"Boom..."
Another round of thunder sounded in the sky, and the seventh thunder tribulation was about to fall!
Lin Da's brows were deeply furrowed, his expression extremely solemn, his hands quickly formed seals in front of him like wheels, and rays of light began to glow on the blood crystal lotus platform beneath him.
"The creation is numerous and the merits are immeasurable."
Just a low shout was heard from his mouth, and the ghost faces around him shrank back one after another, and solidified on his body like sculptures. They no longer had the fangs and claws they had just shown, and looked like dead objects.
The blood crystal lotus platform under Lin Da began to spin and finally began to shine brightly. Thin crystal threads like flower stamens grew on it, twisting and turning in all directions, connecting the altars one after another.
On each altar, blood-red runes appeared, dancing up and down in the intertwined and swirling crystal lines, and a strange aura began to spread across the square.
"What's going on?" Zen Master Tuolan was the first to notice something was wrong and exclaimed in surprise.
His clothes fluttered in the wind, and a layer of faint white light emanated from his body, like countless fireflies surrounding him, wrapping him up in it.
"This... what is this?" someone else exclaimed immediately afterwards.
Not far away from Master Tuolan, another Zen master had a brilliant light shining on his body.
After a while, the entire high altar in the square was lit up almost entirely. Some were as pale as moonlight, some were as bright as lamps, some were scattered like starlight, and some were like the sun hanging in the sky, forming a disk behind them.
Only Zener was there, and there was no light shining on his body.
"Huh, how could that be? Did I make a mistake?" Linda glanced at Chaner and wondered in his heart.
"It turns out that the manifestation of merit is different for each person." Zener looked around, looking at the light on everyone, and said with a little curiosity.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone came to their senses and realized that these lights were the merits they had accumulated from years of practice.
"He has a good vision, but unfortunately he is a useless person." Lin Da was disappointed when he saw that he had no merits.
After saying this, he no longer looked at the crowd, but clasped his hands together, lowered his head and began to recite scriptures.
His expression was focused and his look was pious. If it weren't for the previous series of events, everyone would have thought that he was truly the most pious and focused Buddhist.
As the sound of his chanting began, Linda's body began to glow, but his Buddha light was reddish in color, and more magnificent and brighter than everyone else's. It condensed outside his body bit by bit, and suddenly formed a statue of Bodhisattva that was ten feet tall.
This Bodhisattva statue looks somewhat similar to Manjushri Bodhisattva, with a compassionate expression and love for all living beings.
As soon as the statue of the Bodhisattva was successfully condensed, a white light suddenly flashed in the sky, instantly illuminating the area within a radius of 100 miles. An extremely loud roar sounded, as if it was going to blow a hole in the sky.
A bolt of pure white lightning fell from the sky like a nine-day waterfall, pouring towards Linda.
Lin Da raised his hand and struck out upwards. The phantom of the Bodhisattva outside his body then made a mantra hand seal and pushed his palm towards the sky. The huge palm was like an umbrella that was propped up above Lin Da's head, catching the pouring lightning in his hand.