He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 436 The Taoist Master of This Generation
The Buddha put his palms together, trapping the sword energy in between.

It is difficult to cause much damage to it if the rumbling noise continues.

An arrow flew over, pierced deeply into the Buddha's palms, and then exploded with a loud bang.

That was the Holy Soldier Arrow shot by Jiang Lin, and the Buddha's palm defense was immediately greatly weakened.

The sword energy was so powerful that it cut his palm into countless cuts like a knife.

A large amount of blood flowed, and after falling to the ground, it turned into countless bloody people who rushed towards Jiang Lin, Ma Ningyan and others.

The fishy smell was overwhelming and nauseating.

The strength of these blood men is roughly at the third or fourth level of Yuanwu Realm.

For Ma Ningyan and others, it is nothing to be afraid of.

Just looking at the huge body of the Buddha, if every part of his body could turn into a bloody man like this, how long would it take to kill?
Jiang Lin slashed a few bloody men with his sword, watching them turn into pus and blood and seep into the ground, and he vaguely understood something.

He immediately drew out a Bai Ze Holy Arrow and shot it forward.

Using Bai Ze's Holy Weapon Arrows to deal with these bloody people in the Yuanwu Realm is like using a butcher knife to kill a fly.

A path was cleared in an instant, and Jiang Lin immediately rushed forward with a knife in hand, arriving in front of the Sumeru Wheel at the fastest speed.

When Jiang Lin saw the magical weapon Xumi Wheel again, his disgust deepened.

He still had a question in his mind: if it was because he came to this era that precious weapons, spiritual weapons, and even magical weapons appeared.

So where did the Buddha’s magic weapon, the Sumeru Wheel, come from?

Who created such an evil weapon?
The size of the Sumeru Wheel at this moment is much larger than when Jiang Lin first saw it, like a mountain.

Mountains, sea, wind, water, gold, several layers rotate endlessly.

Each layer is like a world.

Jiang Lin passed the wind wheel and the water wheel and headed straight for the golden wheel.

There was a golden divine light surging in his eyes, and there was a faint sense of urgency that was about to burst out.

The Buddha seemed to have sensed something as well. He clasped his palms together, completely obliterating the sword energy and the holy arrows of the supervisory soldiers, and then slapped towards Jiang Lin.

That huge and boundless palm brought up a strong wind and flew over like a mountain.

The terrifying power is frightening.

Although Ma Ningyan didn't know what Jiang Lin was going to do, she was clear about one thing.

You cannot defeat the Buddha with your own strength.

If you want to destroy the Buddhist kingdom, you can only rely on Jiang Lin.

Because even though she had seen the true Dao Wu realm, in Ma Ningyan's heart, those people could not be compared with her Grandpa Hong.

Although Daowu Realm is strong, it can see through things.

Only Jiang Lin still makes her feel as if he is shrouded in a layer of fog.

Every time I think the fog has dissipated, I find that only one layer of it has dissipated.

Ma Ningyan flashed in front of the Buddha's palm without hesitation, shouted loudly, and slashed out with the sword energy with all her strength.

The power of Xu Wanqun and others has not dissipated and is still concentrated on her.

The sword energy that surpasses the peak of the Divine Martial Realm cannot be ignored even by the Buddha.

The giant palm collided with the sword energy, and unimaginable power exploded in the air.

The Buddha's palm was cut again, and the thick blood flowed onto the ground, turning into strange bloody men.

Ma Ningyan was also hit by the aftermath of the force. She groaned, vomited blood, and flew backwards.

"Commander-in-Chief!" Xu Wanqun and others exclaimed and subconsciously ran towards her.

Before Ma Ningyan even hit the ground and spit out all the blood in her mouth, she shouted, “Stop him!”

Seeing words and blood spurting out of her mouth, Xu Wanqun and others gritted their teeth and stood in front of the Buddha's giant palm.

They kept swinging out sword energy, knife energy, spear energy and so on. They were not weak at all. After such a desperate attack, the Buddha's giant palm was immediately injured.

At this time, Jiang Lin had already landed on the golden wheel.

The golden essence in the body gushed out from his left eye and transformed into a golden dragon several dozen feet long, which drilled into the ground.

In an instant, the entire Sumeru Wheel began to vibrate violently.

In Jiang Lin's consciousness, he could clearly sense that the golden dragon transformed from the golden essence was wreaking havoc everywhere in the golden wheel.

It bit and swallowed it with big mouthfuls, leaving the golden wheel full of holes.

If this continues, it will be completely destroyed.

The golden wheel is one of the foundations of the Sumeru Wheel. If it is destroyed, the power of this magical weapon will be greatly reduced.

The Buddha who was blocked had all his clothes taken off, revealing his blood-red body.

The blood color became even more intense, and even the Buddha's light was dyed red.

The originally indifferent face was now covered in blood and burning with raging flames.

