Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

But this moment was enough. Jiaxiang Holy Monk and others attacked in an instant, covering Song Xuan like a net.

The majestic palm force, the fierce palm wind, and the unique skills blessed by the power of heaven and earth gathered together, like raging waves, like floods, like a boiling erupting volcano, and all hit Song Xuan at once.

"Hit!"

Zen Master Liao Wu's face lit up with joy, but the next moment, his expression changed drastically. He immediately felt an incredibly surging force pouring back at him, making it impossible for him to stabilize his body, and he flew backwards!

At the same time, the three holy monks of Jiaxiang and a group of martial arts masters from Jingnian Zen Temple also flew backwards.

While flying backwards, everyone spat out the blood in their bodies and stared nervously at Abbot Luokong who was in a standoff with Song Xuan.

At this moment, Luokong opened and closed his hands. From high in the sky, a Thousand-Armed Guanyin emitting endless Buddha light pressed down and pressed a palm on the top of Song Xuan's head.

But this palm could not be pressed down any further when it touched Song Xuan's hair, as if some terrifying prehistoric beast was waking up from its slumber inside Song Xuan's body.

boom!

The Buddhist temples in the Zen temple suddenly trembled, the roofs shook, and there was a constant buzzing sound, as if they were about to collapse at any time.

The roar came from Song Xuan's body, as if there was a giant inside the young Taoist's body, constantly waving lightning, causing thunder to roar and explode, awakening a certain existence.

"not good!"

Abbot Lekong's expression changed drastically when he noticed this situation. Although the fight just now was in a split second, they were in the upper hand.

But for some reason, he had a feeling of extreme danger at this moment, as if the loud shout he had just made after decades of silent meditation seemed to have awakened something that he could not even imagine.

Bang!

The sound of shock and explosion was heard, and the Thousand-Armed Guanyin statue that Liaokong had created based on Buddhism collapsed and turned into light particles all over the sky that dissipated in the moonlight.

At the same time, a bright light appeared in the night, and the boundless night turned into day in an instant. A terrifying figure surrounded by thunder and lightning appeared above Song Xuan's head.

"What is this, the soul of a grandmaster?" The monks looked confused and fear spread in their hearts.

"You are..."

Abbot Liaokong first looked at the magnificent light and shadow that was like the thunder god in amazement, and then seemed to think of something and said in disbelief: "Martial Arts Yuanshen?

Are you the Perfect Grandmaster?"

Song Xuan stood there with an expressionless face, and the soul above his head suddenly opened its eyes.

And the moment Yuanshen opened his eyes, a trembling sound rang out above the Zen temple and spread almost instantly, and the entire temple seemed to explode.

hum!

The Buddhist temples in the Zen temple finally could not withstand the thunder-like roar. One after another, the Buddhist temples collapsed and shattered with sounds, and fell down in the astonished eyes of the monks!

Song Xuan didn't even look at the other monks. His eyes were extremely clear as he looked at the sky quietly.

"I have to thank you, Master. The power of your decades of silent meditation has made my soul more condensed. It has saved me at least seven years of hard work to reach the realm of the perfect grandmaster!"

Sure enough, what Song Que said was right.

The strong do need to forge ahead in battle!

Fighting is the most suitable way for the strong to practice!

After he finished speaking, Song Xuan's mind moved, and his martial arts spirit sank into his body and returned to his sea of ​​consciousness. At the same time, Song Xuan moved.

He took a step forward, crossed the void of a hundred feet, and suddenly arrived in front of Abbot Kong. The mystery of the space transformation was breathtaking.

He raised his hand and slapped out, it was ordinary, without any fluctuation of aura.

Bang!

Lekong groaned, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and his body was knocked out, but he flew back dozens of feet. He shouted loudly, and his body fell to the ground like a mountain. His feet were tightly entangled on the ground like chains, and his whole body was bent backwards like a slingshot that had just been ejected!

"Cough cough!"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Lekong wiped the corner of his mouth. Although his face was pale, the fighting spirit in his eyes did not diminish at all.

"You are not yet the Grandmaster Wuque!"

If he is not Grandmaster Wuque, then it is still within the scope of his understanding. Although he is defeated, he is not completely unable to resist. At least he still has the strength to fight!

Putting his hands together, Liaokong chanted the Buddha's name for the first time in decades: "Namo Amitabha!"

