Chapter 303: The Illusion is God

The zombie warriors had rushed to the monk and Bastiya, and the hair on the little winged lion who was lying on the monk's shoulders had already exploded. The monk said:

"The Buddha said that in the illusion, all things are gods. If you know that they are illusions, then since you are gods, here we can also say what we have gained."

The Marquis chuckled and said to Huigang:

"These zombies should be far away from us now."

As soon as this inexplicable word was spoken, the extremely intelligent little winged lion immediately stared at the marquis talking with a fool's eyes, but then something even more magical happened. The boundless stone floor did not change, but the zombie warriors who had already rushed to the front suddenly had a very far distance, and the two sides could hardly see each other clearly.

Huigang raised his palm and chanted the Buddha's name slightly. Suddenly, Morton had appeared in front of him, holding a steel staff in his hand, but his eyes were dull. Suddenly, he saw that the monk and the female swordsman were already in front of him. He subconsciously waved the weapons in his hand and was about to attack.

But his whole body seemed to be tightly restricted by an invisible shackle and could not move at all. He was just struggling meaninglessly. The monk looked at his disciples and showed a sad look on his face. Soon this sadness was replaced by anger.

"The soul has dissipated, but it is still here to drive the broken limbs and arms to continue fighting. This kind of thing cannot be tolerated."

The monk slowly raised his left hand and placed it on the top of Morton's head. The face of the zombie with unconscious eyes showed an expression of extreme fear. He struggled desperately to escape, but Huigang's hand was already on his forehead. Almost instantly, golden flames rose from the soles of the zombie's feet.

Morton opened his mouth and his face turned completely distorted in pain, but Huigang had no intention of letting go. He murmured and chanted the scriptures there, and could see the tangible liquid golden light pouring down his arms on Morton's body, and the flames slowly burned.

After the golden flame passed, even the ashes were not left, and it burned to the head. The flames had already flooded Morton's nose. His godless eyes suddenly stopped twitching in pain, but instead became the same as the original pupils, normal state, and the eyes were not painful.

His eyes became very clear, and there was no longer any pain in it. He just stared at the monk in front of him, which contained sadness and some sadness when parting. However, in the end it turned into a free and easy smile. When he blinked at Huigang, the flames immediately swallowed up the entire head.

Everything turned into nothingness. The monk slowly opened his hand, and there was no ashes inside. He looked at the zombie warrior who was still rushing towards this side.

The monk sighed, his hands were put together, and he formed a lotus seal. He murmured the Great Compassion Mantra to save the dead souls. The lotus seal was in the martial arts world of his previous life. It was originally a kind of Tantric hand seal, but later it was adopted by various Buddhist sects to cleanse the mind.

This time Huigang did not avoid Bastiya beside him. The sound of chanting in his mouth was sonorous and powerful. Every chanting burst out from the top of his head, and then slid down along the monk's body. As he slides down, the golden light comes from a small star dot.

It turned into a halo with light, and fell on the ground and quickly expanded toward all directions. The zombies were very fast, but the halos spread faster on the ground. When all zombie warriors came into contact with this, they began to burn instantly.

Stagnantly, wrapped in golden flames, quickly turned into nothingness. Bastiya looked at the scene that appeared there in horror. In a trance, the Marquis felt that someone was there cheering and singing softly there, and there were faint light spots flying towards the void.

The Sword Saint of Ice and Snow knew that this was a fragment of the souls of those warriors. This time he was finally relieved. Time did not take too much time. There was already no one in front of him, leaving only a distant confrontation with Barent on the dome of the temple. After Huigang chanted the spell.

His face was full of anger. He looked up at the somewhat confused priest Barent, who did not do anything. The distance to the temple suddenly became very close. The distance between him had disappeared. Barent looked dull on it, and his current state was like the living zombies just now.

Several voices were spoken mechanically:

"You blasphemous sinners, accept God's punishment."

As soon as he finished speaking, Barent slowly floated into the air. Although it was quite bright in the air, Barent seemed to be surrounded by something, and it was pitch black. However, the monk clearly looked at the inside and was awake, and Barent's limbs were completely opened.

Gradually the black was covered by light. Although the space was bright, Barent in the air seemed like a sun. In the sky without any sun, moon and stars, it looked quite dazzling. While the light was emitted, the bluestone floor was covered with cracks, and hot magma slowly oozing out of the cracks.

The monk and the female swordsman stood there, looking around coldly. The air was about to boil and became hotter and hotter. The little winged lion looked at the scene on the ground, just wanted to fly away quickly, but was locked in by the hidden force on the monk's body, screaming in a hurry.

Huigang said plainly there:

"In this illusion, everyone is God and can control everything."

As soon as he finished speaking, the place around him was about to turn into a magma hell, and suddenly it changed again. It became in front of the Shaolin Temple where Huigang was located, and birds and flowers were singing around him. In front of the Shaolin Gate, there were several monks sweeping the floor there. Bastiya looked at the monk hesitantly and said there:

“Is this where?”

The monk did not give a positive answer, but just respectfully put his palms in one respect, closed his eyes, calmed his mood, but said this:

"There are some advantages of such a illusion, that is, you can see some scenes in my dreams."

On the grass around, there were even small animals like rabbits running over there. The little winged lion's fear just now was wiped out and he was impatient to go down and play. Huigang gently lifted the little winged lion's neck and said there:

"You can also become stronger here."

I don’t know if the little winged lion understood it. After the monk finished speaking, he gently raised his wrist and threw it away. As soon as the little winged lion left Huigang’s palm, his body immediately became bigger, and his wings also looked like this furry, turning into wide white feathered wings.

The body was originally white fluff, but it had turned into golden fur. A very powerful lion mane grew on its head. It roared there, and the surrounding woods seemed to be shaking. The little animals next to it ran away in a hurry. After the little winged lion grew bigger.

I also fluttered up and down a few incredible times, and seemed extremely excited. Suddenly, a sound like thunder came from a distance. I slowly approached and I could tell that it was the sound of a person walking. You can imagine what kind of giant this is getting closer and closer to this place.

Huigang looked unhappy and spoke to Bastiya there:

"There will definitely be no illusory things like giants in this world, but they have appeared, which is really inappropriate."

The Marquis's performance has never been as relaxed as a monk. After hearing this, he spoke solemnly:

"Everything here is based on the real concept. Even if an unreasonable giant comes here, it still has such power."

The monk nodded and suddenly shouted to the little winged lion in the sky:

"You can be bigger, as long as you think you can."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little winged lion's body became extremely large again. It had expanded a hundred times more than just now. It was actually the size of the temple. The Marquis was stunned and then chuckled lightly, with a much relaxed expression. He rarely said to the monk:

"I also want to know exactly the same thing as the Northland where my ancestors were."

After saying that, the surrounding environment suddenly changed. A palace that seemed to be made of ice cubes appeared in front of him. It looked translucent outside. Some servants wearing jade robes walked around the door of the palace, although the surroundings were not covered with ice and snow.

But only the cold zones have plants, and they will never appear in this southern swamp. There was tears in Bastiya's eyes and she murmured:

"Is this my hometown? My hometown should be like this."

Suddenly, the palace built with ice in front of him was suddenly shattered by a huge foot. A giant who could hardly see how tall it was appeared in front of him. The sound in the air seemed to be thundering, and there was a rumbling and low sound:

"You heretics, accept God's punishment."
Chapter completed!