Volume 3: The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors Chapter 517: Amitabha

The man in green robe wielded a sword and slashed straight into the void.

The visitor did not dare to delay and quickly created a ray of light.

The sword light trembled slightly, emitting a bright cold light. As the cold light stirred, the six-colored rays of light became chaotic.

He swayed slightly and was already behind the person who came. When he arrived, his sword came out, and the sword light was a deep blue.

"brush!"

The person who came didn't even look at him, but just used his backhand to release a ray of light, which just blocked the sword.

The sword light disturbed the sunset glow, and the sunset glow deflected the sword's edge.

Mingyu calmly drew his sword.

A heavenly sword flew into the Yin and Yang and struck the visitor's forehead directly, and a ray of light appeared just above his head.

"Swoosh~"

The green shirt faded away.

The Yin-Yang Sword emitted a blazing white divine light and stabbed out from the left, while a hand on the left emitted a ray of light.

The sword came from the right, and a hand on the right happened to emit a ray of light.

The sword is in front, and a hand in front blocks it.

The sword was behind him, and a ray of light swept down from behind.

The sword may come from the void or from the depths of space. It comes out without any reason, extremely fast and secretive, and difficult to capture.

The person who came seemed to have a thousand hands and eyes, and he actually brushed back all the swords coming from all directions.

"The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree is really difficult to deal with."

Mingyu let out a light sound, and her figure swayed, and countless people in green robes stepped out of the void.

The rivers of heaven and earth, the endless time and space, the four directions and eight poles, countless blue-robed swordsmen drew their swords together.

One sword thrusts out like a swimming dragon, another sword chops down as heavy as a sacred mountain; this sword's yang energy is hidden but not released, another sword's yin energy is pressed but not evaporated; that sword makes hundreds of grasses and flowers compete for beauty, another sword makes all things wither with death.

The mighty sword light, like rain, dimmed the sky and earth, but the person who came did not move an inch.

He seemed to have grown countless hands, each waving a six-colored branch to block the sword.

One man against ten thousand, ten thousand hands against ten thousand swords.

"boom!"

The sword tip pierced into the rosy glow, and the mighty power of yin and yang seemed to create the world. Endless energy burst out with this sword, sweeping across the entire void. The blazing white divine light and the dark black color filled the sky and earth in an instant, obliterating the six-colored rosy glow.

The six-colored branches were chopped off one by one, and thousands of big hands that caught the sword light were also pierced.

The visitor was secretly shocked, and his hands moved quickly. He lifted up a divine pestle and smashed it into the void. Golden light burst out, and the Yin-Yang Sword stopped for a moment.

Then he suddenly took a step forward.

His gaze became indifferent and majestic, as if he was looking down at the master of the long river of time, without partiality, hatred, favor, or indifference. The feeling of the greatest, strongest, vastest, and broadest reached the sky.

The world is shrouded by a dark gold glazed Buddha's palm. Golden lotus flowers bloom in all directions. Each flower is a world, and each leaf is a universe. Each flower is filled with the Three Lives Buddha, the Bodhisattvas of the heavens, and the Arhats of all directions, evolving into layers of pure land.

And at the core of the Pure Land, a dark-gold Buddha statue sits upright, with a pure lotus platform beneath him, surrounded by Vajra Kings, a roc with outstretched wings above his head, and Buddha light like the moon behind his head, one upon another, illuminating all the Pure Lands.

Ten thousand Buddhas pay homage to the Buddha and together we will overcome the evil.

This palm falls and suppresses everything!

"The sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore."

"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha right here."

A grand and solemn voice echoed, and the glass Buddha's palm fell with an unstoppable posture .

"Uncle Master, are you inviting me to Lingshan?"

Mingyu looked at the dark gold Buddha and chuckled.

His expression remained unchanged, and as he raised his hand, the sword flew out of the sky.

This sword spans the heavens, divided into millions, as brilliant as the stars, illuminating the entire universe.

The terrifying Yin-Yang sword light killed into the Pure Land of Posa, and the infinite world trembled. One after another, the golden bodies of the glazed Dharma were smashed to pieces by the Yin-Yang sword.

The world solidified by the golden light began to crumble bit by bit.

Looking at the solemn and majestic dark gold Buddha, Mingyu smiled and said, "Uncle Master, if it is just like this, then everything gained from Tongtian Avenue will really be divided into 30% and 70%."

Upon hearing this, the Buddha in the sky's dark golden body became even darker.

"Amitabha!"

The dark gold Buddha lowered his eyebrows and eyes, with his hands clasped together.

The huge and majestic Dharma image also made seals with his hands, as if picking up a flower.

He took steps forward, crushing the shimmering light. Everything he touched became nothing.

Matter is empty, earth, fire, wind and water are empty, everything is empty, it is all false!

Mingyu's sword that could kill thousands turned into bubbles in the sky.

The world of heavens, the pure land of Purna.

The Three Lives Buddha, the Bodhisattvas of Heaven, and the Arhats of Ten Thousand Directions who were cut down by the Yin-Yang Sword Light seemed to be reborn. They also lowered their brows and eyes, chanted Sanskrit sounds, and made finger gestures.