The sound of Buddha's voice rang out, and waves of Buddha's light emerged. Amidst the falling flowers, the shadows of Buddhas were reflected between heaven and earth. At this moment, everyone seemed to be in the Buddhist kingdom.

Grandmaster, the field of martial arts, unfolds!

The Buddhist sound kept whispering in his ears, and Song Xuan felt that the murderous intent in his heart had subsided a little.

Liaokong looked solemn, enveloped in golden Buddha light. At this moment, he looked like a true Buddha who had attained Buddhahood, standing tall among the starry sky. His aura of compassion carried an air of dominance that demanded no one to disobey.

"Evil creature, why don't you let go of your murderous thoughts and quickly convert to Buddhism!"

As he spoke, the Buddha images reflected in the sky around him opened their eyes wide and roared like thunder.

"evil creature!"

"evil creature!"

"evil creature!"

Song Xuan watched this scene quietly, then shook his head and sneered, "It's interesting, but not quite good. Your Buddhist kingdom is too superficial.

Let me show you what the Buddha's kingdom is!"

After he finished speaking, Song Xuan pointed to his brow, and the martial arts spirit in his sea of ​​consciousness formed a seal. The next moment, golden ripples began to appear in the void.

Wherever the ripples passed, the Buddha's shadow transformed from Liaokong's martial arts field disappeared. Liaokong only felt his mind was in a trance, and then he saw a giant golden hand appear between heaven and earth.

The golden giant hand tore through the void, as if opening up a different dimension, and inside it was like the sacred mountain and the Buddha's temple.

The golden body of Buddha sits cross-legged on the seven-story pagoda. Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and golden-bodied Arhats sit solemnly on each floor of the pagoda, with their Buddha eyes open, observing the three realms and six paths.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, and all Buddhas pay homage to him. Even Luokong is stunned. This is the sacred place of Lingshan Buddhism that he has longed for the most in his heart!

"Is this your martial arts realm?"

Lekong was confused. The Buddhist holy land transformed by this domain was more than a hundred times more real and perfect than the Buddhist kingdom he had evolved. In terms of Buddhism, Qingyunzi was definitely above him.

If so, then is Qing Yunzi a Taoist practitioner or a Buddhist?

Chapter 467 The Taoist Priest is a Celestial Immortal and a Living Buddha

Just when Luo Kong was feeling confused, he saw the Buddha sitting on the top of Lingshan Mountain suddenly move.

On the seven-story pagoda, the Buddha pointed to the sky with one hand and to the earth with the other. His vast presence filled the heaven and earth, encompassing the four poles of the universe. Human beings and even the world in front of him felt as weak as ants.

"Namo Pure Land, the Tathagata of the West is here, all your sins are gone, why don't you quickly convert!"

Lekong was trembling all over. He knew in his heart that this was Song Xuan's trick, but his body had an uncontrollable urge to worship.

Just as he was hesitating and struggling, wind and thunder flashed in the void, and thunder exploded all over the sky.

And in the endless thunder, the Buddha slapped out with one palm. It seemed that billions of stars in the heavens and the world were moving in the golden Buddha's palm. Under Kong's horrified eyes, the palm pressed down.

Bang!

The world is turned upside down, and all the worlds cease to exist!

...

There was silence in the Jingnian Zen Temple. The monks did not dare to step forward, but just watched the two people fighting nervously.

But after Song Xuan pointed at his forehead, he stopped moving, while Abbot Liaokong's face was full of horror and his whole body was trembling.

Jiaxiang and other holy monks knew that the confrontation between the two sides was on a spiritual level.

The spiritual confrontation at the grandmaster level is extremely dangerous. Even though Song Xuan is motionless now, no one dares to intervene without authorization.

Putting aside whether they could do anything to the other party, just the fact that Yao Yue was hiding in the shadows was enough to frighten everyone.

At this time, if he stood still and waited for the result, there might be a glimmer of hope. If he dared to act on his own, he would definitely suffer the same fate as Venerable Emperor Xin, who was pierced through the eyebrows by a sword!

"what!!!"

A shrill roar suddenly broke the eerie silence in the Zen temple, and Master Kong saw blood oozing from his eyes, and he was lying on the ground rolling around like a madman.

Lekong rolled on the ground in agony, begging in a hoarse voice, "Buddha, spare my life. I know I was wrong! I know I was wrong!"

