lethal arsenal

Chapter 507: People have no desire to die, so what if a tree has no roots?
The Buddha said that the strong man's original vow mantra is a sublimation of "The Buddha said that the strong man moved the mountains". The mountain within the mountain refers to a large rocky mountain that is sixty feet wide and one hundred and twenty feet high.

It is also related to Master Sanzang during the Western Jin Dynasty.

That's right, it's the Western Jin Dynasty.

The Rebellion of the Eight Kings, that dark period.

Master Tripitaka, whose real name is Zhu Dharma Protector, came from Tianzhu and practiced Buddhism to save the world.

Some people in later generations speculated that he was the predecessor of Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty, but there was no evidence at all.

In short, after Dharma protector Zhu came to the Central Plains, he saw the misery of the people, and it happened to be that Taiwu destroyed the Buddha at this moment, so he translated this sutra, hoping that thousands of monks would have a way to protect themselves.

Of course, the earliest version of this sutra was from India. Later, after it was translated by this master, it blessed the faith of all living beings and became one of the compulsory magical powers for Buddhist monks.

Moreover, this magical power is not low in rank. It ranks second only to the divine foot power in Buddhism, and is inferior to other fundamental powers such as the power of his mind, the power of clairvoyance, and the power of destiny.

If you compare it with martial arts skills, it is almost as good as the Vajra Iron Cloth Shirt in Shaolin Temple.

The branches twisted crazily and were covered with barbs. The branches looked like meat grinders, but the Golden Body Warrior couldn't do anything about them.

Duanduan successfully presided over a ghost market transaction and saved some medicine for his master, the old Black Mountain demon. Unexpectedly, a group of ruthless bandits came to kill him. It was not easy for the tree demon grandma, but at this time, he couldn't care about anything in order to survive. .

For a time, there was a burst of incense, and the warrior in yellow began to change. He wore a crown on his head, a necklace, long ears and a wide forehead, and his whole body was filled with golden light.

The old monk Baiyun suddenly changed the subject.

"I am willing to take refuge. I am willing to take refuge. Monk, if you really don't want to cross over with me, I am willing to do whatever it takes, whether you put down the butcher's knife or have a kind heart and great ambitions."

Yin Ling'er smiled.

(Note: In the ancient restricted area, there was no such thing as Buddha in the prehistoric time and space. At that time, it was called Golden Immortal. Golden Immortal is also the name that the world calls Buddha, because it has to absorb the power of wishes, incense, and receive offerings to the Buddha, and the temple is also golden. )
If the law of heaven pursues the debt and pursues it closely, the Dharmakaya will eventually pass away.

The body is ten feet tall, with a fleshy bun on the top of the head, a high and straight nose, no holes visible, and the skin all over the body looks like gold.

"Damn it, damn it."

First make a great wish, become a Buddha and become an ancestor, and then talk about other things, make a precious light, make a pool of merit, and create a huge Western Paradise.

Tinkering, clanking, the skeletons hanging on the branches bumped against each other under the swaying branches, making a clear and sweet sound like wind chimes.

The strong man punched out, hitting the dryad grandmother's body, opening a large hole six to seven meters in diameter, with golden Buddha fire burning on the edge of the big hole.

Unexpectedly, the old monk Baiyun just snorted coldly, "If other Arhats were here today, I'm afraid they would also agree to your plea for mercy. It would just be an extra merit of subduing heretics, and you could be used as a The Great Protector of the Mountain, but..."

Everyone can practice, but very few can achieve success through practice, but there are always some benefits to practicing.

"This old monk Baiyun really has some abilities."

Therefore, the saying often recited by ordinary people, the cause of Bodhisattva's fear, also comes from this.

Are there any loans that are not repaid?
Of course there are!

Zhunti and Jieyin, these two Western Taoists, the founders of the Golden Immortal Way, are the earliest ancestors in this field.

As soon as the branches full of resentment wrapped around the golden body warrior's arm, they spontaneously burned.

The tree demon grandma was at the end of her rope and used her great method. Thousands of branches emerged from the ground and wrapped around the arms of the golden warrior.

"Whether he is a strong man or a Bodhisattva? Anyway, it is always good to give this old demon who presides over the ghost market a hard lesson."

However, these debts must be paid back later, relying on the results of reincarnation and good deeds. For example, Grandma Dryad has to suffer through thousands of reincarnations in order to repay this sin and debt.

It was really difficult to deal with, so the punishments and disasters brought by heaven were thrown on the entire Buddhist sect.

Grandma Dryad shouted.

Change your shell, continue to borrow money, and drain away the energy of heaven.

Old monk Baiyun continued to recite the mantra and blessing, "Om, Ah, Wei, La, Hum..."

"Is this Lux?"

Such thoughts flashed through Lin Dong's mind.

From the circle of Buddha light behind his head, golden rays of light flew out and fell on the strong man.

Lin Dong raised his eyebrows. It would be no exaggeration to say that this thing is a Bodhisattva.

The golden warrior raised his fist and smashed it.

