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Chapter 462 Leaving Alanta, the Past of Shenshu

The towering flesh walls kept bursting with gaps, and flesh foam sprayed out like a rainstorm, pouring onto Li Changan and the three Bodhisattvas.

These flesh and blood seemed to have life, producing blood lines on their own and trying to drill into the cortex.

It was no longer calm, as if every moment of suppressing the Half-Step Martial God was a huge consumption.

boom!
This time the explosion was much louder than any previous one. A huge figure broke through the body. His skin was as black as ink, and he had twelve pairs of overlapping arms. His facial features were ugly but heroic, and there was a black flame mark between his eyebrows.

At the back of the head is a blazing ring of fire.

The divine and special Vajra Dharma form.

The moment this Dharma image appeared, the whole world was shaking. The vortex of dark clouds in the sky was expanding and spreading, creating a doomsday-like scene.

"Buddha" was no exception. Endless flesh and blood climbed up Shenshu's body, trying to wrap him up and devour him.

Ten feet, twenty feet, fifty feet, one hundred feet...

Shenshu’s Vajra image quickly “expanded” to two hundred feet high, like a giant standing tall.

While growing rapidly, the twelve pairs of arms either beat the mountain of flesh or tore off the flesh and blood stuck to the body surface, and actually suppressed the mountain of flesh that looked like the Buddha.

But his flesh and blood seemed endless. The mountain of flesh expanded as he grew taller.

The dark clouds in the sky formed a vortex, like a leak in the sky. Under the dim light, a two-hundred-foot-tall giant was entangled with the terrifying twisted mountain of flesh.

"Shenshu has regained his true form. We can't let him leave the Western Regions. We have to seal him again." Jialuoshu's face was serious.

They felt the pressure all of a sudden.

As of now, it is impossible to determine the winner of the fight between Buddha and Shenshu in a short period of time.

Although the Buddha had been accumulating the nine Dharma forms for five hundred years, for some reason he was unable to display them.

Bodhisattva Guangxian narrowed his eyes, looked at the huge statue and the surging mountain of flesh, and said thoughtfully: "The Buddha needs our strength."

Jialuoshu and Liuli looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

The left hand of the Glazed Bodhisattva, as white as carved from jade, reached into her right sleeve and gently pulled out a dark, slender little dragon.

The black dragon's tail is hooked with an exquisite jade pot.

Xiaolong bit the tiger's mouth of the Glazed Bodhisattva and greedily swallowed the blood and essence of the female Bodhisattva.

As it swallowed, the black dragon's head turned golden, including its mane.

The black dragon has swallowed the essence and blood of Guangxian and Jialuoshu successively. It has transformed from a small black dragon into a small golden dragon made of gold.

At the same time that the transformation of the little golden dragon was completed, the activity of the surrounding meat mountains suddenly increased, as if it was impatient.

The little golden dragon flew around, letting out a clear roar, and then plunged down, smashing itself into the mountain of flesh.

Bang!
The golden dragon exploded and turned into scattered golden debris, blending into the bloody mountain of flesh.

Immediately afterwards, those golden light fragments showed the attitude of sparking a prairie fire, spreading quickly, dyeing the bloody flesh mountain into gold bit by bit.

Li Changan in the air immediately sensed an extremely strong and masculine energy. This mountain of flesh, which seemed to be the incarnation of Buddha, was like a volcano at this moment.

Jialuoshu, Guangxian and Liuli Bodhisattva sat in meditation and entered a state of trance. Their bodies slowly sank into the mountain of flesh, just like sinking into a swamp.

The next moment, a surprising scene happened.

This horrible mountain of flesh no longer entangled Shen Shu. On the contrary, it took the initiative to leave the Half-Step Martial God, consciously condensing and wriggling. After a moment, the outline of a giant Buddha sitting cross-legged with a flower in his hand took shape.

When the outline of this giant Buddha was formed, the gold paint just happened to spread all over the body, turning it into a golden Buddha statue.

He was hundreds of feet tall, and even when sitting cross-legged, he was as tall as the gods.

The Buddha statue has no facial features and is blurry as a whole, with no emotions or spiritual thoughts revealed, as if it were just a rule of heaven and earth.

The pitch-black Vajra image stopped all movements and silently gazed at the golden Buddha that was the same height as itself.

In contrast to the Buddha statue, the dark Vajra Dharma image has wide-open eyes, a violent aura, and is filled with the will to fight against heaven and earth.

It seemed that nothing in the world could make him fear and dread, not even super-class beings.

Like a god of war.

On one side, shrouded in Buddha's light, majestic and sacred, sits the most holy Buddha in Buddhism.

On one side was a Vajra statue that was completely black, had knotty muscles, and looked a little ferocious.

Behind the Buddha, the clouds in the sky were pale golden, casting soft Buddha light, and the sound of Sanskrit chanting rang out from the void, like a paradise on earth.

Behind Shen Shu was a huge vortex like a leak in the sky and a hazy sandstorm, a scene of the end of the world.

The world seemed to be split into two halves, clearly divided.

Just like the yin and yang of the Tai Chi fish.

