Great Dao Ji

"Buddhism"

A strange smile appeared on Xie Zhi's dull face: "Get out of the way first. When Master Xuequan finishes his important work, he will have time to play with these thieves!"

Looking coldly into the distance, the two disappeared among the mountains. Only the sound of the wind whistled over the withered and dead peaks, which looked desolate and terrifying.

Boom!

Boom!

Qi Cang flashed in the void, and a move was thousands of miles. Under the surging divine power, the clouds were stirred up.

"At this time, Emperor Amitabha has cultivated the Buddhist telepathy to such a high level?!"

While running, Qi Cang's face was very ugly.

Emperor Amitabha's cultivation may not be as good as Feng Xinglie, but the Buddhist supernatural powers are numerous and powerful, and telepathy can see into other people's hearts.

Even if he was on guard, Emperor Amitabha still saw something, and then, there was a big battle.

The world's practice is only Taoism and Buddhism.

From the time when the ancient Buddha passed down Buddhism to the present day, over the long period of more than tens of millions of years, Buddhism had been the mainstream of the cultivation world for a long time.

It just declined after the Middle Ages, and was completely expelled into the vast sea by the Supreme Guanglong in the recent ancient times.

The Golden Body of Buddhism, as well as the names of the Great Sun Holy Body, the Dongzhou Divine Body, the Invincible Demon Body, the Human Immortal Body, and even all the magical powers of Buddhism, originated from the Golden Body.

For tens of millions of years, from the great Zen to the monks, all Buddhists have cultivated the Golden Body. After a long period of evolution, it has already suppressed other physiques.

In a fight, if the foundation had not been rebuilt in the past thousand years, the Xun Dao had been successful, and it would have formed when gathered and become wind when scattered, I am afraid that I would have been beaten on the spot by Emperor Amitabha!

In particular, there were two marquis-level Vajra monks beside Emperor Amitabha. When they joined forces, he was naturally no match.

The Vajra monks were the guardians of Buddhism. They were trained by the secret methods of the great Buddhists. They were the divine guards who could compete with the Golden Armor Guards of the Hegemony Imperial Court.

It is human, but not a living being, and is extremely magical.

A Vajra monk of the Marquis level must have the enlightenment of the Marquis level of Buddhism, and the blessing of the relics, which is much more difficult to deal with than a real Marquis level master.

"It turns out that it is not me who protects Sun En, but Sun En who protects me"

It was not until then that Qi Cang realized it in his heart.

He only encountered Feng Xingli once in a thousand years, which made him think that he was about to turn bad luck around, but it turned out to be an illusion

Feeling the Buddha's light fluctuations behind him like the sea of ​​stars, Qi Cang gritted his teeth, tore the void again, and went to the Holy Land of Dashi.

Whoosh~

The Buddha's light is like a tide, rendering the boundless sea of ​​clouds.

Emperor Amitabha stepped in the Buddha's light, like a bodhisattva on the road, a Buddha descending to the world, and there seemed to be thousands of monks chanting and the Buddha bells humming while walking.

It was extremely sacred and majestic.

On his side, two big monks were like Vajra, urging the Buddha's light to cross the sky, seemingly slowly, but actually fast to the top.

Even though Qi Cang tore the void again and again, he couldn't get rid of it at all.

"Buddha, this person's cultivation is extremely strong. There are only a few people in our Buddhist sect who can control him. Why do you want to attack him? But is there anything wrong with him?"

A Vajra monk asked.

Emperor Amitabha has a solemn appearance. Although she is born in a female appearance, she has the weight of Buddha. She stared at Qi Cang who was flying across the void in the distance, and a subtle flash in the depths of her eyes:

"I have cultivated the Cihang Pudu Dian to great success. Even if the monks of the same level see me for the first time, it is difficult for them to have malice towards me. This person is afraid of me when he sees me, and he must have evil in his heart."

Her words sounded extremely unreasonable. How could she provoke such a powerful enemy because of such a small matter?

However, the two Vajra monks had no objection. They believed in her very much. They nodded and urged the Buddha's light to go faster, forcing Qi Cang to speed up again and again, and he was in a mess.

But since he had encountered Feng Xinglie twice hundreds of years ago and narrowly escaped death, he had practiced Xundao Fengxing diligently, and he was much better at saving his life or escaping than before.

Emperor Amitabha urged the Buddha's light to cross, and his speed was faster, but he still dodged it again and again.

But Qi Cang had no joy in his heart, but felt more heavy: "These Buddhists are the most paranoid, I can't get rid of them at all"

"Huh?!"

Suddenly, Qi Cang's heart was shocked.

He looked up suddenly.

I only felt that there was endless light and heat gushing from a very far distance, and its momentum was as mighty as thousands of rivers running in the sky, and the clouds of 100,000 miles were rendered into a red gold color.

And in the endless strong wind and the whistling sea of ​​clouds, a man stood with his hands behind his back, his momentum was magnificent, and behind him was a big sun rising slowly.

The strength of his blood and qi was even stronger than Feng Xinglie hundreds of years ago, and even Emperor Amitabha who had been chasing him for many days!

"Why am I so unlucky?!"

The pursuers had not been shaken off yet, and there were masters blocking the way ahead. Even though Qi Cang's temperament had become much calmer, he couldn't help but feel depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

But in a moment, he found something wrong. The man in white, surrounded by the light and shadow like the sun, looked familiar.

"The Great Sun Emperor, Yuan Duxiu!!!"

Qi Cang's scalp was numb, and his heart was full of surging waves.

This is wrong!

This is absolutely wrong!

Although he didn't know when Yuan Duxiu was crowned as a marquis in his previous life, he remembered very clearly that this Great Sun Emperor was the last one to rise among the Ten Kings of Tongtian.

