Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 712: Get Over My Tribulation First

boom!
The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva stands on a lotus platform, suspended in the air, with his palms slowly brought together.

In an instant, the sky full of rosy clouds suddenly began to surge and gradually took shape.

They gathered into an incomparably huge phantom, with thousands of arms raised high. In front of such a huge creature, the towering golden body of Arhat, as majestic as a mountain, was only as big as the palm of this phantom.

When taking action in the four continents, one must be careful and cautious to avoid attracting the attention of the Divine Dynasty.

But the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva directly revealed his Dharma image, obviously with the intention of killing, which was enough to show his rage at the moment.

Including the word "Sir" that was used to address Shen Yi earlier, it was also full of irony.

The imperial court is the court of all mortal beings, but in the eyes of gods and Buddhas, it is just a housekeeper who governs the mortal world for them.

A mere slave dares to act so condescendingly.

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva lowered his eyes indifferently and looked downwards.

The young man in black shirt still had no intention of escaping. Instead, he stood calmly in place, stretched out his hand, and clasped a yellow jade token on his fingertips.

With the Bodhisattva's eyesight, he can tell the name of this thing in just an instant.

"The wolf's ambition is obvious."

The Divine Dynasty is actually using the imperial energy to privately create the Immortal Seal.

He raised his eyebrows and finally understood where this kid's confidence came from.

Sudden power will inevitably make people arrogant.

But how can ordinary people understand the huge difference between their own cultivation and external objects?

Do you really think that holding an immortal seal can make you a true Daluo Immortal?
What's more, it's just a barely 30% number, which is still far from what I want.

"What a filthy beast's den. You, little wolf, have come all the way to seek refuge with the old wolf. You both only care about food and not about beatings. You are a good match."

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva sneered and made some finger gestures.

The next moment, a phantom that filled the sky suddenly leaned over, and thousands of arms smashed down, like thousands of continuous mountains falling from the sky!
Faced with such a terrifying attack.

Shen Yi raised his eyes slightly, and there was no trace of panic in his clear eyes.

Earlier when he was in the imperial city, he heard General Feng Xi say that Lord Yan was a Daluo Immortal who had just completed the three transformations.

The opponent, in Xishan Prefecture, with the help of the suppression of the prefecture's imperial energy, forced a fight with the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva, and both sides suffered heavy losses.

From today's perspective, although this offensive looks dangerous and terrifying, it has definitely not reached the next level of change.

Although the imperial aura here is not as strong as in the provincial capital, and there is no prefect or court official to help mobilize and suppress it, it can still barely suppress some of the opponent's strength.

Plus the demon-slaying order in his hand.

Shen Yi glanced at the yellow jade token in his palm and slowly clenched it with his five fingers.

Immediately afterwards, the same glow emerged from behind him and transformed into a thousand-foot-long Buddha light that swept across.

An equally vast phantom suddenly jumped out from the earth, like a dormant tiger for a long time, flying up and rushing straight into the sky!

In an instant, the world froze.

Six arms with nearly perfect muscle lines just held up the falling Qianshan!

After a long time, a deafening roar suddenly rolled out.

hum-

Two giant shadows like ghosts and gods were stuck in mid-air.

The one above has a thousand arms supporting the sky, looking mighty and domineering, while the one below has his feet on the ground, with rich yellow clouds all over his body.

"you……"

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva was suspended in the middle of the shadow, staring straight at the young man below.

Looking at the Buddha's light emerging from the other person, his expression gradually became dull.

“Why do I have the status of a bodhisattva?”

Whether it was the theft of the great sutras or the Bodhisattva's preaching, these were all done deliberately by the religion. These things were done to stir up civil strife in the Divine Dynasty, not to really destroy its own foundation.

Therefore, they are all limited to the category of fourth grade and below.

As for the major sutras above the third level, they are all secret and not passed on.

The other party's only channel to access the Great Sutra of Bodhisattva's Fruition was the True Sutra of Lingwei Hudao that he had previously escorted.

But... that was clearly a fragment of a scripture!
The most important part is missing, which is the "power to protect the way" that is the origin of many heavenly orders.

"..."

Shen Yi also stood in the shadow, concentrating on the demon-slaying order in his hand, and did not respond.

The six-armed phantom slowly stood up and actually pushed the thousand-armed phantom back little by little.

Both of them are Bodhisattvas who were born from the True Sutra of Spiritual Power to Protect the Dao, and they uphold the same origin of order. Apart from the slight difference in appearance, it is not as simple as just being from the same school. They are completely walking the same path.

