Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Chapter 127: Xuanmen Taoism and Buddhist methods (second update)
On the fighting stage.

Neither Chen Yusheng nor He Jing took action easily.

The two stood quietly, seemingly fighting with each other.

Suddenly De Hejing sang a Sanskrit chant, and a golden light flashed in his right hand, and a ten-foot-sized Buddha's light palm struck.

Chen Yusheng snorted coldly, raised his spiritual power and struck his hand with a burst of hot fire.

When the firelight collided with the Buddha's palm, they all shattered with a roar.

He Jing was not surprised. With a little movement of his right hand, a streak of pure colored glaze was shot out, and in an instant it turned into dancing lotus petals all over the sky.

Among the flying lotus petals, He Jing recited Sanskrit sounds, and there were faint pure lights shining all over the place.

Those lotus petals look harmless and graceful, but each petal falling down can dissolve a piece of fresh air.

Guang Hui watched quietly, with a hint of smile in her eyes.

But Jiang Sheng still looked calm. He was still a little confident in Chen Yusheng's methods.

I saw Chen Yusheng pinching the magic formula with both hands, and the fire was rising in his body.

I saw wisps of flame rising and colliding with the lotus petals and melting together.

As more and more fire came out of Chen Yusheng's body, the wisps of flames continued to rise, dance and condense in the air.

"Congeal!"

Chen Yusheng shouted softly, and the infinite flames gathered together to form a bright and hot fire cloud.

"Here comes the dragon!"

A dragon roar shook the sky and the earth.

The scorching flaming cloud stretched out in an instant and turned into a flaming cloud dragon with scales and claws.

As soon as the fire dragon appeared, its roar shattered the lotus petals around it.

The next moment, a hot dragon flame spurted out, turning into flames that filled the sky and burned up.

He Jing was a little surprised, but the next moment he made a flower-like shape with his right hand and lit up a spiritual light.

This glazed spiritual light shot straight into the sky, and in an instant it turned into Buddha light all over the sky.

When these Buddha lights fall on the fire dragon, they begin to corrode and dissolve its scales.

Chen Yusheng rose into the air and stood on the dragon's head, pouring spiritual power into the dragon's body.

The fire dragon's body expanded again, turning into a fifty-foot behemoth.

The surrounding clouds were rolling, and wisps of flames were rising from the dragon's body.

Chen Yusheng controlled the fire dragon to rush towards He Jing, burning all the Buddha's light along the way.

He Jing's left hand suddenly reached out, and a glazed palm came down from the sky, as if to grasp the fire dragon.

Until this time, Chen Yusheng closed his hands and then unfolded them. As they were refined by fire, a red spear appeared in his palms.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yu danced with his long spear, and the fire dragons below him followed suit.

As Chen Yusheng raised his spear to stab the glazed palm, the fire dragon of more than fifty feet roared away in the direction of the spear's light.

In an instant, the fire suddenly appeared, and the scorching flames shone like the sun in the sky, and the bright fire illuminated all directions.

Jiang Sheng looked at Guang Hui, saw the frozen smile on his face, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: Are you really the only one who is prepared?
The glass palm suddenly shattered, and the Buddha's light in the sky shattered into powder.

Chen Yu danced with his long spear, and the scattered flames re-condensed into a fire dragon of more than thirty feet, which was controlled by him and rushed towards He Jing.

He Jing suddenly panicked, his hands shook, and the string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck suddenly broke.

Twenty-one Buddhist beads turned into streams of light and soared into the sky, hitting Chen Yusheng like sword pills.

Chen Yusheng waved the spear with both hands, and then shot the spear directly with a shock of spiritual power.

The red spear whizzed in like a stream of fire, and the fire dragon of more than thirty feet followed the stream of light.

But I saw a stream of fire falling from the sky, and a fire dragon of more than thirty feet wrapped around it, like a blazing red meteor falling into the sky.

Its violent fire spiritual energy fluctuations are firmly locked and pure with Naha's fiery hot energy.

Twenty-one Buddhist beads came forward one after another, but they were powerless and shattered in front of this unparalleled momentum.

"Fellow Daoist Lingyuan, are you overdue?" Guang Hui said with a chuckle.

"When juniors fight, it is inevitable that they will have some conflicts of spirit." Jiang Sheng's face was as calm as water.

For a moment, Guang Hui looked a little gloomy and uncertain.

As the flowing fire fell to the ground, a deafening roar resounded like thunder, and endless fire and smoke were seen rising into the sky.

Chen Yusheng, who was hanging in the air, made a move with his hand, and a stream of light flew back, turning into the red spear that was held in his hand.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, He Jing's monk's robe was in tatters, his face was covered with traces of smoke and fire, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

But He Jing's injuries were not serious, and it was obvious that Chen Yusheng had spared his hand.

"Thank you very much, little monk."

He Jing said, reluctantly leaving the fighting stage.

Chen Yusheng, on the other hand, slapped the cloud platform high up.

Jiang Sheng pointed his finger, and a green light penetrated Chen Yusheng's body.

The mana turned into pure spiritual power and began to nourish and repair Chen Yusheng's damaged meridians and missing spiritual power, restoring his condition to its peak.

Looking at the Taoist standing on the fighting stage, all the forces were a little shocked.

Penglai Taoism has always focused on escaping from the world, so why is the fire method it practices so fierce and domineering?

Juekong put his palms together and chanted the Buddha's name.

Behind him, a Zifu from Da Tianlong Temple immediately got up and flew up to the high platform.

"Da Tianlong Temple, Xingwu."

"I hope to have a discussion with the benefactor of Tianhe Dao Sect." Chen Yusheng looked at Jiang Sheng, and Jiang Sheng nodded.