There was a sound like rushing water, and Yao Yue appeared beside Song Xuan. She asked curiously, "He lost?"

Song Xuan nodded and smiled, "In the spiritual confrontation, he was defeated. I broke his Dao Heart, uh, it would be more accurate to say Buddha Heart."

"From then on, seeing me was like seeing the real Buddha!"

Song Xuan did not attack again. As he had said before, killing was not the goal. What he wanted was to seek insights and breakthroughs in the battle.

Unlike the King of Wei who colluded with the evil gods from outside the domain, Jingnian Zen Temple is, after all, a holy place in the martial arts world. There are many masters in it. If they can be subdued and controlled, it will be of great benefit to the subsequent control of the situation in Tangzhou.

Even if it is not used in the future, it would be great to be sent to Tianyuan to work illegally.

Song Xuan stopped attacking, and the monks didn't dare to move either. They just watched Kong rolling on the ground quietly until the screams and pleas faded away.

"Hu~~"

Liaokong didn’t know how long it had been, perhaps just a short time, but in his spiritual perception it seemed like several reincarnations had passed.

The feeling of having his body destroyed by a palm of Buddha and his soul being tortured in endless purgatory was too real. It was so real that even now that he was alive, he could hardly tell whether what he saw was real or an illusion.

"Evil creature, do you know your sin?!"

When Song Xuan's grand voice sounded, Lekong's body shuddered instinctively. Wasn't this the voice of the Buddha?

"Pfft!"

Without any hesitation, Liaokong knelt down on the ground and said, "Disciple Liaokong, I have offended the Buddha. I now acknowledge my sin. I hope the Buddha will show mercy and give me a chance to atone for my sin!"

Song Xuan smiled slightly, "Since you have admitted your guilt, I will give you a chance to atone for it.

From now on, you can be my guardian and be at my command!

Are you willing? "

Liao Kong breathed a sigh of relief and kowtowed again, "Buddha, have mercy on me, I am willing!"

In the battle between Buddhism and Taoism, a spiritual confrontation, he lost.

But he accepted his defeat with all his heart.

Although the other party regards himself as a Taoist immortal, he is definitely superior to himself in terms of Buddhism. In his eyes, Song Xuan is the real Buddha in the world. As a Buddhist disciple, it is normal for him to serve him!

"Brother!"

Zen Master Liaowu found it hard to accept.

He had the impression that his senior abbot, who was unfathomable and devoted to Buddhism, had actually bowed to Taoism. This sudden change was difficult for him to accept for a while.

"Master Fanzhai, where are the reinforcements you mentioned?"

The abbot knelt down, his anger gone, and when he looked at Fan Qinghui, his attitude was very bad.

"Didn't you say that Ning Sanren would show up when he was supposed to? Now that my senior brother has been defeated, if he still hasn't shown up, when will he?!"

Fan Qinghui also had an ugly expression on her face. After all, she was the master of a martial arts holy land. At this moment, she was being questioned by Lu Wu in public, which made her feel very humiliated.

“Sanren, maybe he was delayed by something!

But he promised me he would come, so he will come!"

Fan Qinghui spoke with certainty, but in fact, she was already feeling a little unconfident.

The favor that allowed Ning Daoqi to browse the martial arts of the Cihang Jingzhai Holy Land had actually been almost used up over the years. The reason why Ning Daoqi was still willing to help was all because of Fan Qinghui's long-term flattery and intention to win him over.

But she actually had no idea how long she could keep entertaining people with her beauty, otherwise she would not have planned to let Shi Feixuan come out of seclusion, feed the demon with her body, and win over the Taoist master Qingyunzi.

“You may be disappointed!”

Song Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, looked around, and his eyes fell on Fan Qinghui.

“Ning Daoqi, whom you have placed high hopes on, has indeed been blocked by someone.

This person has a close relationship with Master Fanzhai. Why don't you guess who it is?"

Fan Qinghui was stunned for a moment, then a look of reluctance appeared on her face. She pursed her lips and said, "Heavenly Sword, Song Que!"

"It seems that Master Fanzhai still has feelings for Song Que. He mentioned his name as soon as he opened his mouth."

Song Xuan smiled and said, "But I have to say, your guess is really accurate!"

Song Xuan looked up at the sky, where the moon was high in the sky. He then said calmly, "According to the time, the King of Wei is almost ready. The Jingnian Zen Temple is just an appetizer, and the real feast will be over there!"