The first cause of all realms

Chapter 1099 Lighting a Lamp for Buddha!

"Damn?"

Pacing around in the void, Yang Jue chewed the words of the old Buddha, his heart moved slightly, and he seemed to have grasped something faintly.

But before the aura in his heart flashed, the old Buddha on the lotus platform flicked his fingers again,
The ancient sword of Zhu Xian, which was clanging, pierced through the void of thousands of miles, and the moment its sound arrived, it pierced through Yang Ju's body!
fast!
Unparalleled speed!

Even though Yang Ju was so focused at this moment, he didn't notice it at all, or in other words, he couldn't resist it at all.

It seems that this sword is destined to penetrate his body.

A sword, can you kill? !
Seeing this scene, whether they were enemies or friends, many bystanders were all trembling.

Lifting the saber to kill the Lion God King, just a moment ago, Yang Yu, with his peerless combat power, had just become the number one emperor near the emperor. His might was so powerful that he seemed to be invincible in the world.

But at this moment, he was pierced by a sword, as if he was about to die like the kind old monk that day!

"how can that be……"

Somewhere in the sea area, Cui Yu and Qian Wangsun were all horrified, even though there were some of them who hated this demon deeply, they had to admit that his cultivation was the best in the world.

If they can't even take a move, what does that mean, how can they not know?
"what?"

On the other hand, the old Buddha raised his eyebrows at the same time as he flicked his sword, as if a little surprised:
"Size as desired?"

laugh!
The light of the double-edged knife pierces through nothingness in an instant, and it seems that there are shadows of stars following it.

In the void, Yang Ju strode forward, and the ancient sword of Zhu Xian pierced through his body, like water falling into the sky, without leaving the slightest trace at all!
"It's interesting."

The old Buddha Zhang Liu nodded slightly.

He can naturally see the extraordinaryness of the person in front of him, at least not comparable to the previous avatar. His aura is harmonious, and his magical powers flow in his heart, and he seems to be on the right track.

but……

"Meaningless."

The old Buddha didn't even move his eyelids, he just flicked his fingers, and it was only one flick, and the sword glow that pierced the sky was completely shattered:
"The magic of supernatural powers never lies in the law, but in the way..."

hum!
At this moment, in the eyes of many onlookers, Yang Jue's long-prepared knife was defeated with just one finger.

But only Yang Qiu, who bears the brunt, can perceive the infinite horror contained in this finger.

With his practice today, he fell into a trance for a moment.

In a trance, he seemed to see endless hype falling and golden lotuses springing up.

I saw a magnificent and extremely sacred temple on an endless and majestic holy mountain, which was as big as the universe of the star sea, and there was no limit to the horizon.

Among them, there are as many monks, Arhats, Vajras, Arhats, Heavenly Beings, and Bodhisattvas as there are stars in the Ganges River.

Surrounded by all the Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and heavenly beings, an immeasurable Buddha sits cross-legged in it, making formulas and performing dharma.

Its sound, its meaning, its scenery, its momentum... are all lifelike!
With the finger of the old Buddha, it seemed that time and space were moved, allowing the past he had experienced to manifest in his mind!

"boom!"

The moment Yang Ju came back to his senses, he felt a sharp pain between his brows. He looked like a boy, and the golden-armored god-man wearing a golden helmet smashed his face with a magic pestle!

Wei Tuotian!
Yang Ju raised his hand and shattered the armored deity, but he saw Zhujialan, Tianren, Arhat, and King Kong in that grand ceremony all turned their heads and glared!

Subduing Dragon, Subduing Tiger, Eight Dragons, Dharma Guardian King Kong, Vigorous Heavenly Armor...

Qi Qi shot!

At this moment, Yang Qiu knew why the old monk Ci was about to collapse that day.

Because this type of ground-touching crouching magic seal has a terrifying power beyond imagination.

The power of gods and Buddhas all over the sky, even for a moment, is an irresistible majestic force!
Rumble!
In the next moment, the sky trembled like a rainbow piercing through the sun, and Yang Yu, who was approaching like a meteor, smashed through the void and fell into the mountains, sending up a large cloud of sand and smoke.

Just one finger and it collapses? !
"Such a beating?!"

While the sound waves reverberated, the surrounding fields were silent, but the smile on the old Buddha's face on the lotus platform had faded a bit.

With his realm of practice and supernatural powers, how could he fail to defeat this later Nine Yao Lord with a single move?
Where is this surprise?

Simply incredible!
And thinking of this person's desire to advance to the eight poles, the old Buddha's eyes darkened, and he finally showed something strange.

"That's all?"

Among the rising smoke and dust, Yang Jue stood with a knife, and the mountains and rivers with a radius of thousands of miles were pierced by him, but he didn't seem to be injured at all, and his momentum even surpassed before.

In the eyes of a crowd of onlookers, it was like a round of scorching sun that had wiped away the haze.

"That's all?"

In the silence of death, Yang Ju raised his head and looked at the lotus platform and Buddha shadow in the sky, but the flames in his eyes became more and more intense.

At this moment, the ritual of manifesting the Holy Spirit had been completely started, and he could even feel the door opening in front of his eyes.

Although this Buddha shadow that has returned from calamities has not surpassed the eight extremes, the oppression it brought to him is several times, ten times that of the Lion God King!
"Rebirth from a drop of blood, big and small, three-pointed and two-edged sword, seamless between two worlds, divine movement, open to the secluded, lift the sky and shake the earth, melt soldiers and refine the body, store the small hole in the sky, and, eighty-nine profound arts?"

"Extreme Kuixing, Extreme Big Dipper, Great Demonstration..."

The old Buddha Zhangliu had a delicate expression, he didn't even make another move, he just carefully looked at the young man in front of him,

Then suddenly asked:
"Do you know that what you have learned and gained in this body, even at the peak of the Nine Tribulations, can only be compared with a few people in a generation?"

"so what?"

Flicking his sleeves to suppress the smoke and dust from the sky, Yang Jue looked at each other coldly, and in his heart, the supernatural power of knowing the future trembled violently.

The scarlet and terrifying words kept flickering, heralding that a great doom was just around the corner.

This old Buddha is more frightening than Nazhaguvara, and his understanding of supernatural powers has reached an incredible level.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that the latter has never used magical powers at all...

"Since all the kalpas, I have cultivated myself, and I have never benefited future generations from gods and Buddhas for no reason..."

The old Buddha seemed to be feeling a little bit emotional, and also had some inexplicable jokes and pity:

"You have obtained so many benefits, what do you have to pay back?"

laugh!
The old Buddha still seemed to want to say something, but Yang Ju had already moved with his long saber again, across the sky and up.

What the old Buddha said, he has heard it countless times in the past thousand years, and it is annoying to hear it now.

During the stride, another slash was made.

The same knife is cut out, but there are subtle changes from before. Its will is inside, and it seems to have evolved various scenes and meanings.

"The moment you fight, you will have comprehension? Such comprehension, even if it is not good enough, it is still a high-end house, and they are willing to..."

If he didn't answer, the old Buddha was not annoyed, he just shook his head and sighed, then folded his palms together, and lightly recited a Buddha's mantra:
"Poor monk, light the lamp!"

hum!
The old Buddha clasped his hands together, and his voice burst out with immeasurable brilliance, piercing through nothingness and reaching the sea of ​​law.
It seems to touch the very depths, the long river of time and space in the dark:
"For Buddha, light a lamp!"

　Good night everyone...I am stumbling and writing very slowly.

　
(End of this chapter)