This is what an immortal should be like

Chapter 127: Blue Eyes Reveal Square Pupils
At this moment, Zhuang Lin was inside the seven-story pagoda, looking up at the brilliant light in the pagoda. Everything inside was surprisingly not affected by the impact of the tower falling down.

The so-called refining Sanskrit sound outside the tower could not cause any harm to Zhuang Lin, and it was nonsense to want to affect his mind.

But Zhuang Lin was very curious about the current situation of Wanzhang Jinguang Temple.

Amidst the so-called Buddhist chants outside, Zhuang Lin strolled around the tower leisurely, observing from the first floor to the second, and finally continued upwards.

The staircases, beams, floor slabs, lattice windows, and even the tables and altars in the tower as well as the Buddha statues enshrined on each floor are all in very good condition, and even emit Buddha's light.

The Buddhist chants outside were clearly decadent and deadly, but when reflected inside the tower, they were layers of gathering Buddha's light.

These Buddha lights brought about waves of huge pressure, or at least they should have brought about waves of huge pressure, and they seemed to want to invade Zhuang Lin's body.

However, the pressure brought by these gathered Buddha lights was not obvious to Zhuang Lin.

Not only could the Buddha's light not penetrate Zhuang Lin's body, it would also disintegrate if it encountered the surrounding righteous energy. Naturally, the pressure was not that strong.

Although it appears to be the real Buddha's light, after all, the essence of these so-called Buddha's lights comes from external evil, and cannot support that kind of majestic feeling. It also has sinister purposes, so it cannot withstand the erosion of righteousness.

Of course, this situation does not affect Zhuang Lin's understanding of the role of these changes in Buddha's light, and he also knows what the result would be if it happened to someone else.

This pagoda is indeed a powerful treasure, and it even reminds Zhuang Lin of the famous pagoda in the hands of Li Tianwang.

With each level up, the pressure inside the pagoda would increase greatly. Although Zhuang Lin could not feel it obviously, he knew that this should be the change.

By the time Zhuang Lin reached the seventh floor, the pressure had already made him feel a distinct sense of oppression. Even though his righteous spirit was still maintained three feet outside his body, his body felt like there was a slight pressure on his scalp.

At this position on the seventh floor, the various sounds of scriptures outside can be heard extremely clearly, as if there are ten thousand flies and mosquitoes buzzing in the ears, and three of the sounds are as loud as three cicadas.

Scriptures, incense, filth, Buddha's light, desire, compassion... all kinds of complex atmospheres are constantly intertwined here.

Some of the scriptures these creatures recite are genuine Buddhist texts. How can they do this? Is it because the scriptures only reflect the thoughts within? How can something so clearly evil, gathering the power of incense, fake the scene they saw before?

Inside the tower, Zhuang Lin's body was filled with magical power, his eyes were emerald green, and his irises were like two clear emerald lakes.

The black and white energies appeared, spinning rapidly outside the pupil, and the light of righteousness emerged angularly from the depths of the pupil.

The more Zhuang Lin wanted to understand and see something clearly, the faster the changes in his Dharma Eyes became.

The yin and yang outside the pupil reveal the energy of heaven and earth. The righteous energy within illuminates the eyes with white light, revealing the laws of nature. The black pupil of the naked eye reveals the colors of all things. Gradually, a faint silver-gray halo appears outside the black pupil.
Zhuang Lin only felt his eyes were sore, hot and itchy, and an extremely uncomfortable feeling made him close his eyes.

The silver-gray color at the edge of the pupils also began to twist, and there was a palpitating feeling as if the eyes were about to explode.

Can't hold on!

The power of the internal energy in the eyes is too great. This is not a physical pressure, but a huge pressure of qi, as if it is going to tear the eyes apart from the pupils.

If I fail, I will go blind!
At this moment, Zhuang Lin's heart trembled, and he actually let go of the righteous energy outside, allowing the huge pressure from the external Buddha light to invade him. As his eyes were such a weak position, he didn't even use any protective spiritual light, allowing the huge pressure to crush him directly.

This kind of pain made Zhuang Lin couldn't help but groan.

But at this moment, Zhuang Lin had a clear understanding in his heart. He knew that he must not close his eyes, and he must try his best to maintain this feeling.

It was as if countless tiny needles were piercing his pupils, and a trickle of blood was flowing out from the edge of Zhuang Lin's eye sockets.

But this was definitely not the harm caused by those evil so-called Buddhist teachings from the outside, but the turbid air that remained in the tiny corners of the eyes finally burst out, bringing out a trickle of blood.

When this turbid air mixed with blood overflowed from the corners of his eyes, the pressure in Zhuang Lin's eyes suddenly dropped, and the changes in the silver-gray halo where the pupils were located also quickly stabilized. Until it maintained a silver-gray light and shadow!
Amidst the chaotic atmosphere around him and the noisy sound of scriptures, the light and shadow in Zhuang's pupils were changing rapidly, gradually becoming angular.

The clear green color from the iris seeped in, and the silver-gray halo was like a reflection in the lake. The green waves and silver light and Zhuang Lin's eyes presented a faint feeling of mutual reflection, and finally stabilized.

The outer edge of the originally pitch-black pupils now appeared as a silver-grey diamond amidst the surrounding emerald waters, like a square with one corner pointing downwards.
At this moment, all the external aura seemed to be vaguely manifested in Zhuang Lin's Dharma eyes. It was not just a simple change in the light and color of the aura.

Zhuang Lin seemed to be able to see every inch of the structure inside the pagoda, which ones were added later and which ones were original, which ones contained hidden formations and which ones were unreasonable from the beginning, and he could even see every bit of light flowing inside.

