Chapter 681: Thousand-armed Buddha of Treasure Flame (4)
Outside Lingyuan Mountain, tens of thousands of miles away from the mountain gate, a speck of dust remained motionless in the Nine Heavens Strong Wind.
In the tiny dust, there is a Buddhist kingdom with a radius of billions of miles.
Giant towers thousands of feet high stand like pillars of heaven, dark golden Buddha light covers everything. In the ancient and majestic Zen temple, awe-inspiring monk soldiers, strong men, Vajra and heavenly kings sit cross-legged on lotus platforms, chanting scriptures and mantras in praise of the Hell-Suppressing Buddha.
The vast Buddhist kingdom is connected with their aura, constantly absorbing and exhaling the immortal spirit, and comprehending the great way of heaven and earth.
Their practice converged into strands of dark golden essence, part of which flowed into the body of the Prison-Suppressing Buddha, and part of which became their own.
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguan Buddha and the Monk Yuanjue were sitting cross-legged on top of a cylindrical mountain which was located in the center of the Buddhist kingdom and served as the root of heaven and earth.
The mountain is thousands of miles high, and its entire body is as smooth as a mirror, without even a single weed.
The master and disciple sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, their eyes emitting a faint Buddhist light, monitoring every move in the Baoyan Cave on Lingyuan Mountain.
"We need to make Fahai realize the true face of the Liangyitian Buddhist sect." The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha held a large watermelon in both hands and was habitually snapping it. He said vaguely, "You and I, master and disciple, are considered a pair of good people, but we have also done things in secret and crushed other people's true disciples. What about others?"
Monk Yuanjue drooped his eyelids and played with a crystal clear winter date with his fingers.
He said calmly: "I originally wanted to use the Snow Cliff Monk to train him, but I didn't expect that the Snow Cliff Monk was so useless that he was killed by a sword for no reason!"
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha smiled and said, "The Snow Cliff Monk has not completely perished. He will always have a chance to make a comeback. With the Divine Vulture here, Fahai will have a lot of troubles... There will still be trials. Moreover, they will be beyond his imagination."
Monk Yuanjue frowned: "Can you bear it?"
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguan Buddha ate a large watermelon in just a few bites, then casually took out a huge jackfruit, tore the flesh inside bit by bit, and kept putting it into his mouth with a 'crunch, crunch' sound.
He shook his head gently: "It's okay."
He said "it's okay", and Monk Yuanjue felt relieved.
He looked towards the direction of the Treasure Flame Cave and sneered, "Iron Shackle Buddha is really shameless."
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha continued to make "click, click" sounds. His voice came from his belly: "This is karma. Do you think that the two worlds in the lower realm that belong to you alone and are completely free of interference from outsiders are so easy to obtain?"
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha glanced at his disciple and chuckled, "In the lower realm, there are only twelve worlds that serve only me and the Buddhist sect. Relying on the incense and faith provided by these twelve worlds, as well as the Buddhist disciples and practitioners, my cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and I have the confidence to covet the position of the Buddha Lord."
"What is your level of cultivation? What is your foundation? In the great war three thousand years ago, your master personally helped you, allowing you to occupy a world that originally belonged to the demons and barbarians, cleanse your faith, and respect you alone."
"Fahai is so kind that I have cleansed the two small worlds, even the lowest-grade small world, and sent them to you!"
"The lower world branch of the Hunyuan Luotian Sect was annihilated, and Fahai is still listed on the Daluo Blood List."
"You should know who the Great Brahma Pure World Sect of Jishengtian is, their 'ancestor' in the upper world?"
Monk Yuanjue's expression became extremely serious.
"Brahma Wheel Three Secret Buddhas!"
He gently uttered the title of a Buddha.
In the void of Liangyi Heaven, in the strange dimension that is elusive, unpredictable, and unreachable to ordinary immortals, countless vague thoughts swept by like radar waves, searching for the existence of the Buddha's name that had just been recited.
Those strands of thoughts were continuous and dense, sweeping across the tiny speck of dust in the void hundreds of millions of times in an instant.
Through the Buddha's light barrier of the Buddha's kingdom, you can see faint black and gold light patterns sweeping by.
However, the power of the Buddha of the Prison of Black Light was so great, mysterious and useless that the light pattern swept over it countless times but could not find the real body of the dust. It was unable to pull Monk Yuanjue out of the darkness and could not learn any information about him.
“It’s this old bald villain.” The Prison-Suppressing Black Light Buddha narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice, “He has a foothold in Buddhism millions of years earlier than my master. The Buddha elders said that my master will definitely break into the realm of Buddha within ten thousand years… and he, my master suspects, has already entered the realm of Buddha, but there is still a lingering connection that has not been cut off, so he cannot be pure and transcendent.”
"My teacher values 'power', while he values 'Dharma'... In the past, we didn't have any conflicts over interests, except for a few arguments at the Dharma assembly."
“But this time, Fahai unified Jishengtian, and the descendants of the Great Brahma Pure World Sect in Jishengtian were wiped out… You are stealing food from the mouth of that old thief. An Iron Shackle Buddha came forward to make things difficult for Fahai. This is the law of cause and effect!”
Monk Yuanjue sighed and threw the winter dates into his mouth, "crunch, crunch".
"This Iron Shackle Buddha is too shameless. A great Buddha is making things difficult for a mere monk from the First Heaven..."
As Monk Yuanjue spoke, his eyes kept falling on his master's face.
