disad, who was chanting the Heart Sutra, saw the young monk open his eyes and asked quickly, "But those demons disturbed my Buddha. I will drive them away right away!"

As the chief scientist of Apokolips, DeSaad's control over the demon-like army is second only to Darkseid.

As long as he wanted, he could seize control of the demon-like army from Grandma Kindness and Kalibak.

"nothing!"

The young monk shook his head and his eyes fell on the outside of Mount Sumeru. Countless kinds of demons surrounded Mount Sumeru with ten layers inside and ten layers outside, just like a popsicle stick covered with densely packed ants.

This kind of scene is enough to drive most people with trypophobia crazy. Even the Buddha's light emitted by Mount Sumeru is blocked by these trypophobic demons and no golden light can appear anymore.

The strange thing is that these golem-like figures seemed to have received some kind of order and simply flapped their wings and hovered outside Mount Sumeru without launching any attack.

The young monk shook his head and said nothing. His eyes fell on the foot of Mount Xumi. Below him was a vast plain stretching as far as the eye could see.
There are countless warships, fortresses everywhere, and chariots like ants.

The densely packed black dots were all human heads. Thousands of miles away, the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky. The murderous aura rushed straight to Mount Xumi. The sound of weapons colliding could be heard faintly.

The evil spirit rushed up to the sky and condensed into a black snake tens of thousands of feet long and coiled. As the murderous aura below grew stronger, the black energy gradually transformed into a black dragon.

The young monk's clairvoyance was so powerful that the battlefield below was littered with corpses, and the bones piled up in the sky for tens of thousands of miles suddenly rose dozens of meters high.

The blood that flowed out of these monsters directly formed a foul-smelling sea of ​​blood...

The young monk's eyes fell on a battlefield.
Hundreds of humans dressed in red leather clothes sneaked around the battlefield, releasing gourds, animal skin bags, and bowls to secretly collect the corpses and blood on the battlefield.

These people acted quite greedily. Relying on the invisibility talismans on their bodies, they greedily used their magic weapons and sucked in the sea of ​​blood and mountains of corpses on the battlefield.

The thick and sticky sea of ​​blood was cleaned up by them.

This reminded the young monk of the days when he was a sweeping monk before he became a Buddha.

"Wu De!" the young monk called out.

Disad put his hands together respectfully and saluted: "Buddha, I am here!"

"Go and capture them!"

"I receive the order!" Disad followed the young monk's gaze, as if some power reflected those leather-clad figures in his mind.

After the young monk informed Disad of his destination through telepathy, he stood up from his cushion, bowed respectfully to the young monk, and stepped out of Mount Sumeru in one step.

At this moment, billions of demons hovering outside Mount Sumeru seemed to have received some kind of order. They left Mount Sumeru and rushed towards the void battlefield in a black mass.

"Strange, could it be that the person who started this endless killing and trapped this world was just for these filthy things!"

The young monk looked at the black evil energy that was boiling due to the killing of billions of lives. If an ordinary immortal could get this thing, he could use it to refine an acquired magic weapon.

If these hundreds of millions of lives that died in vain were saved by his fellow monks, they would be able to accumulate immeasurable merits and might even become a golden arhat or a bodhisattva.

He had fought with this fellow Taoist from another world. With his magical powers and cultivation, he was in no way inferior to some leaders of unorthodox sects.

After all, this is not the world of Yama. Without the blessing of the Heavenly Dao, it is very difficult to calculate the Daluo.

Since that person had an Asura Demon Sword in his hand, and that Demon Sword was suppressed by him with the Ninth Grade Merit Golden Lotus in the Eight Treasures Pond, it was understandable that he did this in order to practice magic after losing the Demon Sword.

For some reason, his heart was a little uneasy.
"Namo Sandalwood Merit Tathagata!

If that donor seeks revenge, the worst that can happen is that he will have to sacrifice his golden body in this life, but it would be a pity for the incense of this universe and the Mahayana Buddhism!"

The young monk gently struck the wooden fish.

“Therefore, know that the Prajna Paramita is the great mantra, the great bright mantra, the supreme mantra, the incomparable mantra, which can remove all sufferings, and is true and not false.

