MTL - Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price-Chapter 594 A self-defeating supreme demon? (two in one)

  Chapter 594 A self-defeating supreme demon? (two in one)

  Why do all the forces call the Beast Pen a once-in-a-thousand-year disaster?

  Because of the wide range of radiation, even hundreds of thousands of miles away, there were changes. When the Buddhas were born, everywhere they passed was a mess.

  The number of deaths and injuries of living beings is difficult to estimate, which shows the horror of Buddhism.

  The main elephant faces east, standing still covered in blood.

  His body and soul dissimilated uncontrollably, his flesh and bones showed a metallic luster, his internal organs were exhausted and necrotic, and blood oozed from his five sense organs.

  He lowered his head, trying not to let himself look up, but the huge shadow has covered the surrounding area for thousands of miles, and the sunlight has become thinner.

   "Wu Karma!!"

  The deafening sound rang out above the head of the elephant master, and the internal organs were severely injured, the blood vessels began to burst, and the skin turned purple.

   "Wu Karma!!!"

  The mountain collapsed, and the falling rubble buried the elephant owner in it, but it also isolated part of the external influence, which made him feel better.

  Before he was about to die, he suddenly thought of Mrs. Bone.

  The two have been teachers and friends for thousands of years, and Mrs. Bone is at least half of the credit for being able to reach the Heavenly Paradise.

  Elephant Master barely opened his eyes, the dazzling light shining through the cracks in the rocks made his tears flow out uncontrollably.

  I vaguely remember that "Wu Kar" means "great light" in Buddhist language.

   If there is no accident, he should have encountered the existence of the Tathagata, one of the rumored three-body Buddha "Bright Buddha".

   "Brightness is born, how can there be no eggs under the nest..."

  Bright Buddha gradually went away, and the light in the cracks of the stone also dimmed.

  Elephant Master smiled wryly. He may be tens of thousands of miles away from Guangming Buddha, but even so, he looked extremely embarrassed.

  Bright Buddha Qi has penetrated the body and soul, and it will take at least ten years to get rid of it, but he has no strength to move at all. If he retreats in the wilderness, he will undoubtedly seek his own death.

   What's more, there are many disasters, how can ten years be enough for him to recuperate.

  The Elephant Master became more and more desperate, but he felt an impulse again. The fear in his heart disappeared, and his breathing became heavy.

  He wanted to see what the Bright Buddha above the Earth Immortal looked like, even if he died, it would be worthwhile to walk in this world.

  Xiang mastered the technique and managed to get up while his body was overwhelmed.

  Who would have thought that the Elephant Lord, known for his strong physical body, would almost turn into minced meat just by being affected by the Buddha's light.

  The Elephant Lord pushed aside the gravel, and the surrounding area was already a barren land.

  The rocky soil has turned into glass, let alone farming, no tough vegetation can grow from it.

  The Elephant Lord looked towards Guangming Buddha, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he felt like worshiping, his lips were trembling constantly.

   That is a palm tens of thousands of meters long. That's right, the body of Guangming Buddha is actually a palm, with only vertical eyes in the palm.

  The vertical eyes seem to be able to understand everything in the world, and the light emitted evaporates all water, turning things into a glass-like Buddhist pure land.

  Where the Buddha went, how could there be any eggs?

  The Elephant Lord fell to his knees, covered in smoke and dust, his skin and flesh became shriveled in the blink of an eye, and his three souls and seven souls also tended to collapse.

  He didn't happen out of nowhere. In order to find a new fairy position, as long as he hears that there is trouble, the elephant master will rush away immediately.

  I thought that the source of the disaster mentioned by Sanxiu was the immortal, but I didn't expect to encounter the Buddha of Light.

  The elephant master coughed violently, closed his eyes unwillingly, and was ready to accept his fate and become a corpse in the world.

  Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice echoed in my mind.

   "In the name of the Heavenly Court, I will restart the Conferred God!!"

   "Elephant Lord, you are on the list of gods, would you like to participate in the romance of gods?"

   "May..."

  The figure of the elephant master turned into light and shadow and disappeared. When consciousness recovered, he was hanging upside down on a twisted towering giant tree.

  There are countless colorful fruits hanging from the branches, and he is also covered with golden beetles, greedily absorbing the bright Buddha energy in his body.

   "Alive, but what happened to Fengshen Yanyi?"

  The Elephant Master shook his head, closed his eyes to recover from the injuries to his body and soul, and prepared for the possible appearance of Fengshen Yanyi.

   After a while, the number of monks on the sick tree began to increase.

  ...

