Sweeping Monk, Go Down the Mountain at Full Level

Xu Changsheng closed his Buddha's eyes slightly, flashing disappointment, and said, "Longma, step over."

When Longma heard the words, he immediately jumped up in excitement.

The horse neighed and the dragon roared, and stepped into the air with one hoof, and stomped hard on the Ahan Temple! To read the underlined version of the novel, please download Feilu's novel

Chapter 347 Fight against the saints, only fight without retreat! 【For subscription】

Longma was enlightened by Xu Changsheng, and he practiced in the supreme Buddhist country, completely consolidating the cultivation of the great sage in Sendai's six-layered heaven.

Looking at the Big Dipper, the ancient emperor is supreme, the quasi emperor does not appear, the extreme emperor does not show his soldiers, there is really no one who is the opponent of the dragon horse.

The dragon and horse came with one hoof, stepping into the air, and stepped down from the sky.

The holy bell of Ahan Temple collided, Sanskrit sounds lingered, and golden runes were like the sea, forming a bright and gorgeous light curtain in the sky.

It was originally a light curtain with extremely strong defense, but under the blow of Ryoma's Great Sage, it seemed vulnerable and was directly broken through.

"puff"

Many disciples of Ahan Temple, who were sitting on their knees, vomited blood and fell to the ground, their momentum was sluggish.

"Where is the evildoer, who dares to be presumptuous in the holy place of Buddhism, and still does not convert, you can still spare your life!!"

From the oldest stupa in Ahan Temple, there were old and angry scoldings one after another.

"brush"

A streak of golden light, like a beam of light that splits time and space, shot from the pagoda, passed directly through the wall, passed through the hall, and locked the dragon and horse above.

This is the gaze of the old monk sitting cross-legged in the stupa, almost materialized, showing how profound the other party's Dharma, how strong his cultivation is.

"It's you, King Ma Ming!"

The hooves of the dragon and horse step in the air, as if stepping on a transparent and invisible crystal, "dong"

With a sound, he stepped in the air, and the second hoof stepped directly to the pagoda behind the Ahan Temple.

"Evil animal, presumptuous!"

A Buddhist lion roared, shaking the sky.

The spires of the ancient pagodas bloom with golden light.

A pure relic, rising slowly, the Buddha is mighty.

In the stupa, there are even more mysterious and esoteric Ahan Sutras, which were recited by several holy monks.

However.

All these Buddhist supernatural powers, in front of Xu Changsheng, are like the light of fireflies, and when they meet the bright moon and the sun, they cannot be compared at all.

The relic Buddha's light dimmed, and the Buddha's power dissipated.

Ryoma took the opportunity to step over with a hoof and stepped on the ancient pagoda.

"Boom"

Loud noise.

The towering pagoda collapsed, shattered layer by layer, fell apart, and finally turned into ruins.

With a roar, the ruins of the stupa exploded, and several golden lights rushed out into the air, looking for the figure of the dragon and horse.

Unexpectedly, after the dragon horse stepped on the Ahan Temple, he had already left.

The golden light converges, and it is just a few holy monks! A holy monk said: "I am afraid that the evil beast has the realm of the great saint, we must not......... enemy."

"A dragon horse with a person on its back, but Lao Na couldn't see who it was."

"I didn't see it clearly, but when I saw the dazzling golden light and the mighty Buddha, it was suspected that he was a member of our Buddhist school."

Immediately a holy monk denied it.

"People in Buddhism, how can it be possible that if it is really the supreme existence in Buddhism, why should it destroy the foundation of Western Buddhism?"

"Anyway, let the person from Mount Sumeru informed first!"

"That...that one is still alive!"

"Alive! Not long ago, there was news that the man was still.

The most treasured magic wand in the palm of Western Desert Buddhism!"

An old monk with sparse eyebrows, wrinkled skin and lost teeth gave an indefinite answer.

The Buddha's light around him is self-evident, the golden air is dense, and the profound scriptures are looming, and the Sanskrit sounds can be heard.

When several saint monks heard the words, they were overjoyed and breathed a sigh of relief.

"As long as that one is still alive, there is no enemy that cannot be subdued."

"That one, coupled with the treasure of Buddhism, the ultimate emperor soldier left by Emperor Amitabha - the demon pestle, who can be the enemy?"

"The most urgent task now is to inform the holy temple on the road ahead and the one on Mount Sumeru."

Just after being trampled by the dragon and horse to break through the Ahan Temple, several holy monks seemed to have taken a reassurance and were not nervous at all.

How do they know what kind of existence is sitting on the back of the dragon horse! The dragon horse carried Xu Changsheng all the way to the Ayu Plateau.

The whole plateau is like the land of the sky, towering into the clouds, and the ice field is frosty.

The dragon horse stepped into the air and found a stone platform on the Ayu Plateau.

An old monk who was almost on the verge of nirvana, sat there, his body withered bones and flesh and blood, burning with divine fire, as if to make himself into a relic.