Therefore, the Prajna Paramita mantra is said, that is, the mantra is: Gate Gate Paragate Parasamgate Bodhi Svaha! …”

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Trillions of lives were involved in endless killing, and at this time, the leader of all this, Boss Tang Songtang, was sitting leisurely in the cabin of the aerospace aircraft carrier, frowning and swinging a small scale.

The left side of the scale was tilted high, while the right side was almost at the bottom.

There was a small golden bell on the left side of the scale, and on the right side was a ball of golden light whose shape could not be seen clearly.

"The life of a Buddha is indeed precious, indeed! How can a Buddha who has achieved the Great Luo Dao Fruit be so easily cursed and killed? If the flesh and blood and souls of billions of creatures are not enough, then add a Great Luo-level god..."

Tang Song looked at the overturned balance, and the magic power in his body slowly rolled over him.

It caused wrinkles to appear in the surrounding space.

Thirty-six clusters of chaotic light spots flickered in various places on the scale, and the chaotic halos they emitted surrounded Tang Song.

All the surrounding matter and space were touched by the airflow emitted by the chaotic halo and were immediately swallowed up by the chaos.

The concentration of this chaotic airflow is astonishing. It is the chaotic air in the chaotic sea that truly creates everything but can also destroy everything and possesses absolute power.

Once ordinary Golden Immortals were caught in the Chaos Airflow, they would be assimilated in a short while. Except for Chaos Gods and Demons, these Chaos Creatures could adapt to the environment in the Chaos Sea and naturally possessed some Chaos Magical Powers.

Even the Three Pure Ones and the Two Saints of the West, who were born after Pangu created the world,
Although they have boundless magical powers and great supernatural powers, what they comprehend is the power of the laws after the creation of the world.
Compared with the real law of chaos, there is still a difference in superiority.

Tang Song's magic power was boiling as he held the scale firmly in his hand. All matter in the one-meter space around him was assimilated into chaos by the chaotic airflow.

However, this chaotic airflow was smoothed out by Tang Song's tremendous magic power and turned into normal space and matter.

The thirty-six chaos divine symbols of the balance flickered, and as soon as they approached these spaces and substances, they were immediately evaporated into chaotic airflow.

This cycle repeated itself over and over again, and all the energy of the Tang and Song dynasties was immersed in this balance.

Strictly speaking, this balance is not a magic weapon. It is just a talisman and a sacrificial ritual vessel that he made using some chaotic divine characters based on the confused memories in the residual souls of chaotic gods and demons.

Mortal emperors offered sacrifices to the heavens, chanting Qingci and offering three animals as sacrifices, praying for good weather, peace and prosperity for the country and the people.

The balance scale used by Tang and Song was used for sacrifice to the Chaos Sea. No, strictly speaking, it was a transaction.

Ever since connecting to the sacrificial space where the residual souls of the chaotic gods and demons are located.

The Tang and Song dynasties never stopped exploring that space.

Sometimes knowledge is power, especially the knowledge that is unique to the Chaos Sea and is only possessed by Chaos Gods, Demons, and Chaos Beasts.

This was much more attractive to Tang Song than the carefully prepared dances by the fairies in heaven.

After repeated attempts and explorations, gradually, the knowledge sealed in the sea of ​​consciousness was analyzed and figured out by Tang Song.

After suffering a loss at the hands of Jin Chanzi, the petty-minded Tang Song once wanted to kill the Buddha of the West with a spell.

He also simulated the crime process in the food world and cursed to death a half-step Daluo.

However, after careful consideration and simulation using tens of millions of optical computers, this plan was rejected.

The first is the price to be paid for cursing a Daluo.

The Demon Crown Prince at that time, the Taoist Lu Ya in the Conferred God Period, and later the Vairocana Tathagata, wanted to use the Seven Arrows Book to curse and kill Zhao Gongming, who had achieved Daluo.

However, he did not dare to do it himself, and instead asked Jiang Shang, the man destined to be doomed, to take the blame.

Jiang Shang, the son of destiny and the one who was deified, ended up being an unknown god and failed to become an immortal. After his death, he was reincarnated.

You know, among the several people destined to be Buddhas in Journey to the West, each one became two Buddhas, and the lowest one was a golden arhat.

