Becoming a God Starts From Planting a Bodhi Tree

Chapter 41 Ideal, Reality and Science Fiction (Please read it!!)

"My second uncle had a son who was my cousin. His name was Yangtian and he was extremely talented in martial arts. However, he was attacked and killed by the Supreme True Buddha Sect during a mission to collect his thoughts."

"After that, my second uncle became obsessed with pursuing the traces of the Supreme True Buddha Sect. This was his heart disease, and he seemed to have become a demon in his heart."

"This battle is difficult..."

Zhang Chongba quickly explained the current situation to Ji Jingqiu and asked him to evacuate with the security bureau.

"Commissioner Zhang, won't the drone stay?" Deputy Director Jin asked, "I can still cover you."

Zhang Chongba shook his head and said:

"Fire suppression is meaningless against this thing. There are only four of us Four Realm warriors present who can cause damage to it. Among them, Ah Dao can do the most damage to it."

"Did you see the golden fire that exploded just now? It's essentially the 'god' raised by A Dao."

Deputy Director Jin wiped his sweat: "Commissioner Zhang, why don't you ask the local gods in Tai'an City for help? We still enshrine a few gods here..."

"I have issued a compulsory call-up!"

Zhang Chongba interrupted,

"The local gods are coming soon, you can take my brother back to the upper city safely now!

We will do our best to contain the fighting within a few miles. "

Ji Jingqiu on the side did not say a word.

It's not that he doesn't want to leave, that thing is beyond his ability to deal with at first glance, and staying here will only get in the way.

It's just that the little Bodhi tree obviously has its own ideas, and is constantly conveying to him the emotion of excitement, excitement, excitement.

He took a moment to look inside,

When he found Fat Tiger huddled in a corner with his head in his arms, he almost dug a hole to bury himself in. He obviously had a complete childhood.

The small bodhi tree swayed happily, exuding a green light, clear and misty.

Ji Jingqiu hesitated for a moment and asked Bodhi Tree in his mind for the solution.

If it was the same as the Jade Buddha, then he was confident that the Bodhi Tree could suppress the opponent.

It's just that the Buddha, who looks pure white on the outside but is pure black on the inside, is not easy to deal with at a glance. Four warriors of the four realms can only hurt him. It is difficult for him to get close to him, so how can he make him more fertilizer?

Unless the other party takes the initiative to feed him like Li Buyi and enters his inner world.

But the ideal is plump, but the reality is skinny.

Xiaoshu's answer is more science fiction -

Spread the net and the birds will throw themselves into it.

Ji Jingqiu followed Bodhi's will and sat down, opened the net, and waited for the swallow to throw herself in.

…

Zhang Chongba rushed closer.

Leng Dao stood in front of him, frowning as he looked at the man who was attached to and protected by the pure white Buddha.

They could sense that the members of the Supreme True Buddha Sect below were in poor condition and were running low on blood. This was their chance.

Even if they are not opponents, as long as the latter's source is exhausted, this evil Buddha's distraction will become a rootless root.

"Time is of the essence. I am bringing the local gods here. Please wait for a moment." Zhang Chongba said in a deep voice.

"Okay." Leng Dao replied neatly. After a moment of accumulation, he slashed out with another knife, suppressing the evil Buddha who expelled the golden flames from his body.

Under their gaze, the man who was regarded as the cauldron of the evil Buddha suddenly became boneless, as if the energy and blood in his body had been extracted.

At the same time, a blazing and pure white light bloomed, sweeping away the sword intention buried in the body of the cold-purifying knife.

The pure white Buddha sat in lotus position in the void, raised one hand, held a flower and smiled, and suddenly the majestic Buddha's voice penetrated his ears!

It is said to be the sound of Buddha, but it is actually the sound of demonic sound that cleanses the ears!

Even if Leng Dao used the **** in the sword to merge into the sound of the sword in time to break the demonic sound, it could not stop the creatures within a mile of the pure white Buddha as the center, and they were all reduced to incense candles in front of the Buddha!

If the residential density in the lower area was not high, thousands of people would have died at this time!