"Amitabha!"

The glazed Buddha's palm pushed out horizontally, all paths are impermanent, all dharmas are empty!

A blue shirt flutters in the wind.

Mingyu stood above the heavens and remained calm in the face of any change.

"It seems that my uncle knows that I am taking the final step and has come here to perform a ritual for me."

Facing the Buddha's palm, he smacked his lips, then said with a determined look, "But I still think 30% to 70% is better!"

The corner of Dark Gold Buddha's mouth twitched.

It’s already this time and you’re still thinking about the 3:7 split!

Under the palm of the Glazed Buddha, the true meaning of the four elements being empty evolved to the extreme. Everything here, all laws and principles seemed to have returned to the time when the world was not yet created and there was chaos.

Mingyu felt the sense of silence spreading in her heart, and all the thoughts made her let go of everything and become a monk.

"It's never too late to turn back!"

The dark gold Buddha whispered, as if advising the confused beings to convert.

Don’t even think about the 30/70 split!

If you come to my Western Religion, I will give you the position of the leader!

Mingyu shook her head. "I'm very moved, but I refuse!"

He raised his hand and swung his sword, and the Yin and Yang divine light changed without reason, contradicting each other and combining with each other, immortal and indestructible, as if chaos was derived.

Suddenly, a light gradually emerged from the chaos, the universe was opened up, yin and yang were born, and all things came into being.

In a world where nothing existed, matter was being born at a rate exceeding normal evolution. Small stars formed, manifesting as brilliant stars. Simultaneously, planets appeared one after another. Due to the influence of the inner scene itself, billions of years passed in an instant, and mountains and oceans appeared. And in the deep blue ocean, life was gestating.

The countless universes, the boundless heavens, the infinite worlds, the endless vitality and the endless laws of creation.

Yin and Yang create something out of nothing.

Even if everything is empty, I can still create everything and even all the ways and laws!

Mingyu's eyes were half open and half closed, and she could see the sun rising and the moon setting, and the stars moving.

His every move was accompanied by a boundless force, and an illusory universe seemed to be shrouding and surging around him.

Mingyu raised his sword and slashed forward.

The highest and greatest, the strongest and most powerful!

The great power of the Tao, which is completely opposite to the Buddha's giant palm, makes the heaven and earth pale in comparison.

The collision of unparalleled killing and the Glazed Buddha Palm is a confrontation of ultimate laws and a fight for the highest avenue!

The Buddha had angry eyes and a frown on his face.

Neither of them gave an inch!

“Boom!”

Everything is empty and all paths return to the abyss; the creation of yin and yang gives all things new life.

The law of birth and death circulates and entangles over and over again, and the terrifying pressure of the avenue shakes the long river of time and space.

"This is?"

The Taoist masters in the prehistoric times were startled and looked over.

But except for a few people, there was only a vast expanse of space in sight.

The sword was heavy, as fast as light, with a sharp edge. The sword turned into yin and yang, and with the momentum of complete destruction, it struck straight out and cut off the Buddha's golden body again.

The Buddha's eyebrows twitched twice and he sighed.

Then he sat cross-legged on the spot. The Bodhi tree was lush and leafy, and the saint was holding a flower and smiling. He looked solemn and dignified, and preached the Vajra Prajna Dharma, talking about the root of supreme wisdom.

"There is no self, no person, no living being, no life. Why? The self is both being and non-being. The person, the living being, the life are both being and non-being. Why? Because they are free from all forms..."

Sanskrit sounds arose everywhere, the vast Dharma was righteous and pure, golden light illuminated the heavens, and the rolling sound washed away the dust. A furious-eyed Vajra Dharma image appeared, and the glazed divine light shone brightly. The relics in its body were bright, round and translucent.

Mingyu raised his eyebrows, and released thousands of sword energies from his hands in an instant. The earth, wind, water, and fire surged, the space was infinite, the sword energy raged, and the heaven and earth trembled continuously.

The Buddha's expression remained unchanged. He recited a passage of scripture in a low voice. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth rolled back, and a majestic golden body appeared out of nowhere. It was thousands of feet huge, like a demon god!

With a compassionate look on his face, he stretched out his hand, and a Buddhist kingdom appeared in his palm, like the power of the endless heavens in the world of Hengsha pressing down.

This palm was extremely powerful, different from the Dharma that everything was empty. It was so powerful that it shook the heavens.

Compared with his previous restraint, Amitabha Buddha at this time seemed like the supreme being of heaven and earth.

In heaven and on earth, only Tao is supreme, only he is supreme!

In the boundless world of Purādha Pure Land, the three Buddhas, the Bodhisattvas of heaven, and the Arhats of all directions have all transformed into dark golden Buddha images. The Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the golden ocean absorbs all the countless sword energies.

No matter how wonderful the Yin-Yang Sword is, it can't shake the Buddha in the slightest!

Mingyu looked at the Buddhas in the heavens with a calm gaze and said softly, "Uncle Master, how about taking my sword?"

