Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 165 The golden body of Buddhism, the immortal way is ruthless!
Li Daoxuan's heart was bleeding, the Three Realms Gourd was of great help to him, how could it be snatched away?

But now he has no better way for the time being. He can only say that his skills are not as good as others, and his realm of Taoism is still too low.

If he can also have the Yangshen cultivation base, how can he be robbed of the magic weapon?
With a thought, the gourd of the three realms is as heavy as the five mountains, so that no one else can lift it, so why take it away?

This made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness. Although the magic weapon is good, supernatural powers are also rare, but if one's own cultivation level is not enough, he still cannot exert its power.

Looking at Pan Dan's back, Li Daoxuan touched the green rope on his wrist. It was the change of the green silk of the Empress in Tsing Yi. As long as she instilled mana, she could summon a clone of the Empress.

He has made up his mind, no matter what, he must not lose the Three Realms gourd!
But just when he was about to use the hole card bestowed by his empress, a Sanskrit sound suddenly came from the sky.

Li Daoxuan was stunned, and then saw a figure walking in the void, wearing a tattered cassock, with a round belly, which looked a bit funny.

He clasped his hands together, recited Buddhist scriptures, and stood in the void, blocking Pan Dan's face.

"Amitabha, please stay behind."

Li Daoxuan's eyes brightened, and he said with a smile: "It's Master Sanle!"

Niangniang once said that she would notify Master Sanle, and now it seems that Master Sanle is willing to make a move!

Zhang Qianyang also saw his old friend, and said with a smile: "Old monk, you are finally here. I haven't seen you for more than ten years. I'm getting old, but you still look the same!"

Master Sanle said cheerfully: "Eat well, sleep more, think less, naturally have a broad mind and fat body, and look not old."

Pan Dan stared at the fat monk, a little unsure of his depth.

"Fat monk, what magical powers do you have, how dare you block my way?"

Master San Le counted his fingers a little ashamedly, and said: "Tianyantong, Tianeartong, Other Hearts, Fate, Shenzutong, Leujintong..."

Pan Dan's heart tightened, these are the six supernatural powers of Buddhism, if they can cultivate all of them, they are eminent monks and great virtues.

Master Sanle chuckled, patted his stomach and said: "Don't be nervous, the benefactor, these poor monks don't know it, only this little fat can keep out hunger and cold."

"Fat monk, are you kidding me?"

Pan Dan was furious, and he swelled the poisonous gas all over his body, like a poisonous dragon, he attacked Master Sanle.

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying poisonous mist completely enveloped Master Sanle.

Li Daoxuan couldn't help shouting: "Master, be careful, that poisonous fog is very powerful!"

These poisonous fogs are very terrifying. They can contaminate magic weapons, injure people's lives, and even cut off his connection with the gourd of the three realms. It can be called a very powerful supernatural power.

But at the next moment, a golden light lit up in the poison, like the rising sun, dispelling the darkness, full of sacred meaning, accompanied by faint Sanskrit sounds, just like arhats chanting sutras, and Bodhisattvas singing Sanskrit.

Thousands of golden lights burst out from Master Sanle's body, piercing the poisonous mist and purifying the void, full of immortality.

At this moment, his precious appearance is solemn, and as soon as he steps, a golden lotus blooms in the void, with a meaningful Zen, just like a true Buddha.

"Buddhist golden body!"

Pan Dan's pupils froze. He didn't expect that the fat monk in front of him had cultivated the most difficult golden body supernatural power in Buddhism!
Moreover, the opponent's golden body was by no means an ordinary golden body, which gave him an indescribable sense of oppression.

Without any hesitation, Pan Dan turned around and fled. His evasion technique was also very powerful. He turned into countless flying snakes with wings and fled in all directions.

However, Master San Le's eyes were full of golden light, and he saw his real body at a glance.

Master San Le looked down at Li Daoxuan, and said with a smile: "Your gourd, the poor monk will help you get it back, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, he turned into a golden light and chased after Pan Dan's real body.

……

Li Daoxuan was relieved, Master San Le seemed to be more powerful than he imagined, and Pan Dan should also have Yangshen cultivation, but facing Master San Le, who was cultivated into a golden body, he didn't even hit him, and just ran away.

Buddhist golden body...

Li Daoxuan is a little envious, the golden body supernatural power is a bit handsome, and I don't know if his "Book of Demon Swinging Heaven" can reward Buddhist supernatural powers?
At present, it seems that the rewards are all Taoist spells.

If he can reward the Buddhist golden body, how powerful will he be when he uses the golden body to cast the law, heaven and earth?

