I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 229

The Great Hall of Buddhism.

Fahai and the old monk fought more and more fiercely.

One is Buddhism Tianjiao, and the other is the incarnation of Bodhisattva.

All kinds of Buddhism magic methods came in handy, and the monks around me were fascinated and intoxicated, and their hostility to Fahai was not the same as before.

The old monk has enlightened the Dharma for three hundred years, and is even the third turn of Nirvana. Fahai is only thirty years old, and he is actually on the same level.

When Buddha Miaozhi noticed something strange, the old monk's Dharma changed when he thought.

"Unlimited life!"

The immeasurable Buddha's light turned into a swastika, and knocked the Qibao gold building into the air.

The old monk took advantage of the opportunity to bully him, pinched the white lotus seal with his hand, and hit the Fahaimian gate.

"It's you who are waiting!"

Fahai's complexion remained unchanged, and four arms stretched out behind him, pinching two by two.

The upper part is the white lotus seal, and the lower part is the killing seal. The two arms in the middle look like a sharp killing blade with a blade. .

"Niezhang die!"

Fahai screamed, and the triple Buddha seal blasted three vital points on the old monk's head and heart.

boom!

The hall shook, and the blessing light from the Buddha's image was faintly torn apart.

"Infinite..."

The voice of the old monk stopped abruptly, and his figure resembled a dream bubble, turning into white lotus flowers and drifting away in the wind.

The hall was silent.

The Bailian Cult among the monks did not dare to make any noises. As long as they were not blind, they could find that the old monk died too strangely.

Become a white lotus and go with the wind...

This scene is very familiar, Buddhism's archenemy, the White Lotus Sect, is such a vision after the death of the high-level congregation.

"Amitabha!"

Fahai proclaimed the Buddha's name, folded his arms, and walked slowly towards the Buddha.

"Wonderful! Don't you want to show its true shape soon?"

"Not bad, not bad! It is indeed the body that the concubine's body likes, and it can break a strand of clone."

Mage Miaozhi stood up and stroked his palm in admiration: "It is rumored that in ancient times, there was a legend of killing immortals by Yifan, and the mage already had three points of magic."

When speaking, Master Miaozhi's body changed, his first black hair was born, his masculine appearance was female, and his chest muscles bulged.

When the voice fell, she turned from a Buddha into a middle-aged beautiful woman.

The monks in the temple were first shocked that the old monk was a white lotus demon, and then looked at the middle-aged beautiful woman, it seemed to be seven-point similar to the idol worshipped by the Bailian Church, and their mouths were opened in horror, and they couldn't make a sound.

"The concubine body is Bai Wanrong."

Our Lady of White Lotus slowly said: "Of course, the world respects me as Our Lady of White Lotus!"

The true immortal was in front of her face, and Madame Bailian didn't bother to hide her identity anymore.

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha's names in the temple came and went one after another, and many monks recovered and got up one after another, the shining Buddha light encircled Our Lady of White Lotus in the center.

"The Virgin is on!"

The horn of the Buddha rang again, and nearly half of the monks stood behind the mother of white lotus, indicating their identity.

"Mage Jisi?"

"Miao Jian?"

"Jieyan monk, how could you..."

The monks in the Buddhist kingdom couldn't believe it, and the same school who chanted sutras and talked about the Buddha on weekdays turned out to be the white lotus demon.

Jiyun raised his head to look at Yan Xiao Yan Yan's enlightened country lord, with his hair standing tall and dare not say: "The lord?"

"Jiyun, the poor monk remembers your last life, and the name is forever, and the poor monk is Yonghua in the previous life.

"In the last life, the poor monk studied under Mingku Mage, oh, that is now the Zhending Mage. The position of Arhat is in sight, it is gratifying!"

"In my previous life... Don't mention it!"

The Lord of Zhengjue sighed: "The poor monk has four turns of Nirvana, and the memories of the fourth life are mixed, and sometimes I can't tell who I am. Jiyun, according to the Hinayana Buddhism records, has attained the Buddha in the nine turns of Nirvana."

"Do you think the poor monk can achieve nine turns?"

"The Lord..."

Jiyun was silent, even though the aptitude of a country lord is rare for a thousand years, the four turns of Nirvana is a fluke, and the nine turns are absolutely hopeless.

The Lord Zhengjue asked again: "Who knows, can you become a Buddha after the ninth revolution?"

The monks in the temple are silent, Theravada Buddhism enshrines the only Buddha, the so-called nine-turn Nirvana theory is only spread, so far no one can become a Buddha by this. On the contrary, Mahayana Buddhism aspires to become a Buddha, and the Buddha's domain has been passed on to this day by Arhats.

