Journey to the West: Writing Ten Thousand Worlds

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This knife, like the first ray of light before the opening of the heavens and the earth, the body of the knife is crystal clear, the beam of light is brilliant, and it is extremely terrifying.

“Be careful!”

Jiang Hao burst into drink, he just wanted to make a move, but found that Shakya Rulai was faster than him, and the Buddha Kingdom appeared in his palm, and then he slapped out a palm and cut across for nine days.

This palm is extraordinary, because this is a magical power: the Buddha country in the palm.

However, that day’s knife was even more terrifying, the blade was extremely sharp, directly cutting off the Buddha country, piercing the Buddha’s palm, and suddenly the golden Buddha blood splashed the heavens and the earth like rain.

“Shakya, what do you want to do? He wants to destroy the Buddha, why do he keep it! ”

The scorching sun above the Spirit Mountain revealed a golden crow shadow, which was the great sun.

“This is my disciple, life and death should also be decided by me, if the great sun comes, you have crossed the line!” Shakya Rulai said coldly, he exerted magical powers, and the injury between his palms recovered instantly.

“It’s up to you to decide whether you live or die, then I won’t interfere in this matter!” The sound of the great sun gradually faded, and the golden crow shadow on the scorching sun also dissipated.

However, listening to this tone, Da Ri Rulai is obviously not lightly angry.

“Why argue pointlessly!”

“When I was born, I was as bright as a lamp around me.”

A sound of Buddha, a bright lamp, burning lamp ancient Buddha broke through the sky.

As the Buddha speaks, everything is transformed and sincerely turned to the Buddha.

You can see with your own eyes that the boundless green grass is bent to the ground, the green trees are constantly shaking and worshiping the Buddha, and even the lifeless lake is rippling.

This is the Buddha’s Renren Sutra, also known as the Great Pudu Buddha Light, it is rumored that everything in heaven and earth can be transformed, the Buddha sound is in the ears, the Buddha light is through, and people will take refuge in my Buddha.

This secret technique is mysterious and powerful, which can turn a person with a different heart into a devout Buddhist protector, which is extremely against the sky, and Jiang Hao almost suffered this loss at the beginning.

Therefore, he formed a blood feud with Buddhism.

“Here it is again!”

Jiang Hao burst into drink, and he sacrificed “Fengyun”, “Ten Thousand Worlds Daily”, “Journey to the West” and other protection around his body, and they bloomed with brilliant light at the same time, emitting bursts of pleasant Confucian sounds.

However, Jiang Hao resisted, but Sun Wukong and Golden Cicada did not have such means, they all showed pain, and the Buddha qi around them continued to rise and fall.

“Meet the Burning Lantern Ancient Buddha!” Manjushri endured his injuries and bowed to him.

Burning lantern ancient Buddha, wearing a Buddha crown on his head, dazzling, engraved with a Buddha’s preaching map, majestic and sacred, with a stranded string of divine beads and beautiful jade, like a dragon coiled, branded with the shadow of the Buddha of the heavens, faintly heard a burst of chanting.

“Go back and heal your wounds!”

The Burning Lantern Ancient Buddha held the Buddha lamp and said lightly, and with a wave of his hand, he opened a void for Manjushri.

Manjushri saluted again, dragging his wounded body away.

“Chop!”

Jiang Hao didn’t have time to pay attention to them, he split the Five Finger Mountain with another knife, and released Sun Wukong!

“Give Zixia back!!!

Sun Wukong forcibly endured the Pudu Buddha light, he held the Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod, slowly stood up from the smoke and dust in the sky, his golden hair flashed, and his momentum dominated the Jedi.

“Give it back to me! Aaaaaa!!!a ”

Sun Wukong roared up to the sky and roared away the Pudu Buddha Light, and he jumped horizontally and galloped towards the sun and moon divine lamp that was fixed in the air.

“Idiot, since it is so painful, why not let it go!”

The Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha let out a soft sigh, and then indifferently struck, he held up the glass lamp, and this lamp burst out with thousands of white lights.

Sun Wukong did not flinch, he was unstoppable, the golden hole shot out golden light, and the Ruyi golden hoop rod in his hand was even more brilliant.

“Be careful!” Jiang Hao opened his mouth again to remind him, and with just one glance, he could see the extraordinary nature of the lamp.

If Jiang Hao is not mistaken, the lamp should be one of the four innate spirit lamps, known as: glass lamp, also known as the coffin palace lamp.

This lamp, there is a “gray flame” in the lamp, called “Nether Ghost Fire”, this fire goes straight to the netherworld, has the ability to show the life situation of the deceased (dead creatures), is the companion spirit treasure of the lamp, extraordinary.

Sure enough, before Jiang Hao expected, Sun Wukong was pierced by a ghost hole, golden blood splattered the sky, his defiant face was full of pain, and the injury was terrible.

“Is this the power of the innate spirit treasure?!!?” Jiang Hao’s heart tightened, and his gaze became solemn.

What is Innate Lingbao?

The treasure bred by heaven and earth is the innate spirit treasure.

Jiang Hao doesn’t have one in his hands now!

As for the Immortal Sword? That’s not an innate treasure, it’s an innate treasure!!!

“It’s really embarrassing!” Jiang Hao looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh.

Jiang Hao watched, he looked at Sun Wukong was still unyielding, he could not stand up, then even if he climbed, he had to climb over. What embarrassment?

Jiang Hao watched, he looked at the drop of golden blood, forming a long, long blood stain under Sun Wukong, how sad?

“Love and love in the world do have bitterness and sweetness, like love and hate in the sea of bitterness!”

“But, you hypocritical Buddhas, the practice of slashing all at once, really makes me very unhappy!!!

Jiang Hao raised the knife, the first form of the Tianwen Nine Swords, a knife slashed towards the burning lamp, the brilliant knife radiated across the sky, and the power was extraordinary.

“But mortal dust martial arts!”

Ran and other ancient Buddhas were very disdainful, and before the knife qi could get close, it was extinguished by the light of the glazed lamp.

“Don’t be rude to the ancient Buddha!”

“Your opponent, it’s me waiting!”

Puxian Bodhisattva, Dashi Zhi Bodhisattva, Sun and Moon Light Bodhisattva, Endless Intention Bodhisattva, and Baotanhua Bodhisattva walked out of Lingshan hand in hand, they were all extraordinary, followed by hundreds of arhats.

Among the arhats, the eighteen people in the front are the most, namely: His Holiness the Bindura Ravara – Zalu Arhat, His Holiness Canokadai – Joyful Arhat, Maitreya Venerable – Fuhu Arhat, Injata Venerable – Budai Arhat…………

“Go! Come on! Lao Sun doesn’t need your help! Sun Wukong turned around and shouted at Jiang Hao.

“Embarrassed dog, it’s better to lie on the ground obediently, don’t talk!”

Jiang Hao beckoned, and in an instant, a fairy ancient sword that looked like gold and non-gold, like jade and non-jade, was held in his palm.

The right hand holds the knife, the left hand holds the sword, it is the crazy knife dancing wildly, the crazy sword is dead!

“Don’t be too moved, because Buddha will cry!”

At this moment, Jiang Hao released all of him, his qi and blood were like Wang Yang, as if rising in that monstrous red sky, he stood on the nine heavens, looking down on the vast earth.

Although he is a golden immortal, his demeanor is peerless!

Jiang Hao has already made his attitude clear.

Without it, there is only a war!!! _

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