I can't be a demon.

Chapter 284 The Birth of Mahayana Buddhism
“Fellow Daoists, let’s visualize together!!”

Zhen Yuanzi's crazy words echoed throughout Wuzhuang Temple.

Shen Lian successfully left the cloud layer where the banquet was held. After arriving on the ground, he could feel that the corpse gas around him was becoming more and more pungent.

There were also a dozen Taoist children with them, and they all scattered.

Only Han Xiangzi followed closely.

"Junior brother."

Han Xiangzi looked around and said with a grim expression: "Wuzhuang Temple is shrouded by a large immortal formation. With our strength, it is impossible to break it. We can only try to avoid it."

Shen Lian's soul communicated with the teleportation tree. Once he had the idea of ​​sending Han Xiangzi to the human world, the aura of the banyan tree became extremely unstable.

He completely cut off the idea of ​​interfering with things that happened thousands of years ago.

Han Xiangzi received Tieguai Li's message and breathed a sigh of relief, "Master said that it is relatively safer next to the ginseng fruit tree."

The two hurried to the center of Wuzhuang Temple, where there were already dozens of earthly immortals under the ginseng fruit tree.

The earthly immortal closed his eyes fanatically and practiced in seclusion facing the ginseng fruit tree.

Shen Lian glanced over and saw Qingfeng Mingyue among them. Perhaps due to their shallow cultivation, they barely retained a trace of intelligence.

"Junior brother, after Senior Uncle Li Tieguai and Senior Uncle Bodhi finish participating in the Fruit Tasting Conference, they will naturally send us away from Wuzhuang Temple."

After Han Xiangzi finished speaking, she began to suppress the corpse qi, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

There was a flash of light on her spine. Shen Lian recognized it at a glance. It should be her innate spiritual root and immortal bone, resisting the invasion of corpse qi into her body and soul.

Shen Lian compared his spiritual roots and immortal bones and found that the Hunyuan spiritual roots were indeed more bizarre.

Although the Hunyuan Spiritual Root is inseparable from the Primordial Spirit, one can still see the vine-like structure of the Spiritual Root entwined around the Primordial Spirit.

From this we can see that the Hunyuan Spirit Root was completely created by Zhenyuanzi through his visualization of the ginseng fruit tree.

Shen Lian practiced the Immortal Profound Art, and a steady stream of corpse qi poured into his mouth and nose. His adaptability to Wuzhuang Temple was even better than that of an earthly immortal.

"Wait for now. There's no rush to return to the real world."

With every breath Shen Lian took, a vacuum zone was formed within half a meter. The corpse qi in the Wuzhuang Temple in the inner world was not even one-tenth as dense as it is now.

He could feel that his cultivation was improving by leaps and bounds.

The Immortal Profound Art devours the corpse qi, thereby tempering the body and soul, increasing the qi and blood, and promoting the Longevity Posture to refine the qi and blood into strength.

Horizontal training and stance training are meant to complement each other.

"This is truly a blessed place. If you give me another half day, I can be promoted to the third level of Divine Wandering."

The spirit in the Niwan Palace became more and more powerful, the vision of the three flowers gathering at the top of the head became brighter, and one could vaguely sense that the spiritual roots and immortal bones were transforming.

"Hahahaha, I've become a Taoist priest!"

Some earth immortals shouted loudly in ecstasy, and then their eyes became cloudy.

The corpse was motionless, its expression still smug, its soul was gone, and its body was becoming nutrients for the ginseng fruit tree.

Zhen Yuanzi pointed to the sky with both hands, "Fellow Daoists, what is Mahayana?"

"The Dharma that advocates that everyone can attain enlightenment is the Mahayana!!!"

Rumble.

The area within a hundred miles of Wuzhuang Temple began to shake, cracks spread, and as the soil surged, an extremely strong stench of corpses filled the air.

Shen Lian noticed that the cracks were filled with white bones, both human and animal. He didn't know how many lives had become fertilizer for the ginseng fruit trees.

"Look, Mahayana Buddhism!!!"

Zhen Yuanzi tried to take out something, and suddenly a brilliant Buddha light illuminated the Wuzhuang Temple.

