Chapter 692 Heavenly Weapon (3)
Temple.
High platform.
Lu Yi sat about ten feet away from Monk Yuanjue, looking at the two busy Buddhas with a look of shock!
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha was busy taking apart the corpses of the demons and evil spirits that could be 'touched', 'moved' and 'disassembled' bit by bit. He carefully took out the remains that contained the extremely powerful Dao rhyme piece by piece according to the instructions of the Treasure Flame Thousand-Handed Buddha.
These powerful monsters and evil spirits are all Buddha-level beings, and among the Buddha-level beings, they are all the top masters.
Just as mentioned before, the Nine Barbarian King severely injured the Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha with just three punches...
What a terrifying and unparalleled power this is?
Their understanding and mastery of the Dao has exceeded what Lu Yi could have imagined. Their bodies and every hair of theirs are basically composed of more than 90% Dao rhyme and energy, with a small amount of flesh and blood, formed in an incredible way.
Every strand of their hair, if placed in the outside world, can become a truly immortal weapon with terrifying power.
Their bones, their tendons, their wings, the flesh and skin of certain special parts of their bodies, etc., cannot be regarded as "ordinary flesh and blood corpses", but rather as pieces of top-level "rare treasures of heaven and earth".
Such a powerful being, his body is enough to forge a Buddha-level treasure.
There were four corpses of powerful men that the Prison-Suppressing Black Light Buddha was going to dismantle.
The other corpses were unable to be dismantled by the Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha because of the Nine Barbarian King's behavior. Otherwise, Lu Yi suspected that the Precious Flame Thousand-Handed Buddha would not hesitate to integrate all the demons and evil spirits here into the Buddha treasure that belonged to him.
Just these four powerful skeletons are so invaluable that they cannot be described as 'priceless'.
But looking at what the Thousand-Handed Buddha of Precious Flame was doing, every hair on Lu Yi's body was trembling - the Thousand-Handed Buddha of Precious Flame still had to repay this favor, and it was beyond his imagination, making Lu Yi inexplicably terrified!
There were only twelve vortices of light left on the dome!
In front of the Thousand-Armed Buddha of Treasure Flame, the six vortices of light had already touched each other. Under the control of the Thousand-Armed Buddha of Treasure Flame, the six vortices of light were being merged into one, strand by strand, with extreme caution!
Six vortices of light.
After the great world where the six groups went to the lower world for cultivation was annihilated, the remaining 'world relics' were fused together and used as the main material to cast Lu Yi's 'customized version' of the 'Fantian Seal'!
this……
Lu Yi was in a state of panic. How could he repay such a favor by giving him these six 'world relics'?
Of course, there was the favor of the Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha and his face in it, but one world relic was enough to repay everything. The Thousand-Handed Buddha of Precious Flame smashed six of them, and his sacrifice was too great, which made Lu Yi sweat inexplicably.
Just when Lu Yi was filled with fear and covered in cold sweat, the voice of Monk Yuanjue sounded softly in his ears.
"What are you afraid of?"
"This favor is not just for you."
"His Baoyan lineage now has two Buddhas, which is certainly amazing. But for my Zhenyu lineage, as long as you don't die, the future pattern will be one Buddha master and four Buddhas!"
Lu Yi blinked and looked at Monk Yuanjue, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with Buddha's light surrounding his body.
Four Buddhas? How can there be four?
"Why are you so stupid? I am close to the Buddha realm, and I can already enter it. You have got the opportunity of the temple, and you will definitely achieve success in the future. In addition to you and me, my two senior brothers, Yuan Ding and Yuan Shan, are slightly inferior to me in magical powers and fighting power, but their understanding of Buddhism and cultivation of Taoism are better than mine."
"Among the three great Buddha lineages under Master, I have the weakest foundation, so I was pushed out to compete for the position of the Ten-Direction Great Bodhisattva... Your two uncles, on the other hand, practiced hard, waiting to make a big splash in the future."
"Therefore, in the future, if you don't die, there will be four Buddhas in my lineage of Zhenyu."
Behind Monk Yuanjue, the green lion statue shook its huge body and yawned lazily at Lu Yi.
"In this way, if the Hell-Suppressing and Precious Flames merge, there will be one Lord Buddha, six Buddhas... Such a grand scene, this investment is worth it." Monk Yuanjue's whole body was shining with Buddha's light, and his voice became like a morning bell, which made Lu Yi's mind buzz: "When the great situation is achieved, what we can control will be more than just this tiny amount."
Lu Fei suddenly realized.
All the fear in his heart completely dissipated, and a bright light shone in his mind. He felt that his state of mind had improved to a higher level, and his thoughts became extremely clear and flexible.
Monk Yuanjue's words deepened his understanding of the Liangyi Heaven, the operating rules of Buddhism, and the "true face" of this world.
The current investment of Baoyan Thousand-Handed Buddha seems to be a big deal, but it is actually an investment!
He invested these extremely precious resources in Lu Yi, just like two chambers of commerce that were originally doing their own business will be merged into one in the future. All the investment at this moment will become the "original shares" of the giant chamber !
The more you invest today, the more say the Thousand-Handed Buddha of Precious Flame will have in the future!
