Chapter 929 The Peak of Lingshan Mountain
The strong wind stopped, the gaps shrank, and the void was half-solidified, like layers of glass.
Two huge figures faced off in the depths of the Lingshan Mountain. The dark gold body collided with the energy of the pitch-black skeleton, and bursts of "brightness" silently exploded in the mid-air.
"Bright" is like dew or electricity. Between birth and death, there seems to be an illusory world emerging, just like the bubbles of a dream.
The skeleton of the dark underworld flowing with pure white suddenly took a step. Suddenly, the entire spiritual mountain seemed to be trembling. The long blood-yellow river behind him, supported by Emperor Yincao and the Lord of the Underworld, suddenly boiled and roared.
Wow!
Amidst the illusory sound of water, the blood-yellow river spread and expanded, swallowing up the cracks and seeming to penetrate the deepest part of the Lingshan Mountain.
In the collapsed Buddhist temple, on the twists and turns of the road, Arhats, Heavenly Dragons, Bodhisattva Vajra, etc., surrounded by the evil aura of death fog, raised their heads at the same time.
Ten, a hundred, ten thousand... countless of their golden bodies were mottled with signs of decay, with traces of blood and tears remaining on their faces. The power contained in their Dharma bodies was majestic, and they all let out a deafening roar:
"Yellow Spring!"
The zombies transformed by the Arhat Bodhisattva flew up instinctively, and fell into the illusory long river of blood from all directions, up and down, densely packed and overwhelming, giving people the feeling that there are no more Buddhist monks in the three realms and ten directions!
Like them, the giant tiger spider whose body had rotted head by head also stepped into the "Long River of Hell" with a gray-white death air.
In just a short moment, Lingshan seemed to be completely emptied, the lifeless energy subsided, and the filth disappeared.
With the fusion of these Arhat relics, Bodhisattva relics, great demon remnants, and demon god remnants, the blood-yellow river quickly turned from illusion into reality, protruding from mid-air, with countless undead corpses floating and sinking in it, and the rushing water Hibiki gave the manipulator Meng Qi a subtle feeling that his memory and spirituality had been washed away!
It's hard to find a place more suitable for Huangquan's remains than Lingshan now, and its strength has more than doubled!
Facing Kasyapa's dark gold body, he smiled in a Zen way, and the dark "Yellow Spring" right hand bone formed into a fist, and struck the opponent hard. The real blood-yellow river suddenly rushed into the sky, poured out, and rushed with the fist, Just like the Milky Way falling into the sky!
Wow!
The blossoming Brahma flowers at Kasyapa's feet have withered, and the boundless pure land and the world of all directions can no longer be seen. The dark golden Dharma body is stained with a layer of gray and is slowly decaying, and the blooming light is covered with blood yellow. Devour them all.
"Hey!" Kasyapa Dharmakaya sighed softly, raised his right hand, touched his middle finger and thumb, and waved it out like a flower.
This finger is not the "holding a flower and smiling" of the Tathagata palm, nor is it the "flower-holding finger" created by Bodhidharma, but the "all things are empty" created by Kasyapa, which seems to be integrated with the "four elements are empty" of the Tathagata palm. and "all things are impermanent."
The dark golden finger pointed at the fist of Huang Quan's skeleton.
The void was self-generated and pure, and the long blood-yellow river suddenly changed, becoming transparent inch by inch, revealing an Arhat Bodhisattva, a demon king and a demon god, but they were shattered one after another like a dreamy bubble!
Life and death are impermanent, fleeting, and everything is empty!
boom!
The dark golden fingers collided with the white fists flowing in the darkness, and stood still in mid-air. The yellow blood of the "Yellow Spring" was fading away, and the countless tyrannical zombies absorbed were being destroyed, while Kasyapa was washed away by the long river, and the golden body gradually appeared mottled. The void in all directions shattered like glass.
As soon as the shattering passed, Meng Qi suddenly took to the air, moved his position, changed direction, and suddenly appeared in the distance, running towards the deepest part of Lingshan without looking back.
He left behind the bones of the underworld without feeling any distress, and controlled him from afar to fight against the remains of Kassapa.
The strong wind blew and more and more gaps appeared. Meng Qi quickly moved away from the battlefield. At this moment, a huge dark gold finger suddenly appeared and pointed at the center of his eyebrows.
This finger is shaped like a vajra pestle and is protected by eight heavenly dragons. It is extremely strong. In the fight with Huang Quan, Kasyapa was able to use a little strength to intercept Meng Qi, which shows his cultivation level in front of him!
Meng Qi's gaze was deep, his speed did not slow down, and he rushed forward. The dark gold finger suddenly trembled slightly, shifted slightly, and passed him strangely without hitting him.
What is powerful is destiny!
In particular, most of Kasyapa's power is tied up in Huangquan!
The dark road was winding and twisting, and Meng Qi ran farther and farther, and the feeling of thorns in his back slowly subsided.
At this point, he understood that he was free from the threat of Kasyapa.
But in the depths of the Lingshan Mountain, he did not dare to relax at all. Kasyapa passed away here, and he was likely to encounter powerful Bodhisattva Manjushri and Samantabhadra. They were stronger than most of the seven Buddhas in the past!
Not a Buddha, but better than a Buddha!
I don’t know whether it’s because the underworld skeleton was fused with more than 90% of the Dhammakaya zombies, or because there is something special in the deepest part of the Lingshan Mountain. After Meng Qi got rid of Kasyapa, he never encountered an Arhat, a Bodhisattva or a heavenly dragon with a mottled golden body. Seeing the huge demon king and demon god, the entire spiritual mountain seemed to become quiet all of a sudden, with only the distant shouts of the Monkey King echoing in the distance.
