Eight Hundred and Thirty-Five. Great Monk, Let Me Save You

The young monk sat on top of the white elephant, looked at Yan Zhaoge and said slowly: "The poor monk is naturally inferior to Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, but he also has the thunderbolt method to subdue heretics."

"There is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering, and the end is the shore. The benefactor should take refuge in my Buddha as soon as possible."

Yan Zhaoge looked the young monk up and down.

Buddhism and Taoism have different levels of cultivation realms, and the expression of true energy is also different.

It is difficult to judge the strength of the opponent without actually doing it, just by observation, and what level is the standard for changing to your own.

But compared to other Buddhist warriors at the scene, this young monk is obviously unusual. The skin exposed outside the cassock and monk's clothes has a bluish light, like glass.

Yan Zhaoge said indifferently: "Master, you are joking, Yan has no plans to be ordained yet."

But the young monk said: "Several benefactors left Upper Realm and Bi Youtian and came here. Although they have obsessive obsessions, their talents must be first-class and outstanding. It's a pity that they are addicted to heretics."

"Heretic geniuses like you, the poor monk has also converted a few in the past."

"You don't have to be ordained to enter my Buddhist school, as long as you have a Buddha in your heart, there is a Buddha in your heart, and everywhere is a pure land."

Yan Zhaoge's pupils suddenly contracted slightly.

It is not the first time Yan Zhaoge has come across the term "degreeization".

Originally, it meant transcendence, attunement.

The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, and everyone can become a Buddha when they see the clear nature of their minds.

But now that the Buddha has transcended, the future Buddha will sit in the central whirling world. With the passage of time, the meaning of the so-called "duhua" has gradually changed.

Yan Zhaoge hadn't personally seen it before, but there were a few simple records in the classics in the Tianting Shrine's Cangshu Pavilion.

Few strokes, shocking.

"Duhua, hehe..." Yan Zhaoge stared at the other party: "Are you trying to forcibly conquer my spiritual will and make me worship the future Buddha?"

The young monk shook his head and said softly, "It's not by force."

"Every living being has Buddha nature and was born in the right way. It's just that the world is suffering and there are countless evil spirits. So some living beings deviate from the right way and enter the evil ways."

"My Buddha is merciful and saves all sentient beings. Although the donor is in a heretical way, the poor monk believes that the donor has the heart to correct evil and return to righteousness. Listening to my Buddha's teachings will awaken your own Buddha-nature and heart, convert to my Buddha, and return to the right way."

Yan Zhaoge said hesitantly: "Master Yan appreciates your kindness. It is said that the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the sharpness of the sword comes from sharpening. I'd better stay in this sea of ​​bitterness for a while longer. When will I jump out and how will I jump out?" If you come out, I won’t bother you, Master.”

The young monk smiled: "The donor must not be obsessed with obsession, otherwise he may be addicted forever and cannot be freed."

He said indifferently: "My Buddha is merciful, and my disciples follow suit. It is better for the poor monk to help the donor. It is also considered a merit."

Accompanied by his words, the huge white elephant under him suddenly raised its front foot, and then stepped down on Yan Zhaoge!

Yan Zhaoge turned a blind eye, but another figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

It still has a black and white body, but its expression is no longer that of a silly and cute look.

While the fierce light flashed in the eyes, a deep roar sounded, directly overwhelming the magnificent chanting Sanskrit sounds all around.

Panpan suddenly appeared, stood in front of Yan Zhaoge, and stood upright.

Its body grew suddenly, and it was good at facing the wind. In an instant, it became as tall as the sky above its head and its feet were on the ground. It was even bigger than that white elephant!

Panpan, who stood up, stretched out one front paw, and swept away the raised front foot of the white elephant.

The other front paw was raised, and it directly hit the white elephant on the head!

Amidst the deafening roar, the huge white elephant, which looked like a mountain range, was hit by Panpan's claws and then backed away!

Everyone was startled.

Then I saw Panpan stepping forward while roaring, grabbing one of the white elephant's tusks, and then grabbing the long trunk with the other paw!

The white elephant roared in pain, and boundless strength erupted from its body.

dragon elephant, dragon elephant,

Has always been a representative of strength.

At this moment, the power of the white elephant burst out, and it could easily turn the world upside down.

But Panpan grabbed the ivory with his front paws and threw the white elephant to the ground abruptly!

The white elephant's huge body hit the ground, and the entire Zhexing Realm shook violently at this moment.

The ground around the place where the two sides fought directly shattered and collapsed, and the lives were devastated.

The giant elephant kept struggling, crushing the already shattered ground under its body into a huge abyss.

But no matter how hard it tried, it was firmly pressed to the ground by Panpan, unable to get up.

The blue glazed Buddha lights kept flashing, but one black hole after another appeared on Panpan's body, swallowing all those Buddha lights.

Panpan let out a low growl, and the other paw grasping the elephant's trunk forcefully tore off the white elephant's long trunk!

The white elephant let out an earth-shattering roar, in pain, and the strength of the struggle suddenly became stronger.

Panpan continued to roar, still pressing the giant elephant tightly under his paws!

Everyone stared at this scene dumbfounded, as if seeing the Buddha's head twisted by a monster.

When the young monk knocked the giant elephant back with Panpan's palm, his expression changed slightly, and he wanted to strike.

But at the same time, a huge palace appeared above Yan Zhaoge's head.

The door of the palace opened, and a figure flew out of it like lightning, and the sight of everyone was almost unable to catch its trace.

This figure seemed to completely ignore the space barrier and the passage of time. The first time it appeared, it was in front of the young monk.

Only the young monk could barely see the other person's appearance, but it was Yan Zhaoge's Beiming avatar.

When the acupoints of Beiming's avatar vibrated, boundless mighty power erupted and punched the young monk.

The young monk couldn't keep up with the speed of Beiming clone.

He had no choice but to respond to all changes with the same, and the blue Buddha light all over his body instantly condensed, like the essence of colored glaze, covering his whole body.

Dots of golden Buddha light projected from the glass, forming a solid and indestructible golden body, which blocked the iron fist of Beiming's avatar at the critical moment.

Almost in an instant, cracks appeared on the surface of the blue colored glaze.

"What a fierce punch, but I didn't notice his existence before." The young monk's eyes sank: "It's equivalent to the sixth level of a Taoist martial artist, a strong man who has seen the peak of the late stage of the god."

Facing Beiming's avatar, he couldn't care about Bai Xiang anymore, he could only watch Bai Xiang being thrown to the ground by Panpan.

Gao Qing and the others on the side were also shocked.

Because they could vaguely tell that Yan Zhaoge's Beiming avatar should actually be a fifth-level Martial Saint, in the middle stage of seeing gods.

And it should have just broken through to the fifth level of Martial Saint.

Bei Ming's avatar was blocked with a punch, and he didn't take back his hand, with a sneer on his face: "Great monk, it's better for Yan to come and save you."

As he said that, he changed his fists and changed his claws, and the other hand also reached out.

With ten fingers like a chisel, he forcibly pierced into the blue glass, and then tore it to both sides!

There was an ear-piercing cracking sound, and pieces of colored glaze fell like rain, falling to the ground below!