Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 1247 Boundless murderous aura, fierce power of the magic knife!

The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and the sword is also the king of a hundred soldiers.

Regardless of the immortals or the common people, or other races of creatures in Zhutianyu, the weapons they use the most are nothing more than two kinds of swords.

These two weapons seem to be a crime of killing, and they are inconsistent with the compassion of Buddhism, but in the true Buddhism, apart from the great compassion that is revealed in the eyes of the world.

In fact, there are Buddha's anger, King Ming's anger, Vajra's anger, great Dharma protection, and great demon subjugation.

People often say that Buddha also has fire, which refers to this way in general.

They don't cultivate good fruits, they don't pay attention to the Dharma, they pay attention to one power and ten sessions, use their own great magic power and supernatural power to open up the way, suppress all evil spirits, demons and ghosts, and finally complete the killing karma to prove the way and become a Buddha.

Fa Hai, Wei Tuo, the Eighteen Arhats known to the world, and even Sun Wukong, who fought against the Buddha, are such representatives.

In the whole Buddhism and Taoism, there are many people who don't want to abide by the rules, don't like to be restrained, and don't want to keep the precepts. It is precisely because of this that this "shortcut" way of killing Wuji is the same as the joyful Zen. It has become the first choice for many people who step into Buddhism.

Even in the Han Dynasty, there was a second-rank sect with the highest level of Buddhism and Taoism, King Kong Temple.

The disciples of Buddhism and Taoism inside, all of them do not practice Buddhism or cultivate good fruits, they are all Dharma protectors.

The world calls it, the warrior monk!

Of course, there are advantages and disadvantages in everything, just like there are shortcuts to the magic way in Taoism. This way of killing karma to become a Buddha is just a small way in Buddhism. Later, it will become more difficult and obscure to practice.

However, the Buddhist monks generally do not have a solid foundation in Buddhism. As they kill more and become more hostile, it is easy for people to become obsessed with Zen. In the end, they often either go mad or kill themselves.

There are only a handful of people in the entire Buddhist sect who can truly kill their karma to prove the way and become a Buddha. All those who have achieved this way are all people with firm beliefs, great perseverance, and fearlessness.

Born to fight!

Sanzang Buddha does not belong to this category. He comes from the sect of the Holy Land, and he has intensively practiced the Dharma to comprehend the mantra. Naturally, he will not follow the trend of extreme warrior monks.

But now he has indeed cultivated into the golden body of Arhat, and obtained the vajra relic and dragon-elephant prajna skill, so even if he is really compared to those real warrior monks, he will not be inferior.

This saber fell into his hands, although it may not be suitable, but he has no scruples in using it, at least at this stage it can greatly increase his combat power.

It was a surprise.

Sanzang Buddha twirled the beads, even if his Zen mind was not moving, he couldn't help but smile at this moment.

People in the world often say that misfortunes are attached to blessings, and misfortunes depend on blessings.

Sanzang Buddhist disciples have now complied with this old saying, and have truly realized what it means to rely on misfortunes and blessings.

Ever since he was defeated by Duanchou that day, his heart has been extremely gloomy and bitter. He thought that the days to come would be spent in darkness, and he would return to Zen retreat, and he did not know how many years before he could re-enter the world.

Unexpectedly, the heavens tricked people, but he encountered many adventures because of this. Not only did he get the Vajra Relic, his strength was greatly increased, but he also got the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, a powerful inheritance of magical powers. Bing, such an adventure is jaw-dropping, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is protected by Buddha.

Thinking of this, Sanzang Buddha's eyes slightly closed, he uttered the Buddha's name, and stretched out his hand to pull out the ancient golden sword from the only half of the stone tablet left.

A sword is like a fierce tiger, and the learner needs to be domineering and swallow mountains and rivers with anger.

The magic soldier has a spirit, and he chooses his own master.

Maybe it's been abandoned for too long, or maybe it's because of the aura of Sanzang Buddha that it instinctively resists and loathes it.

Just as he grasped the handle with his fingers, suddenly, an endless murderous aura emanated from this dark and simple sword.

I don't know how much blood this knife has slaughtered, and the strong killing intent contained in it, even after endless years of suppression by the Buddhist stele, it still has not weakened in the slightest.

A murderous condensed extreme cold poured into his body through palm contact, and flowed all over his body along his fingers, wrists, and arms. He shuddered and his complexion changed slightly.

Inside the Dragon Elephant Buddha Monument, the suppressor was actually a murderous knife, a magic knife!

The saber is not out of its sheath, and its momentum is shocking. It is conceivable that if it really exerts its power, how terrifying it will be in a battle. It must be invincible, killing without bounds, and ghosts and gods.

Sanzang Buddha was horrified, at this moment he finally knew why the person who erected the monument chose to suppress and seal this sword, because the murderous aura inside was too terrifying, and it was beyond human control.

This is a magic knife, and the murderous intent contained in it is like a flood of beasts, which can easily destroy people's will and mind, and make people's strength increase sharply when they hold this magic knife, but at the same time, they will also lose their minds , Bloodthirsty, unwilling to stop.

No blood, no scabbard, no murder, no return!
No matter the mortal monks, when they pick up this knife, they will become the slaves of this knife. In the end, they will either be killed by someone, or be killed by this magic knife that is thirsty for blood.

Sanzang Buddha also suffered a lot from it. If he hadn't had profound Buddhist teachings and had a new fortuitous breakthrough, he might have fallen for the way of this sword in the first place and became a bloodthirsty sword slave.

Even so, he was sweating coldly on his forehead now, and felt a little miserable. The monstrous murderous aura was like a tide, as if there were thousands of magic sounds killing, constantly impacting his Zen mind and devouring his reason.

As a last resort, the golden body of Arhat reappeared on Sanzang's body, and the phantom of the dragon and elephant was condensed into reality, and nine dragons and elephants manifested at the same time, suppressing the world and the four directions, with boundless and vast power to subdue demons, pouring into the magic sword, and the great Purdue Liuli Buddha's light continued to suppress it with magic seals and six-character mantras.

At this moment, the Buddha rosary beads like glass and gold jade also came out of his hand, transforming into Buddhas of the heavens, spinning and suppressing them.

"boom"

There was a loud noise, and the magic knife trembled wildly. On the jet-black scabbard, fierce and violent blade light continued to wash and shatter, competing with the Buddha's light seals one after another.

Time passed by every minute and every second, I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a century, and finally, just before Sanzang was about to lose his mind, the magic knife was suppressed, a burst of light erupted outrageously, and the world shattered.

Before he could prevent it, the magic knife came out of his hand.

Hearing a clang, the whole magic knife with its scabbard was inserted straight into the ground. Immediately, the whole cliff shook, cracking and collapsing in a radius of a hundred feet, and a circle of terrible spider web cracks appeared.

The magic knife fell silent again.

(End of this chapter)