Acting for the gods

Chapter 501 Sword Slash Tathagata
Facing Jiang Fan's thunderous blow, the Golden Buddha clasped his hands together, and a dazzling golden demonic light shot out.

However, under one blow, the golden demon light would collapse at the touch of a button.

Taiyi whipped the dust on the Golden Buddha, under the powerful force, the Golden Buddha's dharma body was instantly covered with cracks, flew towards the rear, smashed into the hall and hovered in mid-air.

The people outside were shocked when they saw the golden Buddha appearing in the world.

"It's the Buddha!"

"Buddha blesses you!!"

Ordinary people can't see, it's hard to tell the truth from the fake, and they are easily confused by appearances. They think it's the real Buddha coming, and they kneel down and kowtow one by one.

"No, why is there a crack on the Buddha's golden body?"

"What happened?"

When everyone was puzzled, Jiang Fan flew out of the hall, hovered in the air, and looked at the golden Buddha that was dripping with gold paint.

"Monster, don't show your original shape quickly."

The body of the golden Buddha was covered with cracks, the golden paint kept falling off, and the evil spirit became stronger and stronger. At this point, Pudu Cihang also knew that he couldn't hide it, so he said coldly: "The world likes to worship idols, why do you fight against the world? "

"It is precisely because of the blind worship of the mortal eyes of the world that you, an evil animal, sneak in. With my Fahai here, I will never let you be a waste of life."

Jiang Fan looked at the Golden Buddha in mid-air, and was not confused by the other party's appearance at all. His voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, shocking people's hearts.

If it is another practitioner, even if he knows that the Buddha in front of him is a fake, he will feel awe in his heart.

Once a sense of fear arises and one's supernatural powers are used, it is estimated that only [-]% of the ten successes can be used.

It is precisely because of this that Pudu Cihang has worked so hard to create this Tathagata fake body with supreme demon power.

But unfortunately, this trick did not have much effect on Jiang Fan.

He is a time traveler and has no awe of the Buddha.

If there is a Tathagata in the heart, it is the Tathagata.

Jiang Fan has the cultivation level and state of mind of Fahai, Buddha and I are one, I am the Buddha, and the Buddha is me.

Not to mention a false Buddha, even if it is a real Tathagata who does evil, he will kill it the same way!
"If you don't follow my instructions, there is only a dead end!"

From between the eyebrows of the giant golden Buddha transformed by Pudu Cihang, a golden light shot out towards Jiang Fan.

"This kind of magic is still stubborn, Dawei Tianlong, Shizun Jizo, Da Luo's mantra, Prajna Baba!"

Jiang Fan put away Tianqing's Zen staff and formed a seal with one hand, and the dust of Taiyi's whisk stood upright, like a long sword slashing above the golden light.

At the same time that the golden light was broken, the dust thread extending hundreds of meters slashed fiercely on the golden Tathagata.

Just hearing a "click", the golden Buddha split in two, and the golden blood, like raindrops, dripped down on the streets and houses.

"Buddha... was killed?!"

"Gudu! This monk is too cruel!"

"That's not a Buddha at all, it's a fake Buddha transformed by evildoers."

"The master is really powerful and has boundless mana!"

The demon turns into a Buddha, and the monk beheads the Tathagata.

The people in Chang'an City had never seen such a magnificent scene, everyone was stunned, and many people were drenched in blood.

The few practitioners standing outside the palace escorting him all looked at the young "divine monk" dressed in white clothes like snow in awe.

As practitioners, they understand better than ordinary people what it means to dare to wave a sword to the Buddha.

Especially when the other party is still a Buddhist disciple.

Even if it is the false body of the Tathagata, it has a natural oppressive force on Buddhist practitioners.

Ordinary Buddhists are in awe of the Tathagata in their hearts, so even if they know it is false, they will be powerless.

But the monk who called himself "Fahai" had no burden to chop up the Tathagata. Doesn't it mean that he has no Buddha in his heart?