The Buddha has truly appeared...

Above the Buddha statue, a big sun slowly rises.

In an instant, the heaven and earth were filled with pure and majestic Buddha's light, and the whole world seemed to have become a Buddhist kingdom.

The light of the sun pierced through the vortex in the sky, dispersed the clouds, stopped the sandstorm that was raging in the sky, and turned the dust into molten lava that fell like rain.

As a result, fire rained from the sky, and most of the fire rain turned into ashes and floated in the air before it hit the ground.

The scene is magnificent and spectacular.

Under the illumination of the Buddha's light, the Vajra Dharma image "melted" quickly, from the skin to the flesh and blood, turning into ashes inch by inch, and then regenerating in an instant, and repeating this process over and over again.

"Roar!"

Shen Shu's angry and shrill roar shook the world.

Boom, boom, boom... The ground shook and the divine Dharma image strode forward towards the sun.

He did not walk fast, and every step he took was like carrying a heavy load. Countless ashes fell with every step, and gradually, a row of black, oily footprints appeared on the ground.

He was in unimaginable pain.

After Shenshu walked slowly and firmly for more than ten steps, his frequency began to slow down. Each step required several seconds of accumulation of strength. The unimaginable high temperature burned his body, and what was even more terrifying was the Buddha's power contained in it.

This force, which existed at the microscopic level, penetrated into Shenshu's body, destroyed his body cells, and disintegrated the most minute structure in his genes as a living being.

Gradually, the pitch-black Vajra image burned out of the skull, leaving empty eye sockets and only two balls of soul fire burning.

He hadn't taken a step in a long time.

The Nine-tailed Fox gazed into the distance, tears streaming down her beautiful eyes, her brows furrowed tightly, and she said anxiously, "This sun is much stronger than the previous one."

She shed tears not because Shenshu was in danger, but because she looked directly at the "scorching sun" and her eyes were hurt by the Buddha's light, which caused her to shed tears.

Asuro also had tears in his eyes and said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter, we still have a trump card!"

Having said that, he couldn't help feeling anxious. It wasn't that he was worried about Shen Shu. Shen Shu had now returned to the realm of a half-step Martial God. Even a super-class warrior wouldn't be able to kill Shen Shu easily.

But the other party is a super product after all, even with a detailed plan, it is impossible to be foolproof.

……

At this time, Li Changan used the Great Sun Dharma Image again!

The two Dharma images were facing each other from a distance, and Li Changan also activated the Lin character secret and activated his own domain!

Poor Shenshu was burned by two scorching suns and let out screams one after another.

Gradually, Buddha was exhausted, after all, he had been in a stalemate with Shenshu for a long time. At this time, Zhao Shou threw the Confucian Sage carving knife to Shenshu.

"Buddha!"

Shen Shu roared angrily and stabbed out with force with the Confucian carving knife in his hand.

In the wilderness of the Western Regions, a golden halo spread rapidly, like ripples, rippling hundreds of miles away.

It's like the prelude to a star explosion.

Immediately afterwards, deafening muffled sounds began to be heard, accompanied by a suddenly expanding golden light. The golden light shot out in all directions like flames and dispersed into the distant wilderness.

Extraordinary strong men such as Li Miaozhen have already moved away from Alanta, but they are still injured by the power of the collapse of the Great Sun Samsara Dharma.

Sun Xuanji had no choice but to endure the burning pain and teleport away with everyone.

……

The blurred Buddha statue collapsed again into a mountain of flesh, which stubbornly and slowly climbed along the dark image, devouring him.

The dark Dharmadhatu slowly raised his foot and stomped hard on the mountain of meat.

It looked like two exhausted wounded soldiers, relying on hatred to support themselves, trying to crawl towards each other and bite each other to death.

At this time, a crack appeared somewhere in the meat mountain, revealing three Bodhisattvas sitting cross-legged. They were weak and did not look in good condition.

"Let's go!"

Li Changan put away the Dharma image and shouted to Shenshu that the goal had been achieved and he no longer had the strength to kill the Buddha.

If they leave now, Buddha will not be able to stop them.

The purpose of this trip has been achieved. There is no point in staying and fighting because they cannot kill the Buddha, and both he and Shenshu are now extremely weak.

The two-hundred-foot-tall Dharma image slowly moved away, walking on the wilderness, heading towards the distance.

Behind him was Alanta, which had turned into ruins, and above the ruins was the Buddha, who was slowly crawling and looking weak.

……

Southern Xinjiang.

In the palace of the Queen of All Monsters, Li Miaozhen held a cup of hot tea in her hand and looked outside the palace frequently.

After everyone chatted for a while, the Nine-tailed Fox turned the topic to the battle just now, looked around at the extraordinary strong men, and said:

“It seems like there is something wrong with the Buddha?
"In the previous battle, he did not use any other Dharma images except the Great Sun Samsara Dharma Image."

Taoist Priest Jinlian pondered and said, "Perhaps the seal has not been completely unlocked?"

