Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 204 Jianguang
Monk Zhunti was still smiling, as if he wasn't bothered by this oath at all.

That's right, the heavens and the worlds respect strength, and with the power of a saint, he overpowers the powerhouses of all the worlds, how can he be afraid of the threat of an oath?
If there is such a powerful existence in the Yaozu, who can really use his own power to slaughter the Buddhist sects of all realms, leaving him and Jieyin helpless, then he will recognize it, but if there is no such powerful Gai Dai, just relying on Oath, that is insignificant to Buddhism.

Just in the Great Desolate Continent, in the ancient times, countless races perished under the hands of the Yaozu. Their hatred and blood oaths, how did the Yaohuang Taiyi in front of him ever pay attention to them?
Not to mention that in the heavens and worlds, countless races disappear every day, and endless worlds disappear. In this world of A Chinese Ghost Story, billions of trillions of living beings, don't they all die under the hands of the demon emperor Taiyi?
Did Tai Yi ever care about their struggling and cursing when they were dying?

Oaths and curses are only believed by the weak. The real strong can only use their own fists to defeat all enemies in the world, so why do they need words?
"Also invite fellow Taoists to die!" Monk Zhunti said again.

Follow the law!
Monk Zhunti said Tianxian in his mouth, and his voice was as real as possible. Every word he blurted out, a large character as heavy as a star flew out.

The six large characters bloomed with golden light, rising slowly, standing high above the sky, exuding immeasurable brilliance, the terrifying aura inside, the crushed void collapsed, the heaven and earth were chaotic, and even spread out of this space, affecting countless big people around. world.For a moment, even Hao's endlessly rushing river of fate froze slightly, and the power of a saint can be seen!
The demon emperor Taiyi, who was shrouded by the immeasurable brilliance, let out a scream, pointed at Zhunti sternly and said: "Zhen...Zhen..."

It's a pity that before he could say all the words, six big characters that were shining with golden light and more eye-catching than the sun crashed down, and smashed towards the remnant soul of Donghuang Taiyi.

This is a blow from the top powerhouse in the heavens and myriad worlds, even if Tai Yi is intact, he may not be able to take it, let alone in the current state.

He didn't even snort at all, and his soul was scattered by the six big characters, and he fell into the world completely.

Dead, this peerless demon emperor who built the ancient heaven with one hand and overwhelmed all worlds was killed by the old monk in front of him just like that.

when!
The gigantic bronze bell, which was hundreds of thousands of feet high and as straight as a small star, rang suddenly and spontaneously. The simple and low-pitched sound of the bell spread across countless great worlds in an instant, echoing in the entire river of fate.

The heaven and the earth mourn together, and all souls suffer together!
At this moment, countless monster races in the heavens and myriad worlds felt a sense of sadness in their hearts for no reason, as if they had lost something important.

"Uncle! Uncle!"

The young man in the golden robe on Futu Mountain had two lines of tears streaming down his face, but as soon as the tears came out of his eyes, they were evaporated by the incomparably terrifying heat.

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

The young man in the golden robe clenched his fists tightly, looked up to the west, at the Great Leiyin Temple, and at the countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the temple, his eyes were full of hatred.

Mo Yuan, who witnessed the demon emperor being killed, felt no sense of joy in his heart at the tragic death of his enemy. Instead, he was filled with the desolation of the death of a rabbit and a fox. It was the helplessness of the weak who were at the hands of others.

The majestic ancient demon emperor couldn't bear even a word in front of Monk Zhunti, how much better could he be?After being forcibly transformed, Mo Yuan, the Buddhist Dharma Protector King Kong, will no longer be the current Mo Yuan.

"Little benefactor, you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha. It is destiny to enter my Buddhist gate. This poor monk will save you from the sea of ​​suffering." Monk Zhunti said kindly.

It was fate!It was destiny!
Mo Yuan suddenly had an impulse in his heart, and he said loudly: "Zhunti, what is the fate, I don't accept it, you force me to pass, if one day, I regain my sanity, I will definitely turn the Buddhist gate upside down, and discipline you to regret what you did today What!"

Being forcibly converted, or being forcibly converted by a saint, it is difficult for another saint to recover his spiritual wisdom, but as long as he is alive, he has a chance after all.

Using the supreme immortal foundation forged by the demon emperor Taiyi to create a real immortal body, Mo Yuan's road is a smooth road. If he can really aspire to that supreme realm in the future, he may not be able to return to the source and restore his spirituality.

Of course, it's difficult, but it's about to be transformed, can't Mo Yuan say a few bold words?

The old monk Zhunti supported Mo Yuan with one hand, and said with a smile: "If you enter my Buddhist gate, you will already be in a state of bliss, so why ask for anything else, little benefactor, don't you have an epiphany?"

hum!
The golden Buddha light all over the sky suddenly scattered from the old monk in front of him, and the majestic magic power submerged into Mo Yuan's primordial spirit in an instant.

In the void of thousands of miles around, bursts of Zen singing sounded, golden ceiling flowers fell like rain, and real dragons and fairy phoenixes lingered and danced above their heads.

The endless divine light and visions of the heaven and earth are all manifestations of the old monk's Buddha Dharma and Taoism.

"Amitabha!" "Amitabha!" "Amitabha!"...

Mo Yuan only felt that he was in a huge and magnificent temple, surrounded by countless solemn Buddhas, each of them was telling himself various scriptures. , suddenly gave birth to a strong urge to convert to my Buddha!

Suddenly, there was a Buddha's light emanating from Mo Yuan Yuanshen, but this little Yuanshen suddenly knelt down on Zhunti's palm, and his brows and eyes were full of benevolence and harmony.

He clasped his hands together, and said very piously: "Disciple Mo Yuan, sincerely convert to Buddhism, and ask the Buddha to take him in!"

"Goodness, goodness!"

Monk Zhunti nodded, with a smug look in his eyes, he glanced at the huge bronze bell that contained endless divine power, and said with a smile: "From now on, there is no Moyuan in the world, only my Buddhist bell-wielding Arhat!"

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his finger and pointed towards the center of Mo Yuan's eyebrows. This was to plant his brand of Buddhism in Mo Yuan's primordial spirit. Mo Yuan is stronger than Zhunti, otherwise, he will be suppressed by this brand forever and ever, and will be the guardian of Buddhism.

But, how can there be such a cheap thing in this world, how could the Primal Chaos Clock, such an ancient treasure, be tempted by only Monk Zhunti?

"cut!"

At the moment when Zhunti stretched out his hand to poke Mo Yuan's forehead, a soft shout suddenly sounded in the void, and then there was a sword cry of 'Zheng', and a blue light with enough to destroy the world With a sharp sword aura, he immediately cut down on Monk Zhunti!

The speed of the sword light was so fast that it simply surpassed time, and it arrived in front of Monk Zhunti in a ten-thousandth of an instant.

Although Zhunti is said to be the venerable saint, he has already missed the opportunity when the enemy attacked violently.There was only time to turn sideways slightly, and then he was holding Mo Yuan's arm, and was chopped off shoulder to shoulder by the sword of the blue light without hindrance...

(End of this chapter)