Buddha Song

When the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva did not achieve the great Buddha Dharma, there was a beast beside him, with a tiger head, a single horn, dog ears, a dragon body, a lion tail, and a unicorn. He learned many supernatural powers of Buddhism, and was later named Truth Listening, as if lying on the ground, in an instant, the mountains and rivers of the four major continents, the land between the caves and the heavens, the worms, lin worms, caterpillars, feather worms, insects, celestial beings, earth celestial beings, and immortals Human beings, immortals, and ghosts can reflect good and evil, and listen to the virtuous and foolish.

It is rumored that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva once praised Di Ting in this way, "Ji Shou's original pure heart, endless Buddha treasures and great compassion".

Listen carefully, I was supposed to sit in the eighteenth hell with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, why did I appear here, and it seems that I was seriously injured.

"Buddhist friends, since you know that I am listening to you, and you are pure in nature, why don't you help me?"

Just when Mo Ke was surprised, a voice as small as a fly sounded, resounding through his mind, it was that Truth Listening.

His heart trembled, and then Mo Ke thought of many rumors about Di Ting, and suddenly came to his senses.Since he is known as supernatural powers that can monitor the heavens, it is naturally impossible not to find himself.Following this subtle and slight sound transmission, Mo Ke responded, "Amitabha, Poor Monk Mo Ke, please be polite."

"Shh!"

With a flash of his figure, Mo Ke suddenly appeared on the spot, his body swayed, and immediately turned into a three-headed and six-armed form. The platinum Buddha light shone, and in an instant, a cumbersome and profound imprint was formed, a majestic and boundless force full of suppression breath burst out.

Everything seems to be extremely natural and easy to come by. The imprint turns around and turns, and it is a huge platinum mandala flower. The surroundings are full of Buddhist voices and chanting, and endless scriptures emerge. The huge golden Sanskrit, like It is the stars shining, full of mystery.

The mandala flower is the holy flower of Buddhism. The most famous one is the smile of Amitabha Buddha. Later, based on the mandala flower, many Buddhist supernatural powers have been extended, all of which are powerful supernatural powers of restraint. It is a good show for many Buddhist disciples.For example, the Buddhist supernatural power that Mo Ke just displayed is the Mandala Sutra, one of the three thousand scriptures of Buddhism. At the highest level of cultivation, a mandala flower can be produced to seal everything.

"Ah! Not good! What a listener, there is even a helper! What a powerful force, you are a Buddhist master next to Ksitigarbha King? Smash the vacuum, Dragon Fist!" Long Jingtian shouted in amazement.

While shouting violently, Long Jingtian also responded, his body suddenly dispersed, turning into countless tiny dust, each tiny dust is a shrinking dragon one by one.If someone watches at this time, they will find that the dragons formed by hundreds of millions of tiny particles incarnated by Long Jingtian have different expressions. Lazy, some dignified.

The moment these tiny particles of dust existed, they merged and gathered in an instant, forming a giant fist with arrogance piercing the heavens and the earth, and the giant fist was covered with red-gold dragon scales, and infinite small dragons emerged from it. One by one, they bared their teeth and claws, making an attacking posture.

Boom!

The next moment, this giant fist slammed down fiercely, and the whole world shook and roared together, as if a shocking mountain covered it, towering, majestic, and imposing like a rainbow!

The earth began to collapse, and the strong airflow created one black hole after another, the surrounding void was torn apart, and the space-time storm surged out of it. Long Jingtian's dragon punch didn't seem to be mixed with any mysterious supernatural powers, just It simply combines the purest force and strength, and it is the most vivid expression.

The Dao of Power is more profound and mysterious than any Dao, and it is difficult to break through the obscure. , the Great God Pan Gu proved the Tao with strength.Of course, although the Dragon Fist that Long Jingtian used contains the essence of terrifying power, it is only inherited from the Dragon Clan, not created by him.

