Chapter 317: Elder Zhizhen: Evil beast, why don’t you show your true form?

Pu Du Ci Hang was a little too impatient.

If he had not discovered the passage connecting to the small world of Water Margin, he would have used the skill of a water mill to devour the national destiny and slowly digested and absorbed the Ming Dynasty.

Then he took the opportunity to transform the centipede monster into a real dragon.

Unfortunately, in the original novel, he was unlucky and was killed before dawn by Yan Chixia and Zhiqiu Yiye on the eve of his transformation into a dragon.

As a thousand-year-old demon, Pu Du Ci Hang's strength is indeed unfathomable. But when he was about to transform into a dragon, he encountered the Heavenly Dog Eating the Moon, which disrupted the energy of the alchemy cauldron and caused him to transform back into his original centipede form.

This is how Yan Chixia and Zhiqiu Yiye succeeded.

Although there is no interference from the lunar eclipse now, Cao Jie's luck is far better than Yan Chixia and his party.

Pu Du Ci Hang left countless hidden dangers in Kyoto, so he hurried back to the temple and began to transform into a dragon.

Unfortunately, he brutally plundered the country's destiny, but was unable to achieve enlightenment as in the original novel. He could only simply improve his true body and reach the state of a half-step true dragon.

Looking at the mysterious time and space tunnel, the dignified old monk slowly stepped into it.

This is nothing more than a wisp of soul from a thousand-year-old centipede monster. Even if it is damaged, it will not be a big deal to it.

The world of Water Margin, Liangshan Lake.

Two great men arrived on this day. One was Elder Zhizhen of the Wenshu Temple in Mount Wutai, a living Buddha of the time who knew the past and the future. The other was Luo Zhenren of the Erxian Mountain, who had transformed himself into a baby and could fly, hide in the ground, drive thunder and lightning, and was omnipotent.

In this chaotic world, the two great men did not just close their mountain gates, ignore worldly affairs, and silently recite Huangting, but each of them chose one person to respond to the catastrophe.

Lu Zhishen and Gongsun Sheng each came to meet him with courtesy as a disciple.

Elder Zhizhen still looks like an old monk, while Master Luo, on the other hand, looks like an immortal.

The crown of stars gathers jade leaves, the crane's cloak is shrouded in golden clouds. Long beard and broad cheeks, practice to the heaven of no leakage; blue eyes and square pupils, take medicine to create the realm of immortality. Every time I eat Anqi's dates, I have tasted Fangshuo's peaches. The qi is full of Dantian, and the green tendons and purple brain are true; the name Dengxuan, I know that the kidneys are blue and the liver is blue. It is the third watch, the sound of the phoenix is ​​far away, and the crane rides the cloud for thousands of miles.

At this moment, above Liangshan, among the gorgeous rainbow light, a wave suddenly arose, and then a figure appeared.

"It really is a small world full of living beings!"

“Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful! If I can dominate this world and collect endless incense, I will surely become a Buddha!”

"What is the body of a real dragon?"

"It's worth it that I used up so many trump cards and successfully arrived at this world..."

As soon as he thought of this, the scarred body of the old monk Pudu Cihang exploded instantly, and the soul in the human skin shell surged, turning into a huge golden Buddha, sitting on a lotus platform, making hand gestures, with extraordinary majesty.

"Namo Paradise, the Tathagata from the West has arrived! All living beings in the mortal world, why don't you kneel down and worship?"

The golden Buddha uttered the true words, and the sound echoed in the mountains. The Buddha's voice was resounding, like the roar of a dragon or an elephant, awakening the deaf.

The entire Liangshan Mountain was shaking under the pressure of this golden Buddha.

The 800-li Liangshan Lake was hit by huge waves.

"Gan!"

The mountain is full of heroes, no one can endure such humiliation.

"Mother Gan Lin, where did you come from, bald donkey, pretending to be Buddha to deceive me. Come on, come on, come down and fight me, Tie Niu, for five hundred rounds."

Wu Song looked up at the golden statue in the sky and said solemnly, "This thief is quite skilled in Taoism. I can't even figure out his true intentions. He looks like the real golden statue of Tathagata."

