Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

The reason why the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva lineage was able to suppress the Blood Sea, the ancestral home of the evil sect, was not only due to the boundless magical powers of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, but more importantly, it had the support of Buddhism.

Since Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva took office in Yinshan, the Asuras have besieged Yinshan more than once, but each time they were repelled by the Buddhist Buddhas.

When the leader of the Styx was alive, he once became furious and stirred up a sea of ​​blood 80 billion miles long, attempting to submerge the Yinshan Mountains and force the Buddhas of Lingshan Mountains to come to his rescue.

Sakyamuni Buddha and the five great Ming Kings fought in the chaos of the Styx for thousands of years, and only after sacrificing three incarnations of the Ming Kings did they quell the disaster.

Since then, the Asura demons in the blood sea have been more indifferent to the existence of Ksitigarbha. There is nothing they can do since even the leader cannot defeat this group of bald donkeys.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva preaches the Dharma on the Yin Mountain every day to convert evil spirits. Every day, weak-willed Asuras are attracted by the Dharma and become Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's disciples, becoming the guardian gods of Buddhism.

This made the Asura Kings feel as depressed as if they were watching their own wives climbing into the bed of a bald donkey every day. Well, although the Asuras did not attach much importance to the chastity of men and women.

But Ksitigarbha's behavior undoubtedly made these Asura warriors feel angry.

There is no possibility of peace due to the deep blood feud between the Asura demons and the Ksitigarbha lineage.

Now that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has passed away, these bald donkeys have lost their backing, and the anger of the Asura clan that had been accumulated for billions of years finally erupted at this moment.

A group of Asura kings, Buddhist Bodhisattvas and Venerables were fighting fiercely above the Nine Heavens. At this time, the Asura clan had no military discipline at all.

Countless brave Asura warriors rushed out from the sea of ​​blood and rushed towards the distant Buddha formation.

Dark clouds, strong winds, and bloody rain swept out. In just a blink of an eye, at least tens of millions of Ashura warriors rushed out.

Hundreds of thousands of the fastest and bravest Asura warriors laughed wildly and rushed towards the seemingly disrupted Buddhist formation.

Before the first wave of Asura warriors could rush to the front of the formation, accompanied by a Zen chant, the infinite Buddha light in the huge Buddha formation gathered into a golden lamp. An old monk blew at the golden lamp in front of him.
A fire dragon gushed out from the golden lamp, instantly filling the vast void.
A blazing golden flame ignited in the vast sky, and the Asuras who were charging into the formation within the range were immediately turned into ashes and dissipated in the Buddha's flame.

Hundreds of thousands of Asuras waved their horse-slaying swords and bypassed the golden lamp. Just as they rushed to the front of the formation thousands of miles away, the shadows of tens of millions of nuns slowly appeared in the vast golden sky.

All of these nuns held a copy of the Diamond Sutra in their hands and chanted the Sutra in Sanskrit like thunder.

Before the weapons in the hands of these Asura warriors could demonstrate their power, the continuous Sanskrit sounds turned into continuous thunder and made them dizzy.

Just as these Asura warriors were confused, countless densely packed figures rushed out from the Buddha formation.

More than one million Dharma protectors, wearing golden armor and several feet tall, chanted the Buddha's name, wielded Zen staffs as thick as ordinary people's thighs, and wielded demon-subduing pestles, chanted the Buddha's name, and charged towards the dizzy Asura warriors.

These Dharma protectors seemed to be blessed by the magical powers of Buddhism. They were surrounded by the Buddha's light, like Dharma bodies made of pure gold. They were covered with a layer of translucent golden armor, and countless golden lotuses were faintly flickering inside!

"Evil heretics, you should be punished!"

The speed of these Dharma Protectors seemed to have been enhanced by the magical powers of Buddhism. Before the Asura warriors could wake up from the chanting of the Buddha,

While they were staggering, thick Zen sticks and vajra had already arrived above their heads and were smashing down on them.

A great Asura was so distracted by the sound of the Buddha's chanting that his head was dizzy. In the time it took him to concentrate, more than a dozen vajra pestles whizzed down with a dull sound of breaking through the air.
More than ten vajra had hit his three heads, back and waist.

The sound of breaking bones was like frying beans, and the great Asura howled in pain.

With the blessing of the Buddha's power of the Eight-Directions Immovable Vajra Zen Array, these Dharma Protector Vajras exerted terrifying strength that was comparable to that of the Golden Immortals.

The Buddha's power of the entire Eight Directions Immovable Vajra Zen Formation was surging, and was echoing with these Dharma protectors. Infinite Buddha's power was bestowed on these Dharma protectors, urging them to transform into angry Dharma protectors and beat up this group of Asuras.

On the spot, more than 200,000 Ashura warriors were beaten into meat paste by these Dharma protectors, and the other Ashura warriors ran back.

