Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

In the world of Yama, in the void where the netherworld and the world of the living meet, for dozens of days in a row, strange phenomena occurred at the dark boundary between yin and yang.

The stars seemed to shine through the world of the living and into this void. Especially in recent days, some of the souls trapped here looked up at the sky.

The starlight seemed particularly bright. There were thirty-six stars in the sky, as big as castanodes and as bright as the full moon, shining brightly, as if illuminating this yin and yang area.

At the junction of Yin and Yang, in a valley where evil spirits lurk, there stands a huge dark city, whose shape is about 70% similar to the City of the Dead in the underworld.

But compared with the real City of the Dead, this dark "City of the Dead" is like the difference between the imperial capital and a gun tower, they are incomparable.

On top of the dark city wall, a young man dressed as a scholar was gazing into the sky. He was handsome, but his face was abnormally pale, as if he was a dead body that had been deliberately powdered.

Especially the pair of eyes, which were scarlet, made him look very evil.

The scholar held onto the top of the city wall tightly with both hands, his scarlet eyes filled with anger, fear, and anxiety.

The scholar’s ​​surname was Wang. He was originally a failed scholar in the mortal world, and was later harmed by a demon.

It happened that the Heaven was destroyed and the world was in chaos. After his unjust death, his soul was not led into the City of Unjust Death by the ghost catcher, but wandered into the border area between Yin and Yang, and was trapped there.

The scholar also had some fate. By chance, he came to this world of yin and yang and inherited the legacy of a ghost immortal, and cultivated his abilities.

He didn't want to be controlled by the underworld, so he simply built a city of the dead in this world of Yin and Yang, gathered a group of evil ghosts, occupied the mountain and became the king. He became a ghost hero and called himself the King of Yin and Yang.

Although this Yin-Yang territory is not as vast as the underworld, it is as big as several continents in the human world. Although the Yin-Yang Dharma King occupies more than tens of millions of miles of territory, it is nothing.

Although he gathered evil ghosts and dead souls in the Yin and Yang world and committed many evil deeds in the human world, he did not dare to disturb the underworld. It is also said that he has some friendship with a judge in the underworld.

For this reason, the underworld turns a blind eye to its existence.

However, the series of unexpected events in the Yin and Yang world in recent days have made him feel a little uneasy.

"Your Majesty, you have been here for more than ten days. Don't hurt your body. It is better for you to go back with me and rest up!"

A graceful woman wearing a white hooded cloak came up behind the Yin-Yang Dharma King with lotus steps and put a coat on him.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King snorted coldly, his voice hoarse and obscure: "Oh, why do you need to sleep for a long time when you are alive? You will sleep forever after death. If you can't survive this disaster, I will have time to rest!"

The woman in the cloak took off her hood, revealing a face that was pure and elegant, yet also somewhat charming. The cool wind blew past, and her black hair brushed against her cheeks, making her even more charming, like a ghost or a fairy.

"The Dharma King is worried about this strange starlight phenomenon. If so, why don't we go to the underworld to take shelter for a while? We are very respectful to Lu Pan. With Lu Pan's protection, even if someone seeks revenge, they would not dare to go to the underworld to cause trouble!"

The woman placed her soft hands on the Yin-Yang Dharma King's shoulders and massaged them gently.

"If someone really seeks revenge, this Dharma King is not afraid! Alas!" The Yin-Yang Dharma King looked up at the sky and sighed, "I'm just afraid that if the city gate catches fire, innocent people will be affected."

The Yin-Yang Eyes that the Yin-Yang Dharma King had cultivated could see the Nine Netherworlds. He looked towards the stars above his head, and saw that on those stars as big as castanodes there were huge demons and demon gods sitting.

The aura each of them exudes is a thousand times, ten thousand times greater than mine.

He also wanted to hide in the underworld, even if Lu Pan would take advantage of it to make a fortune, but it was better than having a million years of hard work go to waste.

But the underworld was blocked by these starlights, and he couldn't even find where the gate of hell was.

Not only that, he received news the day before yesterday that the old stone in the north wanted to escape into the human world to avoid disaster. As soon as he left the Yin and Yang world, he was slightly burned into a pile of ashes by the golden flames that fell from the sky.

In other words, Old Stone was big enough. If it were him, even if he were burned with his own Dharma body, the ashes produced would probably be less than two taels.

Thinking of Heishan's fate, the Yin-Yang Dharma King laughed at himself. In terms of magical power, he and Heishan were on par with each other. If Heishan couldn't escape, where could he escape to? Now he could only pray that this catastrophe would not spread to here.