When the reckless force was suppressed, it was incomparably majestic and indescribably terrifying. Seeing this scene, even listening to the truth was shocked. I didn't expect this dragon to explode with all its strength, so mighty and extraordinary.

Indeed, as Di Ting guessed, the moment Mo Ke appeared, Long Jingtian realized that something was wrong, and forcibly used this Dragon Fist regardless of being backlashed.

"Don't let him escape!"

Di Ting shouted loudly, raised the pestle in his hand suddenly, and suddenly a vast and peaceful Buddha power like the earth gushed out, part of it wrapped itself, and the other part rushed directly to Long Jingtian.

"Boom boom..."

Punch!A punch that contained the supreme mystery of the Dragon Clan collided fiercely with the Datura flower.At this moment, Mo Ke's eyes were extremely clear, as if there were two bright lights in them. When he was fighting with the opponent, he turned his real eyes at the same time, and unexpectedly glimpsed a lot of the mysteries of Dragon Fist.

When it came into contact with this giant fist, the mandala flowers suddenly bloomed piece by piece, and a mysterious force of suppressing the seal gushed out, swallowing it suddenly, and then, a destructive force began to radiate from it. The terrifying power makes people feel terrified.

"Boom rumble..."

The mandala flower collapsed, and a bleak dragon-scale giant fist flew out, instantly forming a terrifying appearance of a dragon. His face was pale, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and spurted out a mouthful of purple-gold dragon blood essence, which immediately sprinkled all over his hand On the ancient spear.

"Buzzing..."

The spear vibrated, and a demonic power quickly awakened. A kind of tyrannical blood flowing from the spear tip jumped like flames, puffing repeatedly, and the purple-gold dragon blood essence sprayed by Long Jingtian on it was immediately absorbed by it.

"Dragon Hymn, Holy Sacrifice!"

Long Jingtian roared loudly, the veins on his face were throbbing violently, and his whole body had a tendency to go crazy.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho..."

Accompanied by his roar, a series of incomparably clear dragon chant sounded from inside the spear, and the simple and unsophisticated spear suddenly spewed out a terrifying aura, noble, powerful, and aloof, this kind of aura belonged exclusively to the dragon clan.

On the surface of the spear, there are countless shadows of dragons dancing and galloping, forming characters one after another, with a sense of nobility and aloofness, which are the unique characters of the Dragon Clan.Immediately afterwards, a field appeared around the spear, and many heavenly dragons shouted in it, as if a sacrifice was taking place.One after another, the phantoms of dragon figures also appeared, worshiping and offering sacrifices non-stop.

All kinds of scenes are colorful and bizarre.

An unyielding, high-spirited great power is blooming, showing the demeanor of the dragon clan.Dragons, the proud sons of heaven, were loved and favored by Daoists since they were born. They are extremely tyrannical and have extraordinary vitality. What a shocking scene is such a group of dragons worshiping?What are they worshiping?

At this time, Long Jingtian was starting to desperately.

"Buzzing......"

Di Ting threw the pestle in his hand, and the monstrous Buddha light surged, turning into a golden streamer and shooting at Long Jingtian, as if he was afraid that he would take the opportunity to escape.Once Long Jingtian escapes, there will be huge troubles and dangers, this kind of situation is absolutely not allowed to happen.

Facing the holy sacrifice of Long Jingtian, Mo Ke was still extremely calm. With a flick of his fingers, a little platinum Buddha light gushed out, and instantly turned into a piece of supreme pure land, and five-color lotus flowers burst out from the void. On the pavement, gold, silver, agate, red beads, agarwood, colored glaze are piled up everywhere...Countless beings are bathed in the Buddha's light, constantly chanting scriptures, solemn and solemn.

The appearance of the Supreme Pure Land collided with the scene of the holy sacrifice of Long Jingtian, and they were incompatible with each other.But at this short moment, a bright yellow streamer shot out suddenly, with a stabbing sound, it had already ruthlessly restrained Long Jingtian, making it difficult for him to move.

At the critical moment, the immortal rope once again showed its power.