Fuji Avenue

Chapter 74 The Buddha's Formation
Unexpectedly, he had no choice but to interrupt and ask Xiuxiu why.

Xiu Xiucai said: "Look at the appearance of this horned demon, it is undoubtedly from the Phantom Mirage Clan. This Clan's cultivation technique is very strange, all the abilities are in the three eyes on the forehead, and it is best at creating illusions. If you inadvertently stare at him for a long time Eyes, inevitably dragged into illusion."

"The three of us are still in the dark at this moment. If we are dragged into the illusion, I am afraid that we will be exposed immediately." Then he let go of the eyes of the two of them, and continued: "Let's just pay attention, don't deliberately go Look into his eyes, there is nothing to worry about."

The white and greasy hands flew away like butterflies, and the long and faint fragrance of daughters also disappeared.

Bu Er glanced at Xiuxiu, and couldn't help but think: "Sister Zhong is such a fairy-looking and intelligent woman, who in this world can be worthy of her?"

Thinking about it, he looked into the arena again.I saw that everyone was a little confused.

Many people couldn't help but stared at those dark green eyes. After staring for a long time, they suddenly felt a little dizzy, and then their vision was extremely distorted. In an instant, the world in front of them changed completely.

The sky was filled with dark clouds, and under the clouds, smoke billowed everywhere and flames blazed everywhere.

There are hundreds of volcanoes, big and small, standing in sight. Hot magma flows out of the craters continuously, and rivers of fire converge at the foot of the mountains to form a river hundreds of feet wide, flowing straight to the east. , like a giant dragon crawling on the ground.

The scalding heat radiated from the big river, and everyone who was baked was sweating profusely.

After recovering from the shock, they realized that they were standing in an open space between two volcanoes, but Wuxiang and the Horned Demon of the Illusion Clan had disappeared.

When he was stunned, a red light flashed, and a phantom blurred in the middle of the open space.

Moments later, Formless appeared.

The surrounding flames were soaring into the sky, making his brain bright.

He held a wooden fish in his left hand, and held a stick in his right hand to keep beating. Every time he rapped, there would be a wave-like pattern, centered on the place where the hammer was struck, and slowly spread out.

His whole body was covered with blood stains, and his cassock was also torn in several places, exposing bloody wounds.

No enemy can be seen here, but it is not known where his wound came from.

Suddenly there was a muffled sound of "boom", and the thick smoke and fire light in the mid-air swirled at an extremely fast speed, gathered together, and condensed into dozens of ugly monsters with hideous faces and long-horned snake bodies in a blink of an eye, rushing forward with great momentum. Xiang Wuxiang.

Some people immediately understood that they were dragged into an illusion by the horned demon of the phantom mirage tribe.

He couldn't help being surprised, but he had to know that the horned demon was concentrating on dealing with Wuxiang at this moment, and this illusion was also specially designed for Wuxiang.Everyone just looked into his eyes, and they fell into them unconsciously, which is really incredible.

Looking at the scars on Wuxiang's body, it seems that this person and demon have fought fiercely in the illusion.

Those ugly monsters rushed to a distance of ten feet away from Wuxiang, their sharp fangs were exposed ferociously, as if they wanted to tear him apart.

Wu Xiang still closed his eyes, knocking on the wooden fish at a leisurely pace, and golden ripples swayed towards those monsters amidst the knocking sound.

The speed of those ripples was extremely slow, and their momentum was also very weak, but when the two phases touched, white smoke rose from the monster's body immediately, and a few ripples rushed past, melting them all into thick smoke billowing in the air.

It turns out that the practice of non-phase practice is the only way to restrain the ability of this phantom mirage horned demon to create illusions.

This exercise is called "Physical Immortality", which is a rather esoteric technique in Buddhism. It originated from a saying in Buddhism: "Buddha has no form, and all appearances come from the heart."

It is said that the Buddha has [-] appearances, and the appearances of living beings are his appearances. Because the sentient beings are immeasurable and boundless, the appearances of the Buddhas seen by everyone are also immeasurable and boundless. In short, the Buddha has [-] appearances.