   Layman Anran is in an awkward situation. A large number of forces want to find out the secrets of the fairy position, but at the same time they dare not offend the heaven.

  So they imprisoned Anran Layman in the name of surrender.

  Delicious food and drink are provided, and travel is not restricted, but the residence has been shrouded in a phantom array, and it is impossible to escape from it.

  The layman looked around, she was trapped in an underground room, and there were monks who looked like humans and animals guarding the door.

  They do not provide resources for cultivation, even if layman An Ran can go to Dream City, they cannot be promoted to Heavenly Paradise Realm in a short time.

   "Alas, good fortune and misfortune accompany..."

   Layman Anran Anran sighed, closed his eyes and continued to practice the magic technique, and if it didn't work, he drew the immortal energy into his body and forced his way out.

  At this time, there were more deafening voices in his mind.

   "In the name of the Heavenly Court, I will restart the Conferred God!!"

   "A layman, you are on the list of gods, would you like to participate in the romance of gods?"

  The layman was stunned for a few moments, and quickly realized: "I wish, I wish, the villain is willing to participate in the Romance of the Gods."

   Before the guardian monk could react, she disappeared in the same place in an instant, leaving only the monk who rushed over in a rage.

  ...

  Xiaoyan also heard about the matter of conferring gods that Ren Qing said, but fell into hesitation.

  The disaster caused by the animal pen has spread to Burning Land, and the originally orderly ecological chain is as fragile as a piece of thin paper.

  The leaves of the lush mountain forests are withered and yellow. You must know that the Burning Hills are shrouded in volcanic ash all year round, and the crops only need one short season to mature.

  Now in midsummer, there is an illusion that winter is about to pass, and the corpses of wild animals can be seen all over the ground, and the flesh is a strange glaze color.

   Tens of thousands of people from Fendigang marched towards the volcano one after another.

  They dug a wide area of ​​caves at the bottom of the mountain, and they are still preparing special elixir day and night, the main material is volcanic ash.

  After taking the elixir, the people of Burning Hill will fall into a dormant state, and their vital signs will almost disappear.

  Only when the outside temperature rises to about 500, will they wake up, but their cultivation will be completely lost.

  But this is the best way they can think of to avoid disaster.

  But the elixir lasts up to two hundred years. If the time is exceeded, the body will shrink irreversibly, and the soul will also be damaged.

  Xiaoyan remained silent, the Conferred God of the Heavenly Court must have narrowly escaped death, but if he could not return to Burning Hill within two hundred years, there might not be any Huoyan clan living on fire in the world.

   Wait, the Heavenly Court should be located in a real small world, and the security there must be higher than that of Burning Ground.

  Xiaoyan just wanted to ask the familiar monks in the dream city if he could transfer the burning ground hill to the world in the stomach, so that it can be done once and for all.

  At this time, Yang Shenjing with the highest qualifications walked to Xiaoyan's side, and said with a smile: "Patriarch Xiao, I know what you are worried about."

   "We are the descendants of King Huode Xing. We are born as fire mothers and die as fire mothers. How can we leave the burning place where generations have thrived?"

   After he finished speaking, he walked towards the volcano, staggering like a dying old man, ready to lie down in the coffin made in advance.

  Xiaoyan made up his mind, knelt down and kowtowed several times.

   Then he said in a loud voice: "Heavenly Court will restart the Conferred God, I must go to inherit the mantle of Huode Xingjun, two hundred... No, within a hundred years, I will definitely return to Burning Land."

   "Then congratulate the new generation of Huode Xingjun, hahaha."

  All the clansmen laughed and sent off Xiaoyan, without any fear of death at all.

  Birth is the mother of fire, and death is the mother of fire. As long as Xiaoyan becomes Huode Xingjun, they can be revived again, even if they are separated by thousands of years.

  Xiaoyan took a deep breath, and then his figure turned into light and shadow and disappeared.

  ...

  On the diseased tree in Ren Qingniwan Palace, the number of upside-down figures gradually increased.

  They are all monks who have obtained the inheritance of the immortal position in advance. They have different expressions, and their eyes are full of ambition, greed, and fear...

  The thirteen people were not selected by Ren Qing, but selected by the immortal position in the dark, and the extra person was the elephant master who refused to inherit the immortal position.

  Their aptitude is not necessarily good, but the compatibility with the fairy position is very high,

  However, except for Mrs. Bone, it can be seen that Mrs. Bone is not progressing fast in cultivating the magic technique, and she barely grows a layer of dead skin.

  Ren Qing's phantom appeared next to the diseased tree, and thirteen figures fell from the branches.

   "Meet the Immortal..."