Those Dharma protectors did not chase after them, but only stayed within the range of the Buddha's light and raised their demon-subduing pestles and Zen staffs towards the Asura warriors from afar!
By the time these Asura warriors returned to the sea of ​​blood, there were less than 20,000 of them.

It was thanks to the fact that these Asura warriors were wearing heavy armor, and their bodies were extremely strong, with bones that were millions of times harder than steel.

King Shura, who was fighting with a Buddhist Bodhisattva, was so angry that his mouth trembled. He risked his injury and welcomed the Buddhist magic of subduing demons from the Great Wisdom Venerable.
With a roar, he strode into the group of Dharma protectors of Buddhism. With one stick, he smashed a Dharma protector into pieces. He grabbed the relics left by the Dharma protector and stuffed them into his mouth.

Before he could continue to act violently for long, millions of vajra pestles and Zen sticks came crashing down on him.

In the Eight Directions Immovable Vajra Zen Formation, tens of thousands of relics were hanging high. When the relics of the Vajra fell on him, the Asura King felt as if a mountain was pressing down on his body. His body slowed down a little, and densely packed Vajra fell on him.

Even though this Asura King had powerful magic power and a strong body, he was hit by so many vajra and his bones were broken. Demonic fire spewed out of his seven orifices, and some of his heads even had their brains blown out.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Asura King endured the pain, cursed loudly, and ran away with his head in his hands.

The Great Wisdom Venerable quietly appeared behind the Asura King, and a ball of silent divine thunder, which he had spent a thousand years refining with Buddha's fire, exploded silently above his head.

The Asura King howled miserably and was blown to pieces, dying on the spot.

What's more, some Asura warriors rushed to the Eight Directions Immovable Formation, and a faint golden light suddenly flashed in the empty void in front.

As the golden lotus petals fell, the figures of these Asura warriors suddenly stopped, and then their heads flew up into the sky.
The bodies and souls of these Asura warriors were killed at the same time, and not even a trace of their soul could escape.

In the sea of ​​blood, a group of undead warriors wearing black ink armor could no longer hold back their desire to complain after seeing another group of Asura warriors being killed by lotus petals transformed by Buddha's light. With ghost lights flashing in their eyes, they started a silent communication.

"Are they all idiots? They knew the enemy had set a trap, yet they still rushed in!"

"At this time, shouldn't we use long-range attacks to break the golden barrier formation? These guys are brainless. They are wasting our support weapons!"

On the top of Yinshan Mountain, in the Ksitigarbha Buddhist Temple, the great Asura King Poxun, the celestial queen Uma, Devi, Indra, Vishnu, Rudra, the Mother Ghost and a group of Asura demon kings gathered together.

However, the faces of these Asura demon kings were not very good. The teacups in front of them were still warm. In less than a cup of tea, tens of millions of Asura warriors fell under the Buddhist Eight Directions Immovable Vajra Zen Staff. For them, the death of tens of millions of warriors was nothing. The sea of ​​blood was vast and boundless, and the Asura clan was aggressive. Every year, more than this number of Asura warriors died in fights for mating rights.

What really made the Asura Demon Kings feel embarrassed was that they had lost face in front of outsiders.

"I think this Buddhist formation is quite mysterious. It's no wonder that your subordinates suffered losses. They are just used to talking nonsense. I hope you can forgive me!"

Tang Song and Boxun, both wearing luxurious imperial crowns, sat opposite each other, with Lady Death, Yilian, the fairy Hanba, and Tunxing, who had transformed into a human form after having a full meal, sitting below them respectively.

Tang Song looked at Boxun in front of him and said with a bit of apology on his face.

"Don't blame your subordinates, my clansmen have been a bit slack over the years!" Bo Xun lowered his eyes to the top of Yinshan Mountain, where he saw the Great Wisdom Master using the silent divine thunder to beat the Asura King to death.

He snorted coldly, and the eyes of the Great Wisdom Venerable suddenly became blurred. Billions of reincarnations flashed through his eyes in an instant. Countless beauties were annihilated in the raging fire and blood, and countless heroes suddenly fell in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Crack, crack, crack! Under the horrified gaze of all the Buddhists, the body of the Bodhisattva-level monk Dazhi Venerable was ignited with blazing fire. Almost in an instant, he was burned to ashes by the fire, without even a single relic left.

"Fellow Daoist, you have magical powers! No wonder even Sakyamuni Tathagata was almost defeated by you!"

The one that came here in the Tang and Song dynasties was his Heavenly Emperor body, nourished by the power of faith and incense from countless believers in more than 20,000 worlds.

Not only did he restore his body as the Heavenly Emperor, but his magical powers also improved further. In terms of magical power, it was even stronger than those incarnations of the Ancestral Witches.

He saw at a glance that although Po Xun just hummed lightly, it was actually the devilish sound that transformed three thousand worlds in the monk's consciousness.

The monk's soul was absorbed into the three thousand worlds by his magic power, and instantly reincarnated trillions of times. Countless joys and sorrows suddenly arose in his mind. The demons from outside the sky and the demons from within his body rose up at will, and instantly attacked his soul, shaking his state of mind.