The Yin-Yang Master sighed and held the woman beside him in his arms, completely unaware of the deep hatred in the woman's eyes as she lay on his chest.

The Yin and Yang Realm is close to the Yang world, and there is a golden color at the end where Yin and Yang meet. A candle is lit at midnight, shining into the Dou Palace and reflecting on the Shangkan Palace.

The pure land of the Buddha, which is countless trillions of miles in radius, is surrounded by this golden light, isolating the entire Yin-Yang world.

In the Pure Land, countless pagodas stand as far as the eye can see, with countless Buddhist practitioners sitting cross-legged under them, and the sound of chanting scriptures resounds throughout the entire Pure Land.

Countless Buddha lights emanated from these Buddhist monks and merged into the Buddha light of the entire Pure Land.

In the center of the Pure Land, a pale golden sacred mountain stood majestically, with a peak 48,000 blades high. Around it, huge golden peng birds were flying and celestial dragons were circling.

From the bottom of the mountain to the top, following a golden staircase all the way to the top, there is a Zen temple stretching for who knows how many acres. The scent of sandalwood wafts through the mountain, and the sound of Buddhist chanting is endless.

In the Zen temple, dozens of Buddhas in robes lowered their eyes to look at the golden basins held by several Dharma protectors in front of them. In the golden basins, several golden water lilies were floating and a large group of goldfish were swimming around, splashing ripples on the water surface.

The water ripples resist, and pictures appear and flash on the water surface.

Above the vast white glacier field, the cold wind wrapped in almost crystallized snow flakes whistled past, making a loud noise on the huge iceberg.

Countless gargoyles, iron soldiers, and other strange golem structures, sci-fi drones, and undead armies rushed towards the Buddhist army led by Vaisravana like a tide.

Golden Buddha flames poured out from the Buddhist formation like a torrential rain, and all kinds of powerful Buddhist treasures were sacrificed from the formation and fell into the army of gargoyles and the army of undead.

Every strike can kill and "redeem" countless monsters, but unfortunately the number of these monsters is too large, and there are also a number of powerful demons mixed in with them.

Countless monsters rushed into the Buddhist formations, accompanied by strong lights, explosions, and thunder. It could be seen that the Buddhist formations had turned into a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Splash, under the solemn gazes of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, a goldfish swung its tail, ripples appeared on the water, and the scene in the golden basin changed.

At the estuary of a large river where the Beiming Wuliangtian flows into the Beiming Sea, countless aquatic monsters are fighting with the Buddhist army over an area of ​​millions of miles. The sound of weapons colliding with each other resounds through the sky, and the entire estuary has become a meat-mincing battlefield.

Magic and supernatural powers collided with each other, and all kinds of divine thunders bombarded. Glaciers within a radius of millions of miles were blown open, and countless huge ice blocks with a radius of hundreds of miles rushed up to thousands of feet high. The huge explosion made the whole earth tremble.

Billions of tons of sea water, river water, and even countless soil and rocks were lifted hundreds of feet high, and then fell heavily to the ground. The whole earth seemed to be roaring.

A gigantic dragon whale emerged from the sea, spewing out clouds and mist, and made an earth-shaking roar. It swallowed tens of thousands of Buddhist soldiers in one gulp, raising endless waves and knocking countless Buddhist soldiers into the sea.

After a few breaths, large pools of blood surged up from the depths of the sea.

On the broken ice field, a land with a radius of thousands of miles was floating up and down. Looking closely, it was not land at all, but a huge turtle back.

A water palace was built on the turtle's back. Although it was not as luxurious as the heavenly palace, it was still magnificent and not inferior to the crystal palaces of the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas.

A middle-aged man with an imposing manner, not inferior to the Demon King Peng, was confronting Tongbixian across the void. Behind him were thousands of demon kings dressed as civil officials and military generals.

Hundreds of the best among them had overwhelming demonic aura, and they did not conceal their true spirits. They were all demon saints who could dominate a region.

"Amitabha!"

In the Zen temple, Medicine King Buddha sat on the lotus platform in the middle, and next to him was the withered Buddha with a sallow face and a skinny body.

Medicine King Buddha chanted a Buddhist name, and several Vajra warriors who were holding the golden basin together stepped aside.

"It seems that Bei Ming Wuliang Tian has been defeated. I'll have to trouble you to break the formation this time!" Medicine King Buddha looked at Ku Rong Buddha.

Kurong Buddha nodded and said, "Brother, don't worry. I brought the blessed pestle with me this time. Even if his formation has the River Map and Luo Shu, it doesn't matter!"