   "Immortal Venerable!"

   "I have seen the immortal!"

  Ren Qing waved his hand to signal them not to speak, and then said: "There will be thousands of monks competing for the immortal position..."

  All the monks couldn't help being in an uproar. They thought that the practice of immortality had already entered the room, and they only needed to continue to improve the immortality.

  The Elephant Lord and Mrs. Bone looked at each other, both of them were a little confused about the situation.

  What exactly does Heaven want to do? What does conferring the gods mean?

  Ren Qing didn't bother to explain, the diseased tree emitted colorful lights and shadows when he waved his hands, forming a gorgeous picture, and he could barely see the scene outside the animal pen, the horror of the Buddhas confronting each other.

  The elephant master trembled, and the Guangming Buddha had come to the animal pen, which made the aura of Buddhism reach the limit, and the aura of the demon was defeated immediately.

   "Where did it take hundreds of years for you to practice hard to become immortals?"

  Ren Qing couldn't help sighing. According to his original plan, Feng Xian would have to go back at least 50 to 100 years, so that the physique of all the monks would completely transform into Xiang Huo Xian.

   Now in a hurry, nameless and missing.

  However, Fengxian is the layout of Ren Qingcheng's attainment of immortality. Although he does not have the five spells to reach the perfection of the heavenly delusion realm, the toe separation technique and the birth of heaven and earth are not far from the earth immortal.

   "You have the initial immortal body, and the recognition of the immortal position, the probability of being ranked in the immortal class is naturally far higher than others."

   What Ren Qing said was not to deceive them. Generally speaking, the flesh incense immortal and the immortal position are closely related. In addition, both of them are integrated with the immortal position, and the invisible advantages are not small.

  The layman said with burning eyes: "The Arctic Immortal, may I ask, how can I become a god?"

   "You will know when the time comes, remember not to be reckless, you can become a fairy with enough patience."

  Ren Qing guessed that the flow rate of time in the restricted area of ​​the immortal position is different from that of the outside world. Hundreds of years are enough for him to become a true immortal.

  The monks wanted to say something, but they found that Ren Qing was nowhere to be seen, leaving them looking at each other beside the strange sick tree.

  After Ren Qing's consciousness returned to his body, he performed the toe separation technique again.

  Because of the blessing of the two immortal bodies and the Tathagata in the physical body, he can barely exert part of the power of Zhili Mengxian, and can communicate with monks scattered in this world regardless of distance.

  Cultivators above the Yang God Realm of various forces, without exception, whispered in their ears.

   "In the name of the Heavenly Court, I will restart the Conferred God!!"

  Some monks refused, and some monks agreed without hesitation.

   Facing the situation where the animal pen was almost at the end of the road, they knew more or less well.

   It doesn’t make much difference whether to wait for the catastrophe in the animal pen to erupt, or to contact the unknown forces of the heavens.

  The most important thing is that the interests shown by the heavens involve becoming immortals and attaining the Tao.

  No one can resist temptation. The monks who have reached the Yang God Realm have experienced countless lives and deaths, and their age is also five hundred years old.

  Luck, talent, and character are indispensable.

  A large number of monks agreed, and they settled down with relatives and friends of the same forces, and they went to the sick tree by coincidence.

  Of course, there are not a few forces that have luck.

  They think that the protective measures they have arranged are foolproof, and they are separated from the animal pen by hundreds of thousands of miles. How could it be such a coincidence.

   As everyone knows, in the pile of immortals and Buddhas in the animal pen, the Three Dao Patriarchs and the Three Buddhas are involved.

  Ren Qing is still standing in the hinterland of the Buddhist world, but the number of monks in Niwan Palace is increasing, and has gradually exceeded the mark of a thousand people.

  He must maintain the state of the double fairy body and the Buddha body at all times, otherwise Niwan Palace will not be able to accommodate thousands of high-level monks.

  Ren Qing's maintenance time is limited, mainly because of the burden on the body and soul of the Tathagata.

  He secretly counted down, he had to leave room, if there were still monks who did not agree, it was impossible to wait endlessly.

   At the same time, Ren Qing was never idle.

  When the monk was in the Niwan Palace, it was a good opportunity to spread the disease. Naturally, he would not miss it, and he had already used it secretly.

  The disease selected by Ren Qing is called "alienated disease".

   Alienated diseases are formed by the combination of many types of diseases. The most special thing is that there is no symptom during the incubation period.

  Ren Qing can remotely control the alienated disease and transform it into any known disease.

  Regardless of the rules of the Immortal Forbidden Zone, he can act as a chess player and secretly influence the direction of the Battle of Immortals.

