lethal arsenal

Chapter 435: Seeing Buddha but not worshiping him

"Go? Where?"

Lin Dong laughed ferociously, clenched his fists, and blasted away.

Dingxian Ma Zhenyi's Yuquan Sword was extremely fast, like a dragon or a dragon, and brought about a series of airflow explosions, carrying him across a thousand miles.

When Lin Dong arrived, what he saw was the scene where Monk Hanshan, dressed in black robes, attempted to murder the general of the Ming court.

The golden and red fire pours out of the fist, facing huge impact and explosive power.

Hanshan's figure swayed, and his black robe rustled in the wind.

Monk Hanshan holds the Buddha's seal on his hand.

A huge dharma body rose up from behind.

Condensation from emptiness.

The lion is brave and fearless, symbolizing that the Tathagata teaches all living beings and is brave and diligent without fear of any dangers.

A trace of surprise flashed in Han Shan's eyes, he didn't expect Lin Dong to be so fast.

Lin Dong and Han Shan met each other more than once, but it was not until the opponent's power was fully unleashed that Lin Dong captured every clue of his true identity from his arsenal.

Underneath a face, there seemed to be a mass of scorching black flames hidden, and under the scorching heat of the black flames, the face was chapped.

The upper body is exposed, the chest is bulging, and a tiger skin skirt is worn around the waist.

Buddha Mother Mingwang lion head.

Hanshan's voice was hoarse and dry.

As for Huanxin in Hanshankou, Lin Dong remembered it the moment he mentioned this name.

It is difficult to trace the past, even in Shu Mountain, it is taboo. The only thing that is known is that he disappeared for a long time.

The man had twelve ring scars on his head, and his appearance was surprisingly consistent with Hanshan.

next moment.

The fist wrapped in golden red flames goes straight to Hanshan.

Black arrows pierced through the swirling golden and red flames and shot towards Lin Dong.

boom!

Hanshan's entire body turned into a huge ball of black smoke, and the black smoke condensed into arrows and shot outward.

The whole statue is in a dancing posture, with its left foot standing alone and its foot stepping on a supine man.

The lion Buddha mother had her right leg bent, and behind her was a circle of terrifying black Buddha light, which was somewhat similar to the Mahakala that Lin Dong had seen before.

Among them is information related to Shushan inheritance.

There is an endless stench lingering in the black smoke cloud.

Hanshan coughed softly, his face covered with black chapped marks.

When Sakyamuni preached the Dharma, his loud voice shocked everyone in the world, so the world also compared it to the roar of a lion.

Lin Dong was surprised for a moment. Through the Trayasa Heavenly Treasure Mirror that he snatched from the hands of Mahakala, Lin Dong had glimpsed some of Xuantian Sect's deeds.

The surging power commanded by Ruzhu couldn't help but shrink in his body. If he hadn't condensed the Buddha Mother in advance, he would have been almost crushed by the opponent with an extremely strong posture.

Fifty human skull beads hung around his neck. On the skull, blood dripped, and the foul smell of blood hit his face. This Buddha Mother also has four arms.

"It's too late, you're one step too late, Lin Yuanjue. Ahem, speaking of which, I have seen you before. You are exactly the same as Huan Xin hundreds of years ago."

The left hand holds the skull bowl as a chest, and the right hand holds a moon-shaped knife stretched out with sharp fingers.

The vastness seems to be centered on Hanshan, and a spreading black sea of ​​clouds rises above the sky of the capital.

"Cough cough!"

[Discover the demon god—the parasitic demon lord of all desires! It can be called the Dharmakaya of the Great Self-Emperor, and it is also one of the Dharmakayas of the Lord of the Colorless Realm! Monk Hanshan has a wisp of the Great Freedom Demonic Thought in his body. Please eliminate it as soon as possible, and it will be combined with the Tiangang Earthly Evil for one hundred and eight calamities. 】

The second left hand holds a Chaos Vase that is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, and the second right hand holds a mountain-shaped steel fork.

Huanxin seems to be the second-generation headmaster of Shushan, the son of Miaoyi and his wife.

The reminder of the arsenal came belatedly.

