Chapter 163: The golden body of Buddhism, the ruthless way of immortality!
Li Daoxuan's heart was bleeding. The Three Realms Gourd was of great help to him, how could he let others snatch it away?
But he has no better solution for now. He can only say that his skills are not as good as others and his level of Taoism is still too low.
If he could also have the cultivation level of Yang Shen, how could his magic weapon be stolen by someone else?
With a thought , the Three Realms Gourd became as heavy as the Five Mountains. Others could not lift it even if they wanted to, so how could they steal it?
This made him feel deeply powerless. Although the magic weapon was good and the supernatural power was rare, if his own cultivation level was not high enough, he would not be able to exert its power.
Looking at Pan Dan's back, Li Daoxuan touched the green rope on his wrist. It was the green hair of the Green-robed Goddess. As long as he infused it with magic power, he could summon an incarnation of the Goddess.
He has made up his mind that no matter what, he must not lose the Three Realms Gourd!
But just as he was about to use the trump card bestowed by the Queen, a Sanskrit sound suddenly came from the sky.
Li Daoxuan was stunned, and then he saw a figure walking towards him in the void. He was wearing a tattered cassock, had a big round belly, and looked a bit funny.
He clasped his hands together, chanted Buddhist scriptures, stood in the air, and stood in front of Pan Dan.
"Amitabha, please stay."
Li Daoxuan's eyes lit up and he smiled, "It's Master Sanle!"
The Queen once said that she would notify Master Sanle, and now it seems that Master Sanle is willing to take action!
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 have grown old, but you are still the same as before!"
Master Sanle said cheerfully: "Eat well, sleep more , think less, and you will naturally be happy and healthy, and your face will never age."
Pan Dan stared at the fat monk, feeling a little unsure of his abilities.
"Fat monk, what magical power do you have that you dare to block my way?"
Master Sanle counted his fingers with some shame, and said: "Divine eye, divine ear, divine mind, divine destiny, divine feet, divine extinction..."
Pan Dan's heart tightened, these were the six supernatural powers of Buddhism, if one could cultivate one of them, he would be a great monk.
Master Sanle laughed, patted his belly and said, "Don't be nervous, I don't know how to do these. Only this little bit of fat can keep me from hunger and cold."
"Fat monk, are you kidding me?"
Pan Dan was furious, and he stirred up the poisonous energy in his body, like a poisonous dragon, attacking Master Sanle.
In the blink of an eye, the horrible poisonous fog completely enveloped Master Sanle.
Li Daoxuan couldn't help but shout: "Master, be careful, the poisonous fog is very strong!"
These poisonous mists are extremely terrifying. They can contaminate magical weapons, harm people's lives, and even cut off his connection with the Three Realms Gourd. It can be regarded as a very powerful magical power.
But the next moment, a golden light appeared in the poison, like the rising sun, dispelling the darkness and filled with sacredness, accompanied by faint Sanskrit sounds, like an arhat chanting scriptures or a bodhisattva singing in Sanskrit.
Thousands of golden lights burst out from Master Sanle's body, piercing through the poisonous fog, purifying the void, and filled with immortal meaning.
At this moment, he looked solemn and dignified. With every step he took, a golden lotus blossomed in the sky, full of profound Zen meaning, just like a real Buddha.
"Buddhist golden body!"
Pan Dan's pupils narrowed. He didn't expect that the fat monk in front of him could have cultivated the most difficult golden body magical power in Buddhism!
Moreover, the opponent's golden body was definitely not an ordinary golden body, it gave him an indescribable sense of oppression.
Without any hesitation, Pan Dan turned around and fled. His escape technique was very powerful. He turned into countless winged flying snakes and fled in all directions.
However, Master Sanle's eyes flashed with golden light, and he saw his true form at a glance.
Master Sanle looked down at Li Daoxuan and said with a smile: "I will get your gourd back for you, don't worry."
After saying that, his whole body turned into a golden light and chased after Pan Dan's real body.
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Li Daoxuan felt relieved. Master Sanle seemed to be even more powerful than he had imagined. Pan Dan should also have the cultivation level of Yangshen, but facing Master Sanle who had cultivated a golden body, he did not even fight back but just ran away.
