Chapter 242 falls short(1/2)
boom
The earth cracked and the mountains collapsed, the yellow dragon soul roared, shaking thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, the ground collapsed, and cracks spread straight down from the top of the mountain.
"Old guy, I want to use my Huanglong's life to gain all your Mahayana merits. I'm just daydreaming."
The golden light bars, one after another, gradually dimmed under the impact of the yellow dragon soul. The blood evil turbidity eroded and penetrated into the depths of the mountains. Then the yellow dragon took advantage of the opportunity to hit, and was hit from both inside and outside. The Buddha nature bar gradually collapsed.
groan
groan
groan
The dragon roared for nine days, and for a moment the wind and clouds rolled. The color of the heaven and earth changed in shock. The majestic dragon's power pressed down heavily, and the pressure was almost as real, making people's hearts sink.
This is only a part of the cultivation of a true dragon's dragon soul, not its peak power. But it is only a part of its cultivation, and it is not comparable to ordinary creatures. It is almost like a resident immortal.
The intimidation of a resident immortal is not at the same level as that of an earthly immortal.
"Hahaha"
You Gu looked from afar, and the yellow dragon in the sky roared, with a look of ecstasy on his face.
"Great things have come true, great things have come true"
The black mist rolled and rolled, and thousands of ghosts screamed and wailed. The ghost bones stood on the cliff, stretched out their arms, and roared wildly.
"Old monk, if your Buddhahood is lacking, I will see how you can attain enlightenment. If the Buddhahood of a Tathagata is destroyed, I will surely be able to reincarnate myself in the path of the devil, and hope to achieve the state of supreme perfection of the gods and demons."
"Hahaha"
Yougu laughed wildly, and the black mist seemed to be boiling, entangled in the evolution phenomenon.
The dragon soul of the yellow dragon transformed into a middle-aged man, dressed in a luxurious dragon robe, embroidered with the image of a five-clawed yellow dragon. He was so majestic that no one dared to look directly at him.
"snort"
Huang Long snorted coldly, looked at Yougu who was pretending to be crazy, and said, "You will help me break the ban and be born. I will definitely repay this favor."
"It's just that the body you promised me, why haven't you fulfilled it? The loss of the soul is not small. Why don't you just let me wander around the world with my soul?"
Huanglong's physical body has evolved into Yunlong Mountain. As the saying goes, it is difficult to recover after flooding. Huanglong now only has one dragon soul. Although there is still some mana left, it cannot be compared with when it was at its peak. It is quite impressive to have one or two layers of mana beside it.
Just a fluke.
The Taoist Master Yougu smiled solemnly and said, "Long Bo, calm down. Huang Long's true body is indestructible for a hundred calamities. We can't think about it, but we can find a physical treasure raft and be driven by Long Bo for the time being. It's still no problem."
With the ruthless thoughts of people in the devil's path, just one or two physical treasure rafts are really a trivial matter.
If you have to consider taking away the bones, age, and body of the body, Taoist Yougu can easily come up with one or two thousand spare meat shells.
Huang Long whispered, "I hope so."
Although seizing the human body is not the best method. But in the current situation, Huang Long has no other option.
We can only take it one step at a time. If we can restore the dragon body, our true body is the best. Even if we cannot restore our true body, we can still maintain the category of top gods.
Huang Long's eyes grew colder and he said calmly, "When I regain my supernatural powers, that's when Yunlong Mountain will return to its original state."
"Junior, I would like to congratulate Long Bo in advance on his comeback."
Yougu's cold and faint laughter echoed in the mountains.
Bloody thunder was densely packed in the sky above the Stone Buddha Temple, and a series of chilling and cruel thunder struck the monks' houses in the temples. The bricks and tiles of the monks' houses flew away, and the roofs shook uncontrollably and were about to collapse.
The skinny old monk sat cross-legged in the forest of the stupa, pinching the rosary beads one after another. The sound of Zen chanting and chanting of the Buddha echoed around his body, and the golden light of the Buddha lingered around him.
The shabby monk's robe was transformed into a golden monk's robe by the Buddha's light and nature. A round of Buddha's light hung high on the back of his head, and the seven-color precious light was brilliant, just like the Supreme Tathagata from the West came to the world and illuminated this relic pagoda forest.
It is as pure as if it were made of pure gold.
collapse
Suddenly, a string of rosary beads in the old monk's hand suddenly burst apart, and individual rosary beads scattered on the ground.
Thunder surged between heaven and earth, and blood-red lightning struck the top of a stupa next to the old monk.
"puff"
A mouthful of golden blood suddenly spurted out. The old monk's face was like gold paper, and his expression was filled with shock and anger. Half of the so-called Buddha's mind and Zen state suddenly collapsed. The Buddha's light and nature were as bright as a candle in the wind, and seemed to be extinguished in the next moment.
The ban on the Yellow Dragon Soul had been in harmony with the old monk for thousands of years. Now that it was destroyed, the old monk also suffered heavy losses.