The sun was high in the sky, and there was no shadow at all in the entire Wuzhuang Temple. Infinite light was burning, and the ginseng fruit trees were growing rapidly.

"Damn it, how can Mahayana Buddhism be so exaggerated?!!"

Shen Lian couldn't help but curse inwardly. The color of the Buddha's light was mainly purple-red, and it penetrated into the pores and into everyone's body like a living thing.

"Purple-red Buddha light, could it be..."

Shen Lian pinched a ray of Buddha's light and used his wisdom eye ability.

[The Buddha Light of Vipaśyin Buddha]

[It is condensed from Vipaśyin Buddha and possesses the power of billions of suns. Remember, remember, do not look directly at Vipaśyin Buddha's Buddha light.]

Vipaśyin Buddha is one of the seven Buddhas of the past in Buddhism and holds a high status in Mount Lingshan.

Shen Lian groaned, and a crackling sound came from his body.

Compared with this, the relics in Bibotan are nothing but a drop in the ocean. It is obvious that Mahayana Buddhism involves Vipaśyin Buddha.

The Immortal Profound Art was running at its peak, and the corpse qi seemed to be rushing into the sea.

The Buddha's light broke through the limitations of the skin, began to erode the flesh, blood and bones, and gathered towards the Niwan Palace, which mortals could not resist at all.

Shen Lian barely managed to achieve a delicate balance with the Buddha's light by absorbing the corpse qi.

"It shouldn't be the Buddha Vipaśyin in his prime. Otherwise, even with the protection of the ginseng fruit tree, I would be seriously injured if I could hold on for half a breath."

Shen Lian could feel Zhen Yuanzi sweeping across Wuzhuang Temple.

Zhen Yuanzi didn't think anyone could escape. After looking at Shen Lian for a few moments, his attention shifted back to Mahayana Buddhism.

"The disaster in the 27th year of Zhenguan swept across the three realms, and it should not be limited to Wuzhuang Temple."

"Similar situations are likely to occur in many places at the same time, leading to the complete collapse of the Journey to the West world. What exactly is Mahayana Buddhism?"

Shen Lian was not in a hurry to leave Wuzhuang Temple. He endured the pain of being eroded by the Buddha's light and stared at the immortals and gods lurking in the clouds.

The roots of the teleportation tree are wrapped around the waist, so even if you lose consciousness, you can immediately evacuate the cave.

soon.

Shen Lian witnessed the so-called Mahayana Buddhism in Zhen Yuanzi's hands.

It was an arm. To be precise, it was the arm of Buddha Vipaśyin.

The arm was extremely alive, and even the flesh was moving slightly. A large amount of distorted scriptures flowed out from the broken part, spreading continuously with Zhen Yuanzi as the center.

"hiss……"

Shen Lian took a breath of cold air.

Because he discovered that what was gushing out from the broken arm was actually the Middle Way Buddhism. After those mosquito larva-like scriptures spread for a hundred meters, they gave rise to countless Lower Way Buddhisms, which was horrifying.

Zhen Yuanzi raised his arm, and its structure became like a book.

"An old friend mentioned that this volume of scriptures is not the real Mahayana Buddhism, but no matter how I read and understand it, I can't find any omissions, which shows that it is clearly true."

Shen Lian felt his scalp tingling and a chill running down his back.

The arm was probably brought by Jin Chanzi from Lingshan. If it is really the remains of Vipasyin Buddha, doesn’t it mean that all the Buddhas in Lingshan are volumes of Mahayana Buddhism?

In other words, the Buddha has become the host of Mahayana Buddhism.

After all, no matter how you look at it, the scriptures are like a living...bug.

The bizarre existence called the Sutra will degenerate with each generation.

"What is the most superior Buddhist teaching that is rumored?"

Shen Lian was completely confused, and when he witnessed the Mahayana Buddhism, his doubts grew even more intense. He couldn't understand what Jin Chanzi had done.

Various evidences show that the Journey to the West was indeed reversed.

Jin Chanzi traveled eastward with Mahayana Buddhism, spreading disaster to the three realms, causing the disaster to get completely out of control in the 27th year of Zhenguan.

