Chapter 1576 Yuan Shen Golden Lotus Flame

Chapter 1576 Yuan Shen Golden Lotus Flame

"Amitabha Buddha, the golden bone relics are the remains of our senior monks from the Pagoda Buddhist Temple when they ascended. They condensed the power of his essence and blood, which is comparable to the ninth-level essence and blood pill. You demon monks covet the golden bone relics, just to pay homage to them. Holy Ancestor Wu Lin wants to take credit, but Holy Ancestor Wu Lin has not come in person, so he seems to be looking down on our pagoda temple. "

"Hey, Tafo Temple is ranked at the bottom among the top 100 upper temples. The White Buddha Temple, which is ranked thirteenth, was wiped out by the Holy Ancestor's unparalleled magic power. Not to mention you, if you are sensible, please hand over your gold as soon as possible. The bone relics can also save your lives." Among the demonic clouds, a man in black robes loomed, and the voice came from his mouth.

Xiao Lin's slow walking pace also stopped. When he heard the golden bone relics, his heart was moved. He had also heard of these Buddhist relics, which were left behind by eminent Buddhist monks when they were enthroned.

Among them, the golden bone relics are the highest-grade relics in the Buddhist sect. They were transformed into the burning fire when the Lord Buddha ascended. Because when the monks of the Buddhist sect ascended, it was the golden body that enveloped the soul and ascended to the fairy world, and the physical body was It is left over. If this body is burned by the fire of Wushang Buddha, it can be refined into a relic, which is a golden bone relic.

Because it is formed from the essence and blood of Lord Great Sun Buddha's whole body, the power of energy and blood contained in it is extremely amazing, comparable to the highest level ninth-level essence and blood pill.

Xiao Lin thought of this, and suddenly his heart moved. He thought of the Holy Ancestor Wulin. The Holy Ancestor Wulin is the body of a true demon, and his demon soul is also the soul of a true demon. Even the body of the Holy Ancestor may not be able to carry its power. Huge power, so he must temper his body in order to be able to withstand more power.

This person came to seize the golden bone relic in order to donate it to the Holy Ancestor Wulin. It seems that the demon is at home in Guyang Continent. The demonic path here is very powerful, but it gives him fertile soil for development. As long as he is given enough With time, I'm afraid it's not impossible to regain the combat power he had when he came down to earth.

This made Xiao Lin a little worried. If he allowed it to develop, wouldn't he one day go to the Holy Moon Continent and seek revenge on himself?

Xiao Lin just thought about it. With his current strength, he was not enough to deal with this devil.

While Xiao Lin was thinking, a dazzling golden light emerged from the pagoda temple. Within the golden light was a hundred-foot-long golden god, who was activating the Buddha's power to shoot out towards the dark clouds in the sky with one palm.

I saw the dazzling golden palm print growing rapidly, and soon it grew to a size of hundreds of feet, rolling up the golden Buddha cloud that filled the sky, and headed towards the demonic energy.

Seeing that the golden palm print was still dozens of feet away from the demon cloud, two giant hands suddenly stretched out from the demon cloud, and actually tore the demon cloud apart and split it into two, revealing a hundred-foot demon god. The color is copper, his eyes are like a leader, he has a lion's mouth and an eagle nose, and his right hand full of muscles punches out.

The moment the fist was punched out, the wind swept through the remaining clouds, and the demonic energy in the sky gathered on the fist in a top shape, and then collided with the golden Buddha's palm.

"Hmph"

Amidst the roar, there was a muffled groan, and the golden palm print instantly fell apart and flew in all directions. The hundred-foot demon god also retreated dozens of feet away in the void, but he had no intention of retreating. Instead, he became extremely angry. He suddenly stepped out, and countless tiny demon gods floating in the void were sucked into his mouth like wind and clouds. The demonic energy rolling around his body was even worse than before.

At the same time, he stretched out the five fingers of his right hand and slowly grabbed it towards the void in front of him. The void in front of him was instantly shrouded in demonic energy. Countless demon gods, large and small, roared and gathered together with the demonic energy. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a rod. A hundred-foot black spear.

The demon grabbed the black spear and fired it fiercely in the direction of the Tafo Temple.

Weng

The golden light filled the Pagoda Temple and gathered together. Then the sound of chanting vibrated in the void. A large swath of golden light gathered over the Pagoda Temple into a golden mask, covering the entire mountain peak.

As soon as all this was completed, the black spear fell from the sky and stabbed hard on the golden light shield.

"Boom"

The golden light shield suddenly collapsed, accompanied by the screams of countless disciples of the Pagoda Buddha Sect. Some of the low-cultivation ones even exploded and died on the spot. Many others were spitting blood, with horrified expressions on their faces. expression.