"Wu Erlang, you can't even see through his true colors?"

"When enemies come, we will stop them with soldiers. When water comes, we will block it with earth. My brother said that there are many monsters in the other world. This golden Buddha is obviously Pu Du Ci Hang. It is a thousand-year-old monster!"

A huge celestial dog appeared behind Wu Yong. At this time, Cao Jie, who was welcoming the two great men to the mountain, also discovered something unusual on Liangshan.

Seeing that the people below did not recognize the true Buddha, Pudu Cihang immediately used his famous Sanskrit chanting: "Put down the butcher knife, and you will become a Buddha right here! The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn back and you will be at the shore! Put down the butcher knife, and you will become a Buddha right here…"

The devilish sound enters my ears.

Everyone only felt that there were many illusions before their eyes, as if there were endless demons rushing towards them, trying to arouse the desires in their hearts, sinking into the sea of ​​desire, and giving up resistance.

Among the heroes all over the mountain, more than half could not help suffering from splitting headaches, their souls were eroded by evil thoughts and manifested uncontrollably.

The scene was truly filled with demonic energy and monsters running rampant.

Only the masters among Tiangang were able to resist the invasion and begin to fight back.

Master Luo swept his whisk and said with a smile: "This is a thousand-year-old monster. Since the Qin and Han dynasties, there has been no such monster in the world. Emperor Wei, you have found a higher world!"

Cao Jie looked at the golden image and said with a wry smile, "This old demon blocked the exit, so we asked the two great masters to come. I didn't expect that he would cross the barrier first and reach the world we are waiting for."

"It's just a trivial skill, it's just the result of long years of practice." Luo Zhenren turned his head to look at Elder Zhizhen and asked, "Monk, do you want to take action, or should I subdue you?"

Zhizhen clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, since this demon is disguised as the Buddha, I will take action!"

After saying this, Elder Zhizhen, who looked very old, flew up into the sky.

"Noisy!"

Immediately afterwards, a roar, like a bolt from the blue, exploded amid the soul-claiming Sanskrit chants.

At the same time, a huge palm condensed by divine consciousness slapped towards the golden Buddha.

This palm is unusually broad and thick, with a full palm, giving people a feeling of "perfection". Moreover, the broad palm is very delicate, and when exerting strength, it is similar to ivory, but with a yellow luster, just like topaz.

Especially the concave lines on the palms, which are very clear and not scattered at all.

Broad, full, as delicate as ivory, and as smooth as topaz.

These features combine to imbue this hand with a sense of pure, overwhelming power.

It's like the palm of Buddha.

At the same time, there was a vast Buddhist light rolling and surging in his palm, like the rising sun at dawn, shining brightly.

All I heard was a loud "boom".

In an instant, a world of light emerged on Liangshan Mountain. The halo behind Elder Zhizhen’s head emitted a hundred-foot-long light, and he competed with the golden body of Tathagata, which was almost knocked over by Cihang Pudu’s palm.

At the same time, where the golden light of the two met, the light and electricity gathered and condensed into huge characters, which were neither Sanskrit nor seal script, pointing directly to the heart, and even interpreted into the swastika character.

These golden words continued to erode the centipede monster's golden body, sometimes drilling in and sometimes flying out.

When it comes to Buddhism, how can Pudu Cihang be compared with the living Buddhas of today?

After a few breaths, Elder Zhizhen's solemnity revealed boundless Zen, and he uttered a magnificent voice:
"The evil beast has not yet shown its true form."

With a loud bang, the golden light all over Elder Zhizhen's body turned into countless swastikas, countless maxims, and continuous Zen sounds.

Then, the swastikas condensed into a giant golden palm, an acre in area, which fell from the sky and crushed down slowly and without any room for avoidance.

Boom boom boom...

Thunder-like explosions sounded continuously, Pu Du Ci Hang was suppressed by the Buddha's palm, his golden body shattered, revealing the form of a demon soul and centipede, trying to drill into the space-time channel.

Elder Zhizhen said "Amitabha", and a hundred-foot golden light entered the passage...

(End of this chapter)