Chapter 550 Bodhisattva Guangfa!

"Slip away!"

Feeling the murderous intent surging between heaven and earth, Chu Xun also pulled away. This trip to Florida was originally intended to seduce Samantabhadra, but now that the big fish has taken the bait, there is no reason to stay.

"Buzz!"

As soon as he took the step, he felt that his vision suddenly went dark, and before his eyes darkened, Chu Xun seemed to see a venerable big-eared monk wearing a red cassock coming here barefoot. He was different from the previous Buddhist quasi-emperors, but It was like he came out of thin air, and even Chu Xun didn't notice any trace of him.

I saw this big-eared monk coming and softly reciting the Bible.

"Amitabha!"

"Florida!"

"Banned!"

"Forbidden!"

"Forbidden sight!"

"Forbidden Escape!"

"Forbidden perception!"

Every time he spoke, Chu Xun felt that he was disconnected from time. Although he was in Florida, he had no sense or awareness of himself. A premonition emerged in his heart. The terrifying great monk was coming, and he was no longer an ordinary person. At the level of Xian Bodhisattva, this person is at least in the late quasi-emperor stage, even comparable to Emperor Qin!

Words and deeds are prohibited.

Confucianism's speech laws were subsequently abolished.

Forbidden.

Unable to take a step.

Forbidden sight.

There was darkness in front of me and I lost my bearings.

Escape.

All escape techniques are blocked.

Forbidden to perceive.

The connection between heaven and earth is completely lost.

Like a puppet.

Standing there blankly.

Buddhism.

Great forbidden technique!

"Guangfa Bodhisattva!"

"Guangfa Bodhisattva!"

"Amitabha!"

A group of Buddhist Bodhisattva Arhats who were previously blocked also solemnly saluted the big-eared monk with an extremely upright expression. In the absence of the Buddha, the Guangfa Bodhisattva is the representative of Buddhism and the only existence second to the Buddha. The Dharma has condensed into eleven statues, and it is only one step away from becoming a Buddha.

His arrival not only made these Buddhist Arhats and Bodhisattvas with blazing murderous intentions hear their thoughts, but also stared blankly at the man in green shirt who looked like a wood sculpture, and said coldly: "How to deal with it?"

"Amitabha!"

The big-eared monk's eyes were filled with the wisdom of the Buddha, and his eyes were kind. He chanted the Buddha's name softly, and before he could even utter the complete words in his mouth, he saw the man in green shirt...disappear.

"The art of space!"

Chu Xun said softly.

"Bo!"

His figure.

In an instant.

Disappear here.

"Uh...!" All the quasi-emperors in the field were stunned. Seeing the man in green shirt who was able to escape despite Guangfa Bodhisattva's ban on everything, they all showed shock, and Guangfa Bodhisattva's wise Buddha eyes He showed a strange look and chanted the name of the Buddha: "This is not the space technique practiced in our world!"

His Buddhist prohibitions.

Ban everything.

However, all the great avenues practiced in this world will be prohibited, and even some of the Confucian bragging skills are based on this 'Buddhist Forbidden Technique'.

"Then hurry up and chase him!" A Buddhist arhat was impatient. The murderer was nearby and could watch him slip away. If he broke into Buddhism and killed a Bodhisattva, he could still escape. If word spread, how could Buddhism have the face to gain a foothold in Jiuzhou? His face was slapped.

"Not urgent!"

Guangfa Bodhisattva shook his head slightly and said: "The first step is to save Samantabhadra Bodhisattva."

"Everyone is dead!"

"My soul is completely destroyed!"

"Heaven is in sorrow!"

"How can we save him!"

There are Buddhist Bodhisattvas showing sorrow.

"Amitabha!" Guangfa Bodhisattva remained silent. He raised his hands and muttered some complicated Sanskrit words. Then he lightly tapped his fingertips toward the sky in front of him. The entire void rippled like ripples, and the long river of time even more so. Looming from it, scenes of mottled scenes appeared.

From when Chu Xun came here to when Samantabhadra Bodhisattva appeared here, everything emerged, and a big hand reached into the river of time and slowly fished it out, as if to fish Samantabhadra Bodhisattva out of the river of time.

"ah?"

As a Buddhist monk, he was stunned. He stared at this scene with a little disbelief, thinking in his heart: Can this be like this? Can you be fished out of the river of time after death?

This kind of behavior was only recorded in ancient books in the past. Even if the Buddha wanted to do it, it would be difficult, but Guangfa Bodhisattva was actually doing this, which still shocked them.

"Samantabhadra cannot be saved, and the poor monk only tried to fish out a strand of his remnant soul, and reincarnate him together with the enthroned golden elixir relic to see if it is possible to return to cultivation!" Guangfa Bodhisattva said, he He didn't dare to directly intercept and fish out Samantabhadra. It seemed scary at the moment, but in fact he was fishing for a ray of remnant soul.

"Huh?"

distance.

Chu Xun, who was disappeared by the great movement of the Space Book, suddenly appeared in a Buddhist desert. He didn't know where he was, but he was lucky to have mastered some of the abilities of the 'Beast of Time and Space', otherwise there would be nowhere to escape under that ban. , but there is a feeling in the dark, and there are ripples in my heart.

In an instant.

Blessing to the soul.

Immediately.

Anger arose in my heart.

The Samantabhadra Bodhisattva was the one he came to hunt at the risk of his own life. He finally killed him and if I let you get it back again, wouldn't it be in vain? Anger arose in my heart, and my fingertips were pointing towards the point of nothingness, "Time is together." 'He can do the same, and he can't help but be even more proficient.

The beast of time and space.

Is it for nothing?

"Crack!"

The eyes of Guangfa Bodhisattva, who was concentrating on fishing, were slightly focused. The picture in front of him was momentarily mottled and broken, like a mirror, and the means he used were frozen there for an instant.

Time and space are shattered.

The screen collapsed.

The remaining wisp of soul on his palm also dissipated. It was the last ray of soul left by Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. It also completely dispersed in the world, submerged into the long river of time, and was directly overturned and submerged by the waves.

"Puxian!"

There was a Bodhisattva who had a good relationship with Samantabhadra. His voice was trembling, and then real collapse came over him. He said in a trembling voice: "Samantabhadra...is he dead?"

"Amitabha!"

Guangfa Bodhisattva took a deep breath and stood barefoot, with a complex expression on his face. He used his great supernatural power to cross the long river of time to pick up a ray of the remnant soul of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. If he borrowed the relics to be reincarnated and rebuilt, he might not be able to return to Buddhism and return to Buddhism. The original body, the enlightened Bodhisattva, and even the great enlightenment in reincarnation have a slight chance of achieving the status of Buddha.

But now there was nothing. He raised his hands to ten and recited the Buddhist sutra of salvation. After a moment, he opened his wise Buddha eyes, containing a ray of life, and said: "Little donor, you have gone too far!"

"Bo!"

Take a step across.

The figure disappeared into thin air.

"Uh-huh!"

In front of Chu Xun, the big-eared monk with bare feet and cassock appeared out of thin air.

"I'll go too!" The remaining monks got up and chased after them. On the contrary, the monks in this small town were all stunned. What happened today was like a book from heaven. A demon came disguised as a monk, and a Bodhisattva came in person but was Devoured by the devil, the holy monks and arhats of Zhuling Mountain descended one after another and joined forces to chase the evil!

This short day was quickly compiled into a story and biography by the monks here. The vivid description became one of the Buddhist stories.