Asura shook his head: "I am sure that the seal of the Confucian Sage no longer exists. It is better to say that after separating from the Divine Being, He lost some of His power, so He can only perform the Great Sun Reincarnation."

The silver-haired enchantress immediately denied her nominal brother's guess, "But Shenshu only knows the Vajra Dharma."

What about the powers of other Dharma images?

Zhao Shou thought for a moment and said:

“I have two ideas: First, when the Supervisor summoned the heroic spirit of the Confucian saint to destroy the Dharma image of the Great Sun Tathagata, he caused some kind of damage to the Buddha, which damaged His combat power.

"Second, the Buddha is not the real Buddha, there is someone else."

The extraordinary people thought about it and felt that both possibilities were very likely.

Given Jianzheng's ability in planning the layout, it is very likely that he really had some tricks up his sleeve to pave the way for today's battle.

As for the second guess, it depends on Shen Shu.

Shen Shu has regained his wholeness and his memory is no longer flawed. If you have any questions, you can get answers directly from him.

"Buddha, why did you become like that?" Li Miaozhen asked the question she had been curious about for a long time.

She was referring to the exaggerated and terrifying mountain of flesh.

"Perhaps this is what He really looks like." Zhao Shou gave a terrifying answer.

Asura shook his head: "I have never seen the Buddha, but in the legends of the Shura tribe, the Buddha wears a cassock and his whole body looks like it is made of gold, and he has a human form."

"But that may just be an incarnation, or an illusion." said the silver-haired enchantress.

If it is an incarnation or an illusion, then the cultivation level cannot be too high... Zhao Shou looked at Asura: "What realm was King Shura in the past?"

If King Shura had already been a half-step Martial God or a first-class warrior, it would have been difficult for the incarnation of Buddha to suppress him.

Asura frowned and shook his head to explain:

"At that time, the ranks had not yet been divided. When I was still in my mother's womb, King Shura was killed by Buddha in Alanta. The tribesmen only said that King Shura was the most powerful in the Western Regions.

"Wait until Shenshu wakes up and ask him and you'll know."

Since Sun Xuanji had no monkey around him, he could only watch his companions discuss dejectedly without being able to get a word in.

He had ten thousand ideas in his mind, all kinds of flashes of inspiration, but his mouth couldn't keep up with his brain.

At this time, Qing Ji came to report, "My Lord, Li Tianwang and Shen Shu have woken up."

Because these two people exerted the most effort and were injured last, their recovery time is relatively long.

The King of Ten Thousand Demons straightened his waist and sat up from the soft couch, and the few pounds of charm on his chest trembled with this movement.

Li Miaozhen, Asura and other extraordinary strong men also stood up from the table.

The silver-haired enchantress strode out, and Li Miaozhen and others caught up with her. Zhao Shou originally wanted to show off his skills as a Confucian monk, but he was seriously injured, so he gave up the idea of ​​showing off his skills.

The night sky is clear, the full moon hangs in the sky, and the stars fill the night sky.

The City of Ten Thousand Demons fell into a deep sleep in the night. The demons were a group that was very particular about their daily routines. They did not have as many tricks as humans and could have fun until the middle of the night and drink until dawn.

They soon arrived at the sealed tower. The door was open and bright candlelight shone through.

Li Changan and Shenshu were sitting opposite each other in the tower and talking. When they saw everyone coming, they both looked over at the same time. One waved with a smile, and the other nodded with a serious expression.

Zhao Shou and others stepped into the sealed tower and bowed solemnly to the Half-Step Martial God.

Only the nine-tailed fox still looked disrespectful, like a wild girl with seductive eyes and unruly behavior.

After everyone was seated, Shen Shu said slowly:

"I know you have a lot of things to ask me, and I will tell you everything about me."

Shen Shu did not speak immediately. He recalled the past for a moment, and then spoke slowly about his own story.

"More than five hundred years ago, the Buddha broke free of some of the seals and gained the freedom to infiltrate some power outward. In order to break the Confucian sage's confinement as quickly as possible, he pondered and finally came up with a solution.

"That is to tear apart part of his soul and inject his emotions into it. Then he merged it into the body of King Shura. At that time, King Shura was almost dead, with only a remnant of soul left in his body. This part of Buddha's soul merged with the remnant of King Shura's soul to become a brand new soul.

"This is me. I have part of the Buddha's soul and memory, and I also have the memories and spirit of the Shura King. I often can't tell whether I am the Shura King or the Buddha."

Asura and the Nine-Tailed Fox, the "brother and sister" have the same complex expressions.

Not to mention that you can't tell the difference, your son and daughter also can't tell whether their father is the Asura King or the Buddha... Li Changan silently complained in his heart.

“The Buddha made a promise to me that as long as I help convert the Ten Thousand Demons, convert the Southern Demon to Buddhism, and help him gather his luck and break free from the seal, he will completely cut off contact with me and give me freedom.

"He injected emotions into my soul and deepened my understanding of myself as a Buddha, because he was afraid that I would regret it. I promised him that after I had achieved great success, I would leave Alanta and head to the southern border."

Shenshu told the story leisurely, recounting a story that was buried in history.

(End of this chapter)