Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 212

Xiniu Hezhou, Futu Mountain.

The young man in a golden robe raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Dongsheng Shenzhou. It was the great Buddha of Buddhism, the tenth prince of the demon clan, Taoist Lu Ya!

There was a hint of murderous intent in his golden eyes, and he said coldly: "The sun is really hot, you have obtained the remnants of uncle, then you should die too!"

boom!
A big hand suddenly penetrated hundreds of millions of miles of void, across the entire Xiniu Hezhou, crossed the West Sea, and fell straight towards Dongsheng Shenzhou and towards the Huaguo Mountain.

The indescribably mighty mana swept across the sky, and strands of golden divine light illuminated the entire four major continents. All gods and demons with successful cultivation felt it in their hearts. They looked at the giant palm piercing the void in awe, and secretly guessed Which one is capable of making a move.

"Amitabha!"

The young man in golden clothes suddenly heard a clear and bright Buddha's name, but he saw a ray of colorful rays of light piercing the clouds and breaking the wind in front of the big hand.

Compared with this huge palm, which is thousands of miles wide and whose radiant golden light almost covers the sun star, that ray of colorful glow is inconspicuous at all, just like fireflies competing for brilliance with a bright moon.

However, what was unexpected was that the sky-covering giant palm was easily pierced by the ray of light, and then the mighty magic power disappeared without any movement, just like that quietly annihilated in the void, as if it had never appeared in the world.

The colorful rays of light condensed an illusory figure, but it turned out to be an old monk with a kind face and kind eyes, full of peace and harmony, who else was it but the old monk Zhunti?
"Quite mention the saint!"

Taoist Lu Ya's pupils shrank, and the murderous intent on his face was fleeting. He folded his hands together, bowed far away, and said respectfully, "Disciple welcomes the sage!"

"The Great Sun Tathagata!"

With a peaceful smile on his face, Zhunti said in a gentle voice: "Since you have entered my Buddhist sect, you should uphold the precepts of my Buddhist sect, abstain from killing and anger, and all things are empty. How can you arbitrarily provoke anger and vent nameless anger?"

"What the sage taught is that the disciples should keep it in mind." Taoist Lu Ya replied with a low eyebrow.

"Just remember, just remember!"

The old monk Zhunti nodded, and said: "This son has a predestined relationship with my Buddhist school. In this life, he is destined to be a bell-holding arhat of my Buddhist school. You can't make things difficult for him anymore."

"Disciple obeys." Taoist Lu Ya said expressionlessly, completely unable to see what he was thinking.

"Okay, you should cultivate your body and cultivate your character in Futu Mountain, study the Dharma a lot, save all living beings, and broaden the Buddhist sect, that's what you, the Great Sun Tathagata, should do. As for the past, let him go, poor monk. "

After the old monk finished speaking, his figure disappeared without a trace, as if he had never appeared on the Futu Mountain.

Taoist Lu Ya stood up straight, his eyes flickering, he stared at the Western Great Leiyin Temple, and murmured: "The four are empty, the four are empty, kill my uncle, and call me the four are empty!"

He clenched his fists tightly, and traces of golden blood overflowed from them. It was obviously caused by too much force, and his nails scratched the skin!
"Guangda Buddha Gate, I will not teach you Ruyi today!"

Taoist Lu Ya's mana circulated all over his body, and in an instant, it turned into a golden rainbow, spanning hundreds of thousands of miles, and heading straight for the chaos 33 days away.

Jinao Island, Biyou Palace.

The Qingping Sword in Tongtian Cult Master's hand clanked. He looked into the distance and smiled, stroked the Excalibur lightly, and said, "He's still a witty one!"

"Master!"

A female crown sitting cross-legged under him looked at him with some puzzlement, and said, "The grievances between Taoist Lu Ya and that fellow Zhunti are not worth it for you?"

"Of course I didn't do it for the two of them."

Master Tongtian pointed to the direction of Dongsheng Shenzhou with a smile on his face, and said, "Wudang, I am here for your little brother!"

Junior brother!
The female crown was shocked. Although she has great powers, she didn't know the great battle in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, and she remembered clearly that since the great war tens of millions of years ago, the master has never accepted any more disciples .

She raised her head and looked at what the leader of Tongtian was pointing at, where a golden sun stretched across the sky, the burning sun was raging with real fire, and a young man in green clothes was wrestling with a golden sword inside.

"Is this young man with the real fire of the sun the junior brother?" Wudang asked curiously.

Although the real fire of the sun is extremely extraordinary, able to burn the sky and destroy the earth, and easily destroy a big world, but at her level, she doesn't pay much attention to it.

"It's him, but it may not be him, it depends on his own fate." Tongtianjiao pointedly said.

But once the millennium agreement passed, Mo Yuan had not been promoted to the Golden Immortal, so naturally, he would not be worshiped in the Jiejiao.

The Holy Mother of Wudang doesn't know this festival, but she knows that her master's words are golden and the words of heaven are in her mouth. Since she said that she is a junior, it must be her own.

So she said with a smile: "Then the disciple congratulates Master for accepting a good disciple!"

……

Mo Yuan didn't know what happened to Futu Mountain and Jin'ao Island. He was dumbfounded at what happened before him.

That ray of real fire of the sun was originally integrated into his god and demon avatar, and with his current Taoism, it is absolutely impossible to activate it. Unexpectedly, the power of the Yellow River Hebo Yuanshen is too strong, and he wants to kill his god and demon The body, forcibly forced the real fire of the sun out of the spontaneous protector!

What kind of existence is the real fire of the sun?

That is the supernatural power left by the ancient demon emperor Jun. In the past, Di Jun and Tai Yi confronted the Twelve Ancestral Witches. The role of this supernatural power cannot be ignored.

Whether it is the Emperor Jun Taiyi or the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they are all the top group of powerful people under the saints. They possess supernatural powers that can penetrate the heavens and the earth, and can destroy countless square worlds with a single thought. The power of such characters , even if it is a wisp, how can a mere Golden Immortal be able to resist it?

What's more, what appeared here was not the Golden Immortal, but just a wisp of the power of the Golden Immortal's primordial spirit?
The terrifying power of the real fire of the sun burned the endless sword energy of the golden Excalibur in an instant, and the extremely destructive burning flames covered the entire golden Excalibur. The golden Excalibur was visible to the naked eye. The speed decreased rapidly, and there was no resistance at all under the real fire of the sun!
"what!"

Huang He Hebo let out a scream, and asked in great horror: "What kind of supernatural power is this, what kind of supernatural power is this?!"

When he became a god, right after the catastrophe of the Lich, he had never seen the power of the Golden Crow from the Heavenly Court family of the ancient demon clan.

And Mo Yuan also had a confused look on his face. This thing is spontaneously protecting the Lord, but he didn't push it...

Huanghe Hebo only had time to ask this question, and then the power of the primordial spirit was completely destroyed by the incomparably domineering real sun fire. As for his son at the level of an earth fairy, he didn't even groan, and he was already in good shape and spirit. Annihilation, completely disappeared between the world.

Without the threat of the power of the primordial spirit, the real sun fire around Mo Yuan's body rushed into his body immediately, and all the strange images in the sky disappeared.

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(End of this chapter)