The old monk was shocked and angry, "How is it possible that this evil dragon was allowed to escape?"
"who"
"who is it"
With only the last chance left, the old monk will be able to complete his merits and deeds, completely refine the Huanglong Dragon Soul, fulfill the great wish he made in the past, and realize the Tathagata Golden Body Mahayana Buddhahood.
The old monk muttered to himself, "Three thousand and six hundred years of hard work are all gone in one day, all in one day."
boom
Terrifying and astonishing energy erupted in the old monk's body. Under this powerful energy, each relic stupa collapsed one after another, with cracks crisscrossing the area.
The three-headed and eight-armed golden bodies of Arhats shrouded the entire Stone Buddha Temple with their terrifying pressure.
"The merits of the ten directions are indispensable. Anyone who prevents me from becoming a Taoist will be killed."
The old monk has been sitting there for three thousand six hundred years just for a chance of enlightenment.
Now that the Huanglong Soul is out of trouble, this slim chance of enlightenment has become bleak and hopeless, and the merits and virtues of the ten directions will no longer be perfect. How can this old monk be willing to do so?
Sitting idle for thousands of years has turned into a joke. Even the old monk's withered and lonely heart cannot bear such ups and downs.
"Uncle,"
Monk Xinming felt the old monk's earth-shattering energy, and his face showed shock.
Compared with the golden body of the old monk Arahant, the golden body of monk Xinming, and even the golden body of the Vajra warrior evolved from the Arhat's demon subduing formation, are like sand and dust, almost ready to collapse and shatter immediately.
An old monk wearing a golden cassock walked out of the Tallinn step by step. His cold eyes showed no trace of peace. On his stern face, his long white eyebrows flickered gently.
"Uncle,"
Monk Xinming remained silent, looking at the old monk with a cold and deep face.
The old monk stroked his golden cassock, with a faint golden light, and said softly, "The evil dragon has escaped, thousands of years of hard work have been wiped out, and I have disobeyed the master's instructions."
"Sin, sin"
Monk Xinming felt cold and gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle, these practitioners are causing trouble. They not only polluted the pure Buddha land in Yunlong Mountain, but also disturbed our sight and gave the evil dragon a chance to escape."
The old monk's face was expressionless, but he frowned, showing that he was not relieved.
Looking at the several tied Dongzhenzhenzhen, Monk Xinming showed a stern look on his face, clasped his palms together and said, "These cultivators are all the root of disaster. It is impossible to guarantee that some of them will not be deceived by the evil dragon and cooperate with the evil dragon inside and outside."
.Disciple is willing to violate the precept of killing and eliminate these causes of disaster one by one."
"I am willing to bear all sins alone. Even if I fall into Avici Hell, I will have no regrets either physically or mentally."
The old monk's cold eyes stared at the determined monk Xinming for a long time, and he said slowly, "You don't have to do this, it's not your fault."
"When the evil dragon is born, if there are any more sins, you should share in them."
He looked at several caves and said coldly.
Huang Long's half-step immortal cultivation level, even if only a few points are left, is not comparable to that of ordinary gods. It can be said to be a real disaster. Once cholera attacks, even big forces like Buddhism will suffer heavy losses.
""
Hearing this, the expressions of several cave gods changed. Although they wanted to speak, the old monk's magical power distorted Zhou Za's aura, and the strong oppression almost made them suffocate. Their brains went blank, and they were unable to refute the old monk at all.
"Senior brother,"
A female nun in white clothes has a peerless appearance, holding seven treasures floating in the dust, and stepping on a third-grade white lotus, slowly coming, and the faint fragrance of lotus surrounds the stone Buddhist temple.
"You came,"
The old monk frowned slightly and suppressed his anger.
The female nun in white said, "Senior brother, I haven't seen him for a thousand years, but he is so old."
Although the two came from the same gate and the monastery was very close to each other, they were each guarding the forbidden area and had little contact with each other for thousands of years.
Now that the ban has been broken, the nuns in white have no choice but to leave the nunnery.
The female nun in white said, "Senior brother, this yellow dragon soul has escaped from the ban and has made us sit in vain for three thousand years. How should we explain to our master?"
The old monk said indifferently, "What do you mean?"
The female nun in white resolutely said, "The most urgent task is not to punish these juniors of the Taoist sect, but to try our best to suppress Huanglong. Otherwise, the Yunlong mountain will collapse and Huanglong will escape into the water of the Yellow River, causing trouble and causing cholera. One or two of his evil powers will be enough to make our gold better."
The body is shattered, the true spirit is degraded and will never recover, and it is a state of endless hell."
"This evil dragon must be closed down, sooner rather than later, and we can make up for it as much as we can."
No one knows the origin of Huanglong more clearly than these two people.
That is a powerful true dragon that is qualified to compete for the position of Yellow River Dragon Uncle. It is one of the few top dragon kings in the true dragon lineage in the world.
The two major water veins of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River can be said to be the source of water veins in the world, and they are like immortals, gods, and Buddhas.
To be continued...