However, as the flames had just started, a fiery red dragon several dozen feet long flew out from Jiang Lin's right eye.

This was transformed from the spirit of fire, and it headed straight for the raging flames.

Wherever it passed, the flames melted as quickly as ice and snow.

hum-

The Sumeru Wheel made a dull sound, shaking the entire Mount Sumeru.

Countless rocks fell down, smashing the figure on the mountain into meat paste.

Even the soldiers who were transporting young children and women at the foot of the mountain changed their expressions and quickly led their men to escape.

On the top of the mountain, the Buddha ignored the fiery red dragon that was constantly melting the flames.

His eyebrows and beard were like fire, his fangs were sharp, his tongue was curled, and his eyes were wide open.

Two weapons appeared in his hands, one was a golden bell and the other was a vajra.

It was all covered in flames, and was obscured by a blue-black aura.

Ma Ningyan fell to the ground and looked at the hideous Buddha, feeling a heart-wrenching fear.

Is this the true face of Buddha?

The golden bell swayed, and immediately the space around it vibrated. Several first- and second-rank military officers of the Divine Martial Realm who were closer screamed, and then their bodies exploded and died.

The vajra fell from the sky, and several military officers of the third and fourth ranks of the Divine Martial Realm were crushed into pulp by the weapon that was like a towering pillar.

Ma Ningyan's face changed drastically when she saw the vajra being lifted up and thrown towards Jiang Lin.

She knew in her heart that the Buddha must have felt threatened because of his sudden and drastic change.

Stop him!
He must be stopped!
Even though she was seriously injured by the previous attack, Ma Ningyan still gritted her teeth and swallowed the blood in her mouth.

Then she took a deep breath, flew up, and swung her knife at the vajra.

As a result, as soon as the sword was swung out, he felt an unimaginable force coming at him.

The Buddha had already stood up at this moment, and with his right leg as thick as a mountain, he easily swept Ma Ningyan away.

Ma Ningyan's body was like a tiny mosquito or fly. She flew directly out of the peak and then fell down the mountain.

"Commander-in-Chief!" a military officer exclaimed.

Xu Wanqun and others did not shout, but they yelled and rushed towards the Buddha.

What Ma Ningyan can see, they can also see.

Everyone understood that the Buddha must be stopped before Jiang Lin finished his task.

However, the Buddha seemed to be completely enraged, revealing this horrifying appearance.

Even though Xu Wanqun and others have the strength of the peak of the Divine Martial Realm, they are no match for him.

If the golden bell shakes, even if the person doesn't explode and die, his combat power will be greatly reduced.

The Vajra was indestructible. Even a Saint-level weapon would be deformed or even destroyed if it collided with it. In a short while, many people died or were injured. Many were swept away like Ma Ningyan and fell down the mountain.

There are only a few left who can remain at the top.

Seeing that no one could help him anymore, the Buddha's vajra hit this side fiercely.

Jiang Lin drew out the Holy Soldier Arrow of the Supervisor Soldier and shot it without thinking.

As soon as the arrow was shot, he felt his whole body tighten and his heart beat rapidly.

"The gold essence and the fire essence manifested at the same time. The burden is too great. If this continues, Renjian Ruhua will not be able to bear it!"

It was unclear whether others could feel it or not, but in Jiang Lin's field of vision, cracks had begun to appear in this world, and things in the distance seemed a little blurry.

These are all signs that the [Picturesque World] effect is about to collapse.

The only way is to take back the gold essence and fire essence.

However, the golden dragon was still destroying the golden wheel, while the fiery red dragon was melting the flames.

The holy soldier's arrow collided with the vajra, making a loud bang, and one end of the vajra was directly broken off.

It worked!
However, the next moment, Jiang Lin was shocked to see that the vajra was recovering rapidly.

Countless blood and energy rose from under the Buddha's body and poured into his body.

During this process, the damaged parts of the vajra were repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jiang Lin's heart sank. It was just as he had guessed.

The power of the Buddha comes from the Sumeru Wheel. If the Sumeru Wheel is not destroyed, even if the Buddha is chopped into pieces, this thing can be reborn!
When the golden blue dragon and the fiery red dragon were wreaking havoc, Jiang Lin sensed that the power of the Buddha had weakened, but the speed was not fast enough.

Or maybe it's because the power of the Sumeru Chakra is being replenished in some way.

Jiang Lin glanced down the mountain out of the corner of his eye.

He sensed the figures on the mountain, and the speed at which his blood essence was being extracted increased significantly.

Even because many bodies were directly swallowed by the mountain, a large amount of blood and energy continued to flow into the top of the mountain and poured into the Sumeru Wheel.

Jiang Lin's heart sank even more. On Mount Xumi, there were millions of lost lambs.

If Xumi Chakra can use them as reinforcements at any time, doesn't it mean that he is fighting against millions of people at the same time?
At this time, the Buddha's vajra had been repaired.