Witnessing just a moment, dozens or hundreds of people were reduced to lamps and candles in front of the Buddha. Leng Dao looked sad. He opened his clothes, took the heart blood with the tip of the knife, and forcibly activated the **** in the knife.

Federal Martial Arts pursues the principle that all things have spirituality.

And the ultimate in spirituality is divinity.

The so-called heart lamp is a high degree of spiritual concentration.

When the lamp of the heart burns to its peak and the spirituality sublimates to its most brilliant moment, pure divinity is born from it.

This is the so-called **** of martial arts.

Only attacks containing spirituality and divinity can harm this pure spiritual integration.

Zhang Chongba didn't move, but he was already sweating profusely.

He is using his body as a coordinate to lead several gods from the East 3 Huang Star to jump from the soul ocean and descend.

It is impossible for gods to travel directly through reality, they must be attached.

Just like the evil Buddha is currently attached to the member of the Supreme True Buddha Sect below.

After receiving the human candle as an offering, the evil Buddha's whole body shone brightly and his aura expanded a lot.

Shadows of unfamiliar faces appeared around him, full of compassion, looking sacred and evil, like the shadows of ten thousand Buddhas.

It solemnly said: "If I achieve Bodhi someday, my own illumination will be boundless, and I will be the only supreme true Buddha in the world!"

In an instant, the pure white fire like a sea seemed to wash away the five turbidities of the world, turning into a boundless sea of ​​fire that surged in all directions.

Seeing this scene, both Zhang Chongba and Leng Dao looked ugly.

This evil Buddha clone is trying its best to drain the believers under him, exerting its own power to the extreme, releasing pure Buddha fire.

Once this wave of pure white fire spreads, all creatures contaminated by it will become its incense candles!

This guy wants to set up a coordinate in this area, and then even if no one picks him up, he can use the coordinates to come and manifest!

The Supreme True Buddha Sect indeed has a big plan on this planet!

A stream of energy like heavenly fire moving upstream was pure and mighty. Yang Yan opened the way with his fist and moved upstream. All the emotions he had accumulated over the years were poured into this punch.

It was pain, suffering, hatred, misery, frustration...

Countless complex emotions were all integrated into the fist, like an iron cavalry carving a formation, forcibly carving a path in the sea of ​​​​fire, and suppressing the full outbreak of the sea of ​​​​fire.

then.

The old man stepped forward with a fierce and tough aura, and handed the fist to the god.

The pale beard and hair are flying like a lion, and the golden light shines in a pair of angry eyes, like a **** in the sky!

After being interrupted from casting the spell, the pure white Buddha showed an angry look, and the white light around his body turned into the Buddha's palms, rushing down, as if he was going to crush the old man to death with one palm!

Seeing this scene, Zhang Chongba's eyes were horrified and he almost lost his mind.

Not because of the Buddha's angry look, but because of the old man's disregard for life and death. He opened his mouth to speak, but stopped midway.

He had no words that could stop a father who wanted to avenge his son at the risk of his own death.

Finally, Zhang Chongba exhaled heavily, finally pulled several local gods from the depths of the soul ocean, and shouted:

"The evil Buddha is in front, please invite the three true gods to raid the formation!"

The three phantoms of red, green and white stood behind Zhang Chongba. They were the three well-known gods in Tai'an City.

Although they are only the fourth level of the divine order, the lowest level, the Eastern Three Stars are their territory after all, and it is enough to work together to expel this evil Buddha's spiritual thoughts.

The three gods bowed slightly:

"Please obey the decree of the Supervisory Envoy."

Under Zhang Chongba's cold gaze, Wu Di, who was from the Xingchen Group, had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow the old man below who had no regard for life or death and wanted to hand over the fist to the gods to protect him.

Seeing this scene, Leng Dao did not strike again, but began to visualize and prepare the final strike.

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To deal with this so-called "god", all physical attacks are useless, and can only be suppressed and expelled. Not to mention killing, even permanent weakening is difficult to achieve.

Unless you master their core, as long as their status does not fall and their origin is not damaged, they will remain immortal!