The great Buddhist masters who seem to be detached from the world and high above... are actually all tycoons and businessmen, each more shrewd and slippery than the other!
Lu Yi was in a very calm mood. He even stood up and walked around the platform in circles.
He even went close to the three celestial skeletons, carefully examining their appearances, and took a closer look at their clothes and a few scattered ornaments that were still emitting terrifying vibrations.
Finally, he squatted beside the huge corpse of the Nine Barbarian King, squinting his eyes and looking at the small axe embedded in the Nine Barbarian King's forehead.
As if formed by countless starlight, the nearly transparent little axe shone with strange light.
Lu Yi stared at him carefully.
The strange light shining from the small axe gradually developed a certain pattern. In the flickering light, Lu Yi's soul, which had already merged with the soul of the Three-Eyed God-Man Picture, also began to flicker along with it.
In the deepest part of Lu Yi's eyes, a hazy light flickered, echoing the small axe. Gradually, the light in the deepest part of his eyes, both in color and frequency, perfectly matched the flash on the small axe.
Lu Yi's soul was shaken, and a secret spell consisting of forty-nine strange pronunciations quietly emerged in his mind.
Then, forty-nine hand seals and forty-nine water-jar-sized strange spells formed by countless starlight appeared. The lines of the spells were extremely simple and simple, with an ancient and primitive aura. They formed a perfect circle, slowly rotating around Lu Yi's soul.
As these spells emerged, the small axe glowed faintly and wisps of extremely fine starlight floated down from the dome.
This high platform is filled with countless starlight.
These tiny strands of twinkling starlight are completely inconspicuous on this high platform.
Even the two busy Buddhas did not notice the unusual movement of the starlight... or rather, they did not have the ability or qualifications to discover this miraculous movement.
Starlight is attached to the hatchet.
The small axe disappeared out of thin air and appeared directly in Lu Yi's mind.
And those rays of starlight gathered on the wound between the eyebrows of the Nine Barbarian King, and re-formed into a small axe that was exactly the same as before.
The light is still flowing, the starlight is still there, and it still exudes a creepy, untouchable aura.
Lu Yi's whole body suddenly tensed up, and then he quickly forced himself to return to normal.
He stood up and moved closer to the Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha, "admiring" him as he tore the body of a barbarian king apart bit by bit, and took out a crystal the size of a water tank, shining with dazzling lightning, from his heart.
No one knew how powerful this Barbarian King was when he was alive. Even with the strength of the Prison-Suppressing Black Light Buddha, it was still extremely difficult for him to tear the corpse apart. Lu Yi saw a few drops of sweat oozing out of the forehead of the Prison-Suppressing Black Light Buddha.
It’s really... unbelievable.
Lu Yi looked back at the corpse of the Nine Barbarian King.
Unless the Thousand-Handed Buddha of Treasure Flame is brave enough to reach out and touch the small axe one day, he will definitely not be able to discover that this small axe is just a facade and the real thing has been inexplicably taken away by Lu Yi.
In Lu Yi's mind, forty-nine spells were spinning rapidly, like crazy bees and butterflies, constantly flying around the small axe and flying in and out.
Every time these spells entered and exited the small axe, a corresponding secret spell sounded in Lu Yi's mind.
A little bit of his spiritual power was absorbed by the small axe.
A subtle connection gradually developed between him and the small axe.
The small axe also followed the frequency of the secret spell and vibrated extremely slightly once, emitting an almost undetectable vibration ripple that swept across Lu Yi's body.
Lu Fu's body and Buddha's power were tempered accordingly.
Under the cover of his flesh and blood, and under the concealment of the Taichu Huntong Pearl, Lu Yi had already completely turned into light golden bones. Every time he was tempered by this small axe, a flash of golden light would appear, and the color would deepen just a little bit!
The "Taishang Jinque Zhenyu Fumo Hunyuan Yiqi Sutra" that Lu Yi had previously deduced from the three-eyed god picture also turned into countless golden characters flying in the sky. With the repeated vibration and tempering of the small axe, the "Yiqi Sutra" also began to change more unpredictably. With every breath, several golden characters disappeared, and more golden characters emerged, constantly adding to this gradually becoming inhuman martial arts method.
Lu Yu pretended that everything was normal. He walked slowly to Monk Yuanjue and sat down cross-legged.
He took a deep breath, and his essence, energy, and spirit, everything in his body began to converge rapidly. He was like an old zombie that had been frozen for ten thousand years. His whole body became lifeless, and no vitality leaked out.
Everything he has is dedicated to clinging to the little spark of light in his soul.
Refining the small axe.
Temper your whole body.
Deducing the skills.
On the dome, the starlight rolled down and continuously sank into the bodies of him and the monk Yuanjue beside him.
Outside the dome, through the huge French windows, one could see huge and strange creatures roaming in the chaos. They roared, chased, and fought each other. From time to time, creatures were killed, torn apart, and exploded into countless chaotic light rains.
When every chaotic giant fell, strange patterns appeared.
This temple released an irresistible suction force, plundering and absorbing all these Dao patterns, turning them into strands of starlight, filling the entire temple...
Time is like water, passing quietly.
In a blink of an eye, nine years have passed!