Later, Jin Chanzi disappeared.

"According to what Zhen Yuanzi said, is there something else that is the true Mahayana Buddhism?"

"and many more."

Shen Lian licked his lips and suddenly recalled that Sha Wujing used a taboo to temporarily resurrect the monk Fa Ming from Jinshan Temple a thousand years ago.

Monk Fa Ming once saw Jin Chanzi's cassock.

In front of Shen Lian, Monk Fa Ming wrote out the Samantabhadra Sutra from memory. The strange thing was that it was mixed with a simple martial arts lesson [Ancestor Fist].

"Golden Chanzi's cassock is enshrined in the Guanyin Temple. The Guanyin Sutra engraved on the front is clearly written by Guanyin Bodhisattva."

"If Monk Fa Ming saw the Avalokitesvara Sutra, he could not have memorized the Samantabhadra Sutra, which means that the content of the Samantabhadra Sutra was most likely mixed in."

“Maybe there is another scripture on the back of the robe.”

"Ancestor Fist?"

"Golden Chanzi wrote the ancestral fist on the back of his robes!!!"

Shen Lian came up with an absurd guess. Is there a possibility that Jin Chanzi will find the ancestral fist of Mahayana Buddhism later?

"Is it just a fantasy? How can you take such an ordinary fighting method as the truth?"

Shen Lian carefully examined the Zuquan, and even if he broke it down word by word, there was nothing special about it. If he wanted to verify its authenticity, he could only go to Guanyin Temple.

He suppressed his distracting thoughts. Although he had obtained many clues, he could not piece them together into a closed loop of cause and effect, and it didn't even make sense.

After all, his strength is limited, otherwise he could directly ask Zhen Yuanzi the reason.

Shen Lian looked up.

In a short period of time, Mahayana Buddhism has spawned countless schools of Mahayana and Hinayana Buddhism, and it is impossible to see what is happening inside the banquet.

The immortals and gods reacted calmly, as if they were accepting the baptism of Mahayana Buddhism.

It can be seen that 27 years before Zhenguan, not only did something unexpected happen in Lingshan, but the Heavenly Court should also have been aware of the circumstances and dangers involved.

The Buddha's light grew brighter and brighter, and the grass and trees in Wuzhuang Temple withered.

A look of lifelessness.

Zhen Yuanzi was deeply affected. Even with his level of cultivation, he could not hold the scriptures for a long time, and the sound of his chanting became weak.

Shen Lian let out a long breath of hot air, and his martial arts golden body absorbed the energy.

Even when the Immortal Profound Art was resisting the erosion of the Buddha's light, the improvement in cultivation was visible to the naked eye, and the golden body of martial arts became more and more solid.

After two or three days, the Golden Body of Martial Arts was naturally promoted to the third realm of divine travel.

Shen Lian staggered to his feet. There were only dozens of skeletons left at the bottom of the ginseng fruit tree. Han Xiangzi had died at some point.

However, he knew that Han Xiangzi's body would revive and turn into the White Bone Lady.

"hehe."

"In a sense, although I did not change the established facts at Wuzhuang Temple a thousand years ago, the impact was inevitable."

"No wonder Madam Bai Gu felt like she recognized me after she saw me."

"besides……"

"Li Tieguai should not be dead. He left behind a lot of martial arts secrets in the White Bone Cave. Most likely he tried to create them after seeing my martial arts."

Shen Lian felt it was very strange and took a few sips of medicinal wine to suppress his injuries.

His body and soul have reached their limit, and his instinct urges him to leave the cave as soon as possible, otherwise his body and soul will become irreversibly possessed.

But before leaving, Shen Lian wanted to take a look at the banquet.

If most of the immortals and gods were killed or injured, it means that the heaven in the future has indeed fallen. If most of the immortals and gods survived, then the power of the heaven still exists.

Shen Lian placed his finger between his eyebrows, and felt a sharp pain in his Niwan Palace.

One third of the soul was cut off.

The soul that left the body turned into a beam of light and rushed straight into the sky, dissolving bit by bit in the brilliant Buddha light.

(End of this chapter)