Only the white-browed old monk in the center still sat upright with his eyebrows bowed, with golden light floating around his body, as motionless as a mountain.

But as the black spear suddenly exploded, countless demon gods flew back, the demonic energy rolled and flew in all directions, instantly tearing apart the golden light above the pagoda temple, and the white-browed old monk was also shaken. Shaking, with a muffled groan, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Amitabha, evil obstacle, today I have worked hard for thousands of years to cultivate, but I will make you pay a heavy price." The white-browed old monk's eternal state of mind was also filled with unknown anger. He clasped his hands together and chanted again. After reading the scriptures, as the scriptures surged, large golden runes appeared on his body.

Dense red light spots also appeared in the surrounding void. The red light spots converged towards the golden runes. Each light spot merged into a rune. As the light spots merged, the golden runes suddenly turned into one. A ball of golden flame.

Countless red light spots gathered within the golden runes and turned into golden flames that filled the sky, sweeping towards the demonic clouds all over the sky like a tsunami.

The white-browed old monk spat out a mouthful of blood again, and his face turned pale. He endured the serious injuries and pointed a finger on his eyebrows, and saw a golden lotus slowly appearing between his eyebrows. As soon as the golden lotus appeared, it turned into a long string of phantoms and shot into the golden flame.

The golden flame suddenly came to life, and as it rolled, it turned into a golden fireman hundreds of feet in size, and rushed straight into the demonic clouds in the sky.

"Is this the golden lotus flame of the primordial spirit? You actually do not hesitate to use the primordial spirit as oil, the power of Buddha as fire, and the rules of fire that you have comprehended, to turn it into this golden lotus flame of the primordial spirit? Do you know that even if you can defeat me, you It will also destroy both form and spirit, disappearing into thin air.”

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? The devil will not be destroyed, and I will never become a Buddha. Today's pagoda temple will be your burial place."

After the white-browed old monk said these words, his body was actually burning with raging golden flames. However, there was no pain at all on the old monk's face, but he slowly closed his eyes.

Above the void, the huge golden fireman roared violently, and circles of golden flames centered on him, spreading out in all directions. Wherever they passed, the demonic clouds disappeared, and even the countless people in the demonic soul banner The demon god also wailed and roared under the golden flames, but that was all, and turned into ashes and disappeared.

At this time, the man in black robe was also revealed in the demon cloud. As the first golden flame swept past, the black robe on his body instantly turned into fly ash, revealing a man in his forties with a ferocious face. The face was that of a burly middle-aged man.

At this moment, his face was distorted, as if he was enduring endless pain. The nine demon soul flags surrounding him had all shrunk to three feet in size, with a huge figure of the demon god emerging on each of them, followed by circles of golden flames. Sweeping past, the Demon Soul Banner also released countless demon gods to resist. Unfortunately, how could these low-level demon gods withstand the flames ignited by the white-browed old monk with the power of the soul Buddha? They were turned into ashes under the golden flames.

However, there are countless demon gods in the Demon Soul Banner. This Demon Soul Banner is the supreme treasure of the demonic path. Later, it was re-refined by the Holy Ancestor Wu Lin and used the blood and souls of countless creatures to create countless demon gods. It can be said that as long as the master The devil is immortal. No matter how many of these little devils die, it won't have any impact. At worst, they can just massacre a few cities in the future and re-sacrifice them.

The middle-aged man obviously saw this and murmured something. The nine demon soul flags instantly gathered around him and wrapped him in the center. Obviously he knew that he was no match for the giant golden flame man, so he activated the demon soul flags and carried out the attack. defense.

As long as he can withstand the attack of the golden flames, and when his soul is burned out, that is, when the old monk disappears into smoke, he will still be able to kill the entire pagoda temple and seize the golden bone relics.

Although the nine demon soul flags in his hand have killed countless little demon gods, as long as he can obtain the golden bone relic, it will still be a great achievement. The Holy Ancestor Wu Lin will not blame himself, but if there is no After returning from work, not to mention whether he could escape with his life saved, even if he escaped sadly, he would still have to face the endless anger of the Black Scale Saint Ancestor in the future, and his end would only be more miserable than dying under the golden flames.

The huge golden flame man carries the soul, Buddha power and the power of rules that the white-browed old monk has worked hard for tens of thousands of years. It is so powerful. If it weren't for the nine-pole demon soul flag refined by the Wulin Saint Ancestor, the middle-aged demon monk would have died. undoubtedly.

