Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 691: Jin Chanzi VS Darkseid
At the top of Mount Xumi, where a small temple is located, the sounds of fighting below the mountain did not seem to have any impact on the small temple.

The young monk was spinning bodhi beads in one hand and beating a wooden fish with the other.

Behind his bald head, a bright and pure land slowly unfolded, surrounded by golden light.

Buddhism says that there are countless worlds, and a grain of sand may contain a world.

The Buddha's light behind the young Buddha was only three feet away, but within it was a pure land of unknown magnitude.

At first glance, it seems extremely huge, yet it seems to have no physical existence.

Above the Pure Land, countless pagodas stand tall, surrounded by endless greenery.
When the wind blew, the sound of the treetops was as faint as thunder, and countless golden bells on the pagodas rang, and the tinkling sound spread throughout the entire Pure Land.

Countless monks sat cross-legged in the Bodhi forest under the pagoda, quietly comprehending some indescribable mystery in the Pure Land.

The sound of chanting scriptures came from all directions.
These monks chanted the name of "Sandalwood Merit Buddha", their faces showing either sadness or joy, anger or resentment, and a faint Buddha light emanated from their bodies, blending with the golden light and green air of the Pure Land. Just like the small pine trees on a high cliff, these monks were rooted in this Pure Land.

A ray of power of faith emerged spontaneously and quickly merged into the Buddha's forehead through some magical connection.

After the sarira obtained through his hard practice was purified, it turned into a ray of light golden light that shot out from the top of his head and merged into the Buddha's light behind his brain.

In the core area of ​​this pure land of Buddha's light, there is a clear pond with a radius of unknown miles.

The bottom of the pond is padded with eight treasures, and the clear water is filled with pearls, colored glaze, relics and other items. It is so densely packed that no one knows how many rare treasures are stored at the bottom of the pond.

The surface of the water is dotted with some golden lotus flowers, and the green leaves and golden lotus are reflected in the water. The originally clear water now has a thick golden glow and green vitality.

In the middle of this huge pond, a huge rock with a pale golden peak stands majestically.

From the bottom of the mountain to the top, along a golden staircase, hundreds of Zen temples stretch out like clouds across the mountain. The scent of sandalwood wafts through the mountain, and the sound of Buddhist chanting continues.

There is a long section of golden stairs extending from the foot of the mountain to the water in the pond. On the golden stairs under the water,

The Buddha, wearing a light yellow cassock and with a red, crystal-clear, ruby-like mole between his eyebrows, was sitting cross-legged.

A few golden water lilies floated above his head, and a large group of goldfish swam silently around him.

Beside the Buddha, the water waves were rippling quietly, with occasional flashes of light and shadow, and the boundless sea of ​​blood, hell, and mountains of swords and forests of knives suddenly appearing in the waves beside him.

In the sea of ​​blood and mountains of knives, countless dark creatures, demons, new gods, alien races and other strange servants of the dark multiverse were twisting and struggling, constantly emitting sharp howls towards the sky.

The red fire of karma was blazing, and the souls of these dark creatures were suffering from the endless burning of the fire of karma.

From time to time, thunder would strike them, and countless flying knives and swords would pierce their bodies.

There were also huge saws that would occasionally saw their bodies into two pieces, and then after being burned by the fire of karma, their bodies would return to their original state.

The boundless pain caused these souls to scream hysterically. They looked up at the sky blankly, as if they didn't understand why they came here.

The Buddha chanted the universal salvation sutra in a low voice, and bits of golden light spurted out of his mouth, transforming into countless Buddhist seals with ten thousand characters that flew into the light and shadows around him, surrounded by golden lotus and colorful clouds.

Torrential golden rain fell between the sea of ​​blood and the mountain of knives. Anyone who came into contact with the golden raindrops, whether they were dark creatures, demons, or even other dark servants, all had their expressions suddenly relaxed and their spirits became extremely uplifted.

They devoured the light rain wantonly, and the pain in their bodies seemed to be soothed and relieved by the golden light rain.

Under the golden light rain, the dark creatures' bodies flashed with golden light. They put their hands together and chanted "Sandalwood Merit Buddha".

These dark creatures were taught by Buddhism or converted to become monks chanting scriptures in the Pure Land.

Or they may pick up a sword or a Zen staff and become a Dharma protector or a demon-slayer.

On the mountainside, golden light flickered continuously, and every moment, millions of Buddhist guardians emerged from the golden light.

These dark creatures were transformed into Buddhist guardians, each of them was ferocious and evil, holding various weapons, and as soon as they appeared, they fought with the dark army attacking the mountain.

These dark creatures were already powerful souls before they were converted. After being converted, they became guardians of Buddhism, although they had not yet practiced any profound Buddhist teachings.

However, the Buddha's light on his body has an instinctive restraint on those dark creatures.

This also enables these Buddhist guardians to fight ten people at a time when fighting against ordinary dark creatures, and even against their former fellow tribesmen.