The state of each sentient being is different, and the appearance of the Buddha will be different.For example, ordinary people are often impure in their six sense organs and full of confusion, and the Buddha in their hearts is blurred; those who are devoted to the Buddha may create a lot of karma, but if they sincerely repent, keep the precepts, and practice good deeds, they will also be able to see the Buddha after death. But the body of the Buddha is often seen as tiny.

Only those who have attained the Bodhisattva fruit, or those who have a clear mind to see their nature, realize their original nature, and have great enlightenment, practice Zen with sincerity, and recite the Buddha's name with their true appearance, the Buddha they see is often a boundless and huge Buddha body.

In short, there are thousands of sentient beings, and there are thousands of Buddha statues, it just depends on your own state.

"Wuxiang Shengong" is based on the principle that the Buddha has no form and all phenomena come from the heart, derived from enlightenment.

The power of this technique is that as long as you continue to practice, how deep you can understand in your heart, how much you can break through, how magnificent the Buddha statue is cast in your heart, how high your realm is, and there is no upper limit to your cultivation end.

However, this is just what the monk Jiabu who created this set of exercises said.

Since the creation of "Wuxiang Shengong", except for the 72-storey Buddha statue that was cast in the heart of the monk Jiabu, only an eminent monk named Ji Mie built a 32-storey pagoda thousands of years ago Tall Buddha statue.

Although the pagoda is hundreds of feet high, its power is naturally astonishing, but it is far from the endless realm depicted by the exercises.

The rest of the practicing monks are no bigger than Buddha statues cast into thirteen-story pagodas.

Another powerful feature of this exercise is that it has the effect of restraining all illusions, just because of the phrase "everything comes from the heart" in the final decision of the exercise.

Undoubtedly, all illusions come from the mind. The deeper you practice this technique, the stronger your mind will be, and it will naturally have a great restraint effect on illusions.

Therefore, the golden ripples from his knocking on the wooden fish obviously did not contain much mana, but they could easily destroy the illusion of grandeur.

It's a pity that Wuxiang's ability has not yet been fully cultivated. If his cultivation level is higher, he will never be dragged into the illusion by this horned demon.

Seeing Wuxiang defuse the offensive so easily, everyone wondered in their hearts, wondering where the injuries on his body came from.

At this moment, billowing thick smoke gathered together again, instantly congealed into thousands of black sharp arrows, like a torrential rain, crashing towards Wuxiang.

The mallet in Wuxiang's hand moved faster and faster, circles of golden ripples swung out one after another, colliding violently with the rain of arrows, and suddenly there was a piercing sound, billowing black smoke .

Seeing that the black arrow rain was blocked by the golden ripples, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a black arrow feather rushed out from the thick and dense black smoke, passed through the golden ripples, and shot towards Wuxiang at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye.

Wu Xiang hurriedly turned to one side, dodging slightly, the black arrow feather pierced his shoulder in an instant, causing blood to splatter.

Wu Xiang stretched out his hand to pull out the arrowhead stuck in the flesh, and a jet of black blood spewed out from the wound in an instant.

The arrow was thrown to the ground by him, making a metallic clanging sound.

It turns out that this arrow is actually a solid arrow hidden in many illusions, no wonder the shapeless golden ripples are ineffective against it.

Presumably, these large and small wounds on his body are due to these tricks that are difficult to distinguish between true and false, and false and real.

Fortunately, these wounds did not affect Wu Xiang too much, he still knocked on the wooden fish steadily, with a calm look.

At this moment, there was a rumbling sound suddenly, and a scalding heat wave hit like water, and everyone felt that they were going to be roasted.

Looking back, I saw that the wide and huge river of fire was bubbling and bubbling, followed by dozens of eddies in the center of the river of fire. At first, they were only the size of a palm, and gradually grew from small to large, each with a radius of two feet. As much as three feet.

A moment later, the river of fire was splashed with red, and the heat wave surged like a tsunami. Dozens of fire dragons soared into the sky from the river with great momentum, circled a little in mid-air, and then opened their bloody mouths and sprayed fire. Lang, aggressively attacked Wuxiang.

(End of this chapter)