The dharma image behind Hanshan is the wrathful image of the lion Buddha Mother Mingwang.

The terrifying black smoke was opened up by the golden and red flames, and bang! The Andingmen wall collapsed. Blue-purple electric light flowed from Lin's hands, and his muscular forearms pressed down on Hanshan's neck like an iron pincer, pressing him against the city wall.

It has the head of a lion and wears a crown of five skulls.

The body of the Buddha Mother was consolidating in the black sea of ​​clouds, but Lin Dong's hand that locked Han Shan's neck did not move at all.

The three eyes are wide open, the mouth is open and the teeth are curled up, and the ears are plump and drooping.

Fearless Seal!

Facing Lin Dong who was pressing fiercely, Hanshan's two strange brows stood up, he held up a strange magic seal in each of his left and right hands, and closed his hands.

The throne of the Great Sun Tathagata is therefore called Leo.

When a lion is angry, all beasts are frightened, so when Sakyamuni Buddha lectures, heretics are afraid.

"Huan Xin? What is it, that third-generation headmaster of Shushan?"

Among the seventy-two unique skills of Zen Shaolin, the lion's roar is the best.

Terrifying black magic smoke burst out from all around.

The arrow grazed the back of his hand and actually eroded Lin Dong's skin, causing it to tingle.

And several of the arrows were aimed at the Ming court general, who was also decisive.

The big sword swung violently, and on the side of a Jin soldier, a line of blood burst out on his right shoulder.

General Ming Ting grabbed the money rat braid and threw it at the flying black arrow like a sandbag.

The arrow penetrated the flesh and blood body, corroding most of the body in an instant.

The soldier twitched a few times, and then the body melted like wax in the fire.

The whole scene was extremely terrifying.

Lin Dong's eyes suddenly glared, and endless lightning was released in front of him.

Blue and purple thunder intertwined into shields, whips, and arrows made of black smoke, fighting fiercely.

Thunder crackled in the air, and the black arrows were beaten into messy air currents.

At the same time, a terrifying whistling sound sounded, and the figure of the lion-headed Buddha had solidified.

The moon-shaped sharp blade cut through the air and roared like a roaring roar of thunder.

Boom.

Finally, with a harsh sound like cracking silk, the black moon blade exploded.

It was as if a great sun had risen behind Lin Dong. The sun's golden wheels were intertwined with golden flames, resisting a blow from the lion-headed Buddha.

The black crescent blade cracked like a piece of glass, and the golden flames on the sun gold wheel were like water pouring into Lin Dong's muscular arms.

His figure grew taller and taller, almost three feet tall, like an ancient god.

Thunder and flames transformed into the armor on Lin Dong's body. Behind him was a golden wheel as pure and as strong as the sun. What he held in his right hand was a silver-white scimitar.

This sword is naturally transformed from the Moon Golden Wheel.

The Sun Golden Chakra blocks all harm, while the Moon Golden Chakra is known to kill everything.

"cut!"

Lin Dong shouted sharply, and the moon's golden wheel burst out with a silver-white stream of light that covered the sky and the sun.

The world is spinning.

The billowing sea of ​​black clouds was still cut open.

hold head high!

roar roar.

"Infinite Buddha Kingdom! I am Buddha, Lin Yuanjue, how can you kill me!"

Monk Hanshan's voice resounded throughout the world, and most of the capital could hear Hanshan's roar.

The lion-headed Buddha opened her mouth and roared, and her solid body, every inch of her bones and flesh, was reflected in the silver light and turned into a transparent color.

Under the blood, there is flowing black liquid, which is a pitch black that cannot be dispersed.

An extremely terrifying vertical mark spread out from the Anding Gate in the capital, as if God had cut it with a knife.

The abyss-like ditch swallowed up the bodies of many Jin soldiers and Ming soldiers.

A circle of black Buddha light behind the head of the lion-headed Buddha swells in the wind, and the flowing black light gathers and disperses like water.

From the rolling sea of ​​clouds, a black face occupying most of the sky above the capital appeared.

"Lin Yuanjue, how can you not worship my Buddha when you see him!"