"Cause and effect, cause and effect, there is a cause before there is an effect." The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha smiled brightly, "Someone has said that the power of the iron shackles is second to the Prison-Suppressing... This master finds it strange. I have strictly abided by the precepts all my life and have never had any ambiguous relationship with any female donor. How could I have a son? Second to the Prison-Suppressing? Haha!"
"So, I have wanted to weigh him up for a long time. But, I have to save face and can't bring myself to beat him up for no reason!"
"This is a good opportunity that comes to your doorstep."
The Prison-Suppressing Buddha of Black Light smiled brightly .
"Besides the Iron Shackle Buddha, let's see what the old thief Qianshou will do... Hehe, my little disciple came to visit with the Buddha's order that he issued because he owed me a favor, and was bullied on his territory..."
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha smiled even brighter: "You all don't know that Qianshou, the old bald thief, is extremely cunning and shrewd. When outsiders come to him to ask him to forge Buddha tools, he is best at cutting back on materials, reducing the process, and saving his own effort."
"With the Buddha's order coming to visit, he won't be stingy, but if you want him to go all out, forget it."
"Let Fahai suffer a little, and we will knock on his door later. We are in the right and will force this old thief to bring out all his best skills and materials."
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha laughed with a "click, click" sound.
Monk Yuanjue looked very pleased. He took out a big cantaloupe from his master's sleeve, split it into two pieces with one punch, and ate it with the same 'crunch, crunch' sound.
In the main hall of Baoyan Cave.
Lu Yi's whole body was stiff and he could not move. The Black Iron Monk and the Iron Shackle Buddha looked at each other. The space between them was in chaos. In the space of several feet in radius, it seemed that a vast world was brewing and taking shape. As long as enough energy was invested, this world could be opened up out of thin air.
Amidst the lightning and thunder, the laws collided, clashed, and disappeared with each other, and the Buddha power of the Black Iron Monk and the Iron Shackle Buddha was rapidly consumed.
When one reaches the Buddha realm, the Buddha power can be described as 'vast, boundless and inexhaustible'. The total amount of Buddha power accumulated by any Buddha is an astronomical figure that would make other monks despair upon hearing about it!
In Liangyi Heaven, one starts out as an ordinary mortal and cultivates all the way to become an immortal, a bodhisattva, and finally a Buddha. Even the fastest Buddha in history took a full 30 million years!
Thirty million years of Liang Yi Tian...
It is conceivable how much magical power they have accumulated and what a strong foundation they have built through years of hard training!
In comparison, Lu Yu, who had practiced in the lower realm for more than a hundred years and had just been in the upper realm for more than a dozen years, was not even a baby in front of these terrifying Buddhist powers... He was probably still a tadpole that had just taken shape!
The vast foundation of tens of millions of years is enough for the Buddha to squander his magical powers at will.
Only when two Buddhas face off, the Buddha's power as vast as rivers, seas, and lakes will pour out in an instant. The speed of consumption is much faster than the speed of replenishment, which will cause the Buddha to feel a lack of Buddha's power!
It only took Black Iron Monk a few hundred years to break through to the Buddha realm.
His foundation is far inferior to that of the Iron Shackle Buddha.
The two competed for a quarter of an hour, and Black Iron Monk was already sweating profusely. The sweat dripped onto the ground with a tinkling sound. A wisp of residual Buddha's energy attached to the sweat collided with the immortal energy from the outside world, and the crystal clear sweat turned into thumb-sized metal marbles that rolled all over the floor with a tinkling sound.
These metal marbles contain a hint of Monk Black Iron's understanding of the way of 'gold'.
Therefore, the quality of these metal marbles is extremely amazing. If they are handed over to the casting monks in the temples throughout Lingyuan Mountain, they can at least use these metal marbles to cast Buddhist instruments of the thirty-layer grade or above!
To be disrespectful, even a single hair on the Buddha's body, from head to toe, is a treasure. Don't be subjected to the sweat that is forced to be secreted after a fight because of the physical exertion, along with a trace of the Buddha's essence!
In the outside world, these metal lumps formed from sweat are worthy of being called treasures of heaven and earth!
The Iron Buddha showed a trace of cold smile: "Brother Black Iron, you are really good at hiding. The lineage of Baoyan Cave in Lingyuan Mountain has two Buddhas in one sect. It is the only one in the history since the establishment of Liangyitian Buddhism! You are really good!"
"But, you have meddled in my affairs today, and you have incurred a great karma!"
The Iron Buddha glanced at the immobile Lu Yi and said sinisterly, "This kid, I want to cripple one of his hands and one of his eyes. You... can't stop me!"
The void shook, and the Iron Buddha suddenly roared. A terrible force of confinement swept through the hall. The Black Iron Monk groaned, blood gushed out of his seven orifices, and he staggered and trembled as he retreated backwards.
He took a step back, and his aura became weaker.
By the time he retreated to the tenth step, his whole body's energy had been completely restrained by the Iron Shackles Buddha. He could not mobilize even a trace of his magic power. He was just like a mortal who had no magic power at all!
The Iron Buddha smiled and continued to poke Lu Yi's eyes with his fingers.
A long sigh of helplessness came from the depths of the Baoyan Cave in Lingyuan Mountain. "Iron Scabbard, you stupid monk, why did you involve me in this? You bastard, I lost a lot in this deal!"
"Iron Shackle, I will remember this karma with you!"