  Ren Qing took a deep breath, and only withdrew the idea of ​​communicating with the monks when the deadline approached.

  Boom.

  The animal fence is very suitable for the occasion, the earth trembles and the mountains shake. The Buddha of Light makes there is no night in the world, only the light illuminates the world for a long time.

  Obviously, Buddhism will not wait for the transformation of Dingguang Buddha to complete.

   Disasters will appear soon, immortals and Buddhas will confront each other, people will die or be injured, and this world will soon be reshuffled.

   "Buddha said, infinite light..."

  The voice of Guangming Buddha resounded through the sky, and the Buddha world unexpectedly had sunlight penetrating through it for a long time. In the sky, it can be said that the sun, moon and stars are walking together.

  Ren Qing no longer hesitated, his body and soul turned into light and shadow to shuttle between illusions.

  He was about to go to the restricted area of ​​the Immortal Throne, and when he looked out of the corner of his eye at the position of the animal pen, the exaggerated Guangming Buddha came into view.

   But what surprised Ren Qing was that Guangming Buddha was deliberately protecting the Great Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva.

  The Great Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva is even closer to the periphery than the Arhat Buddha, and looks like sitting on a mountain watching a tiger fight.

  Ren Qing muttered a few words in his mouth, and his body and soul got into the forbidden area of ​​the fairy seat through the dream.

  For Buddhism, the sudden disappearance of thousands of people does not affect the situation at all, and all energy is focused on encircling and suppressing the supreme demon.

  A butterfly flapping its wings in the north, no one knows if it will cause a storm in the south.

  After Ren Qing went to the Xianwei restricted area, the outside eyeliner also lost its effect.

  He didn't realize that the southwestern corner of the Buddha Realm had been shrouded in dense clouds, from which the familiar Yin Qi rushed to his face.

  The body of the corpse fairy is revealed, and chains are pierced into the Buddha Realm.

  After the chains groped for the location of the Black Crow Mistress, the Corpse Immortal followed the chains and stepped into the Buddha Realm, aiming at the blood pool of severed limbs and flesh.

  The pool of blood has now piled up into mountains.

  The Tiandao insects seemed to have completely lost their minds, and lined up to cut their throats and plunge into the blood pool, filling the capacity of the blood pool with their own corpses.

  The corpse fairy was attracted by the pool of blood, devouring the flesh and blood greedily.

  In the silent darkness, even the black goats dared to watch the corpse fairy from a distance, tilting their heads and staring at it strangely.

  Compared to the forbidden zone of the dead, the corpse fairy has a more deformed appearance.

   Eyeballs grow out of the holes covered with flesh and blood, and the transformation of heaven has deepened by more than 10%, leading to more and more crazy and illogical behavior.

  Whether Wuming was affected by the corpse fairy, only he knows.

   Just as the corpse fairy was digesting the blood pool, Mistress Black Crow, who was already riddled with holes, had a weird expression.

  The Mistress Black Crow swung her tail heavily, destroying the arrangement to isolate the heavenly demon's breath.

  A large amount of heavenly demon breath swarmed in from the outside world, directly submerging the pool of blood, and each corpse opened its pure black eyes.

"Hey Hey…"

   There was a strange laugh, the corpse grew fine fluff, and horns emerged from the forehead.

  But before it turned into a black goat, it was swallowed by the corpse fairy.

  The flocks of sheep gathered more and more, eagerly watching the corpse fairy, as if there was a piece of delicious and tempting meat in front of them.

  But the Buddhist world is just an episode.

   Even Wuming, who has been deployed for thousands of years, is not much different from ants in the eyes of immortals and Buddhas.

  The main battlefield is always in the animal pen. The Buddha chanted scriptures uninterruptedly, and the Buddha's aura exuded completely overwhelmed the brilliance of the sun and the moon.

  Eighteen Arhats sat cross-legged on the ground, whispering with a smile on their lips and closed eyes.

  There is a long and narrow tentacle at the back of their heads connected to the Buddha of Light, in order to obtain the Buddha's energy from the body of the Tathagata Buddha.

   It's not the mutual aid of Buddhism, Guangming Buddha doesn't care about the death of Arhat at all.

  There are great class differences among Buddhas and Buddhas. Arhats can come to the animal pen, and they are more like containers for the breath of demons.

  In order to increase the efficiency of the glazed pure land covering the animal pen, the Eighteen Arhats are responsible for absorbing the breath of demons, and then counteract it with the light of Buddha.

  Guangming Buddha obviously has a deep fear of the supreme demon, and has no intention of contacting the breath of the demon, and is always on guard against the opponent's counterattack.

