Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 984: The Six-foot Golden Body and Conversion

The magical power of the Zhang Liu Golden Body may seem unremarkable, and seems to be an entry-level skill that anyone can practice a few times. If one falls all the way to the low-level martial arts world, it may become the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art, the Golden Bell Cover, or something like that.

In fact, the purpose of the Zhang Liu Golden Body is very high. Even the Bodhisattva Cundi is using it. It is a practice that directly leads to the great path of sainthood.

The martial arts that can be used by both novice disciples and saintly teachers are actually very rare in the prehistoric world, and can even be said to be unique.

Yang Jian can use the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, but do you think Yuanshi Tianzun would transform into a monkey, a fish, or something like that during his battle with Tongtian Jiaozhu? He couldn't afford to lose face, but at the Sage level, the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art is worthless. They can transform into anything and be everywhere, so what's the point of simply transforming?

Unlike the Zhang Liu Golden Body, this magical power can be practiced by Buddhist disciples of all levels, from the entry level to the saint level. Every time you upgrade a level, you will gain a level of gain.

The most important thing is that the cultivation consumes relatively few resources, does not require high qualifications, and even low aptitude does not matter. The only requirement is perseverance.

The Nuwa-like mentality of "Can I not do this job? Can I give it to someone else? Can I do it tomorrow? Can I give it to someone else tomorrow" is absolutely unacceptable. You must persist in practicing the Six-foot-Long Golden Body. If you don't practice for one day, you will regress significantly.

After Yue Guang took charge of the Great Leiyin Temple, he only took a quick look at Buddhist magic. In the rest of his time, apart from giving lectures and handling teaching affairs, he basically practiced the six-foot-tall golden body.

Buddha Duobao has been absorbing the Buddhist scriptures to explain the path of the essence, so he did not practice the six-foot-tall golden body.

Most of the former disciples of the Western Sect had this magical power, but the abilities of those who joined later were different. Some practiced it, some did not, and some simply lacked the perseverance.

At this time, Cai Feng's attack speed was extremely fast, and the weapons in her hands were ever-changing, all of which were high-level killing weapons, and her moves were like a storm. Yue Guang relied on her high defense and her understanding of the nature of Nanming Lihuo and chose to take it head-on.

No matter how things change, the core remains the same. No matter how Cai Feng changes the flames, the core things cannot be changed.

As for those messy magical weapons, they are not much of a threat. The thing that the Zhangluo Jinshen is least afraid of is magical weapons. Nowadays, the prehistoric world talks about Taoism and magic weapons. The era of magical weapons is over.

While Yue Guang was enduring the pressure, he was also lecturing the other party, his main point being to annoy them to death.

"This good man has gained a good understanding of the great Bodhi, and has attained the enlightenment of the Tathagata. As the saying goes, when the opposite natures become the same, the same natures also disappear. Donor, have you not yet grasped the profound meaning of this?"

Cai Feng was also very annoyed: "I don't understand! I don't want to understand, I just know that all three tribes deserve to die! Instead of lingering on, it's better to return to chaos together! Get out of the way, or I will raze this mountain to the ground!"

The moonlight looked at her, unmoved. Does this have anything to do with me?

The Six Saints of Meishan in the distance: "."

"Amitabha, when you reach the other shore in the future, I believe you will understand the greatness of our Buddha."

"Stop talking so much!"

Moonlight spoke in a serious tone, "There's an old saying in the East that goes, 'Those who work hard in the west are heroes.' Donor, my presence here and now means your plan is doomed to fail. Why go against the will of heaven?"

"Donor, fear brings fear, miracles bring miracles, why do you persist and refuse to repent?"

The axe in Caifeng's hand was shattered by the recoil force. Gritting her teeth, she took out two steel whips made from dragon spines and said, "You are totally nonsense! Get out of here!"

Whips lashed out one after another, and the sound of wind and thunder was deafening, but it couldn't drown out Moonlight's voice. Moonlight, with a solemn expression, said, "One day, an old man was visiting Savatthi. He was stopped by two young girls. The girls asked him, 'Would you like to see a dance?' The old man replied, 'What kind of dance?' 'A folk dance.' The old man wasn't very interested and said, 'No, I won't watch.' The girls whispered, 'She's not wearing any clothes.' The old man was furious and said, 'No clothes? How can I tell what ethnic group she belongs to without clothes?' Both her skin and her clothes were a veil for the benefactor herself!"

Caifeng knew that this man was a bit of a chatterbox, so she kept silent and continued to attack.

Moonlight didn't attack at all. Why? Because the difference in combat experience was too great. The other person had been fighting between life and death for billions of years, so their combat experience was incomparable. Even if the original body and the clone were tied together, they were no match for him.

She gave up attacking and focused on defense, neither allowing Caifeng to deal with Yu Qilin nor allowing her to slaughter the monsters in Meishan.

At this time, including Meishan, the area within a radius of a thousand miles was covered by thick fire clouds. Once the moonlight faded and the fire clouds descended, the area within a thousand miles would turn into a mountain of fire.

While arranging the evacuation of elite troops from various tribes, the Six Saints of Meishan cheered for their "cheap big brother". In Meishan, they were the local tyrants, but once they left Meishan, they would be meat on someone else's chopping board, so it would be best not to leave if they could.

The Qilin clan possesses infinite power on earth. Of course, this is the Qilin clan’s own slogan. How can there be true infinity in everything in the world? Even the saints who have attained the Hunyuan Daluo Daoguo dare not say this.

When Moonlight and Caifeng were fighting, Yu Qilin was hiding in a cave and observing secretly. Before the war, this place was a fairly magnificent palace, but now there is nothing left.

If a lone Qilin were encountered in the wild, the beast tribe might have some other ideas, but in Meishan, because of the existence of Yang Jian, the tiger tribe, bear tribe, leopard tribe, and even the deer tribe and fox tribe all showed enough respect to the Qilin. Yang Jian was able to subdue these monster tribes, and the Jade Qilin played an indispensable role.

Now Yu Qilin is terrified, fearing that Yueguang will be defeated and that Caifeng will rip open his chest and dig out his heart. Huanglong has a spare dragon ball, and he is still young, so where can he find a spare heart?
At this time, he knelt on the ground and prayed for blessings from many gods and Buddhas.

His prayer was heard by the moonlight at the first moment.

The moonlight transmitted a divine thought: "Are you willing to convert to Buddhism?"

Could Yu Qilin say no? With his only supporter gone, who would protect him?

He nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes!"

"Okay." Moonlight suddenly stopped stopping Caifeng and instantly came to Yu Qilin's side, reaching out and gently stroking Qilin's head.

"Hold the ice in the winter, hold the fire in the summer, and make up for your shortcomings with diligence. You will soon reach the other shore."

When Caifeng saw them gather together, she did not chase them immediately, but started to prepare her ultimate move.

Yu Qilin looked towards the moonlight, then glanced to the left and right: "Venerable Master, will you not grant the sutra to your disciple?"

This disciple is a Buddhist disciple in a broad sense, not a direct disciple.

The moonlight looked at the colorful phoenix in the distance that looked like a pillar of fire and chuckled.

Then she pointed to the sky, and the sky cooperated with her. It was broad daylight, but suddenly a bright moon appeared.

"Whether or not you reach the other shore has nothing to do with the scriptures. Buddhist principles are like the bright moon in the sky, and the scriptures are my fingers. Without my fingers, can you not see the bright moon?"

(End of this chapter)