"How not to worship!"

"How not to worship!"

……

The sound surged layer upon layer.

"Eight heads, eight arms and eight legs, eight thousand dharma bodies, lift the sun and moon, step on rivers, cross the immeasurable mountains of Sumeru, and carry thousands of Buddha lands on one shoulder..."

The figure of the lion-headed Buddha Mother continues to rise, and there is also a saying in the world that the lion-headed king is the incarnation of the Tathagata throne.

At this moment, among the rolling sea of ​​clouds, thousands of hands and feet made of black smoke poked out and formed seals together.

Thousands of lions roared in the sea of ​​rolling clouds.

The dark Buddha light seemed to have turned into the purest evil karma. Yet all this!

Thousands of evil karma, terrifying and deep black clouds, the even deeper darkness of the lion-headed Buddha Mother, and thousands of Buddha seals were formed, but they still couldn't resist a bright silver slash mark in Lin Shou's hand.

There seemed to be a strong wind blowing between heaven and earth.

The black evil karma that cannot tolerate a trace of light, and the thoughts of Emperor Zizi's Dafa are still cut off by the moon and gold wheel.

A terrifying huge hole appeared in the endless black clouds.

What shines through the hole is the original color of the sky.

Click, click.

On the statue of the lion-headed Buddha, a trace of cracking appeared on the forehead.

"What a terrifying magic weapon."

Lin Dong whispered softly.

On that day, if the Xuantian Sect had used the Moon Golden Wheel to strike out with a sword... the consequences would be unimaginable. Even if there was a reverse sword of life and death, it would be a waste of life, but how many times could it resist?

"This is what I have heard. It is said that I have heard it all. Those who preach Buddhism say such things. I have heard such things in the past..."

"I heard that when I became a Buddha, flowers bloomed and lotuses appeared, and my body became at ease..."

"This is what I hear, the flowers are blooming in silence, and my Prajna is silent when I reach Nirvana..."

Bursts of Sanskrit sounds echoed between heaven and earth.

An extremely dazzling black light, yes, a dazzling black light.

If the black light fully unfolds, it seems to swallow up all the colors in the world.

The black light projects toward the southwest.

And that location is - the Ancestral Temple.

Ming Dynasty Ancestral Temple.

"Want to run?"

Lin Dong quickly set up the Thunder Character Interpretation Seal and turned it into a purple thunderbolt to pursue.

Bang bang bang.

The spreading black sea of ​​clouds was punched through huge holes one after another.

Snapped! As the Lion-headed Buddha Mother disappears, these black holes will no longer be able to be filled.

……

Ming Dynasty Ancestral Temple.

In the entire capital, almost the entire sky was shrouded in billowing black clouds. If we must find one exception, it would be the Ancestral Temple of the Ming Dynasty.

It was built during the Jiajing period and is a royal temple dedicated to worshiping emperors, heroes and generals of the past dynasties.

It is also a symbol of the great unification of China. The ancestors that can be traced in the temple include more than 170 emperors and more than 80 heroes from the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors to the Ming Dynasty.

The entire temple covers an area of ​​about 20,000 square meters. The temple gate faces south and there are two red nine-dragon screen walls at the entrance.

There is another inscription in it, which reads, "Officials are waiting to dismount here."

The dragon swallowing ceremony that Emperor Chongzhen will hold is here.

When the dark clouds in the world enveloped the capital, a circle of red light came out of the Imperial Ancestral Temple. The light penetrated a hole in the black clouds, and the normal sky could still be seen through the hole.

However, even so, under the gray sky, from time to time it seems that the screams and roars of thousands of ghosts can be heard.

"You have failed us! You have failed China! You have failed the Ming Dynasty."

Arriving at the Imperial Ancestral Temple, under the long stairs, Chongzhen kowtowed in three steps. When he raised his head, his face was already covered with tears.

Every time he climbed ten steps, there would be an explosion of thunder.

The rolling, turbulent black clouds that were about to corrode the sky of the Imperial Ancestral Temple were soon destroyed by the thunder from the underworld.

Such visions of heaven and earth already indicate that Chongzhen embarked on the road of swallowing dragons.