Buddhist golden statue...
Li Daoxuan was a little envious. The golden body supernatural power was quite cool. He wondered if his "Book of Subduing Demons" could reward him with Buddhist supernatural powers.
At present, it seems that the rewards are all Taoist magic.
If he could be rewarded with a golden body of Buddhism, how powerful would it be when he used the golden body to cast spells on heaven and earth?
The combination of the physical and magical powers of Buddhism and Taoism is exciting to think about.
Crash!
The sound of flowing water interrupted Li Daoxuan's thoughts. He looked down and found that the water level of Xihe River was still rising.
Pan Dan had Master Sanle to deal with it, but the dragon in the river was still a difficult problem.
Now that the Three Realms Gourd is gone, how can we subdue this dragon?
Li Daoxuan frowned, but couldn't think of any good ideas.
The water level continued to rise and had soaked everyone's shoes. Everyone understood that if they did not take action, the ancient sword-slaying dragon formation that they had set up with great difficulty would be broken by the dragon.
Li Daoxuan hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but said: "Master...if there is really no other way, why not...let it go."
Zhang Qianyang looked at him in surprise.
Xu Qingxuan snorted coldly and said nothing.
Li Daoxuan advised: "Master, if the sky falls, there will always be tall people to hold it up. Even if this dragon passes through Xihekou, it still has to pass through Ganjiang River and Yangtze River. During this period, won't those Yangshen cultivators take action to stop it?"
In his opinion, instead of risking their lives fighting the dragon, it would be better to let the dragon go and wait for other powerful Yangshen to take action.
At most they contacted the government and quickly evacuated the people on both sides of the Ganjiang River to avoid loss of life.
Everything makes the cultivators of the Qigong and Yinshen realms fight for their lives, so are those powerful people of the Yangshen realm just trying to make a living?
Hearing his apprentice's words, Zhang Qianyang gave a bitter smile.
He sighed and said, "Disciple, you are too naive. If we let this dragon go, there is a 90% chance that no Yangshen cultivator will take action."
Li Daoxuan was stunned and asked in confusion: "Master, why?"
Zhang Qianyang asked him a question.
"Disciple, if you have practiced hard for hundreds of years and finally become a Yang God, then what is the most important thing to you?"
Li Daoxuan seemed to understand something and said, "It means becoming an immortal."
"That's right. The longer a person lives, the more afraid they are of death. The more powerful the power they control, the more afraid they are of losing it. Most of the Yang Gods in the world are in seclusion trying to become immortals. At most, they can take care of their master's inheritance."
After a pause, Zhang Qianyang sneered, "Let them risk serious injury or even death to fight a dragon for these ordinary people? There are such Yang Gods, but they are too few."
Li Daoxuan suddenly realized that he had made a mistake.
Perhaps influenced by his past life, he always felt that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. As a powerful Yang God, he should maintain peace in the world and slay demons and monsters.
But he forgot that the higher the magic power and the stronger the Taoism of the cultivator, the greater the gap between him and ordinary people. Immortals and humans are two completely different creatures.
Perhaps in the eyes of immortals, humans are nothing more than creatures covered with mites and pores.
Those powerful Yang Gods are wholeheartedly pursuing higher realms and power. If it is not necessary, how could they easily fight for their lives with a dragon?
Li Daoxuan actually understood this truth, but after he traveled through time, the powerful beings he met, whether it was the Green-Robed Lady or the Old Heavenly Master, were all very rare existences among the Yangshen. They had never forgotten their human identity and had compassion and mercy in their hearts.
That's why he subconsciously thought that all the powerful Yangshen had a heart to save the world and bring peace to the people.
Zhang Qianyang sighed softly and said, "There are even some Yang Gods who hope that this Jiaolong can enter the East China Sea and transform into a real dragon."
Li Daoxuan asked incredulously: "Why?"
"First, they can watch the process of transformation and comprehend the mysteries of the Dao. 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 openly."
"If a real dragon that can fight against the old man can appear at this time, many people will be happy to see it. As for those flooded people and villages..."
Zhang Qianyang sneered: "To them , what's the difference between this and a flooded anthill?"