Seeing that the golden flames he emitted could not harm the foundation of the Demonic Soul Flag, the golden flame giant was obviously planning to make a desperate move. He looked up to the sky and roared, and the endless power of fire rules poured into his body from all directions.

At this moment, he exerted the power of rules to the extreme. Under everyone's shocked eyes, his huge body actually condensed into a palm-sized golden lotus. This golden lotus dragged a long golden tail flame, In an instant, he arrived in front of the middle-aged demonic monk.

The nine-pole demon soul flags immediately emitted a large amount of demonic light, and a trace of true demonic energy surged out of it. Endless little demons gathered in it, and the howls of ghosts and gods turned into a black barrier in front of the middle-aged demonic monk.

"Bald Donkey, this is the demon soul flag re-refined by the Holy Ancestor Wu Lin. It contains the true demonic energy of the demon world. How can you break it? Your death will become meaningless, hehe."

Just when his face was full of pride, the golden lotus had already hit the black barrier.

"Bang"

The void was shaken, and the next moment, the golden lotus exploded directly, and endless golden flames swept across the void. Countless demons exploded under the golden flames, turning into demonic energy and dissipating without a trace. His true demonic energy could not withstand the white-browed old monk’s tens of thousands of hard work.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Lin, who was halfway up the mountain, was filled with admiration. In his opinion, the Buddhist monks were extremely hypocritical, and the way they cultivated was ultimately just to plunder the souls of mortals, but they, the Buddhist Bodhisattvas, were actually Buddhist monks. The most steadfast supporters of Tao, even they themselves were moved by themselves and did not hesitate to die as martyrdom.

At this point, even Xiao Lin admired himself as a Buddha.

However, Xiao Lin also understood that few people in the Buddhist Sect knew that the power of faith they collected was actually plundering the soul power of mortals. Of course, only those loyal believers who believed in the Buddhist Sect throughout their lives could Their soul power will be robbed, and they will eventually disappear. Originally, there were very few people like this, but in the Guri Continent where Buddhism is prevalent, there are many such people.

I don’t know what he would think if the martyred white-browed old monk in front of him knew that the Buddhism he upheld all his life would lead to the death of mortals.

It’s just that in the Buddhist sect, no one believes this. After all, after mortals die, the true spirit reenters reincarnation. This is a mythical legend. Even the existence of the Netherworld is controversial. Although Xiao Lin can feel that those believers Their soul power is greatly weakened, but after their death, the true soul cannot re-enter the reincarnation. This is also his guess. It cannot be supported, and naturally it is impossible to promote it. Not to mention those crazy mortals, even the Buddhist sect The monk himself would definitely not believe it.

Anyway, Xiao Lin is on the path of cultivating immortals, and he will not do the thankless task of digging into people's ancestral graves.

Moreover, Buddhist monks believe in the theory of cause and effect and reincarnation. They believe that as long as they die protecting the Tao, their true souls will be reincarnated and reincarnated as humans, and they can also carry forward the merits of the previous life, thus going one step further. This principle is even Those Mahavira Buddhas and Bodhisattvas also firmly believe in it. As for whether it is true, I am afraid only the many Mahavira Buddha masters in the Mahabodhi Temple know.

The powerful blow launched by the white-browed old monk was indeed shocking. Even the nine-pole demon soul banner of the Black Scale Saint Ancestor was no match. After the golden lotus exploded, the demon cloud was annihilated, and the nine-pole demon soul banner mastered the demon god. Seeing that the situation was not good, he instantly returned to the Demonic Soul Flag, shrunk to a size of a few inches, and escaped on his own as a few rays of black light flashed by, leaving behind the stunned middle-aged Demonic monk.

Although the middle-aged demonic monk was also a demonic Mahayana and an ancestor, he was at a loss for a moment when faced with the white-browed old monk's self-sacrifice attack. The betrayal of the Demonic Soul Banner left him with no time to react. , was swallowed up by the endless golden flames.

The shrill howl only sounded for a moment, and his body turned into nothingness under the golden flames.

The magic cloud dissipated, and the pagoda temple, which was extremely embarrassed, returned to calm. The white-browed old monk was completely burned at this moment, but a pale white thumb-sized crystal was revealed on the ground where he was sitting cross-legged. It was his essence. Relics made of blood.

It's just that with his cultivation, he is still unable to condense the golden bone relics, but this crystal is also an extremely rare Buddha relic, and its efficacy is at least the level of a seventh-level top-quality blood essence pill.

Xiao Lin, who transformed into a middle-aged Confucian scholar, originally wanted to discuss scriptures and Taoism with the monks of Tafo Temple, but he did not expect that it would end like this. ()

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