Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 537

Chapter 537 Huang Fengling’s Innate Fierce Wind

One big and one young, one old and one young, and two monks, all around the Mahayana Buddhism, talking with each other.

Arguing in question and answer, clarifying reason in arguing, each narrates his own truth, and asks the doubts he wants to know. It is difficult to say whether they are gambling or communicating.

Suddenly, the sunset was west and the sky was dark, and the two still didn’t mean to stop at all.

The golden fairy nest releases a brilliant light, illuminating all directions, making it tens of miles around, like daylight.

Time passed, the darkness was torn apart by the sword light of Chuyang, and a round of red sun climbed up the mountain.

At a certain moment, the Zen master who had been pondering for a long time sighed and raised his eyes and said: “Ten generations of practice, ten generations of sentiment, the wisdom of the soul is gathered in the cycle of reincarnation, far more powerful than simply relying on time accumulation.”

“San Zang, in Mahayana Buddhism, you are better than me.”

Sanzang did not deny this, but only said: “One night of debate, a lot of gains, better than reincarnation, thank you Zen Master.”

Zen Master Wuchao took a breath and said: “Come here, I will pass on a scripture of your ten thousand years of insights. I hope it can be helpful to you.”

The three Zang listened to the ears, and only heard the scripture titled “Heart Sutra”, where there are 64 sentences, a total of 399 characters, and the words are pearls, which are thought-provoking, and make people feel like they are open.

After a long while, the Zen master passed the scriptures and said seriously: “Everyone, you and me are all destined this time, please go down the mountain and get together again later.”

Vegett rolled his eyes and asked: “Before leaving, dare to ask the Zen Master, do you know that I am waiting for the end of the road?”

Zen Master Wu Chao was startled, and said with a laugh: “Nowadays, the secrets of heaven are dim and the saints cannot be calculated. How do I know your future?”

Vegett thought about the plot in the original book, smiled and said: “The Zen master does not know that I have a natal supernatural power, called the sixth sense, which can confirm something vaguely. For some reason, my instinct tells me that you have Maybe know something.”

“Well, since you are so sure, I’ll just talk about it at will.”

Zen Master Wu Chao said: “Thousands of mountains and thousands of waters are deep, and there are many miasma and evil places. The stream collects the white horse, and the mountain saves the ape. The wild boar carries the burden, and the water monster meets in front. , The secret cannot be leaked anymore.”

Vegete tried to figure it out and finally determined that the sacred in front of him did not have the ability to see through all disasters like himself.

But in Buddhism, people have many eyes and ears, are well informed, and know some of the Buddhist arrangements.

As for what secrets should not be revealed, it is completely a show off.

Saying goodbye to the old Zen master, Sanzang got on the horse, and the group went down the mountain and headed west.

Along the way, we have meals and frosts, overnight in the wilderness, wearing the moon and wearing the stars, and I realize that it will be a few months again. Spring is gone and summer is here.

The ordinary roads that I have traveled, the ordinary things I have encountered, are beyond words.

Let’s talk about the Lingji Bodhisattva in the Western Heaven, who has taken hard work, lost his life, and was beaten by humiliation and beating. He endured for months, but the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more uncomfortable he felt.

One day late at night, a group of dark shadows appeared silently in front of his room door and knocked gently: “Lingji, do you want revenge?”

In the darkness, Lingji slowly opened his eyes: “Bo Xun, are you really afraid of death? You dare to set foot in the west with your true body!”

The wooden door was quietly pushed open by the black shadow, and the blue light ignited to illuminate his body.

I saw a burly demon god who was nearly two meters tall, wearing a black gown, covered in black mist, making his face invisible, and flying in.

“True body? Ha ha… My soul has already been integrated into the six heavens of desire, and the heavens of six desires are immortal. I shall be immortal and immortal. What if this primitive treasure is destroyed by you?”

Lingji’s face was frosty, and he sternly shouted: “Since ancient times, every time you appear has been accompanied by disasters. I know that I can’t kill you, but you are also not welcome, please leave immediately!”

“Really… very unfriendly!”

Po Xun shook his head, put a muddled bead on the table in the room, his body turned into black smoke and dissipated.

“This is the innate fierce wind in the chaos. It has the same source as the wind in the earth, water, and fire that Pangu had bothered to fix at the beginning. It can blow away the sacred body and perish the spirit of the Immortal Buddha.”

“Even if the monkey grandson is the Daluo Jinxian, he is still vulnerable before this fierce wind that can kill the Innate Demon God.”

“Whether it is used or how to use it is all up to you. This is also a small gift from me.”

Watching the Demon God arrogantly leave, Lingji’s mouth kept twitching, but there was no sound.

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, as if fighting between heaven and man.

After a long time, he slowly closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to grab the mixed beads in his hand.

The next day, in the world, Huangfengling.

He was dressed in white, resembling an immortal Lingji, concealing his figure, stepping into the void, step by step into a vast cave.

“Come without a notice, but what is Xitian’s order?”

Inside the cave, wearing a golden helmet dangling the sun armor and a gilt golden cloak, the demon with a rat head and human body said with cold eyes.

Throwing the beads carrying the fierce wind towards the opponent, Lingji said indifferently: “This is the innate fierce wind, which can dissolve the sacred true soul.”

“Snapped!”

The rat demon took the bead in his hand and whispered, “What do you want me to do?”

“I want Son Goku and Vegeta to pay the price of blood, life is better than death.”

Lingji’s eyes flashed fiercely and grumbled.

“For example?” The rat demon nodded slightly and asked back.

Lingji pondered for a moment, and said faintly, “Where is Sanzang, aren’t there two spirit hoops? Since he is cruel and used it on the two beasts, let us make a choice for him…”

“The mountain is not high, and the top is connected by the blue sky. The stream is not deep, but the bottom is open. White clouds surround the mountains, and there are cloud caves behind the cliffs. Grass flying fairy birds, forest walking beasts, Qingdai ink dyes thousands of meters of green, and green yarn covers thousands of piles. Smoke… This is Huangfengling, right?”

Slowly stepping on the mountain road, Vegett raised his eyes and looked on, muttering softly.

In the midst of losing consciousness, the sudden and fierce wind in the mountain road swayed, swaying and misty, smashing leaves, cutting flowers, rolling up layers of soil on the road, and rushing straight down.

“This wind, the one who came is unkind!”

Vegett stretched out his palm, and countless laws converged, and forcibly stopped the billowing yellow sand wind.

“boom!”

At a certain moment, the frozen yellow sand suddenly burst.

Countless small wind currents twisted and rotated, constantly getting bigger and stronger, and in the end it actually covered the sky and the sun, flooding all vision.

Beijit’s expression changed slightly, and his thoughts moved, and eight divine gates emitting bright white light suddenly appeared, guarding the eight places around the crowd.

Who ever thought that the originally almost indestructible god gate, under this weird and fierce wind, quickly dimmed its light, and cracks appeared on it. *