Chapter 1574 Understand the Buddhist principles

The swords collided, the torrents blew, and the sword energy swelled and rolled, scraping the earth off layer after layer. The mountains, rivers and rivers were torn apart, and the void of the heaven and earth was split into pieces.

The King of Swords jumped up and pressed forward with force. The crazy swords fell down one after another. The purple lightning was brilliant, the wind and thunder roared, and the quasi-saint-jeong who was holding the killing sword retreated and vomited blood.

He also lost his defeat in holding the incomplete magic weapon and was beaten to retreat step by step.

"Buzz!"

But at this moment, a whirlwind sounded, and a little silver light suddenly penetrated the void, tearing open a black hole, suddenly swept in front of the sword king, and poured into the sword king's sea of ​​consciousness.

"snort!"

Suddenly, the sword king's body was stiff and he let out a painful hum. His face suddenly turned pale. Angzang's body shook violently and was shaking.

"Hahahaha, he was caught. Everyone, hurry up and take action. The King of Swords was hit by the Soul-Stationing Needle. It is a good time to kill him!" A quasi-saint smiled and rushed forward, with a ferocious and malice on his face.

The soul-fixing needle is not a divine weapon, but a kind of consuming holy weapon, which was very common in ancient times. Listening to its name means knowing its effectiveness, it can stabilize the souls of all living things, and make the other party's thinking rigid and the soul trapped.

"kill!"

Seeing that the King of Knife was trapped and stabbed into his soul by the Soul-Stationing Needle, his movements began to become rigid. The quasi-saints from all directions rushed forward and used various secret techniques to kill the King of Knife.

Take his life while he is sick.

It is undoubtedly the time to be attacked by the King of Swords.

"roll!"

The King of Knife shouted loudly, endured the pain of the torn soul, burned the essence and blood, and made a critical blow. He swung the sword around and swept it in all directions, trying to retreat a powerful enemy of the quasi-saint.

Unfortunately, the soul was killed. Even though the sword king had great magic power and great cultivation, he would still catch his elbows. The quasi-saint easily dodged the sword king's attack and surrounded him again, and destroyed attacks hit the sword king one by one.

Puff!

The King of Knife coughed up blood, stained his robe, staggered backwards, falling from the clouds, and the sword in his hand was weak and tightly clenched, and he fell off his hands.

"Kill him!"

Suddenly, a group of quasi-saints smiled grimly and made a cruel roar.

Boom!

Figures soared into the sky, flew out, causing tsunami and mountain torrents, exerting endless magic power, and hitting the King of Knife. Under the terrifying waves of destruction, they submerged the King of Knife and wanted to destroy the latter directly.

"roll!"

The crisis of death is approaching, and the King of Knife is still calm and still applies for coldness, and his majestic appearance is consistent. He does not hesitate to burn his essence and blood, break through the entrance, enter the sea of ​​consciousness, suppress the soul-fixing needle, and gets breathing.

"Boom!"

The magic power burned and exploded with a bang. The King of Swords raised his punch and hit him to fight against all the quasi-saints. Even if he died, the King of Swords would not give up on resistance and would not surrender.

It is better to die in battle than to live in vain.

"Resist stubbornly, don't know how to live or die!"

"The flocks shake the tree, but you don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

"Kill him!"

The quasi-saints shouted loudly, full of murderous intentions.

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Western Brahma, Great Leiyin Temple, Ten Thousand Buddha Hall.

Buzz!

The void trembled, and the Buddhas in the hall trembled, and they all shone with glazed golden light, like golden suns, suddenly rising up.

The Buddhas trembled and were vivid, as if they had come alive. They prayed together, and made a magnificent and vast sound of chanting scriptures. The sound of the scriptures was pleasant, accompanied by the Zen music and Buddha sounds, and they were filled with lingering sounds.

Saint Moko was suddenly awakened, looking at the ten thousand Buddhas who were living around him incredibly. His expression was shocked and his face was full of disbelief.

"What happened?" The Holy Buddha exclaimed and questioned in horror. He subconsciously turned his gaze to Qin Hong, who was sitting on the ground in the hall, and saw that the latter was covered with golden waves, a towering Buddha statue stood in the air, sitting in the air, entrenched behind him.

This Buddha statue is majestic and tall, with solemn appearance, kind eyes, and round light rising from behind the head, making it look particularly peaceful and magnificent.

"Buddha?"

Saint Buddha Moke exclaimed, Qin Hong had actually understood the Buddhist principles and was protected by the Buddha's golden body?

"It was He who caused the throbbing of all Buddhas? He started such a grand scene of chanting scriptures in all Buddhas?" Saint Buddha Moke couldn't believe that Qin Hong was not a Buddhist.

No wonder, no wonder He has a fate with the Buddha.

The Holy Buddha was shocked, and his thoughts were mixed with emotion. He practiced the Buddha for a million years but could not understand the Buddhist principles. This caused the thrilling scene of preaching and reciting the Dharma.

But unexpectedly, a non-Buddhist actually did it, and in just half a month.

"Amitabha!"

The Holy Buddha Moko clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name devoutly. He sat in a stool, bathed in the Buddha's light, and listened quietly to the chanting of the sutras of all Buddhas.