Moreover, as more and more dark creatures were killed or injured, their souls were bound by Mount Sumeru and sent to the Pure Land before they had the chance to return to the dark multiverse.

In this virtuous cycle, there are more and more monks in the Pure Land, and more and more power of faith is generated from them...

The Buddha's light behind the young monk's head had grown larger, and there were thin rays of light emanating from his entire body, numbering hundreds of billions, and each ray of light corresponded to a believer.

In Buddhism, whether it is Mahayana Buddhism or Hinayana Buddhism, the more Buddhist kingdoms are condensed and the more believers who practice in the Buddhist kingdoms, the greater the power that can be relied upon.

Saints like Jie Yin and Zhunti have condensed the Buddha kingdom as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges River.
In each Buddhaland there are three thousand great thousand worlds, three thousand middle thousand worlds, and three thousand small thousand worlds, and in each world there are trillions of believers…

The Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Arhats of Lingshan all have their own Buddha kingdoms, Buddha lands and pure lands, which vary in size and have different numbers of believers...

For those arhats and bodhisattvas at Lingshan who have not yet achieved Buddhahood, the three hundred billion believers may be able to condense one more golden body.

But for the young monk, although it was good to convert so many believers, there was not much joy on his face.

There was a loud bang, and the Mount Sumeru where he was sitting shook violently.

The young monk lowered his eyes and saw that beside Mount Sumeru, his Dharmakāya had three heads and eight arms, and was fighting with a demon king with Dharma weapons in his hands.

The demon king also became as tall as his Dharmakāya, with a terrifying face, wearing black armor, and stretching out his ten arms, each holding a large black spear, and fighting with his Dharmakāya.

The Dharmakaya of Mingwang was leaning against Mount Sumeru, and the two men's weapons collided. Every time the weapons collided, it was like a thunderbolt in a clear sky, and the void shook. The shaking of Mount Sumeru just now was caused by the aftermath of the confrontation between the two men.

As Barbatos's representative in the dark multiverse, the Laughing Bat was given the ability to partially control the origin of darkness.

His strength has reached an astonishing level.

His figure became as tall as the Dharmakaya of Vajra King. He grabbed into the void with his ten hands, and an infinite amount of violent dark energy rushed in. It quickly condensed into ten spears in his hands, bringing up a sky full of black air and rolling towards the Dharmakaya of Vajra King.

After a series of crisp sounds, the Dharmakaya of the King of Light and the Laughing Bat collided with each other for 36,000 times.
Even with the blessing of Mount Sumeru behind him, Clark was ultimately inferior to the Laughing Bat that had merged with the origin of darkness. He was not careful and was caught off guard by the Laughing Bat, who struck him in the armpit with a spear, causing Clark to roar in pain.

The young monk paused while twirling his rosary beads, and a bead turned into a streak of white light and flew out of his hand.

The Laughing Bat shot Clark and was laughing wildly at the sky with pride, but he didn't expect this to happen.
He was immediately hit in the face by the white gas, and his huge body was blown back by the white gas.

Even half of his head was smashed to pieces, and countless blood spurted out. Every drop of blood dripped into the void and turned into balls of black flames that burned fiercely.

The Batman Who Laughs is actually the Batman from a parallel universe. He was later lured and corrupted by Barbatos and became the Dark Lord of the Dark Multiverse.

Barbatos used the Cosmic Forge to fuse the body of the Laughing Bat with the original power of the Dark Multiverse.

Therefore, the blood in his body is also a concentrated product of the original power of darkness.

His blood spurted out and immediately turned into boundless black flames that swept through the void, burning the surrounding space and causing cracks...

The Laughing Bat, which had merged with the essence of darkness, naturally would not die so easily. "It hurts so much!"

With a roar, the Laughing Bat jumped up like crazy. The spiked helmet on his face gradually twisted and finally merged with the face under the helmet.
In the end, it turned into an extremely terrifying ghost face.

His face was dark, his eyes were like copper bells, and his mouth was long with jagged fangs. There was sticky blood plasma hanging on the black fangs, and he vaguely looked like a Barbatos dragon head.

The laughing bat, which had transformed into such a hideous appearance, laughed wildly towards the sky, and its body gradually expanded. It was surrounded by black smoke and red flames, and it retracted its eight arms.

He was only holding a black spear, with dazzling black light emitting from the tip of the spear. Endless black light rushed in all directions, causing the void to tremble continuously.

The Laughing Bat glanced at Mount Xumi, and with red eyes he let out an ugly laugh.

He actually bypassed Clark and ran towards Mount Sumeru.

Clark was stabbed by the Laughing Bat, and the power of the origin of darkness invaded the body of the Ming Wang. Even though Clark was completely unconscious at this time, he instinctively roared in pain with his head raised.

Seeing the Laughing Bat heading straight for Mount Sumeru, he roared, strode in front of the Laughing Bat, and smashed the Laughing Bat with the demon-subduing pestle, fish intestines, wisdom sword and other weapons in his hands.

The two behemoths collided, but at this time Clark was obviously no match for the Laughing Bat.

