Chapter 527 Show Off Your Power! Wang Yan

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That slender young man is naturally Wang Yan who is trapped in the Maha Heart Lotus Platform.

At this time, he stood on the golden auspicious clouds, and against the background of various fairy music and Sanskrit sounds from the ceiling, he was like an ascending god and Buddha, majestic and inviolable.

However, this scene not only caused Hongzheng to spurt blood, but also the red-robed monk Zheng who stayed behind in Gongga Temple sprayed a mouthful of old blood on "Mirror Flowers, Water Moon". He described it as miserable, his face was pale, and his eyes were filled with expressions of disbelief and reluctance.

Fudo Myoō's glazed golden body is one of Fudo Myoō's signature secret techniques. After successful cultivation, you will be invulnerable to water and fire, invulnerable to evil spirits, and able to withstand tens of millions of forces.

The young man covered in golden light had obviously reached the first level of the Glazed Golden Body.

"How is this possible? King Fudo's sense of inheritance did not choose Hong Zheng, who has deep Buddhist roots, so why did he choose this young boy?" The monk in red was roaring in shock and anger, "What's so good about that boy?"

"Haha." The young monk smiled indifferently, with a hint of smile passing through the corner of his mouth, "Buddhist inheritance, just like the relationship between boys and girls in the secular world, they all need to pay attention to fate. Since King Fudo Ming chose Wang Yan, he naturally has his reason , the great monk is looking good."

The red-clothed monk's face turned red, and he said angrily and uncontrollably: "Nonsense, our Dongmi Shingon sect has worshiped Fudo Myoyo for generations. Hongzheng Buddha has deep roots, which is the most suitable for Fudo Myoyo's aura. There is no reason, Myoyo doesn't have it." There is no reason to choose Hongzheng to inherit."

He really couldn't figure it out. If the living Buddha participated in the competition, Hongzheng would be unjust if he lost, but why should that brat do it?

This is like two men pursuing a girl. Not only does Hongzheng have a good family background, good education, and a good career, he also cares for the girl in every possible way and worships her like a Bodhisattva. As for that brat, he came from a grassroots background, had no education and no skills, and was careless about girls and had no right behavior.

There is obviously no comparison between the two, and they are not even qualified to compete.

The result was shocking, the girl jumped into the arms of the brat!

Can this be tolerated?

The young monk cast a mocking glance at the red-clothed monk, "If you worship the Fudo Ming King, then the Ming King must belong to your family?" Is this some crazy logic?

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Wang Yan, who was stepping on the golden auspicious clouds, slowly opened his eyes. His face also looked a little stunned, feeling a little weird and incredible. What he had just experienced in the Maha Heart-Asking Lotus Platform was still fresh in his memory, and he was also frightened in his heart.

Wang Yan has always thought that he is an open-minded person who has no bitterness or hatred. However, when the inner demon really strikes, the little unhappiness in the past will be magnified infinitely, filling the heart with anger and pain, and the inner demon will control the behavior.

If it weren't for the last palm that was about to hit Xiaowei, Wang Yan felt that something was very wrong, and then he could avoid being completely controlled by the inner demon.

The inner demon is indeed extremely terrifying.

Fortunately, after experiencing this, Wang Yan felt that his mind was much clearer, clearer, and his thoughts were clearer.

It's just that he himself doesn't understand what happened, and why he suddenly cultivated the glazed golden body of the Fudo King?

"Huh?"

He looked back and looked down, only to see the small ferret, the three-legged golden crow, and the succubus still immersed in the path of inner demons on the huge Maha Inquiry Lotus.

The little ferret, with its white belly, rolled over and over in the center of the lotus platform, smashing its mouth with a face full of intoxication, and chirped happily. It was obvious that she was immersed in the ocean of delicious food, such as spicy grilled fish, roasted pig's trotters with cumin and so on.

Suddenly, the little ferret's expression changed again, and his cheeks became bulging. Two little paws are stuck on the waist. He muttered and chirped angrily, which means very clearly, you vixen and mistresses, please stay away from my elder brother, otherwise Xiaoxue will get angry.

Well……

Wang Yan broke into a cold sweat, our Xiaoxue's path to inner demons really fits her personality. If you are a foodie, add the real style.

The three-legged golden crow, however, was burning with flames, and it screamed miserably: "Master, you can't die! Master, let's escape, don't worry about Zhou Tian any more. Kill, kill, I will kill you." Kill you all, burn you all..."

Not Zhou Tian?

Wang Yan was slightly stunned. What kind of inner demons was this three-legged golden crow going through?

Then, the three-legged Golden Crow also began to crawl on the ground and rolled on the ground: "Miao Yi, you bitch, how dare you betray me? I will burn you to ashes~"

All right!

Three-Legged Golden Crow, just take your time and enjoy the love-hate story between two people and one bird.

Then, Wang Yan looked at the succubus. The succubus didn't have any inner demons, she just curled up into a ball and seemed to be sleeping peacefully. As expected of a succubus, there is no one else in this state of mind.

It is beneficial to experience inner demons more. After Wang Yan thought about it for a while, he did not disturb them.

The auspicious clouds under his feet supported Wang Yan and slowly rose into the sky.

In about ten seconds, he was suspended on the Grand Sunflower Stage, facing the huge statue head-on.