Even the Buddha's light and flames were replenished and became more vigorous.

The essence, blood and bodies of millions of people give the Sumeru Wheel an almost infinite source of power in a short period of time.

Unless it can be destroyed in an instant, it will be consumed to death.

Jiang Lin clenched the Sun-Chasing Bow in his hand. It was his most powerful weapon.

He has the confidence to challenge even a strong man who has concentrated his Dao heart.

But facing a monster like the Buddha, the Sun-Chasing Bow seems not enough.

"If only there were more black red divine sand, we could burn the entire Xumi Mountain clean and see how it can be replenished!"

Unfortunately, this kind of thing can only be thought about. The previously created Xuanchi magic sand has been used up, and there is not a single grain left.

The Buddha had a ferocious face and was shaking a golden bell in one hand, and the sound of a demon was like a life-claiming sound.

In the other hand, the vajra was raised and dropped from the sky.

Even before it arrived, Jiang Lin could feel the pressure that was so strong that it was difficult to match.

Either release all your skills to fight against it, or cancel the effect of [The World is Like a Painting].

Being at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm and with a complete heart of Tao, relying on a deeper reserve of profound energy than those at the same realm, as well as moves such as the Sky-Breaking Sword Technique, Jiang Lin did not think that he would definitely lose.

But his real enemy now is the Lu family.

The Buddha before us is just a small remnant in the long history of the old times.

Just as Jiang Lin was hesitating, a black and white chessboard appeared in the void.

Countless black and white lines turned into thin threads that bound the Buddha's body.

With the black and white chessboard covering his head, the Buddha was unable to move.

A huge hand as white as jade stretched out from the void. It was very small when it first appeared, but when it reached the Buddha, it was several times larger than the Buddha.

The Buddha, who was hundreds of feet tall, was directly grasped in the palm of this white jade hand.

Jiang Lin raised his head and vaguely saw the blurry figure of a woman through the gap in the void.

There was another person next to the woman, who could be barely seen clearly.

It was Yu'er's adopted daughter, Xie Yushuang.

The white jade-like palm belongs to the blurry female figure.

From the void, a voice as clear as jade was heard.

"Since you two have a connection in the secular world, and this thing is useful to me, Xujian Dao, I will help you today."

Although it was the first time they met, he was able to feel the other person's feelings based on what the other person said and Xie Yushuang bowing beside him.

Jiang Lin never imagined that this person might be the Taoist master of Xujian Sect from more than four hundred years ago.

The Buddha who had made things so difficult for him and others was held in the palm of the Taoist's hand, and he let out a terrifying roar.

The ringing sounded loudly, and the vibrating void shook endlessly.

The clear voice like jade rang out again: "It is nothing but a spiritual being, why is it so rampant?"

"Lost."

In an instant, the black and white lines shone brightly, and the Buddha's body suddenly stiffened.

Then it continued to melt and fade away.

After a moment, only a blood-red bead remained.

Under the blood bead, there is a blood line connected to the center of the Sumeru Wheel.

The white fingers pinched the blood line and tore it off as if casually.

The vibration of the Sumeru Wheel then dissipated, like a dead object.

As for the blood bead, it was held in the white hand.

"This matter is over. The worldly affairs of the two of you have ended. From now on, you owe each other nothing."

Jiang Lin saw Xie Yushuang bowing slightly towards him.

Although her face was not particularly clear, one could still roughly see the fleeting look of reminiscence in her eyes.

The origin of worldly affairs cannot be eliminated so easily.

But Jiang Lin didn't say much, he just bowed and said, "Thank you for your help, Taoist Master."

"This is not only to help you, but also to solve the calamity of my sect. No need to thank me."

The white palm was withdrawn.

The black and white chessboard then disappeared, and the top of Mount Xumi fell into silence.

This silence is only relative to when the Buddha was still alive.

The golden blue dragon and the fiery red dragon are still destroying the body of the Sumeru Wheel.

The main body of the Sumeru Wheel continued to shrink. Jiang Lin understood at a glance that the so-called Buddha was the spirit of the Sumeru Wheel.

Just like the spirit born in the Hengyu Furnace, once the connection is cut off, it will be just an ordinary divine weapon.

"So the Sumeru Wheel a few hundred years later is controlled by the Four Saints of Shimen. Although it has a certain spirituality, it is not strong. So this is the reason."

Jiang Lin stared at the place where the white jade hand disappeared, and thought to himself: "Master Xujian, it is true that no matter which generation, the methods are terrifyingly strong. I just want to know whether the master Guo Jiuxing I know is the master and disciple of this generation."

At this time, the sound of whistling wind came from behind.

Jiang Lin looked back and saw Ma Ningyan jumping up with a knife in her hand, covered in blood.

She looked solemn and murderous. After coming up, she saw that the place had changed. She couldn't help but ask, "Where is the Buddha?"

(End of this chapter)