Then Chen Yusheng got off the fighting platform and returned to Jiang Sheng's side.

"well done."

Chen Yusheng was happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He was sitting there as calmly as Jiang Sheng, as if the momentum just now was not worth mentioning.

Jiang Sheng's words made Li Changfeng and others a little envious.

If they had just taken a step forward, they were the ones who received this comment.

At this time, on the fighting stage, Xing Wu from Datianlong Temple put his palms together and looked quietly in the direction of Tianhe Dao Sect.

Ning Chuan's face was calm and he nodded. The eager Zifu behind him immediately jumped out.

"Tianhe Daozong, Bai Zijin."

As the two of them saluted each other, the energy on the fighting stage seemed to be like a dragon and a tiger competing.

If Chen Yusheng from Penglai and He Jing from Dajin Zen Temple just now were just the opening seats, this battle between Tianhe Taoist Sect and Datianlong Temple was the climax of the battle.

I saw a stick of floating dust in Bai Zijin's right hand quietly hitting his left arm, and there was a closed volume of calligraphy and painting undulating beside him.

With a sound of Arhat Sanskrit, the clothes on Xingwu's upper body exploded.

The muscles on his upper body were all tangled, and there was a pattern of Arhat and Fulong tattooed on his back.

The Arhat looked angry, with two ears and four eyes, fangs on his face, and Buddha's light on his head. One of his four arms was holding a demon-conquering pestle, another was holding a sword, and the remaining two hands were holding a dragon-like sword. The dragon's dragon creature raised one foot and stepped on the dragon creature's body with the other foot.

To be able to carry this Arhat Fulongtu, this Xingwu is obviously not an ordinary disciple.

"drink!"

Xing Wu shouted loudly, and his body turned into golden and copper colors, and then it was as if his whole body was coated with a layer of gold paint, with a vague meaning of King Kong.

The Vajra is the golden elixir of Buddhism.

The two Buddhist traditions have different names for the Golden Elixir realm. Arhats call it Vajra, and Bodhisattvas call it Liuli.

Just like the above three realms, Taoism calls the true king and the king of heaven, and Buddhism calls the king of heaven and the venerable one.

Compared with the various discords within Taoism, there are more disputes between the Buddhist traditions.

The name King Kong is given by the Arhats is that the glazed metal is born in its body. All evils are not invaded and all laws are not broken. It is the hardness of glazed glass without leakage.

This enlightenment is obviously a half-step Vajra who has reached the threshold of the Vajra realm.

Ning Chuan's face was already a little ugly.

In order to test the Tianhe Dao Sect, Datianlong Temple even brought out these Vajra seedlings.

Bai Zijin, who faced Xingwu directly, was obviously under greater pressure.

He no longer hesitated, and with a wave of the whisk in his hand, the azure mana turned into waves and was shot out.

These lines of training volleyed into thousands of water elements, hitting Xingwu from all directions.

However, Xingwu stood there with his hands clasped together and remained motionless. When the waves of water attacks came, a burst of bronze light appeared on Xingwu's body.

The sound of ping-pong is endless, just like the water rushing on the copper and iron pillars. Let the water flow impact, it will stand firm.

Bai Zijin showed a ruthless look on his face, and he unfolded the closed scroll beside him, only to see three dragons suddenly jumping out of it.

The water vapor surged, and three dragons flew away from the water.

The dragon walks through the water and transforms into a dragon.

Three dragons came riding on endless water vapor, and their momentum was extremely domineering. The overflowing dragon power caused strong winds to roar, and dark clouds gathered.

This dragon picture is obviously Ning Chuan's trick for Bai Zijin.

Facing the three dragons coming with their teeth and claws, Xingwu remained calm and unhurried.

After a loud shout, Xing Wu's golden and bronze color was greatly vibrated, and his whole body swelled to a height of nearly ten feet as if blown by air.

Immediately afterwards, Xingwu strode forward, the copper light flowing on his hands, like gold and iron pouring, rushed up against the water vapor in the sky, and directly caught a dragon.

The dragon screamed in pain, opened its mouth and sprayed out a water arrow, but it only made a splash when it hit Xing Wu.

Bai Zijin activated his spiritual power, and the other two dragons immediately wrapped around him, as if they wanted to strangle Xing Wu.

As the two dragons exerted their strength, the dragon held by Xingwu's hands also began to struggle.

The power of the three dragons was so great that they directly entangled Xingwu up and down.

For a moment, three dragons were seen raising their heads high, and then they sprayed three torrents towards Xingwu's brass-colored head.

At this time, under the control of these three dragons, the water vapor is no longer a weak stream, but a fierce and domineering wave.

Three powerful forces hit Xingwu's head at the same time, and the violent water power was released and spurted out wantonly. The continuous waves of water vapor were like an endless river flowing down from the top of his head. Xingwu's head was suddenly filled with a roar of gold and iron. .

This momentum has already made everyone around them dumbfounded.

Whether it's the momentum of Xingwu's half-step golden elixir or the dragon picture that Bai Zijin brought out, it's obviously not something that ordinary Zifu can possess.

Facing the oppression of three dragons, Xingwu withstood the bombardment of the endless torrent, forcibly grabbed one dragon and pulled it off his body.

Then there was a loud shout, and the sound of Arhat's anger resounded.

Xingwu raised his palms high like swords, with blazing flames igniting on them, and the sword glowed.

As the palm knife fell, the dragon howled, and a dragon was cut into several pieces.

Datianlong Temple, Luohan's broken sword.

　Second update, it will definitely be a day before dawn.

　　Happy New Year, brothers in the South.

　　I heard that glutinous rice balls are eaten during the New Year in the south. I hope everyone can welcome the God of Wealth and attract wealth.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)