His real rise was after he experienced the siege of the Seven Heroes of the Star Sea and realized the 'Great Sun Qi Cannon' when he was at the end of his rope.

In the seven thousand years before that, he could never compare with the other nine people, and was even inferior to the Seven Heroes of the Star Sea!

But at this time, his momentum was so wild and domineering, surging and spreading, as vast as the sea, and even connected with the surrounding sky, it was simply at its peak!

“Huh.”

In the Buddha's light, Dimitra frowned slightly, raised his eyes slightly, and saw a great sun rising from the sea of ​​clouds. Its light was bright and reflected the great sun in the sky.

At first glance, it looks like there are two days in the sky!

"Holy Body of the Great Sun?"

The two Vajra monks looked at each other and took a step forward together, bursting out the mighty Buddha light, spreading and beating, colliding with the billowing masculine energy.

Boom!

It seems like stars are exploding in the sky!

The terrifying air waves billowed out in all directions, blooming like a world-shattering firework.

Under the terrifying collision, the Buddha's light dissipated and then swayed tens of thousands of miles away like a Cuju ball being beaten out.

Phew~

Dimitra raised one palm, chanted the Buddha's name softly, and set up a trembling barrier of Buddha's light.

Then I heard a pure voice as hot as the sun coming from the endless sea of ​​clouds: "This person has a connection with me and cannot be sent to the Buddha. If I offend him, someone will come to my door to apologize in person!"

Huhu~

That voice contained the aura of the Sun, and when it roared out, it actually suppressed the boiling clouds and ripples in the sky, and was transmitted to everyone's ears with incomparable clarity.

In the words, the person's posture was very low, but his momentum was extremely domineering, and no one could ignore it.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Yuan."

Dimituo clasped his hands together and chuckled: "I heard long ago that fellow Taoist Yuan has cultivated the Holy Body of the Great Sun. When I saw it today, it was really earth-shattering!"

Click~

The void shattered, and Qi Cang fell out of it, his expression extremely complicated.

Vaguely, he had a premonition.

This Yuan Duxiu's destiny must be strange. Disasters come first and blessings come later. If he makes a mistake, he may suffer disasters for him and cause his transformation!

This made him vomit blood even more uncomfortably. Their fates were connected, so why should they bear the disaster?

"How can it be earth-shattering if you achieve a small achievement?"

Yuan Duxiu stood in the sky, her hair and robes flying together, staring at Dimituo surrounded by the Buddha's light: "It is not comparable to the Buddha's son who became famous as a young man and took charge of Buddhism alone."

Amitabha, the Buddha's son in the vast sea, is undoubtedly the top master in the world.

According to Buddhism, this was the birth of the Buddha into the world, a proud son of heaven who was destined to become enlightened. Naturally, Yuan Duxiu had heard of this person's name.

The two complimented each other, but Qi Cang seemed to be an outsider.

He wanted to retreat, but two tyrannical wills locked onto him almost at the same time. If he tried to retreat, he would be met with a thunderous attack from the two men, a mixed doubles fight.

He could only grit his teeth and stand aside, waiting for the opportunity to move.

"It's just a false name."

Dimituo shook his head slightly and turned to look at Qi Cang: "The poor monk has been chasing this person for more than a month. Isn't it appropriate to let the poor monk retreat just because fellow Taoist Yuan said that this person has a connection with you?"

"This person is very important to Yuan Mou and cannot be allowed to fall into the hands of others."

Yuan Duxiu looked like the sun in the sky, with a calm expression, eyes as bright as fire, and a calm tone: "Whatever the Buddha wants, I will take over."

Power is the throne of the soul, and the soul sculpts power. The two are interdependent and indispensable.

After thousands of years of practice, he is no longer the young man who once knelt down in front of the grave and howled.

Even if he faced the most powerful Buddha in the world, Emperor Amitabha, he would not be afraid at all.

"Good, good!"

Dimitra nodded slightly, then turned his right palm clasped in front of his chest, tens of thousands of miles away in the void, and pushed out smoothly:

"I have thousands of magical powers in Buddhism, but this poor monk has only practiced this form of 'Great Compassionate Palm'. Now that I have chance to meet him, I will use this mudra to see the magical power of the Holy Body!"

Her voice was calm, and the palm prints were even more silent.

For a moment, endless Buddha light appeared in the world. Faintly, there seemed to be a Buddha's shadow outlined in the sky.

His body is majestic, as if penetrating the heaven and earth, and his high Buddha head passes through the atmosphere, as if entering the starry sky.

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Yuan Duxiu stared at the shadow of the majestic Buddha, and felt that his palm seemed to be so big that it was boundless. With his five fingers flexed and stretched, he seemed to have covered the sky and the sun, like the hand of God that controlled the lifeblood of all things.

"What a magical power!"

Yuan Duxiu's pupils shrank, and then he stepped forward.

boom!

Compared to Dimituo's silent palm, Yuan Duxiu's one step seemed to turn the world upside down!

"The Buddha has a palm practice, and I have a fist, which is just right for me to discuss with the Buddha!"

Yuan Duxiu let out a long roar, and a terrifying amount of blood energy swept across the sky like a cosmic storm, flattening the endless cloud flow.

The powerful aura shook the heaven and the earth, and the criss-crossing Dharma principles were like plucked strings, making a huge explosion like a starburst.

Boom!

The blood and energy like an endless ocean turned into thousands of dragons dancing wildly in the air, looking forward to their glory and showing their majesty.

However, under Yuan Duxiu's horizontal punch, the entire river turned into a burning 'sun' and faced the sky-covering Buddha's palm:

Great Sun Ten Thousand Dragons Fist!

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