At this time, Sanskrit chants were chanting, and the golden light on the statue shone, shrouding Wang Yan in it.

At this moment, Wang Yan was like a cocoon wrapped in golden light. The light was bright and dark, as if he had begun to accept the inheritance of Fudo Myooh. To be precise, it is the true inheritance of Fudo Myooh.

Prior to this, the "Fudo Myoyo Sutra" that Wang Yan had inherited was just some of Fudo Myoyo's practice methods. The inheritance received now in this Mahanika Terrace is the real inheritance of Fudo Myooh.

"Asshole!"

Hongzheng originally thought that the boy would be bounced away by the golden light on the Bodhisattva statue.

But the scene before him had completely shattered all his illusions. Buddha's light gathers and shines, flowers linger in the sky, fairy music curls up, and Sanskrit chants are sung. Everything looks like the bride and groom at a wedding ceremony, holding a grand ceremony and receiving blessings.

Monk Hongzheng's heart felt as painful as being torn apart, his expression was twisted and his face was ferocious. He burst out with a majestic force and rushed straight to the Grand Sunflower Terrace like a shooting star.

"Why!?" Hongzheng's chest was filled with anger and unwillingness.

I, Hongzheng, have been chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name for fifty or sixty years. I have deep roots in Buddhism and strong magical power. You don't choose me, but you choose this brat with six impure roots?

Why! ?

I, Hongzheng, withstood the overwhelming pressure and climbed to the sky step by step. Even if my bones were broken and my flesh and blood were destroyed, I would have no regrets. But this kid can easily climb up to the Grand Sunflower Terrace, riding on the auspicious clouds and surrounded by the sound of fairy music and Buddha?

Why! ?

I kowtowed step by step, kneeling devoutly to the feet of the Bodhisattva, but was finally blown away by a golden light. But this brat is on par with the Bodhisattva and accepts the inheritance easily.

Not willing to accept it.

Hongzheng was shouting crazily in his heart, "Mine, all of this is mine."

He was like a shooting star, dragging his long flaming tail, and rushed towards the Grand Sunflower Terrace.

"Eh? Isn't this Monk Hongzheng?" In the cocoon of golden light, Wang Yan said in slight surprise, "You are still here, haven't you left?"

"puff!"

Hong Zheng almost wanted to spit blood to death, his face turned red, I'm always here, okay?

You brat went so far as to bully me and robbed me of my inheritance. You actually act like nothing happened and you look innocent?

Filled with grief and anger, he punched out.

The fist was like a meteor across the sky, the golden light was brilliant, and the space was shaking violently.

"Still fighting?" Wang Yan raised his eyebrows, picked up the war hammer, and turned around to kill.

He struck out with a hammer and had a head-on confrontation with Hong Zheng.

"boom!"

The two of them each flew backwards for dozens of meters.

Wang Yan touched his numb arm with a slight smile on his face. Although he didn't know why he had cultivated to the first level of the Fudo Myoyo's glazed golden body, it was obvious that his body's defensive ability had suddenly increased significantly.

The body is truly like a vajra, indestructible and indestructible.

However, Monk Hongzheng felt the impact on his internal organs. Compared with its heyday, the power of his Wrathful Vajra Dharma has been significantly reduced. But even so, it shouldn't be such a shock.

There is only one situation that can be explained at the moment, and that is that this kid has gained great benefits from the inheritance. Not only has the Fudo Myoyo glazed golden body been refined, but the overall physical fitness has also undergone a comprehensive evolution.

Hong Zheng was extremely angry. Originally, everything was his, but now it was shamelessly and ruthlessly taken away by this boy.

"Boy, Buddha will make you spit out everything you eat." Monk Hongzheng roared angrily, stepping on the space under his feet, and his momentum increased with each step.

He took nine steps in a row, his aura brewing to the extreme, and every move he made contained great power.

"You're good to go." Wang Yan's eyes widened, and his golden body burned with blazing flames. He swung his war hammer and charged back, "Just in time to try out the power of my Fudo Ming King's glazed golden body."

His voice rumbled in the air like fire and thunder from heaven.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

There were explosions of metal and stone, and waves of energy after impact could not help but spread outward. The fierce battle between the two seemed to be difficult to determine the winner for a while.

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"madness."

In Gonggar Monastery, Khenpo Taibao sneered, "How can human beings be able to resist the majesty of Heaven? Great Monk Zheng of Yuanzhi, you are too obsessed. Since Wang Yan has obtained it, it is his fate."

"You!" The red-clothed monk looked extremely ugly, "In short, we have been fighting for the Jiaoling Wheel of the Great Sun Tathagata for a hundred years, and we will never give up easily."

"Could it be that Monk Yuanzhi is about to break his promise?" Khenpo Taibao raised his eyebrows.

"Broken promises are broken promises." The great monk in red smiled ferociously, "Even if I risk my life, I can't let that kid succeed."

"Then you have to pass my test first." Khenpo Taibao's expression became solemn.

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"boom!"

After a few minutes, Monk Hongzheng's wrathful Vajra form became weaker and weaker, but Wang Yan became more and more courageous as he fought. Finally, Wang Yan was stunned and blasted Monk Hongzheng away with a hammer.

He was holding a war hammer, and his whole body was burning with golden flames, like a powerful and domineering god and Buddha descending.

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