At this moment, Mr. Yang, with his powerful fists and spirit, kept hitting the pure white evil Buddha with a pair of iron fists, blasting it into countless scattered white lights.

But in the end, this is just a useless effort, just like blowing away a cloud, but the clouds gather and disperse, and they cannot hurt the root cause at all...

Yang Yan naturally knows this.

But so what?

Because it’s useless—

So this punch won’t come out?

Aren’t you going to avenge the revenge you’ve accumulated for more than 20 years? !

Did his son die in vain? !

Should all my persistence over the years be in vain? !

Yang Yan, who has used secret techniques to sublimate his own spirituality to the fullest, has a pair of golden eyes, a rising aura, and keeps punching.

He punched again and again, seemingly heroic but in vain, but his face remained as usual, downplayed, not at all dejected or discouraged, he just punched me, punching like thunder, and each punch was more courageous and fearless than the last!

But the more this happened, the more Zhang Chongba who was watching from the side felt sad and depressed.

Unprecedented frustration and resentment filled the chest of this gangster man.

Wu Di, who was on the sidelines and didn't know what was going on, even though he didn't understand the behavior of Yang Yan, who he had never met before, he still felt a little admiration in his heart, but felt sad and lonely.

Such is the world.

Some people have something, and if they just risk their lives and throw hundreds of punches at them, they will be willing to cut them off.

Some things just don't work.

Today is the day when heavenly beings are coming. What can we do about this evil Buddha?

It's just a matter of expelling or dispersing this clone.

You can do it as long as you work hard, it's more like a fairy tale...

But it was precisely because of this that Zhang Chongba ordered the raiding formation to surround the evil Buddha and let Yang Yan just punch.

Even if it doesn't work out as expected in the end, with so many punches, how much will it make you feel... better?

…

As time passes bit by bit.

The Yang Yan fist came out like rain, scattering the evil Buddha's clone bit by bit, causing it to continuously collapse, recover, collapse, and recover, and the cycle repeats!

Gradually, everyone was shocked to discover—

Why is this evil Buddha, which is constantly being smashed apart, getting smaller and smaller?

Where did his origin flow to? !

At this moment, Yang Yan's energy surged and he punched high.

After one punch, all the white Buddhas that were gradually shrinking and the rain curtain were pushed back and scattered!

After punching out, the old man stood there in a daze, his arrogance slowly declining.

It was as if at this moment he saw the wisp of thoughts from his parent and child that he knocked off the evil god.

He was still the same person back then, waving to himself with a smile, saying goodbye, and turning around, just like when he grew up and walked away alone.

Yang Yan suddenly burst into tears, but his smile comforted him!

Rejoice! Rejoice!

Although he doesn't understand what happened at the moment, he has no regrets in this life!

…

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Kilometers away.

Deputy Director Jin Dazhong hid behind the wall and looked at the battle in the distance.

Then he looked back at the young man who insisted on not wanting to leave, and even had the leisure and concentration to meditate there.

He sighed.

Why is this young man so big-hearted?

It didn't matter if he couldn't leave without being beaten to death, he still had to pull himself beside him to look after him.

He began to debate whether to knock the boy unconscious and carry him directly back to Shangcheng. Otherwise, how would he explain to Commissioner Zhang if something happened?

In the interior world.

Looking at the tall bodhi tree with its branches and leaves growing taller and taller, and the origins of the evil Buddhas that look like suckling swallows feeding in the pot -

Ji Jingqiu deeply realized that besides reality and ideals, there is something else.

It's called: science fiction.

Just like sitting on the roadside in a daze, there are young ladies with slim waists and long legs offering milk tea and asking for WeChat messages.

This science fiction story is finally his turn!

Just like a young man who has been doing good deeds for many years and finally welcomes Yu Qing, Ji Jingqiu is full of energy and stands beside the small Bodhi tree that finally has some sapling appearance and is no longer emaciated, counting the "big prizes" that he has never won in his life. :

"One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five, six, seven, eight or ninety pieces..."

"You can't even see it when you fly into Bodhi!"

Continue typing, the next chapter will probably be early in the morning. (This picture has been edited)

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