"If you can't become a Buddha, what's the use?"

With a wave of the Lord Zhengjue's hand, the bright yellow vestment instantly changed to ink, and white lotus texture was embroidered.

"Poor monk from today, the law name: Black lotus!"

The aura rose to the sky, with an immeasurable amount of black light, and the hall turned into a dark magic domain.

Immeasurable life...

Dharma is boundless...

The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless...

The endless Zen sounds reverberate in the demon realm, manifesting all kinds of dream bubbles, eroding the minds of the monks in the Buddhist kingdom.

Zhou Yi's brow furrowed, and the depth of the master's magical thoughts is rare in the world, perhaps more than a lifetime. He was about to slap in the face, slap the lord to death or wake him up, and teach him to be a new man.

"Buddha scum, it's still up to the poor monks to take care of it!"

Fahai folded his hands together and said, "The Evil Buddha White Lotus will trouble Zhou Donor."

"good."

Zhou Yi's figure flickered, transforming into a pure Taoist appearance.

The monks who were struggling to resist the magic sound almost pierced their eyes when they saw the navy blue Taoist robe.

Repeatedly promoted the Buddha's title to stabilize the Buddha's heart.

"Bold evildoer, how dare to make a mistake in front of the Buddha!"

Fahai stepped forward, his figure soaring, and his six golden body appeared in a flash, with six arms like Optimus Golden Pillars.

The black lotus eyes were evil, the black robes waved, and the magic light was surging like a tide, billowing.

"Niezhang die!"

Fahai stepped on the wave of magic light, and went upstream to Black Lotus. Six big golden bowls of fists fell like rain.

Boom boom boom boom...

Hei Lian's body was full of magic light, and it shattered in an instant, and the severe pain that he hadn't experienced for hundreds of years hit one after another.

"You dare...puffpuff..."

"This seat is...poof..."

"stop……"

The terrifying power fell on the body, and the black lotus mana was difficult to operate, and even the relic was forcibly cracked.

Losing step by step, losing step by step, Hei Lian could not fight back under Fahai's fist.

"waste!"

The Mother of White Lotus snorted coldly, and the vitality of heaven and earth shook, and she was about to imprison Fahai.

"The Bodhisattva really likes to bully the small with the big."

Zhou Yi waved his hand, and the two golden lights intertwined, cutting to the head of Our Lady of White Lotus.

"True Dragon Cut!"

The face of Our Lady of White Lotus changed slightly, this treasure was already so famous, and when a thought moved, it turned into a white lotus and disappeared.

Zhou Yi glanced at Fahai who was beating the black lotus violently, and followed the guidance of the demon's illustrated book, turning it into a light to chase after it.

"Amitabha!"

The Fahai Gaoxuan Buddha smashed down with six arms in turn.

The fist contained the most pure and pure Buddhism, and he was restraining the black lotus demon thought. After a while, the black lotus body was smashed into pieces abruptly.

The magic light in the hall gathered into a cloud, rolling a black relic full of cracks, and fleeing outside the hall.

Reliance performed the escape method, and the speed was as fast as the **** of Yin, and Fahai couldn't catch up.

"The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless..."

Suddenly, there were bursts of Zen sounds from the Buddha statue, and a giant palm covering the sky seemed to be slow and fast, holding the devil cloud and the relic in his hand.

Squeak!

The relic turned into powder and drifted away in the wind.

The Bailian believers who were still in the temple looked horrified, and turned into Buddha's light to flee.

"...Looking back is the shore!"

The palm of the Buddha gave birth to endless suction, and the white lotus believers who fled in all directions fell into their palms uncontrollably, following the footsteps of the black lotus.

"Amitabha!"

Fahai put his hands together~www.mtlnovel.com~ bowed and bowed to the Buddha statue.

The monks in the temple announced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

Fahai retracted his three-zhang golden body, strode to the futon in front of the hall, sat down cross-legs, and looked around the monks in the hall.

"The Buddha kingdom has become a devil's land, and the poor monks want to preach the Dharma here, what do you think?"

The monks in the temple glanced at the Buddha statue, which had returned to its original appearance, seeming to have acquiesced in it, so they gave salutes one after another.

"I am waiting to practice Buddhism under the seat of the Lord of the Kingdom!"

"Good, good!"

Fa Hai said loudly: "Buddha said: Killing is for protecting lives, killing one's karma is not killing one..."

A senior monk in the hall wondered: "Lord, this is Mahayana Buddhism?"

"This is the Karma Dharma practiced by poor monks!"

Chapter end