Karma is sin, in other words, sinful people are allowed to go to paradise.

Grandma Dryad's begging for mercy and her great wish to achieve good results are not nonsense. The World Honored One has an idea, which is to be reborn with karma.

To make great aspirations in Buddhism is, from a certain perspective, equivalent to borrowing money from heaven.

"Humph."

Therefore, in later generations, there will be another great catastrophe such as Bo Xun, the demon king, who brings Buddha's fruit and practices to the world.

If you borrow the will of Heaven to do your own things, generally speaking, you must pay back the money you borrowed, and you have to pay interest.

The tree demon yelled wildly, death was imminent, but there was nothing he could do.

First realize the Golden Buddha, and then repay the cause and effect. This is what the Buddhists often do.

As soon as the old monk Baiyun used this magical power, he saw a circle of Buddha light appear behind his head, and under the soil layer, a Buddhist warrior broke through the layers of soil and rose up from the ground.

This is one of the eighty good qualities of the Buddha's thirty-two golden bodies, but this is not the end...

"I, poor monk, follow the Pure Light Glazed Bodhisattva. What I focus on is the glazed world. The vast Buddha's light cannot tolerate even a trace of filth. Amitabha, I'd better let the old monk throw you into the eighteenth level of hell!"

After saying this, the golden warrior showed a hint of anger on his golden face, and a little starlight shone through his eyes as pure as glass.

The next moment, the strong man squatted down, the veins on his arms burst out, and endless power seemed to burst out from them.

The golden body warrior can move a mountain of 120 feet, so why can't he deal with this little tree demon.

Rumble.

The earth couldn't stop shaking, and grandma's true body was actually lifted out of the soil inch by inch.

"Okay, okay, old monk, not only did you not save me, but you also insisted on putting me to death. In this case, I will die with you today."

Grandma Dryad shouted, her tone particularly sad and angry.

In the ghost market, other monsters followed and let out hoarse roars like rabbits dying and foxes mourning.

Lin Dong watched all this with cold eyes. At this time, the entire ghost market had been completely wiped out. In addition, the Xiahou clan had rebelled, and the cards in the hands of the tree demon grandma were very bad.

"Wan Zhang Sen Luo!"

Grandma Dryad roared with grief and anger, and every word that came out of her mouth seemed to be stained with blood between her teeth.

Rumble.

Those weird branches suddenly exploded one after another, and the green juice covered the ground. The exploded wooden sticks fell on the golden body of the warrior, corroding large and small holes.

Extreme malice swept over Lin Dong and the others like a cold wave.

"Old monk, get out of the way and let me come."

Yin Ling'er roared, and after the golden body warrior was caught off guard, he immediately opened the defensive cover to protect everyone.

However, Yin Ling'er was sharp-eyed and saw that all the branches exploded. Even though the main rod of the tree demon's body was seriously damaged, it was not to the point of immediate death.

After thinking about it, she slapped her sleeves with her backhand, and the fire dragon flew out.

After the demons are subdued, merit and luck will come from somewhere. This is not a reward from heaven, but from humanity. But for monks, it is the most reliable way to improve the efficiency of practice.

With the blessing of merit and golden light, just one day of practice can withstand the magic power of the past half a year.

Moreover, part of the golden light of merit will be directly transformed into the purest magic power, increasing the monk's conduct.

She saw that the golden body warrior had not completed his full work, but at this moment, she had the idea of ​​greed for merit.

The fire dragon flew out, and the thin spray of fire collided with the highly corrosive juice.

The fire evaporated and the juice was burned away before it could be vaporized. The power of the explosion of thousands of branches did not harm the fire dragon at all.

"Amitabha……"

The old monk Baiyun was about to speak. At this moment, the withered branches under the fire light flew out from the ground with a pop. Six or seven ferocious branches full of barbs rushed towards the young monk from all directions. The vines Wrap around Shifang's arms and ankles.

Like that sharp blade, the hook pierced straight into Shifang's body!

"baby!"

The old monk Baiyun shouted, not caring about competing with Yin Ling'er for the merits of eliminating demons.

When Lin Dong saw this, his hands were faster than his thoughts. The moment the vines jumped out of the ground, he punched out the golden seal in his hand.

"Even if I die, I still have to drag someone to support me."

Grandma Dryad shouted.

At this moment, most of the people's thoughts were focused on the little monk Shifang who was attacked. In addition, the tree demon grandma was roaring like this. Normally, they thought that this demon must be alive. Death wish.

But one didn't pay attention...

Whoosh!
A green seed turned into a strange green stream of light and flew towards the west when the vines broke through the soil.

The Black Mountain Old Demon fought with Lin Dong that day and almost his entire army was wiped out.

In the end, it was the tree demon grandma who survived. This shows that this monster has a very deep mind.

First, she saw that the situation was not good and a large group of people were hunting her, so she tried to break through the old monk Baiyun with the help of Buddhist scriptures.

As a result, Monk Baiyun was not a pedantic monk. Later, he used inducements instead and swore that he would be effective, but it had no effect.