"It turned out to be me."

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva muttered to himself. His voice seemed calm, but his facial features gradually became distorted.

He didn't know how Shen Yi found the origin of order, but he could see that the other party was trying to imitate him and was following closely behind him.

The reason is probably the golden thread that was bestowed upon him.

The dog chain that he had put on it with his own hands actually led this beast to the third rank!
"Since it is my fault, I must make amends!"

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva made repeated finger gestures, and the shadow above suddenly became violent. Thousands of arms smashed down like a violent storm, with a fierce momentum, showing its brutality and wildness!

boom! boom! boom!
Even though the ground beneath his feet gradually cracked and sank, Shen Yi remained unmoved, using his status as a bodhisattva to withstand the bombardment.

This style of fighting can be considered stupid even in the Bodhi Sect, which prefers head-on confrontation.

No skills are required, just a battle of strength.

"Do you think that with your background, you can surpass the accumulation of the number of five and three of me?"

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva had a ferocious look on his face, but found that the other party did not respond. Only a slightly sarcastic smile appeared quietly on his fair face.

Seeing this, his expression sank slightly, and the lotus platform under his feet suddenly flew backwards. The shadow in the sky also stopped its bombardment in an instant.

Shen Yi seemed to have anticipated this. At the moment of its retreat, he controlled the Bodhisattva's image and suddenly grabbed several arms of the phantom in the sky.

"presumptuous!"

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva roared, and the lotus platform he was standing on seemed to be grabbed by an invisible giant hand, and he could not escape at all.

As early as the moment Shen Yi revealed the Buddha's light, he had already thought of retreating. He pretended to be fierce just to make the other party avoid him temporarily so that he could withdraw conveniently.

But this kid didn't act according to common sense, which made him quite puzzled.

"Is your injury healed?"

Shen Yi flew up casually and also made a gesture with his fingers. In an instant, six arms in the sky were waving together, and it was like tearing the cloth, leaving a long gap in the image of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva!

"..."

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva's whole body was shaken as his fruit position was damaged, and a dark red flush appeared on his face.

He looked over in disbelief: "How did you know?"

Looking around the world, only the two people in the main hall of Xishan Mansion and the black dog he was holding knew his true situation.

Taking in the changes in the expression of this Bodhisattva, Shen Yi finally showed an undisguised fierce light in his eyes. Cultivation cannot be simply added up.

After using up all the Royal Energy Golden Pills, excluding losses and mistakes, Shen Yi's Bodhisattva status reached thirty-six, but it does not mean that after taking into account the Demon Slaying Order, he can directly add another thirty-three strands of origin.

After all, it's just an external object.

Even if he exerted it to the extreme, Shen Yi could at best fight on equal terms with this Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva.

This is without considering what cards the Bodhisattva has hidden.

The reason why Shen Yi was so sure that the other party actually wanted to escape was the words left by General Yan Lanting after he left Xishan Prefecture.

The other party and the other two Zhennan generals said that he won.

Since General Yan won but was still seriously injured and still needs to retreat to recuperate, the Bodhisattva in front of him is most likely just strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

This is also the reason why Shen Yi took the risk to stay here and wait for the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva.

If the situation deteriorates further, I'm afraid that before his injuries heal, he won't have the courage to go to the Divine Dynasty alone to look for someone.

"You came to Xishan Prefecture to look for me, and now that we have really met, why are you leaving?"

As the words came, Shen Yi's Bodhisattva image rose from the ground, and the royal aura contained in the Demon-Slaying Order took on the appearance of a thick yellow cloud, surrounding his body like a set of ethereal armor.

After throwing out hundreds of punches in succession, the Thousand-Armed Dharmakāya, which was so mighty and domineering just now, was now being beaten back step by step and had no strength to fight at all.

"puff!"

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva struggled to hold on, his face as pale as a pig's liver.

The sound in his ears was like thunder, which made him want to curse. He thought that this beast had evil intentions and had betrayed his religion to join the court.

Now, after hearing this sentence, I realized that the other party was actually someone from the imperial court.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of golden plasma.

The Thousand-armed Bodhisattva had no choice but to mobilize his Dharma image and block the six incoming fists with all his strength. Then he took the opportunity to catch his breath and roared in anger:

"I will grant you magical powers, pass on the great scriptures to you, and lead you into the religion. Although we are not master and disciple in name only, we are master and disciple in reality!"

"If you kill me, you will be committing a crime against humanity and will be despised by heaven and earth. You will suffer eternal damnation!"

