Protector of the Country Dragon Emperor

The ability of the Enlightenment Futon is very unparalleled. It is also the most important magic weapon in the Pure Land. It is more than one level higher than the Buddhist scriptures on the bookshelf.

The material used to weave the futon is the divine thread from the chaotic period of heaven and earth.

Therefore, the Buddhist kingdom was destroyed and the Pure Land was reduced to only a square inch.

Inside the Pure Land, there is nothing.

But this futon was intact.

It was a little different from the last time Chen Yan sat here. Maybe it was because Chen Yan's cultivation had reached the peak of the Broken Realm. When he sat down, he felt that there seemed to be some strange connection between the futon and his body.

futon top.

A white silk thread emerged slowly.

It's like a little elf.

Probe into the brain.

When Chen Yan closed his eyes to comprehend, it swayed, stretched longer and longer, and then one end of the silk thread gently fell on Chen Yan's arm, as if it had penetrated through the arm; but Chen Yan seemed not to notice anything, and remained as usual. Understanding the word thunder.

"Shh, shh, shh!"

On the futon, more white threads emerged.

Silently.

It stretched quietly, and the links were connected to Chen Yan's body.

More and more, more and more dense.

If anyone saw Chen Yan's current state, they would be shocked, because his whole body is now wrapped in white silk, forming a white cocoon on the outside.

Billions of white threads, as if they were alive.

But inside the cocoon, a new world seemed to be formed.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Chen Yan heard an extremely slight sound in his ears.

It was as if someone was speaking in his ear, but it was so soft that he couldn't hear clearly.

His mind was aroused by this voice, and he gathered all his mental power to listen, feel, and comprehend... I don't know how long it took, but Chen Yan suddenly felt his mind shaken. He felt like he was outside the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements. illusion.

It means jumping out of space and time.

It was as if I was no longer on earth or in this universe.

There were more and more whispers.

spread throughout the brain.

Chen Yan began to feel a headache, irritable, and unbearable, as if his soul was about to break. There were too many sounds, getting louder and faster, as if tens of thousands of people were screaming and shouting in his ears. , telling you what to do, but you just don’t understand.

In this state, let alone comprehending the magic text.

It is good if you can maintain your xinxing and not go crazy.

"Roar, roar—"

Chen Yan wanted to use his own voice to suppress the boundless noise.

But the result was that his spirit went berserk.

At this moment, he was bleeding from all seven holes.

The heart stopped beating.

Breathing also stopped.

died.

Yes, it's like he's dead.

All thoughts have stopped, and there are no waves in the brain. If modern medicine is used to examine and judge, Chen Yan is now a dead person and can be directly taken out and cremated.

In the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, it is quiet.

Inside the ruined temple, there was deathly silence.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Maybe a year, maybe a century, maybe an era.

"Nawu, Nawu,"

"Namo Amitabha!"

One after another the Buddha's voice gradually rose.

One after another, they become more and more dense.

"Boom!"

On the futon, in the white silk cocoon, there was a sudden sound.

From slow to rapid.

This is a powerful heartbeat.

"Shhhh-"

All the white silk threads, with rapid rhythm, began to separate and disperse from the state of being surrounded by silkworm cocoons. The white threads returned to the futon. At this moment, Chen Yan, who was sitting on the futon, was naked and wearing nothing, but he looked pure. , illusion, no dust, no illusion of the five elements.

"Buddha is the Tao."

"Tao is the devil."

"A demon can also become a Buddha."

At this moment, Chen Yan was detached.

He seemed to finally know the true meaning of cultivation. Regardless of Buddhism, Taoism or demons, the ultimate source points directly to one direction.

There are one hundred and eighty thousand magic texts, there are one hundred and eighty thousand divine patterns, and there are also one hundred and eighty thousand Buddha's sounds.

Chen Yan suddenly stretched out a finger and pointed at the top of his head.

"thunder!"

On the fingers, light flashed.

A magic text jumped.

But if you look closely, you will see that this is different from the normal magic text. There is a divine mark on it, and the corresponding Buddha's voice faintly appears.

This is the origin, which Chen Yan just realized.

Although it was not deep enough, it made him seem to see a corner of the avenue.

And all this is due to the white silk on the futon.

Every white thread has previously confirmed a voice.

He entered nirvana in that cocoon, but when he woke up he could understand what those voices were telling him. It was the evolution of Buddhism, Taoism and demons, and it was the three-in-one combination of demonic patterns, divine patterns, and Buddhist sounds. Only one of them is indispensable to realize the great road.

……

at the same time.

In the prison.

Yun Xi and others continued to attack and consume the defensive shield built by the monk. The monk had continuously changed 81 types of hand seals to maintain consumption.

However, the number of opponents is increasing.

From six before, there are sixteen now.

No way!

The monk's face remained calm, as usual even when facing death.

"Amitabha!"

He shouted the Buddha's name again, as if intending to disappear.

But at this moment, he seemed to feel something.

When I heard the direction of the gate of the Innocence Prison, it seemed like the voice of the Supreme Buddha was coming from the direction.

"Nawu, Nawu..."

"Namo Amitabha!"

This is the most advanced Buddhist sound mantra in the Buddhist country.

As for this Buddha's Sound Mantra, since the fall of the Buddhist kingdom and the destruction of the Pure Land, no one can pronounce this Buddha's Sound Mantra. That's right, it just can't be recited or the sound can be read. It is restricted by some mysterious law and can't be imitated. Just one sentence can lead to disaster.

But now, the monk actually heard it.

Is it the appearance of the Buddha Mother, or is it an illusion?

However, this Buddha's mantra was repeated over and over again without any pause.

The monk's face, which originally faced death calmly, suddenly showed a strong desire. He could not die. He wanted to go to the gate. That was a call from the Buddha's kingdom, a call from the Pure Land.

"Roar--"

The monk finally made another sound, no longer just chanting Buddhist mantras.

"Do not move Ming Wang seal!"

"go!"

The monk grabbed Fairy Zixia, transformed into King Ming, rushed out of the encirclement, fell directly into the passage, and then immediately rushed towards the gate.

Fairy Yunxi and others' eyes were red and red.

They never expected that they would meet a strange monk here, escape from the prison unexpectedly, and take Zixia with him; you can just run away by yourself, why did you take Zixia away? Now that Zixia no longer has the life-locking sword on her body and her skills have recovered, she can send messages out at any time. This is what they are most worried about.

"kill!"

"Kill him as quickly as possible!"

Fairy Yunxi screamed like a madman. When she thought of Tianji Pavilion's pursuit, her scalp became numb. If it really got to that point, she would have no choice but to leave Tianpeng Pavilion, change her face, and go to survive somewhere else. But how could she be willing to do so?