Chapter 705 I Understand! (12)

Chapter 705 I understand! (1/2)

A rhetorical question made Wu Mu's expression solemn.

He carried the edict of the True Buddha, symbolizing the will of the True Buddha, which represented supreme power in the strictly hierarchical Buddhist country.

Not to mention a Zen master like Xuan Kong, even a master similar to Yuan Ying would still kowtow in front of him and pray for forgiveness from the True Buddha.

But now, Xuan Kong can actually abide by his original intention and stick to himself under the power of the True Buddha, which is really surprising.

"Xuan Kong, how much of the magic sect's bewitching have you accepted? Why did you become like this? Come to see the True Buddha quickly, and I can pray for you so that the True Buddha will not blame you too much."

Xuan Kong lowered his head and pondered for a long time, and Wu Mu also waited quietly for a long time.

For a while, the scene became extremely quiet, and only the thunder on the Dharma King's body continued to flow here, making people smell the breath of uneasiness.

Finally, Xuankong raised his head and said seriously: "But I really don't know what I did wrong!"

"Ignorance!"

Wu Mu shouted, and the two Dharma Kings rushed towards Xuankong under Wu Mu's control, and were about to take Xuankong down!

Unexpectedly, a Zen stick flew out of Xuankong's golden book, and then was held in Xuankong's hand, lying in front of Xuankong.

Afterwards, a large number of Buddhist instruments flew out and landed beside Xuankong, turning into a large number of light spots like golden cicadas, flying around Xuankong non-stop.

Thanks to the blessing of the instruments, Xuankong suddenly expanded several times, and his muscles expanded and even burst out with dragon roars. The huge muscles made his body rise a full foot, and the strong muscles took root in his body, becoming extremely terrifying.

At this moment, the heart also made a thunderous sound, and the blood in the body flowed like mercury water, bursting out with infinite power.

Then, he deflected the fist of the Dharma King with a stick, and raised the Zen stick in his hand high. His body turned into a strong bow at this moment, and the Zen stick was the arrow on his body.

Swish~

The extremely subtle sound of breaking through the air sounded, but then there was a tragic and terrifying destruction. The tall Dharma King was pierced by his stick, and half of his body was blown into pieces.

Looking at the Dharma King who collapsed, Wu Mu shouted in a lost voice: "Xuan Kong, how dare you! No, how could you!"

Inside the Buddhist sect, the hierarchy is strict, and the True Buddha is high above and arrogant.

All the Buddhist monks are serving the True Buddha, and their own great power also comes from the True Buddha. If the other party does not allow it, then even a trace of Buddha power cannot be used.

But Xuan Kong not only bypassed the restrictions of the True Buddha, but even killed a Dharma King. How could this be possible!

This was the first time Wu Mu saw someone kill a Dharma King. The shock brought by this made him feel shocked, and he also felt a little wrong.

Especially when the Dharma King landed, the half-real and half-virtual body in his body turned into colored glaze and relics emitting colorful rays of light after landing, which made Wumu feel extremely wrong.

Why did the Dharma King turn into relics after his death?

Relics are important Buddhist instruments, and can only be born after the cremation of a high monk, but the Dharma King was originally a puppet made by magic, so what happened?

In shock, he saw that Xuankong did not run away, but straightened his back and said seriously: "Master Wumu, please take me to see the real Buddha."

"Are you stupid!" Master Wumu shouted in surprise, "Run! Do you know what you look like now? You are possessed by the devil!"

"Possessed by the devil?"

Xuankong raised his hand and saw that his body had turned black, and under the swollen muscles was an endless force.

He was not good at physical training, but he had been playing in "Black Buddha Country Xuankong" for so long that he unknowingly mastered various stick techniques and practiced a lot in the virtual world.

But more importantly, it was the Buddhist Dharma that his master, Master Bikou, had blessed him with before.

That power did not benefit him in Jiuzhou, but it gave him a lot of enlightenment in "Black Buddha Country Xuankong" and brought it into reality.

The past wisdom also blossomed at this moment, allowing him to break through a layer of mysterious barriers and see some things he had never noticed before.

Everything in the game was like a small flame, completely igniting his accumulated wisdom.

Closing his eyes, Xuankong knew the cause and effect, and then said seriously: "No, I didn't. I am better now than ever."

"Do you know what you look like now!"

"All the laws of action are bubbles. If you cling to the appearance, you can't reach the truth. Master Wumu, you are still attached to the appearance."

Master Wumu wanted to refute, but he couldn't utter a word.

He could feel Xuankong's state of mind constantly expanding. The gap in state of mind made him unable to refute Xuankong at all, and even began to passively accept the other party's reasoning.

Immediately closing his five senses, Wumu did not dare to observe Xuankong at this time, and could only let him walk out of here.

In his dark vision, he felt that Xuankong seemed to have turned into a giant, walking towards the Great Hall in the distance.

Wherever he walked, the ground was surging with fire, and the sky was falling with golden lotus. All kinds of strange phenomena showed that Xuankong seemed to really understand something and couldn't wait to tell everyone about this truth.

This discovery made Wumu a little curious, and he couldn't help but want to open his eyes to see what Xuankong understood.

But before he could act, he heard a sigh.

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Looking up, he saw a golden light flashing above his head, and a huge hand descended from the sky, directly holding Xuan Kong, and then rushed all the way underground.

The held Xuan Kong went all the way down, penetrating the Buddha Kingdom, until he fell into the boundless underworld, and then stopped.

Here, the power of reincarnation is isolated, life and death are erased, and all the monks who fall here can only rot in endless pain and repent their sins in long pain.

Although he was held down, Xuan Kong was still laughing.

His whole body was broken, his internal organs were beaten into a paste, and only his mouth was intact, but he was still laughing.

"True Buddha! You keep saying you are compassionate, but why do you want to leave this underworld and let people suffer endless pain?"

"You keep saying you are fearless, but why don't you let me speak? What are you afraid of?"

"If you are omnipotent, why do you use the "Right Heart Sutra" to deceive the world?"

"You always say that the world is ignorant and sentient beings are ignorant, so what were you before you became a Buddha?"

"Before you became the True Buddha, Buddhism taught everyone, and all thoughts flourished, and everyone could practice."

"After you became the True Buddha, Buddhism had a strict hierarchy, and the relationship between master and disciple was locked. Everything in the Buddha Kingdom was not as free as after the Demon Sect ruled."

"Mortals have no hope, they can only practice the "Right Heart Sutra" to paralyze themselves in order to seek liberation. Everything can only lead to destruction!"

"You, squatting on the clouds, are you a Buddha or a demon!"

The shouts made the True Buddha in the clouds furious.

The Buddha's power turned into a rosy glow that enveloped Xuankong, and the broken limbs were restored again, and soon they were the same as before.

But then, the golden light descended, and the newly restored Xuankong was torn apart like a puppet, and his internal organs and facial features fell to the ground.

In a short moment, Xuankong was disassembled a hundred times and reassembled a hundred times.

But even so, Xuankong still smiled brilliantly.

True Buddha, I understand!