As for using others, he could learn from the Taoist priest Lu Ya to kill someone by borrowing a knife.

Firstly, Tang Song didn’t think that apart from him, anyone else could bear the backlash of Jin Chanzi’s fate.

Separated by the chaotic sea of ​​infinite worlds, even if the killing curse is used, only God knows how much power will be left when it reaches the world of Yama.

The art of killing curses is naturally mysterious and unpredictable to ordinary people.

However, for Daluo, it is not always impossible to break through. What's more, there is more than one Daluo on Lingshan Mountain, and there are even two beings at the level of Hunyuan Sect Master.

Once they catch us, they will confuse the cause with the effect.

Although Tang Song didn’t think that the Buddhas of Lingshan could cross the Chaos Sea and reach the Marvel world.

But it's never wrong to be careful.

Although the technique of killing by curse could not be used, Tang Song studied many secret techniques and divine texts of the chaotic gods and demons, and figured out a way.

Among the many chaotic gods and demons killed by Pangu the Great Sage, there was a fair god and demon.

His innate magical power is quite interesting and fair, as the name suggests.

He hunted and killed chaotic beasts in the Chaos Sea and destroyed one universe after another.

If the Chaos Beasts he hunted could exchange the Destroyed Universe for something of equal value to themselves, the Chaos Gods and Demons would let them go.

At the same time, this fair god and demon also works as a traveling merchant in the Chaos Sea, and has many believers in many worlds and among the chaotic beasts.

Once these believers make a wish to the fair gods and demons, they will express their wishes.

A scale will appear in front of them, with their wishes on one end and nothing on the other.

These believers must give up something of equal value, and as long as both sides of the scale are perfectly balanced, their wish will be fulfilled.

This is the magical rule that fair gods and demons have mastered since they were born in the sea of ​​chaos.

Even if the Fair God and Demon dissipate, once the Chaos Divine Text of the word "Fairness" is condensed, this magical power can be used.

However, as the Fair God and Demon is now in a state where only a remnant soul remains, no matter how many sacrifices are made, Tang Song's wish cannot be fulfilled.

However, the rules were born in the sea of ​​chaos, and although the fair gods and demons were almost fallen,
However, Tang and Song did find a way to circumvent the gods and demons of fairness.

An ancient spell, more ancient than those in Yama, Marvel, and DC Universe, was chanted from Tang Song's mouth.
The sound of this spell carries the surging sound of the Chaos Sea waves and the prayers of Chaos gods and demons. A powerful and strange force slowly floats out with this spell.
Tang Song formed strange seals with his hands, and shot purple-black strange lights into the suspended balance in front of him.

In terms of sacrifice, offering sacrifice to the Chaos Sea is more important than offering sacrifice to God.

The Chaos Sea is the true source of life that carries the infinite universe. It is the source of all life and the destination of death.

The Chaos Sea provides nourishment for all things, it itself is like the human world and the sea.

No matter how much humans worship the sea, the sea is still the sea. It will not change just because you place a few gold ingot candles.

The tide remains the same, the waves remain the same...

But the Chaos Sea is the beginning and end of all things.
The rules of sacrifice were born in the Chaos Sea...

When Chaos Gods and Demons who master the art of sacrifice offer sacrifices to the Chaos Sea, they can also attract an inexplicable great force to descend, which is transformed by the rules of the Chaos Sea.

The Chaos Sea has no consciousness, nor is it the manifestation of the Chaos Sea's consciousness. This is more like a rule in response to sacrifice.

If you keep thinking about it, there will always be a response!

This is a rule just like humans need to breathe and fish cannot live without water.

However, sacrifices are sacrifices, and this great power will not bring any feedback.

It is like the emperor on earth offering sacrifices to God, but seeing no divine intervention.

Tang Song was solemn, and a special and mysterious sound kept coming out of his mouth.

At the same time, ancient sacrificial sounds rang out, and it seemed as if there were thirty thousand Buddhas chanting at the same time between heaven and earth, and as if there were ninety thousand demons praying devoutly.

The Chaos Rune on the scales created countless ripples, and a force thousands of times more powerful than that of the Primordial Master descended...