The combination of Buddhist and Taoist physical and supernatural powers is exciting to think about.

Whoa!

The sound of running water interrupted Li Daoxuan's thoughts. He looked down and found that the water level of the West River was still rising.

Pan Dan has Master Sanle to deal with it, but the dragon in the river is still a thorny problem.

Now that there is no gourd of the three realms, how can this dragon be restrained?

Li Daoxuan frowned, but couldn't think of any good ideas.

The water level continued to rise, and everyone's shoes were already wet. Everyone knew that if they didn't take any action, the ancient dragon-slaying formation with swords and dragons that had been built with great difficulty would be destroyed by Jiaolong.

Li Daoxuan hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but said: "Master... If there is really no other way, why not... just let it go."

Zhang Qianyang looked at him with some surprise.

Xu Qingxuan snorted coldly, but did not speak.

Li Daoxuan persuaded: "Master, when the sky falls, there will always be a tall man to support it. Even if the dragon passes through the mouth of the West River, it will also pass through the Ganjiang River and the Yangtze River. During this time, won't those Yangshen monks take action to stop it?"

In his opinion, rather than risking their lives to fight with Jiaolong, master and apprentice, it is better to let Jiaolong go there, and wait for other Yang Gods to make a move.

At most, they would contact the government and evacuate the people on both sides of the Ganjiang River as soon as possible, so as not to lose their lives.

The cultivators in Bigu and Yin God Realm are desperate for everything, so are those powerful Yang God Realm monks living for nothing?
Hearing what his apprentice said, Zhang Qianyang showed a wry smile.

He let out a long sigh and said: "Disciple, you are too naive. If you let this dragon pass by, there is a [-]% chance that no Yangshen cultivator will make a move."

Li Daoxuan was startled, puzzled and said: "Master, why?"

Zhang Qianyang asked him a question.

"Teacher, if you practice hard for hundreds of years and finally become a Yang God, what is the most important thing to you?"

Li Daoxuan seemed to understand something, and said: "It's Chengxian."

"That's right. The longer a person lives, the more afraid of death they will be. The stronger the power they have, the more afraid they will lose. Most of the sun gods in the world are retreating in an attempt to become immortals. At most, they should take care of their master's inheritance."

After a pause, Zhang Qianyang sneered and said, "Let them take the risk of serious injury or even death to fight a dragon for the sake of these ordinary people? It's not like there are no sun gods like this, but there are too few of them."

Li Daoxuan suddenly realized that he had made a mistake.

Perhaps due to the influence of his previous life, he always felt that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. As a strong Yang God, he should maintain the stability of the world and kill demons.

But he forgot that the higher the magic power of a monk, the stronger his morality, the greater the gap with ordinary people. Immortals and humans are two completely different creatures.

Perhaps in the eyes of immortals, humans are nothing but creatures covered with mites and pores.

Those sun gods are so powerful, they only want to pursue a higher realm and power, if it is not necessary, how can they easily fight a dragon?
Li Daoxuan actually understood this truth, but after he crossed over, the great powers he met, whether it was the Empress in Tsing Yi or the old heavenly master, were all very rare existences among the Yang Gods. They never forgot their identities as human beings, and they had a compassionate heart .

That's why he subconsciously thought that Yangshen Almighty has a heart to help the world and the people.

Zhang Qianyang sighed softly, and said: "There are even some sun gods who hope that this flood dragon can enter the East Sea and turn into a real dragon."

Li Daoxuan asked in disbelief, "Why?"

"First, they can watch the process of transforming a dragon and understand the mysteries of Taoism. Second, some people have long been dissatisfied with Longhu Mountain, but they are afraid of the old man's cultivation and dare not express it publicly."

"At this time, if there is a real dragon that can confront the old man, many people will be happy to see it. As for the submerged people and villages..."

Zhang Qianyang sneered, "For them, what's the difference between them and a submerged ant nest?"

　Thanks to Ye Xing Zangjiao for the reward of [-], and to the defensive cruiser for the reward of [-], so heartfelt!

In addition, to make a digression, the protagonist's road to cultivating immortals is not smooth sailing, and if he wants to come true, he will inevitably encounter twists and turns.In my humble opinion, immortals should suffer hardships and hardships, Yuru Yucheng, after all, even the Jade Emperor has to go through [-] kalpas.

Moreover, a story without twists and turns is always boring, so I hope everyone will be more patient. Of course, I don’t like tragedies and abusers. Anyone who has read my old books knows that I prefer a happy ending.

　
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