   It is safest for Buddhism to act in this way.

  The beast pen is the place where the supreme demons stand, and it is connected to the Buddhist realm. If it is cut off in the middle, it is difficult for the supreme demons to escape.

  With the reduction of the size of the stables, more than 100,000 black goats have been converted.

  Black Goat built temples dedicated to the Buddhas, and in a short period of time, bustling Buddhist towns have been formed.

  They put glazed clay on the altar, and it can be transformed into food as long as it is bathed in the Buddha's breath.

   It can be seen from this that if this world is ruled by Buddhism, even the rations of living beings must be bestowed by the Buddha.

   From time to time, there was the sound of a collapse.

  The wall of flesh and blood that gave birth to the black goat could not hold up after being glazed, and all the order of the animal pen will be completely rewritten today.

   Many forces are paying attention to the animal pen, and they don't understand one thing.

  Why does the Supreme Demon want to bind his own hands and feet, and assimilating Dingguang Buddha is completely more harmful than beneficial, and because of this, he has provoked Buddhism.

  Existence at the level of the Supreme Demon, no matter how many Tathagata Buddhas assimilated, it is impossible to break through to the level of the Three Dao Patriarchs.

  The aura of Buddha is about to approach the center of the animal pen, and Dingguang Buddha is still in the ancient well.

  Dingguangfo's face has been mostly fused with the flesh and blood of the animal pen, and a lot of stinky blood still flows out from the joint from time to time.

   "Amitabha Buddha."

   A beam of light transformed by Buddha's energy shot out from the eyes of Guangming Buddha, and it flew towards Dingguang Buddha heavily, and the breath of heavenly demon scattered.

  Ding Guangfo opened his **** mouth unhurriedly, and let out a sheep cry.

   Immediately afterwards, the aura of the heavenly demon poured out overwhelmingly, blocking the attack of the Buddha of Light, but also fully exposed his trump card.

  If Ren Qing was present, he would definitely be shocked by Dingguangfo's methods.

  Because the breath of the heavenly demon exhaled is no longer mixed with the slightest Dingguang Buddha's aura, it doesn't look like the Dingguang Buddha at all.

  Ding Guangfo's face suddenly changed, countless sheep's faces appeared on the skin, and the demonic aura suddenly burst out.

  A quarter of the area of ​​Liuli Pure Land was dispersed

  Dingguang Buddha's face changed from a compassionate Buddha to a lifelike sheep face within a few breaths.

   "Heavenly Demon!!"

   "How dare you take away the Dingguang Buddha..."

  Guangming Buddha said word by word, and then with the help of several Bodhisattvas, launched a wild bombardment of the animal pen.

  The ground collapsed, the mountains toppled, and the environment of the animal pen suddenly changed, and it gradually moved closer to the basin.

  It is indeed as Guangming Buddha said, the appearance of Dingguang Buddha is that he has been completely replaced by the Supreme Demon.

  The situation has become even weirder.

  As a part of the former moral heavenly deity, the supreme demon is colorless and formless. Because it has no entity, it is immortal.

  But after the supreme demon seized She Dingguang Buddha, there was a fatal weakness directly.

  Supreme Heavenly Demon's seizing the body is not only refining the avatar, but completely merging itself with Dingguang Buddha, so there is no way out.

  Ren Qing's fungus soul couldn't contact the main soul, but he still kept an eye on the animal pen.

  He was on the edge of the Buddhist world, and said to himself in disbelief: "It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, what the **** is the supreme demon doing?"

  poof...

  The sheep's face came out of the flesh and blood of the animal pen, and its long snake-like neck met the Buddha's spirit, and it fought back and forth with the Buddhas alone.

  Bright Buddha is not in a hurry to kill them all, and mainly focuses on fighting.

  At the same time, he compressed the area of ​​the animal pen again, trying to use the method of catching a turtle in a urn to completely kill the Supreme Demon in the animal pen.

  Thick dark clouds covered hundreds of thousands of miles, and heavy rain poured out towards the ground.

  The foraging field mouse grabbed the grain, and before it could escape into the hole, a drop of rain went straight through its head.

  Rain is destructive, washing the world unscrupulously.

  A flood appeared without warning, and even the celestial realm is no match for nature, and the changing celestial phenomena are only just beginning.

  The fungus soul felt weak, and it looked up at the clouds.

  In the gray-black sea of ​​clouds, there seems to be a tinge of fiery red.

  The fungus soul froze in place, and then suddenly spontaneously ignited, it roared mournfully, and finally no ashes remained.

【Happy New Year! ! 】

  

  

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