This kind of strange phenomenon in heaven and earth is rare. It not only has indescribable benefits for Buddhists, but also can cleanse their minds and bring them into the depths of Buddhism, helping them to effectively comprehend Buddhist principles and Zen.

Even if the Holy King is very eager for such an opportunity, Moko naturally doesn't want to miss it.

This vision lasted for half an hour before slowly stopping. As Qin Hong opened his eyes, the vision of the thousands of Buddhas reciting scriptures disappeared, and the glaze golden brilliance of the thousands of Buddhas shining was also restrained.

The Wanfo Palace has returned to peace and everything has fallen into tranquility.

Qin Hong opened his eyes and looked inside, revealing his own bones, flesh, fascia, and blood.

Is this the legendary Buddhist golden body?

Qin Hong was secretly confused and a little confused. Therefore, this kind of golden body is not the same as the golden skin of the past, but the external manifestation that everything is like a metallic color, achieving a pure and elegant artistic conception.

The golden body of Buddhism is a Dharma body that is protected by Buddhism and favored by heaven and earth.

Qin Hong felt that his physical condition was obviously stronger, as if there was a tendency to turn into divine iron and immortal gold.

The movement of magic power means that there is a tendency for Buddha light to shine and glass to rise.

All laws will not invade you, and all evil will be vacant.

"How wonderful!"

Qin Hong couldn't help but be happy, which attracted the holy Buddha's jaw and was full of envy.

"The donor really has a connection with the Buddha, and has been favored by the Buddha, and has learned the golden body of the Tathagata." The holy Buddha Mo Ke sighed. The golden body of the Tathagata is a state that every Buddha practitioner dreams of. Throughout history, gods and Buddhas have yearned for it.

Unfortunately, no one in all Buddhas has cultivated this kind of golden body except Amitabha Buddha.

Qin Hong smiled slightly, stood up and returned the roll of ancient silk to the Holy Buddha.

"Senior, I will repay you today." Qin Hong hugged his fists and thanked him. If King Posa and the Holy Buddha were not generous and had he read this ancient silk with him, he would not have had such a fate.

The ten styles of Tathagata's magic palm, He practiced seven of them, thus gaining the protection of the Buddha, learning the Tathagata's golden body, and his strength was further improved.

This is an opportunity and a rare fortune.

"Cause and effect are in your body, and you must settle it. I will stay there for a while and say goodbye first. I will be free in the future and thank you again." Qin Hong turned around and disappeared in the Western Brahma in an instant.

Although He had already sat down, since he woke up, he sensed the changes in Zhongyuan Great 6 and the Central Plains Holy Land. The King of Swords was trapped, surrounded and killed by the quasi-saints, and was in danger.

Nanyang City was surrounded and millions of troops in the imperial court came to siege and kill. Nanyang soldiers were defending their lives in blood, which was a terrible sight.

Even after cultivating the Tathagata's golden body, Qin Hong became more sensitive to evil powers. He soon captured a trace of negative emotions outside Nanyang City, and all kinds of thoughts disappeared silently and irrigated towards the depths of the imperial court.

A cloud of evil aura appeared and disappeared from the depths of the imperial court.

"Demon of Desire!"

Qin Hong concluded that the master of the evil aura was the devil of desire in the mouth of King Posa, and the evil demons were the most important in the depths of the sky.

The Zhongyuan Great 6 and the Central Plains Holy Land were in a hurry. Qin Hong's figure flashed, and two clones appeared in front of him. A red like blood, with flames lingering. Just now, the void of heaven and earth was roasted to pieces, and the violent aura burst out, as if it was about to ignite the heavens.

The clone of the Earth's Center Flame turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the Central Plains Holy Land like a burning cloud, and heading to rescue the Sword King.

The other figure was shining with blue-gray light, hazy and full of vitality. The breath was not restless, but it gave people a feeling of drowsiness and chaoticness. It seemed that when it touched this breath, it wanted to sink and sleep forever.

The clone of Nirvana's true fire also travels through the clouds and mist, traveling across the domain, going outside Nanyang City to stop the war.

As for Qin Hong's true body, he naturally stepped into the imperial court.

What is the most terrible thing about the devil of desire, He wants to meet him?

...

"kill!"

"Kill the King of Knife and let the little demon king see it. To anger all races, they will die!"

"Those who violate all races and go against the world will not die well!"

In the holy land of the Central Plains, all quasi-saints of all races shouted loudly, and their murderous intent was rising.

The King of Knife coughed up blood, and Ang hid his body covered with turtle patterns. The blood was soaked, and it was terrible. The chest and abdomen were pierced by the killing sword, and a large area of ​​vitality was extinguished, and the internal organs were all broken and irreparable.

Killing Sword is the first priority. Even though it is broken, the murderous intent that has been contaminated for eternity still causes irreparable injuries to the King of Swords.

The King of Knife coughed up blood, fell from the clouds, rolled into a ruin, but still stood proudly, with majestic eyebrows and eyes, and was calm in the face of changes, staring at the quasi-saints of all races with their heads raised.
To be continued...