If you fail to swallow the dragon, you will die!

Above the long staircase, the crimson temple has the shadow of a huge fire dragon entrenched on it.

The fire dragon is getting old, but there are thousands of ghosts and gods roaring and shouting on its scales.

Yaksha, Shura, evil dead ghosts, hanged ghosts, innocent ghosts, bull-headed and horse-faced ghosts, all kinds of ghosts... Countless resentful spirits roared, and finally converged into one voice - Chongzhen, you have failed your family and country!

Some are responsible for the failure of the family and the country, and some are responsible for the failure of the family and the country.

The day of national subjugation.

The soul-breaker.

Hundreds of officials were stationed under the stairs, kneeling and bowing their heads in silence.

Humanity is compassionate, but Heaven is ruthless.

It will not exist because of Yao and Shun, nor will it perish because of Jie and Zhou.

"I beg my ancestors to show their spirits, and I beg humanity to give me a chance. I only need one chance."

"Chance!"

"Chance!"

Chongzhen's forehead was chapped, and blood flowed down, intertwined with tears, and covered his cheeks.

"hold head high!"

The fire dragon roared.

A bolt of thunder and fire spurted out from the fire dragon's mouth and hit Chongzhen.

Chongzhen arched his body in pain, and blood flowed from his eyes. He covered his face, and blood flowed from the gaps between his fingers.

"I will not let down the people, nor will I let down the world. It was the officials who mistook me, the rivers and lakes who mistook me! It was the Changqing who mistook me! (The Changqing refers to the old man Ivy, Xu Wei. Lin Dong's teacher in this life.)"

Chongzhen took a few more steps forward.

hold head high!

The fire dragon spewed thunder and fire from its mouth even more.

Hit Chongzhen in an instant.

The majestic emperor, the lord of all people, turned into a vague bloody man at this moment.

Chongzhen suddenly clenched his fists, his hair disheveled, and roared to the sky.

"Ancestor, the world has failed me!!!"

"Fail me!!"

"Fail me!"

He didn't even call me me again, he burst out with resentment and fought against the fire dragon.

Chongzhen vented his resentment like a wild beast, his voice hoarse.

One roar after another, as if being forced to the edge of a cliff.

"I heard that there are four kinds of dragons in this world. Jiao, Chi, Pan, and Qiu are all earth dragons. Those who live in the rivers, lakes and seas, move clouds and rain, are the Cang dragons, and those who are in the immortal class and coexist with the Tao are the Cang dragons. Tianlong."

The voice paused, and Chongzhen stepped forward step by step to the steps of the temple.

Even though it was difficult to see with his eyes, he still reached out and grabbed the fire dragon's claws accurately.

"And if I transform into a dragon! I should be a celestial dragon!"

"Tianlong!"

"Tianlong!"

"Tianlong!"

With a shout, the nine heavens boiled, and the light above the Ancestral Temple turned into substantial flames, wrapping around the fire dragon.

"May I transform into a heavenly dragon and protect this world in all my lifetimes."

Chongzhen made great aspirations.

He is originally the Son of Heaven, and his status and fruition in the Buddhist path are equivalent to those of Heavenly Lord and Bodhisattva.

When the great wish was made, the heaven and the earth seemed to be in harmony, the land of the capital was shaking continuously, buildings and houses collapsed, and smoke and dust rolled thousands of miles, drowning the Jin troops who invaded the capital.

And light actually came down from the sky, and a goddess seemed to be born in the void. The goddess scattered all kinds of flowers from the flower basket.

This is the time.

A shocking black light with a diameter of three feet broke through the obstruction of heavy dragon energy.

Below the temple, the tigers, leopards, cranes, and sacred birds that flew out of the officials were all crushed by the black light, and finally rushed up to the Ancestral Temple and hit Chongzhen.

Suddenly.

The sky collapsed.

Ancestral Temple made an overwhelmed sound.

The tablets of the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty collapsed one after another.

"Great Is Heaven!"

"hold head high!"

The roar of the fire dragon is like a wail, and the lawless demon is about to come.

(End of this chapter)