"..."

Hearing this, Shen Yi glanced at the black dog below that had already been struck by lightning.

I have to say, in addition to the kindness of passing on the scriptures when I first came to China, today, I am once again indebted to Master Zhikong.

If it weren't for the other party's previous experience, Shen Yi might really not be able to withstand the threat to his life and simply join the Bodhi Sect to fight against the Shenxu Patriarch instead of looking for opportunities everywhere on his own.

Even such a devout disciple would eventually end up being turned into livestock.

It is better not to enter such a great teaching.

Shen Yi retracted his gaze, stretched out his hand, and suddenly clenched his five fingers.

As he moved, the Bodhisattva also clenched his fist, and in an instant, the wind stopped and the clouds were still.

The tall shadow suddenly punched out.

The yellow clouds around him gathered together like a dragon, coiled his arms and shot out like an arrow from a bow, transforming into six long rainbows across the sky!

puff!puff!
Six long rainbows pierced through the Thousand-Armed Dharma Image in the sky. The phantom that covered the sky and the sun froze in the air. The big holes on its body gradually spread until it could no longer maintain its integrity and quietly disintegrated between heaven and earth.

"You don't have to suffer through eternity."

The voice from heaven was as clear as ever.

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva felt the fruit position in his body almost collapse. The lotus platform under his feet broke into pieces and turned into flying petals. He fell towards the top of the mountain exhausted, but his palms tightly grasped his chest and clothes, as if he hoped to protect his fruit position in this way.

He fell to the ground with a thud and didn't even have time to get up, let alone say anything harsh. He just used his hands and feet to support his trembling body and tried to climb down the mountain.

Behind him, a golden lotus platform stands suspended.

"You just need to survive this one calamity of mine."

The young man in black clothes stood above with his hands hanging down, like a god or Buddha high above.

He took a step forward, and auspicious clouds formed steps under the soles of his boots. He slowly walked behind the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva, and then slammed his foot on the monk's back, pinning his fleeing figure to the ground.

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva turned his head in panic, and met Shen Yi's silent eyes that looked down at him.

The other party raised his lips slightly and said, "Are you okay?"

The seemingly indifferent question sounded like a death sentence.

The answer couldn't be more obvious.

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva felt the excruciating pain of bones exploding all over his body, with only muffled clicking sounds remaining in his mind. He wanted to beg for mercy, but someone grabbed the back of his head.

Click!

Shen Yi bent down, exerted force suddenly, and when he stood up again, there was a bald head in his hand.

He returned to the black dog, put its head on the ground, and sat down beside it: "I don't know these strange methods yet, so I can't help you recover for the time being."

Seriously speaking, Shen Yi had not read any sutra except the great sutra that Master Bodhi used to cultivate his realm.

"..."

Black Dog's mind finally came back to its senses.

It stared at Shen Yi blankly, trying to match it with the face in its memory.

When they first met, the other party was just a casual cultivator who had just entered the Divine Dynasty and needed to report to the Earth Temple. He was even inferior to himself, a young monk who had come down the mountain for the first time.

However, every reunion is related to killing.

It’s just that the targets killed by the other side have changed from practitioners to arhats, and then to bodhisattvas today.

From beginning to end...it only takes a few years.

To Monk Zhikong, this incident was as terrifying as seeing the Buddha as soon as he opened his eyes.

But the fight I just witnessed was so real that it is still vivid in my mind.

"He...his fruition can be observed..."

The black dog stretched out its paw and pointed at the corpse of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva.

For disciples of the Bodhi School, Bodhisattvas are beings that require lifelong reverence. Even after their death, their status as Bodhisattvas cannot be desecrated, let alone someone as well-behaved as Monk Zhikong who would not even turn the page when holding the Dragon and Tiger Sutra.

But at this moment, he took the initiative to remind Shen Yi.

Obviously, the "experience" of following the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva during this period has given him a deeper understanding of Bodhi Buddhism.

"In that case, Master, please follow me."

Shen Yi was also a little surprised. Even when they were insignificant, those who practiced cultivation would not carry their skills with them. Therefore, unless the other party was a demon that could reshape its soul, he basically would not have any expectations for this.

Hear this.

He did not rest any more and went straight back to the corpse of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva. With a casual move of his hand, a gray, cracked, but jade-like little man with a thousand arms fell into his palm.

The origin of order has collapsed, and all that remains is the perception of this Bodhisattva.

If one could understand the mystery behind it, it would be able to make up for the shortcomings of one's own means.

(End of this chapter)