The tree demon knew that he was going to die and the catastrophe was approaching, but he still never gave up the opportunity.

Finally, after exhausting all his energy, he saw the slight gap between the old monk Baiyun and Yin Ling'er due to their merits, so he used this excuse to perform his magic, attracting the attention of the others, and escaped.

In terms of this kind of effort, this tree demon grandma is definitely the most superior existence among all the demons.

A flash of light flies.

"not good!"

It was Yiye Zhiqiu, a pure-hearted person, who was the first to notice the afterimage of the stream of light.

"Where to go."

Yiye Zhiqiu slashed out a sword energy and shouted a reminder.

Unfortunately, even though he saw the direction in which the tree demon escaped, he couldn't do anything.

The opponent took off his body and was so ruthless that he didn't even want to take his real body. He was able to escape with a little bit of his spirit. Even if he was an Earth Immortal master, he didn't have any special means and his supernatural powers were useless against the tree demon.

As for the reason, it was naturally the spell cast by the Dryad Granny that was similar to the disintegration of the demon. The blessing it brought in an instant was too powerful.

hold head high!
The fire dragon was entrenched on the tree demon's grandmother's true body, and a mouthful of dragon flames spurted out, like a volcano-like lava spewing onto the trunk of the big tree.

Chi chi chi, the tree demon's real body immediately started to burn. The burning speed was extremely fast. In just a few blinks, there was an extra torch between the sky and the earth.

however……

"The tree demon escaped. Wouldn't it be in vain?"

Ning Caichen and Wang Xianer heard Yiye Zhiqiu's voice and turned around to see the tree demon seeds flying out. These words came out subconsciously.

"escape?"

Lin Dong murmured, "If we don't let her escape, how can we go to the City of Wasted Death?"

In fact, it was just to support the scene. The moment the tree demon seeds flew out, Lin Dong's second soul's reaction was more than a beat slow. To put it bluntly, this Dharmakaya's Taoist realm was not enough.

In addition, Lin Dong wanted to save people. The young monk Shifang was wrapped in vines. If he was slow, it would not be impossible for him to be ripped out by the branches and his bones would be broken.

"I have heard that at one time the Buddha was in the Solitary Garden of Savatthi, together with a group of great monks, a total of one thousand two hundred and fifty people. At that time, the World Honored One, wearing robes and holding an alms bowl, went to the great city of Savatthi to beg for food."

There are bursts of Sanskrit sounds.

The little monk Shifang, who was wrapped in hundreds of branches, suddenly burst out with streaks of golden light.

He holds a golden Buddha statue in his hands.

Those ferocious and ferocious vines immediately fell off the little monk's body once they were illuminated by the Buddha's light.

It turned out that the young monk from Shifang was protected by a golden Buddha. Lin Dong looked at it intently, and He saw a lifelike golden dragon coiled above the golden Buddha.

"Is this the dragon that An Chan sedates the poisonous dragon?"

Lin Dong's eyes rolled and he asked suddenly, mainly to resolve the embarrassment of Grandma Dryad's escape.

"Amitabha."

The old monk Baiyun had a worried expression on his face. If Yin Ling'er hadn't made a sudden interruption just now, he would have eliminated the tree demon 100% of the time.

"Perhaps this is also the old demon's fate."

Old monk Baiyun had no choice but to think like this. He proclaimed the Dharma in his mouth, collected his magical power, and then said slowly: "That's not the case. This dragon is a dragon from the eight heavenly dragons, not a poisonous dragon."

The poisonous dragon symbolizes all kinds of blazing fire for ordinary people. Lin Dong's words are naturally meant to be funny, while the heavenly dragon symbolizes great power, fearlessness, and great courage.

The old monk Baiyun paused and then said: "This Buddha image is the treasure of our Tianlong Temple. The dragon symbolizes the kings of Nanli. After the Duan family abdicated, they often became monks in Tianlong Temple. But now There were demons in the country causing trouble, so the poor monk had to bring the Buddha statue out and find another temple."

As he spoke, the golden warrior turned into a circle of Buddha light and crashed into the back of the old monk Baiyun's head.

"Master, I'm sorry, Shifang responded too slowly."

The young monk stood up with a look of regret on his face.

"What does it have to do with you? This is just the spirit of this monster."

Old monk Baiyun touched Shifang's head with a look of compassion on his face.

Lin Dong glanced at Yin Ling'er and didn't blame her. Instead, he tried to make amends for Yin Ling'er.

Touching his chin, Lin Dong said half-jokingly: "I think this is a good thing. With Grandma Dryad leading the way, wouldn't the City of Death on Wuding Mountain be faster?"

"Too."

Yiye Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, then nodded seriously.

"Amitabha, what donor Lin said makes sense."

Old monk Baiyun put his palms together and moved his lips and teeth.

"Hahaha, if you don't have a heart, you will die. How can a tree survive without roots? As a student of my academy, it may not be a bad thing if you put it on fire."

Lin Dong laughed wildly and said respectfully.

(End of this chapter)