When the old monk saw Xu Changsheng coming, he struggled to get up, and wanted to kneel and worship Xu Changsheng.

Xu Changsheng waved his hand and said, "You're...a little bit of Buddhist cultivation, and you can understand a little bit of the depths of poor monks."

"Okay, if you don't get better, you don't need to salute."

The old monk's cultivation base is unfathomable, but in the face of Xu Changsheng riding on a dragon horse, he did not dare to be slighted, and respected him like a god.

He said reverently: "Watching you is like spying on the ancient Buddhist gate, a vast Buddhist path that extends from ancient times to the future. It is too mighty, too mysterious, and too powerful."

"You are like Buddhism itself, and you are the supreme of all Buddhism. In front of you, Emperor Amitabha would be much inferior."

Xu Changsheng nodded and said, "The poor monk is the Buddha World Honored One, the ancestor of all Buddhas."

"If you want, the poor monk can extend your life for you."

The old monk shook his head and said, "No need for the World Honored One, the old man knows the destiny, once again just waiting for a destined person."

Xu Changsheng already knew the answer, patted Longma's head, and said, "Keep going."

Ryoma walked past the old monk and looked back at the old monk. He always felt that the old monk who was about to enter Nirvana was quite unfathomable.

Longma also wanted to inquire about the realm of the old monk's cultivation base, guessing whether the quasi-emperor existed.

However, Xu Changsheng did not answer the doubts in Longma's heart.

After the Ayu Plateau, you can still see a sacred lake with immeasurable golden light rising into the sky.

The dragon horse also broke through the holy temple by the lake with one hoof and kept going west.

I don't know if it was the notice from the holy temple in front, and there was no strong resistance from the following holy temples.

When the dragon horse passed by, he did not dare to destroy it.

Until it was about to approach Mount Sumeru, Ryoma encountered a formidable and incomparable opponent.

A monk with long hair and a cassock in the shape of an old monkey sat cross-legged in front, blocking the way of the dragon and horse.

This skinny-looking old monkey is terrifyingly strong.

Just sitting there, between heaven and earth, seems to be centered on him.

The clouds in the sky and the vast land seemed to twist together, leaning towards the old monkey monk.

"Sumer Mountain, the most sacred place of Buddhism in front of you, this road is impassable, please go back, benefactor."

The old monk spoke up, and persuaded Xu Changsheng and Longma to return to the same way.

Longma hesitated and said hesitantly, "Master, who is this old monkey who looks like a monk? I don't think I can beat him."

Xu Changsheng replied, "He is the brother of the Holy Emperor Dou Zhan, who later converted to Buddhism. Now it should be called Dou Victory Buddha."

Xu Changsheng took a few more glances at the old monkey, and found that the opponent's battle with the prehistoric world to defeat the Buddha and Sun Wukong had absolutely nothing to do with it.

It can only be said that Honghuang and this world belong to a parallel universe, and too many similar flowers have been born.

Amitabha the Great is, and so is fighting against the Buddha.

Emperor Amitabha is not Amitabha Buddha, one of the six sages in the prehistoric era. This battle over the Buddha is by no means the Sun Wukong in the prehistoric era. Even so, they are still so similar! Xu Changsheng said: "The poor monk is going to Mount Sumeru to see the Emperor Amitabha. "

"Emperor Amitabha has long since passed away and is no longer in this world."

"Amitabha is not dead yet, and his divinity is still there: billions of thoughts, he has long since become a god."

"Get out of the way, the poor monk doesn't want to hurt you."

Fighting Victory Buddha closed his eyes and placed a pestle on his knees, saying: "Don't let it go."

Xu Changsheng asked: "You can't see the strength of the poor monk"

Fighting Victory Buddha Ximo replied like gold: "Unfathomable!"

"Then why not let"

"Fighting against the Saints, there is only war, no retreat!"

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At this moment, Xu Changsheng smiled.

"The poor monk traveled westward and went to Mount Sumeru. First, he wanted to question Amitabha, and second, he wanted to save the Buddhism of this world."

"The future is the cause, the present is the effect, your realm is still low and you won't understand."

If the saints of the Big Dipper heard these words, they would probably have smashed their jaws in shock.

What kind of person is the old monkey in front of him, not to mention the last emperor of Taikoo - the younger brother of the Holy Emperor Fighting, just relying on him to convert to Buddhism and cultivate for so many years is... an unimaginable status and realm.

As a result, the wonderful man who was actually riding on the back of a dragon horse said that his cultivation was low, how could he not be shocked, "The poor monk forgives you for your courage, and you are a member of Buddhism. I allow you to use three moves to achieve the same realm." Under these circumstances, the poor monk can be forced to retreat half a step, and the poor monk should leave without going up to Mount Sumeru.”

Xu Changchang stood up, let the dragon and horse step back, and stood in front of the fighting victory Buddha.