Such a detached state of mind cultivation is beyond their reach.

At this moment, the false body was broken, Pudu Cihang revealed his real body, and the boundless and terrifying evil spirit completely burst out.

The people below only saw that after the golden Buddha was cut to pieces by Jiang Fan, within a few words, the ground suddenly shook, cracks appeared on the ground, the streets began to be uneven, and countless houses collapsed, just like an earthquake.

"No, that evildoer got into the ground!"

"Take Your Majesty away quickly."

A practitioner shouted.

Standing in midair, Jiang Fan scanned the ground with his see-through eyes, pierced through the strata, and saw a huge centipede moving quickly underground.

If left alone, it is estimated that the casualties will be extremely heavy.

Without hesitation, Jiang Fan flew head down, waved the Taiyi whisk in his hand, and the white whisk instantly extended, piercing through the stratum of more than ten meters, wrapping around the centipede's body several times.

"Ascension!"

The whisk tied the upper half of the centipede's body, and when the whisk was stretched straight, Jiang Fan stabilized his body and used his mountain-moving strength to lift the centipede out of the ground.

"Boom!"

When the giant monster was unearthed, the earth was shocked.

Under the night sky, among the fireworks blooming, Jiang Fan, dressed in white, flew into the sky, dragging a huge centipede with thousands of feet into the sky with a whisk extending hundreds of meters in his hand.

At this time, the panicked people in Chang'an City saw the true face of Pudu Cihang clearly.

It was a huge centipede, its body was as long as several streets, its whole body was covered with a black carapace, covered with sharp thorns, its mouthparts were extremely hideous, like a demon crawling out of purgatory.

Even the cultivators in the palace couldn't help shivering at this moment.

They never imagined that the dignified national teacher turned out to be a centipede spirit.

Thinking of sitting and discussing the Tao with Pudu Cihang, talking and laughing happily, I can't help but feel chills down my back.

What they were talking about was the Tao, and what the other party was thinking was when they would have eaten them!

Li Longji's face was pale.

Pudu Cihang is his personal teacher, but he is actually a monster.

He also lived with this monster for a long time, and he felt a little unacceptable!

"Do you think you can kill me like this? If I ruin my good deeds, I will start killing. As long as I swallow this city full of blood, I can still transform into a dragon and ascend to heaven."

The huge centipede hovered over Chang'an City, and between changes, it broke free from the shackles of Taiyi's whisk. Very vicious.

The moment the words came out, Pudu Cihang opened his bloody mouth and rushed towards the crowd below.

Among other things, with Pudu Cihang's current body shape, once it hits the ground, it would be nothing short of a disaster for ordinary people.

"Walking against the sky, leading to a dead end, and still want to transform into a dragon? I'll take you, cassock!"

Jiang Fan worked out a formula, and the holy clothes and cassocks on his body were good at facing the wind, covering dozens of blocks in an instant.

On the cassock, the Buddha's light was shining brightly, like a solid city wall, resisting the impact of Purdue Cihang.

"Princess Prajna is empty!"

"Princess Prajna is empty!"

Jiang Fan chanted the scriptures, and the holy clothes and cassocks were still expanding, with a power to subdue demons, which made Pudu Cihang feel greatly suppressed.

Knowing that the monks in front of him were no match, Pudu Cihang immediately turned around and wanted to fly away.

"Thought about my cassock, it's not that easy, Prajna, Makong!"

Jiang Fan's upper body was bare, revealing the majestic dragon tattoo on his body. He was full of social atmosphere. While flying on the cassock, he chanted mantras and controlled the four sides of the cassock to buckle upside down. The surging mana began to shrink like a net of heaven and earth.

At this moment, Pudu Cihang was like a frightened bird, looking at the rolled-up cassock, he immediately flew towards the sky.

"Majestic Heavenly Dragon, World Honored One Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Ba Ma Kong! The flying dragon is in the sky! Go!"

(End of this chapter)