Zhuang Lin looked up and saw a bright light shining in the direction of the pagoda's spire. The light was originally outside the pagoda, but now it was clear in his eyes. It was the core of the pagoda.

But Zhuang Lin didn't pay too much attention. He looked around again, able to see all the destiny around him, to see where each complex aura ultimately ended, to see the ghosts that belonged to them. Zhuang Lin even seemed to be able to discern a sound, or perhaps a thin line that a sound represented. Within each clamor, the inner text connected to someone.
Which ones are filthy, which ones are full of fear, and even pay attention to a certain figure, knowing that he was originally from Xiangyang and was assassinated by this Foguang Temple
Naturally, Zhuang Lin also saw the followers of the three evil Buddhas. Their golden bodies were filled with Buddha's light, but were also distorted with more desires and filth. This was the result of accepting all the incense at any cost, and it was also the influence of their own nature.

They are naturally not Buddhas, and it is even less likely that they are the Two-phase Heavenly Sound Bodhisattva that Zhuang Lin is already familiar with.

The clear feeling did not last for a while, and a strong sour pain came from his eyes, making Zhuang Lin unable to help but put his hand on his forehead. He knew he could not hold on any longer!
This level of Dharma Vision is definitely not something he can maintain now. Zhuang Lin cannot even understand what his eyes look like now through his own perception.

However, before the pair of Dharma eyes disappeared, a faint white light appeared in Zhuang Lin's palm. The white light rippled like waves for a few times and then stabilized into a mirror with a halo.

Looking at the mirror in his palm, Zhuang Lin finally saw clearly what his eyes looked like at that moment.

The whites of his eyes were as delicate and smooth as jade, and his irises were like clear blue waves. Upon closer inspection, there were occasional ripples, but these ripples did not flow outward, but rather rippled inward to the pupils, which seemed to expand beyond the depths into a faint silver rectangle. Seeing this, even Zhuang Lin himself was filled with awe. It was as if he was witnessing the way of heaven and earth, or absorbing the energy of all things.
Blue eyes and square pupils!

When he muttered this name in his mind, Zhuang Lin felt a pain in his eyes and he could no longer maintain that feeling.

What followed was physical weakness, as well as a double and blurred vision in front of his eyes, as if he was about to go blind, forcing Zhuang Lin to half-kneel on the ground.

However, Zhuang Lin was not worried. As the vitality in his body nourished his eyes again, the feeling of blindness gradually subsided and his vision was recovering bit by bit, but the feeling of weakness in his body was real.

This is because the magic power and even the vitality in his body just now flowed from the liver to his eyes. The clear blue waves in his irises are the embodiment of Zhuang Lin's own foundation and vitality.

The direction of the rippling green waves also represents the power that continuously supports the existence of the pair of pupils.

In just a few breaths, Zhuang Lin had consumed at least 70% of his magic power and 50% of his vitality. It was extremely terrifying!
Compared with this, the previous battle with a few evil Buddhas was nothing.

But Zhuang Lin has no regrets. If he had the chance again, he would still make the same choice.

The change today is the result of chance and destiny. Sometimes you persist in asking for something but it doesn't come to you. But at this moment when your heart is filled with wonder and you follow the flow, the ever-expanding exploration will lead to changes in the Tao.

Although this experience is short-lived, it is far more unforgettable.

The blue eyes represent infinite vitality, and the square pupils represent Qi and Tao. They are the appearance of Qi and the rule of Tao!
The righteous energy in his body slowly spread out, a white light rose in the tower, and continuously pressed the Buddha's light outward.

This farce should end!

Zhuang Lin took a few breaths and slowly stood up. Although the consumption of the Dharma Eye was terrifying, he was still no different from before to those guys outside.

He looked up at the top of the tower again. This time, the light of the orb outside could no longer be seen, but Zhuang Lin knew it was there.

This tower is very good, and Zhuang Lin does not want to destroy it. However, the gem that is the source of the brilliant light on the top does not match the tower. It is obviously a later addition. Let's break through from here.
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Outside the pagoda, three huge Buddha figures and numerous ghosts were still chanting in the dark Buddha realm. The former even had one hand pressed against the outside of the pagoda, maintaining the stability of the pagoda while inputting their own magic power.

But ever since that person was trapped inside the tower, there has been no movement at all.

The sound of chanting was still heard outside, but the three evil Buddhas were communicating with each other.

"Why is there no movement?"

"Yes, although there was no big commotion when I covered people in the past, this is a Confucian Immortal!"

"Hehe, the exquisite pagoda is extremely powerful, which further proves that the legendary Confucian immortal who appears rarely in a thousand years is just an exaggeration. There is nothing to be afraid of!"

"But killing the Confucian Immortal is a great cause of heaven and earth. Should we stop before we get ahead?"

"Yeah, that makes sense. Hey, what is this?"

The three evil masters were puzzled when they saw that the brilliance of the jewel on the top of the pagoda was much brighter than before, and it was getting brighter and brighter, and even began to crack.
"Clack, clack, clack."

From the cracks, wisps of white light from within the orb began to seep out, sending a strong sense of terror through the hearts of the three evil mages.
"It's ridiculous. What are you talking about with the great cause of heaven and earth?"

Zhuang Lin's voice seemed to come directly from the inside of the pagoda, which was isolated from all noise. It even drowned out the sound of thousands of chanting sutras. When the last word fell, the surroundings of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple were like rolling thunder.
The orb on the top of the pagoda also became brighter and brighter.
"No, the pagoda is in trouble."

Before one of the evil Buddhas finished speaking, white light instantly filled the sight.
"Boom——"

It felt like the pagoda had completely exploded, and under the impact of the white light, the entire ghost cave was shaken.
(End of this chapter)