Tian Yuan

Chapter 696 Buddha's assessment, beaten

How the Buddha is not clear about the plans of the demons.

Now that you are here, you are ready to face all difficulties.

Stepping on a high platform full of magic lines rashly will definitely have a huge impact on the Buddha's heart, and it is easy to fall into the way of magic.

Therefore, the Buddha stopped at the same place, closed his eyes and recited the Buddhist scriptures, and stabilized his state of mind before going.

The great power of the demon clan hiding in the dark did not speak to urge him.Anyway, the Buddha has already come to the devil's land, don't think about leaving safely, play slowly, don't rush for a while.

In the ears, the sound of ghosts and demons still echoed, and invisible evil thoughts filled all directions. Every time he wanted to invade the depths of the Buddha's heart, he was shocked by the Buddha's light in his body.

Being in the hinterland of the demon clan and still maintaining a clear consciousness is commendable.

Faced with such a situation, even if he were a Mahayana monk, he would have been possessed by a demon early on and could not struggle.

"Namo, drink Radana..."

The Buddha clasped his hands together, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha, and a faint golden light appeared behind him.

Unfortunately, as soon as the Buddha's light appeared, it was extinguished by the power of the law of evil thoughts.

Even though the sound of magic sounded in my ears, there were many difficulties, but it still couldn't shake the heart of the Buddha, and I didn't intend to give up.

Outside, the battle continues.

In the turbulent world, there are fights everywhere, corpses are everywhere, and blood flows like rivers.

Ancient secret realms often emerge, attracting countless monks to flock to them and continue to fight.

In recent years, there have been frequent strange storms in the ancient realm of Dizhou. No one knows the reason. It may be caused by the lingering ancient laws, or it may be the fluctuation of some magical weapons.

The ancient world is buried with historical traces of the ancient times.

The old soil is the footprints of the old times. The red mist is thick and lingering until now, preventing the world from exploring it deeply.

"The inheritance place of Xianyao Sword Master!"

In a certain area of ​​the ancient world, a huge mountain collapsed, and an ancient secret realm appeared.After a group of old guys inquired, there was a result, and the shouts came like a wave.

"Things left by the ancestors!"

Dongli Jianzong was extremely shocked when he heard the news, and the whole room was shocked.Except for the elders who were closed to death, all the high-level people showed up, including several old ancestors who were about to die.

"At all costs, the ancestors must be taken back!"

Jianzun Xianyao was the top sword cultivator 30 years ago, and also an old ancestor of the Dongli Sword Sect.According to the records in Jianzong's ancient books, Xianyao Jianzun was at his peak, went out once and disappeared.

Many years ago at the Feast of Hundred Meridians, the saber of the famous sword master appeared, but because he sensed Chen Qingyuan's aura, it fell from the sky and sent you off.

The name of that sword is Yanku.

It was carefully crafted by a master craftsman 30 years ago and presented to Xian Yao Sword Master.Only half a step away, it can be turned into a quasi-emperor's weapon.

"Not only the inheritance place of the sword master appeared, but also many relics from the ancient times. Send people there quickly, before it's too late!"

The heavens shook, and the situation became even more tense.

For the immediate benefit, the old fellows from various sects in the Imperial State put down their resistance to the law of the Demon Abyss, and planned to explore the ruins of the ancient realm first.

Therefore, the crack in the Moyuan expanded faster.

Countless strands of magic thoughts spread across the sea of ​​chaos and spread to all walks of life in the star field.

There are more and more demon cultivators, and hundreds of millions of innocent people have suffered.

......

Beihuang, Tianyuan.

The fifth realm.

Chen Qingyuan sat cross-legged in the black lake, with only one head exposed.

His consciousness was pulled into a special space, where he was playing chess with Kassapa Buddha.

This game of chess has been played for more than three years, when the last piece fell on the board, Chen Qingyuan suddenly opened his eyes, and broke free from the illusion of the footprints of the world of mortals.

The chessboard is like a river of time, Chen Qingyuan has experienced thousands of different lives.

No loss, no win.

I have realized all kinds of life, like experiencing it personally, going deep into the bone marrow.

Chen Qingyuan's face was haggard and his eyes were cloudy, obviously he was sunk too deeply.

If it is an ordinary person, it must have collapsed.

Buddha Kasyapa smiled slightly, and the chessboard on the table disappeared: "The benefactor has a very good heart, and has a Buddha relationship, which is very good."

The theory of Buddha's fate is really not false.

Thinking back to the first time when Chen Qingyuan went to Dongtu Buddhism, the old monk said bluntly that he has Buddha nature, and if he can practice Buddhism, it must be a good thing.

"If the benefactor can fight against the will left by the poor monk, he will not be defeated for thousands of rounds, and he will teach him all he has learned in his life."

While speaking, Buddha Kasyapa stood up slowly, clasped his hands together, and a golden light gushed out from behind, containing the ultimate pure power, which could wash away countless evil thoughts in the world.

"Please enlighten me, Buddha."

After waiting for so long, I finally reached the last level.

Chen Qingyuan circulated his spiritual power, and soon his consciousness became clear, and his eyes became clear.

He stood up, looked at Kasyapa Buddha, and prepared to fight with all his might.

The table and chairs between the two disappeared.

The vast and boundless plain was shrouded in black mist and extremely silent.

"war!"

After uttering one word, Buddha Kasyapa, who was dressed in a white cassock, suddenly changed his expression. He was no longer as elegant and easy-going as before. He exuded a strong sense of oppression, and the golden light appeared, and the ground cracked.

Immediately, Buddha Kassapa did not use the Dharma, but punched Chen Qingyuan with a punch.

"boom!"

Chen Qingyuan raised his hands in front of him, condensed the mysterious world, and resisted with all his strength.

The seemingly ordinary punch directly shattered the thick barrier of profound energy, and landed firmly on Chen Qingyuan's arm, sending it flying far away, leaving a long trace on the ground.

This is a special space, Chen Qingyuan can't take out the holy weapon that he carries with him.

Even the top Taoism of Qingzong and Daoyi Academy cannot be used, at most it is to mobilize the aura in the body and use some of the most basic techniques.

The physical battle is the final assessment.

No matter how abundant the aura is, it is useless.

"This is too difficult!"

Chen Qingyuan discovered this situation, and thought to himself, and must always pay attention to the direction of Kasyapa Buddha.

Kasyapa Buddha is nine feet tall, vigorous and swift.

The naked eye cannot capture its true location, and all it sees are afterimages, like ghosts.

The fists hit his face, so Chen Qingyuan could only be forced to defend.

Fortunately, Chen Qingyuan's skin is rough and fleshy, and his reincarnation combat body has already achieved a small degree of success, otherwise he wouldn't be able to withstand this kind of torture.

"Benefactor, the willpower left by the poor monk is in line with your current state. If you can't hold it for a thousand rounds, then you have nothing to do with the way of the poor monk."

Kasyapa Buddha said while attacking Chen Qingyuan.

The boxing techniques are changeable, sometimes as fierce as tigers and leopards, sometimes as soft as flowing water.

This was Chen Qingyuan's first time using physical skills to deal with an enemy, he was still inexperienced, so he kept defending.

"Buddha, who can stand your test!"

In just dozens of rounds, sunken fist marks appeared on Chen Qingyuan's body.

Pain doesn't matter, I'm used to it.

If it develops in this direction, even a reincarnated combat body that has reached the Xiaocheng state may not be able to withstand a thousand rounds.

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