Medicine King Buddha said: "That's great! With the help of my senior brother, we will be able to break his formation in one fell swoop and take my Buddha back to Lingshan!" The sound of Zen chanting resounded throughout the Pure Land, golden flowers sprinkled all over the sky, and countless balls of light flew out from the Pure Land in the void.

One Buddha after another, one Bodhisattva after another, as well as countless golden arhats, monks, and Jiedis, all stepped on lotus flowers and rode on clouds and flew towards the direction of the Zhoutian Star Array.

The golden torrent swept everything from the sky. In the world of Yin and Yang, countless evil spirits and wronged souls knelt on the ground and worshiped the vast golden glow.

"You damned bald ass!"

Just as this vast golden light of Buddha passed over the head of the "City of Wrongful Death", a clear voice with a hint of satisfaction of revenge resounded through the void.

The Yin-Yang Master originally hid himself in the City of the Dead, concealing his aura and form, wishing he could turn himself into a pile of dry bones.

Just as he was trying hard to cover up his tracks, fearing that he would attract the attention of the group of monks above him and be eliminated at will, a sound like thunder exploded in his ears.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King looked at the woman beside him in anger: "Bitch, how dare you hurt me!"

He stretched out his hand to grab the woman, but he looked up at the sky, fearing that he would attract the attention of the monks, so he forced himself to withdraw his hand and just glared at the woman viciously, wishing he could pull out her tendons and skin her alive.

He secretly swore in his heart that after he survived this disaster, he would imprison this lowly maid in a lamp and roast her soul every day to relieve the hatred in his heart.

The woman smiled with a look of relief on her face: "You beast, you have killed my whole family, imprisoned and toyed with me for a hundred years, today is the day you die!"

As she spoke, amidst the furious look on Yin Yang Dharma King's face, the woman took out the bone sword he had given her and slashed fiercely at the Buddha light in the sky.

The white bone sword slashed fiercely at the Buddha's light with a streak of green phosphorescent fire. In the Buddha's light, there was a high lotus pedestal with a mole on the forehead like a bright and transparent ruby.

Several Bodhisattvas, with their feet on lotus flowers and emitting infinite precious light around their bodies, stood beside the Buddha and listened to his teachings. When the movement of the white bone sword made the Buddha shut up and lower his eyes.

The bone sword sacrificed by a mere demon was naturally nothing. Before it could even get close to the Buddha's Cloud Light Frame, it was stopped by a Dharma Protector Vajra. A beam of Buddha's light shot out, shattering the bone sword into powder.

"Bold demon!"

In front of the Buddha's throne, a group of Dharma protectors all showed anger and were about to ride on the clouds to capture the demons who dared to offend them.

"Good, good. All living beings suffer, foolish boy. Since this is the case, then I will do as you wish!" The Buddha lowered his eyes and looked at the "City of Wrongful Death" for a while, as if he saw the woman in the cloak. He sighed deeply, took out a rosary and threw it down.

A golden light enveloped the City of the Dead, which covered hundreds of thousands of miles. Then the entire city was on fire and burned for three days and three nights. All the evil spirits in the city disappeared into the world of yin and yang.

When the Killing Buddha arrived outside the Zhoutian Star Constellation, outside the Zhoutian Star Constellation formation, there was already a continuous golden glow, and the Buddha's light illuminated half the sky.

The Killing Buddha saw from afar the Medicine King Buddha and the Emperor of Beiming standing in the air.

"Good, good, the Emperor has obtained the talisman of the saint and governs the boundless heavenly realm. Why do you bother to wade into this muddy water and make things difficult for my Buddhist sect!"

Medicine Buddha raised his palm and saluted: "If the emperor stops here, I am willing to be a middleman, and the two families will not interfere with each other. What do you think?"

Emperor Bei Ming laughed and said, "Medicine Buddha is wrong. You are originally a Buddhist. How can you be a Buddhist?"

Medicine King Buddha said: "The Emperor is also a Daluo, so he must understand the destiny of heaven.

Although the old monk is a Buddhist, he has some prestige in the Buddhist community.

If the Emperor is willing to practice meditation in the Infinite Heaven of the North Sea and not be tainted by the worldly affairs, I can guarantee that during this calamity, our Buddhist sect will not disturb the Emperor's meditation."

Emperor Bei Ming sneered and said, "Medicine Buddha, don't lie to me. Do you think I don't know that you sent people to Bei Ming?

If I retreat this time, when the next calamity comes and those two come back, there will still be a way for my demon clan to survive!"

The conversation between Emperor Bei Ming and Medicine King Buddha was clearly heard by all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats and the demons in the Zhoutian Xingdou formation.