The voice was filled with laughter, but it made Dark Gold Buddha frown.

Without waiting for the Buddha to reply, Mingyu raised his hand and drew his sword.

The shadow falls on the northern sea, and the clouds open up in the south of the Big Dipper.

Divine power is as great as the sky!

The sword of the sky seemed to be falling slowly but was actually falling quickly, and the entire blue sky was pressing down.

The sword is pure white, holding the azure sky and covered with boundless golden light.

The Dark Gold Buddha's expression became countless times more solemn.

He sighed slowly and threw the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand away.

The body is Bodhi, the mind is Bodhi , thousands of branches and twigs are Bodhi, one leaf is a world, one leaf is a Bodhi.

The seven-treasure tree receives all the Bodhi worlds and emits infinite light. The infinite light penetrates the sky and the earth, forming an infinite light curtain.

All the myriad paths of this world were included in the light curtain, and outside the light curtain there were Bodhi worlds that intercepted the sword of the green shirt.

"Master, if that's all, then it's really 70% done!"

Mingyu smiled faintly, and his big hand fell down, pushing the pure white sword towards the Bodhi World.

"Boom~~"

The light curtain vibrated and the Bodhi tree swayed.

The flawless sword light cut into the Bodhi world, and the Bodhi leaves were crushed one by one, and the worlds were cut down one by one.

But as the seven-colored divine light turned, the leaves that had just been destroyed by the sword light were reborn, and the Bodhi world reappeared, as if everything that had just been destroyed was a dream.

The Heavenly Sword turned, and the pure white sword body turned into a dark black color.

The sword energy is mighty and powerful, and its divine might is unfathomable, as if coming from the other side, crisscrossing and accumulating the power to cut through the heavens and destroy the earth!

"Boom~~"

Feeling the murderous intent, the Dark Gold Buddha's heartbeat accelerated.

Before he could retreat, the sword came slashing down.

In just a moment, thousands of Bodhi leaves fell, the worlds were shattered, and a branch of the Seven Treasures Tree was cut off.

"Alas~"

Amitabha sighed softly.

Suddenly there was a sound in my ears.

"30/70!"

The golden body of the Buddha turned completely black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Amitābha's face twitched, and he said expressionlessly, "I said I came to Changliu Mountain as a guest. Mingyu, do you believe me?"

"What about Uncle Master's Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree?" Mingyu glanced at the branches that fell into the void.

Amitabha said, "Uncle Master, as the leader of the Western Sect, I must always carry my iconic spiritual treasure with me when I go out."

Mingyu glanced at him again and said, "What about the golden pestle from earlier?"

Amitabha coughed lightly and explained, "As a Buddha, it's reasonable for me to carry a golden pestle with me, isn't it?"

Mingyu frowned in dissatisfaction. He said, "Master, how about we continue to discuss the 37 split?"

"Hey, no, no, no, everything can be discussed!"

The Buddha's face turned bitter, and he gritted his teeth and took out a golden lotus seed.

"I see that your magical powers have greatly increased, Mingyu. I, Uncle Master, have come to visit you this time and brought nothing else with me. This ninth-grade lotus seed of merit is just a gift."

Mingyu said nothing.

Amitabha Buddha had no choice but to take out another Bodhi seed.

Mingyu remained silent.

Amitabha Buddha was really anxious now: "Nephew, you know how miserable I am in the Western Paradise~"

He seemed to have given up everything and began to chatter sincerely, sighing and groaning like chanting scriptures.

Looking at Amitabha, whose eyes were forced to burst into tears, Mingyu's mouth twitched slightly.

"Uncle Master, please take these two things back first..." Mingyu said slowly.

Upon hearing this, Amitabha Buddha was delighted and quickly put the golden lotus seeds and bodhi seeds into his sleeves, a smile on his face: "Master, you are truly generous..."

Before Amitabha Buddha finished speaking, Mingyu continued, "Uncle Master, don't misunderstand me. What I mean is that cultivating lotus seeds and bodhi seeds is very time-consuming and laborious. It's really too troublesome.

If Master Uncle really doesn't have the Ninth-Rank Lotus Platform and the Golden Subhuti Tree, then why not cultivate them first and send them to me when the time comes."

Amitabha’s heartbeat slowed down after hearing this.

He asked tentatively, "Nephew, how about changing your request?"

Cultivating the finished golden lotus and golden bodhi tree is by no means an easy task, and the merits and resources consumed are enormous.

Otherwise, why would Amitabha Buddha keep the two seeds and not cultivate them himself?

Isn’t it because Western religions are too poor and they are reluctant to give it up?

Mingyu shook her head firmly.

Amitabha Buddha opened his mouth and said again: "I am suffering in the Western Paradise~~"

Unfortunately, Mingyu remained unmoved this time.

"Forget it, forget it. Just consider this as an advance congratulations to my nephew for achieving enlightenment soon!"

Amitabha Buddha felt sympathetic and resigned himself to his fate, lamenting, "I wonder how much the road to heaven will cost?"

Mingyu smiled brightly and uttered a soft sigh.

"30/70!"