Even Sakyamuni Tathagata almost fell into this trap, let alone a golden immortal Bodhisattva.

The afterglow of Ksitigarbha's passing is still there, and a huge compassionate atmosphere permeates the netherworld.

"The devil is fierce, brothers, be careful!"

Hundreds of Buddhist Bodhisattvas and Venerable Lingshan saw Venerable Dazhi suddenly burned in the karmic fire. They suppressed the grief in their hearts and displayed their own Buddhist kingdom to bless the Eight Directions Immovable Array.

All the arhats, monks, and vajra also manifested their relics of precious light. For a moment, the light of the relics illuminated all directions. The magic power of hundreds of millions of monks combined into one, forming a motionless virtual image of the Buddha sitting in the eight directions.

The golden Buddha statue is almost as tall as the Yinshan Mountains. This statue is the result of the combined power of hundreds of millions of monks, and there are dozens of Buddhist kingdoms blessing it.

As soon as Pu Yi appeared in the world, the pressure made Po Xun frown.

"Fellow Daoist, do you recognize this Buddha?" Tang Song saw the sudden change of the Eight Directions Immovable Array, and looked at the towering Buddha's image and at Mara.

"This is the formless Tathagata, the Buddhahood that Ksitigarbha will achieve in the future!" said Bo Xun in a deep voice.

Although Mara is the demon among all demons and the great Asura king of the Asura clan in the Blood Sea, when it comes to his understanding of Buddhism, even some Buddhas are not as good as him.

With his Buddhist cultivation, if he wanted to give up the devil and become a Buddha, it would not be difficult for him to become the Tathagata, but it would be no problem for him to become the leader of a lineage like Vairocana Tathagata.

If Mara really wants to convert, even the Buddha Maitreya will welcome him with open arms.

Therefore, Mara recognized at a glance the origin of the Buddha condensed by hundreds of millions of monks. This Buddha was the formless Tathagata, who was the Buddha Dharma form achieved by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva after one hundred and seventy kalpas.

The Buddha told Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva: This is the Great Ghost King who controls life. He has been a Great Ghost King for hundreds and thousands of lives before, protecting all living beings in life and death. Due to the Bodhisattva's compassionate wish, he appears in the form of a great ghost, but he is actually not a ghost.

After one hundred and seventy kalpas, he will attain Buddhahood, and will be named Tathagata without Form. The kalpa will be named Anle, and the world will be named Jingzhu. The life span of the Buddha will be countless kalpas.

This formless Tathagata is like the Buddhahood of the future Buddha Maitreya, who only exists in the future. However, due to the great changes in the heaven and earth, Sakyamuni Tathagata passed away, and Maitreya Buddha, the future Buddha, also inherited the great lineage of Buddhism.

However, the formless Tathagata and the future Buddha are different. Among all the Buddhas in Buddhism, the great vows made by Ksitigarbha are the greatest in Buddhism.

The day when there are no evil spirits in hell, the formless Tathagata will appear in the world!

If Ksitigarbha's great wish is fulfilled, the world will all be a pure land, and the great perfection mentioned in Buddhism will be achieved. When this formless Tathagata comes to the world, his magical powers will surpass those of Amitabha Buddha and he will be the number one in Buddhism!

He had not expected that Buddhism actually had such a method, which could unite hundreds of millions of monks and Buddhas and summon the formless Tathagata's Dharmakaya from the future.

Although this formless Dharmakaya of Tathagata was somewhat illusory, it truly astonished Poxun.

His brows opened and one of his Asura blood pupils opened. The Asura blood pupil rolled around and looked at the formless Tathagata Dharmakaya in front of him.

This formless Dharmakaya of the Tathagata seems to have no back at all. Looking from all directions, one seems to see a compassionate Buddha with his brows lowered and his hands in the lotus position.

Po Xun's gaze fell on the center of the eyebrows of the Dharmakaya of the Formless Tathagata, where nine relics were hanging high, transforming into a vast Buddhist kingdom, where billions of monks and believers chanted the name of the Formless Tathagata.

"Ksitigarbha's relics, Buddha's kingdom! No wonder he passed away so easily, it turns out he had a backup plan." Boxun said coldly: "Does he think that he can protect his disciples with just a formless Tathagata Dharmakaya?"

The formless Tathagata's Dharma body was pressed by the aura emanating from Poxun's body and made a creaking sound. The Buddha's light around it was also forced to shrink.

Obviously, even if all the monks join forces to summon this formless Dharmakaya of Tathagata, they are no match for Poxun, the great Asura King who has been famous for a long time.

It would be almost the same if the real body of the Formless Tathagata descended, but unfortunately the Formless Tathagata only exists for one hundred and seventy kalpas later according to the Buddhist scriptures.

“These souls are very strange!” Death looked towards the place where the Formless Tathagata Buddha Kingdom gathered, his eyes deep.

(End of this chapter)