The young monk made an immovable gesture, and Mount Sumeru flashed with golden light, and remained steady, not moving at all.

Mount Sumeru shone with golden light, and the power of 300 billion believers shone on Clark. He seemed to have taken a tonic, and immediately became more energetic and fought with the laughing bat.

The young monk raised his eyes and looked into the distant void. With his eyes as sharp as torches, the endless steel continent came into his sight.

The entire surface of the continent has been polished smooth by powerful magic...

Smooth pits with diameters of more than a thousand kilometers are neatly arranged on that continent.
Blood-colored steam lingered in the pits, which were huge cultivation rooms...

Various creatures were pressed against the pits by the monsters, and their blood vessels were cut.
Fresh blood gushed into the pit.

The pungent smell of blood rose into the sky.

Countless wronged souls lingered around those pits, uttering earth-shattering howls.
The dark clouds and resentment of that continent were so thick that it almost frightened the Buddha.

The corpse, which had been drained of blood, was thrown into the pit by the monsters.

Countless scarlet machines about a foot in size floated in the void, emitting strange light waves that were injected into the pit.

Soon, the demons flapped their wings and flew into the sky like mosquitoes and flies flying out of a pond.

"Namo Sandalwood Merit Buddha! Mercy, mercy!"

The young monk looked at this scene, a hint of compassion flashing in his eyes.

His Dharma eyes searched the entire continent, intending to find the donor Tang, but he accidentally met the eyes of another bald man.

"Ok?"

Darkseid looked at the young monk on Mount Sumeru, and their eyes met. He immediately realized that this man had seen through their actions.

Darkseid didn't say anything more. He clenched his fist and punched the young monk in the air.

"Donor, are you so angry?"

The young monk bowed with one hand and chanted a Buddhist name.

A golden rain of light suddenly began to fall from the Iron Continent, and countless smallpox rolled down from the void.
Clear springs gushed out from the flat ground, and various lotus flowers, bodhi trees, and various rare flowers and trees appeared out of thin air.

There was a strange fragrance in the air, and wisps of purple air were hanging down from the sky like a curtain, and the sky was bright and bright...

"Fancy!"

Darkseid didn't care about these smallpox and golden flowers. He punched hard from the Temple of the God King where he was to the temple on the top of Mount Sumeru.

Billions of miles of void, wherever the fist wind passed, a black void crack about a hundred miles wide was blasted out by his fist...

"Boom!"

The young monk raised his hands and pushed them forward, trying to catch the blow.

"boom!"

The Sumeru Mountain, which was ten thousand miles in radius, seemed to have turned into a tumbler, smashing backwards from the top of the mountain.

The young monk's face flushed. He put his hands together and used a heavy weight to push Mount Sumeru down again.

A violent shock wave swept in all directions. At the foot of the mountain, halfway up the mountain, and those dark creatures, like flying ants in a typhoon, were swept away by this violent force for thousands of miles.

Pressing down Mount Xumi, the young monk looked at Darkseid in shock: "Sir, what magical powers, what great power!"

Darkseid looked at the young monk coldly and sneered unreasonably:
"Stop talking nonsense, surrender or die!"

The young monk sighed in response to Darkseid's words, and countless golden lotuses bloomed around him.

He slowly raised his right hand and lightly pressed his right thumb towards Darkseid.

This press, seemingly light and calm without any worldly air, perfectly interprets the artistic conception, mystery, and indescribable wonder of the Buddha's smile while holding a flower.

This finger can kill people or save people. With one finger, there is heaven and hell. Heaven and hell are all in his mind.

The mystery of this finger is truly indescribable.

Once upon a time, when the Buddha picked up a flower and smiled, only Ananda understood his true meaning.

The young monk's finger has all the magical powers of the Buddha. This finger contains the mystery of his becoming a Buddha, which is enough to make ordinary immortals ponder for countless kalpas.

If one can comprehend the mystery of this finger, then becoming a Buddha instantly is not an empty talk.

However, Darkseid does not care about the so-called Taoist magic, nor does he have the intention to understand any Buddhist magic.

All he wanted now was to get the anti-life equation, and coupled with his son's incompetence, he was already filled with rage.

Seeing the bald man pressing him with his thumb, Darkseid immediately exerted his full strength and shot two Omega rays directly at the young monk.

The Omega beam unleashed by Darkseid, who has regained all his strength, is more than a million times more powerful.

The young monk didn't have time to retract his finger as he pressed it on the two Omega rays.

There was a crisp sound, and the young monk groaned in pain. Blood splattered on the thumb of his right hand. Large amounts of golden Buddha's blood sprayed out and turned into countless golden and jade pearls that scattered all over the sky.

Each of those round and shiny pearls contained a small Buddha statue, which was sitting cross-legged and reciting Buddhist scriptures. For a moment, the whole sky was filled with the sound of Sanskrit chanting and the loud and clear sound of sutra recitation.

The young monk quickly withdrew his hand, looking a little embarrassed for a moment, and his face looked a little miserable.