And this further accentuated the deathly silence around Meng Qi.
The sky and the earth were dark, with dense gaps, and strong winds tearing at his flesh. Meng Qi walked among them, feeling an everlasting loneliness, and even his shadow could not accompany him.
The long sword was still held in his right hand, and Meng Qi's face, reflected by the birth and death of thunder, showed a bit of depth, dignity and worry.
Walking and walking, Meng Qi didn't know how long he had been walking. It seemed that he had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers. Finally, his eyes lit up. He saw the golden hoop not far away that held up the sky and touched the ground, and saw the huge sunken A pit, a huge pit that can hold a city.
At this time, most of the thunder was extinguished, the green lotuses were withering, the surroundings were quite dark, and his senses were completely suppressed. Meng Qi could only vaguely sense that there were countless black gases flying in the center of the huge pit, like a group of demons dancing wildly, and at the boundaries and walls of the pit, There is a golden pure body around the huge pit in Shanghe that seems to be able to communicate with all the worlds. The majestic and terrifying power is not much worse than Kasyapa, but the rich filth and death have penetrated deeply into their bodies, making them They reveal corruption and evil!
"These should be the Buddhas who passed away in Lingshan Mountain in the past. There are more than a few hundred..." Meng Qi's heart moved, and he realized that he had indeed reached the deepest, core place.
This must be the top of Lingshan Mountain, where the Buddha taught the Dharma in the past.
Judging from their number, most of the Buddhas in the entire Saha Pure Land and even Buddhism may have passed away here!
What happened in the Battle of Lingshan in the past, that it could have such a tragic ending... Meng Qi knew that he was about to come face to face with the ancient myth, and he might be able to figure out what happened at that time.
What exactly did Ananda do that made the great sages and demon gods never forget it, and their resentment soared into the sky and will never diminish for eternity.
Boom!
Thunderbolts exploded, green lotuses bloomed, nebulae condensed, the Milky Way appeared, and the nearby scene suddenly became clear.
The golden hoop stuck in the center of the huge pit is indeed the golden hoop. There are thunders bursting nearby, green lotuses blooming, and black energy dancing wildly. Further outside, there are indeed huge golden Buddhas. They are like a forest of Buddha statues, vaguely connected. What a big formation it has become.
The golden bodies of these Buddhas are mottled on the surface, surrounded by gray air and black mist, and are full of the feeling of death and evil, but the meaning of great purity and great bliss still remains in the body.
There were blood stains on their faces, just like the two lines of bloody tears that had fallen.
"Buddhas also have tears, everyone has tears. What happened in the first place..."
As soon as Meng Qi's thoughts came to his mind, he heard the buzzing in the body of this golden Buddha, roaring with resentment into the sky:
"Ananda!"
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The world of gods.
Under the leadership of Meng Qi, Kong Zhao traveled through vassal states one after another, saw many things, and the ideas in his heart became more and more formed.
He looked at the sleeping teacher in the carriage and thought to himself: "The teacher's questions are always just right, allowing me to truly summarize my thoughts, combine the books I have studied, vague ideas and reality, and slowly form a different The ideas of other great sages are really good teachers. They are indeed very knowledgeable and insightful, like a dragon flying in the sky. "
"But why don't you really give me guidance and always keep silent? Are you planning to wait for an opportunity and wait for my theory to be completely self-consistent?"
Kong Zhao couldn't hold himself back and wanted to seek the teacher's advice.
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"Ananda!"
When the Buddha's voice of resentment reached his ears, Meng Qi was as stunned as in a dream.
Ananda? Is it not the demons but the Buddhas in Lingshan who have resented Ananda for eternity? Meng Qi's hair suddenly stood up, and a chill invaded his body.
He betrayed the Saha Pure Land, but why was he still being hunted by the Demon Saint?
What is his obsession?
Ananda was not just as simple as turning into a demon Buddha later!
While his thoughts were rising and falling, Meng Qi looked at the golden Buddha in front of him, his eyes twinkling.
At this moment, a blue lion walked out from inside, with a white and crystal-clear Bodhisattva sitting cross-legged on it.
"Manjusri Bodhisattva..." Meng Qi's heart tightened, and then he saw the man held by the lion.
"Zhiwei!"
Jiang Zhiwei's face was pale and her eyes were lifeless. Her clothes were grabbed by the lion and she could not move.
At the same time, the white heavenly dragon and the golden-winged roc also walked out of the "forest" formed by the golden Buddha, throwing Ruan Yushu and Zhao Heng in front of them.
They were similar to Jiang Zhiwei, unable to struggle or even blink, and looked at Meng Qi with hidden anxiety.
Deep in the huge pit, an indifferent voice came vaguely:
"Swing the knife in your heart and see if you can save them."
"Or you can live or die."
Hearing these two words, Jiang Zhiwei struggled violently, her mouth was pounding, and her head was shaking at an insignificant degree, as if she wanted Meng Qi to ignore herself and others, so that Qingshan would not have to worry about having no firewood, and there would be more firewood in the future. Chance of resurrection.
However, she was held by the green lion, her head could not be clearly shaken, and her voice could not come out. Her crystal eyes were filled with anxiety, and a layer of mist filled the air.
Sweat, the power was out for more than half an hour.
Well, the rest of the plot is completely in my mind. I will update it tomorrow!