Knowing that there was no point in saying more, they all made their own preparations. The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas got off the lotus platforms and stood behind Medicine King Buddha.

Within the Zhoutian Xingdou formation, a group of demon gods and demon saints also mobilized their magic power and sacrificed their magic weapons.

The withered Buddha looked at the Northern Ocean Emperor and shouted, "You evil creature, you do not respect the will of heaven and slander the Buddha. If you do this, don't blame us for being ruthless."

Emperor Bei Ming looked at him coldly and said, "There is no point in saying more. If you have the ability, break my formation first!" After that, Emperor Bei Ming waved his sleeves and turned back to the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation.

Kuruo Buddha looked at the back of Emperor Beiming, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, he chanted the mantra, rubbed his hands together, and was about to use the blessed divine pestle to kill the evil beast.

Before he could make a move, all the demons, gods and saints in the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array raised their flags.

The figure of Emperor Bei Ming suddenly disappeared, the starlight became brighter, and the entire Yin and Yang world seemed to be filled with bright starlight.

"Monk Kurong, Medicine Buddha, if you have the courage, come into the formation! This emperor is waiting for you inside the formation!" The voice of Emperor Bei Ming rang out from the Zhoutian Xingdou formation.

When the Buddha Kuruo took a look, he saw a vast starry sky in front of him, with bright stars, tumbling nebulae inside, and demonic energy rising up. It was a mixture of various colors and was very gorgeous.

Buddha Ku Rong knew the danger, but he was not afraid. He waved his hand and conjured up a demon-subduing pestle. He said expressionlessly, "Amitabha, Brother Medicine Master, although this formation is fierce, the people who control it have different levels of cultivation. There are only thirty-six places that are worth paying attention to!
"When I use the blessed sacred pestle to freeze the formation, you can select thirty-six Buddhas and disciples to enter the formation together. If their first strokes are not connected, we can break his formation in one fell swoop!"

An acre of golden cloud light as big as a field appeared above the head of the Withered and Flourishing Buddha. In the cloud light, there was a withered and flourishing tree of life and death, which was half lush and half withered. As the branches swayed, billions of rays of light hung down and enveloped the whole body. As the Withered and Flourishing Buddha took a step, he entered the Zhoutian Star Array.

Take a step forward, and the boundless starry sky is all around you.

Those bright stars seem to be close at hand, yet seem to be far away in the horizon. This is the beauty of the River Chart and Luoshu being so close.
The distance between each star is so close that it can be touched, and so far that it is separated by several worlds, and it is constantly changing.

As the great formation operates, it is endless, and a single thought can turn over billions of worlds.

Once you enter, there is no way out unless you are rescued by the person who set up the formation, or unless you find the center of the formation and break the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation.

The Withering and Flourishing Buddha stood quietly in the starry sky for a moment, his face calmed down, and above the Withering and Flourishing Tree of Life and Death above his head, Buddha's light was rising, ready to go.

The next moment, he took a step forward, and the entire starry sky seemed to shake violently. Boundless Buddha light swept out from his body like an ocean, as if thousands of silver dragons bursting out.

The Buddha's light was surging, sacred and majestic. What was even more amazing was that in the endless Buddha's light, a demon-subduing pestle that was entirely red-gold in color rose and fell, blessing it!

The blessed divine pestle trembled only slightly, and a stream of Buddha's light surged, attracting the power of faith blessed by ten trillion Buddha kingdoms, which was like a sea of ​​stars, and was about to rush into the starry sky.

boom!
Endless starlight fell from the surrounding stars like waterfalls, trying to suppress the blessing pestle.

When the starlight and the Buddha's light converged, the entire starry sky suddenly shook.

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth split apart! Crash, crash! Countless cracks suddenly appeared in the entire starry sky, and then it fell and shattered piece by piece like a broken mirror.

The huge flag was swaying, and two clear lights flashed in the broken starry sky. The clear lights hung down, blocking the blessed divine pestle, filling the starry sky, and in a blink of an eye, the stars were shining again.

"Amitabha! I got you!"

Seeing the two clear lights, a divine light flashed across the eyes of the withered Buddha, whose face was as old as tree bark. He raised the divine pestle to freeze the fleeting River Map and Luo Shu.

Rumble!
The two innate magic tools, the River Map and the Luo Shu, representing the pinnacle of magic and formation, emitted infinite clear light that illuminated all directions. They collided heavily with the infinite light of faith emitted by the divine pestle, which represented the culmination of Buddhist faith.

(End of this chapter)