The Buddha on the white lotus seat is not covered with precious light like other Buddhist venerables, but looks like a very ordinary middle-aged monk, with detailed and vivid expressions, full of smoke and red dust.
In his pair of pupils, there is no wisdom and enlightenment, the cleanness and peace of all dharmas are empty, but it contains a variety of emotions. At this moment, there is a complex look, looking at the remains of the ancient sword of trapping immortals and the immortal Yuding.
On him, what attracted the most attention was the long sword he was carrying.
Ling Lie's sword energy soared into the sky, covering the entire Yuquan Realm, and even spreading to the distant universe.
The sharpness of that sword intent seems to be even better than Wuzhu's ancient sword of trapping immortals at the moment.
This Buddha is naturally the Sword Buddha.
Both Tong Xinlin and Taoist Qingzhang had personally experienced the majesty of the Sword Buddha back then. Although they couldn't see its specific image, they could feel the aura of worship that seemed to overwhelm the Yuquan world at that time.
But now, the aura exuded by the sword Buddha gave them a different feeling than it did more than two thousand years ago.
It is different from the Shura Dao, which is stubborn, extreme, aggressive and crazy, and also different from the Hell Dao, which is manic and bloodthirsty.
The Sword Buddha at this moment does not even feel a bit Zen.
It is said that he is like a Taoist Tianzun who achieved Taoism with a sword, and I am afraid that he is more like a Buddhist power who has proved Buddhahood.
"The way of the world..." People who knew a little about Sword Buddha suddenly had an idea in their minds.
The Sword Buddha sat on the white lotus, reaching out his hand to catch the ancient sword of trapping immortals hanging in the air.
But a huge furry claw came over with such momentum that it almost broke Sword Buddha's arm, preventing him from taking the sword.
"Why is Dou Victory Buddha's demon body here?" Sword Buddha looked confused, but he didn't retreat.
One of his hands was still stretched forward, while the other hand pulled out the long sword behind his back with a "swish".
Then, a terrifying splendor of light, like a meteor shower, descended from the sky, all pointing at the huge monstrous monkey.
"Although it is already a gathering of two flowers, it is not comparable to the unrivaled power of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven in the past." As the sword Buddha said, the sword light had already fallen.
The monster monkey below bared its teeth, and said: "You are deceiving yourself and others."
The monster monkey raised its hands up, and the golden light gathered in the palms, and it condensed into a wishful golden cudgel, which danced like a hot wheel.
While dancing the ferocious golden cudgel, it swept away the wind and clouds in all directions, breaking all the sword lights that fell from the sky.
Then, he turned over and still hit the sword Buddha's arm that was going to grab the sword.
Sword Buddha did not change his hand movement, but his figure suddenly became erratic.
At this moment, he seemed to be everywhere.
A sword appeared from behind the monster monkey, pointing directly at the back of the heart.
A sword appeared above the heads of Yan Zhaoge and the others, as if punishment from heaven had descended.
Beside the ancient sword of sinking immortals, a hand flashed, and it was close in an instant, and it seemed that it had already grasped the ancient sword.
The Sword Buddha that appeared at the same time was all real at this moment, not an illusion.
It is the unique miraculousness of the strong at the Daluo level.
"Duh!" But the monstrous monkey let out a long roar, turning its body into the air.
Immediately, it seemed that countless monster monkey figures appeared in the void at the same time!
There are as many sword Buddhas as there are monster monkeys.
Dazzling visions, Yan Zhaoge and others seemed to be in a dream for a while.
Then the next moment, all the supernatural powers on both sides disappeared.
In mid-air was still a golden-haired giant ape, confronting a monk with a sword.
"Great Sage Equaling Heaven, truly worthy of being the Great Sage Equaling Heaven." Sword Buddha sighed: "After falling to the level of Taixu, he still retains many of the wonders of Da Luo's time. At least he can react in response."
He was no longer sitting on the lotus platform at this moment, but stood up and stood on the white lotus, holding a sword in one hand, and his gray monk robe was blown by the wind, looking more like a majestic swordsman.
Yan Zhaoge appeared on the shoulder of the golden body of the great sage transformed by Panpan: "Sword Buddha is worthy of being a Sword Buddha, incarnation of the human world, and it is still among the best in Bailian Pure Land."
The Sword Buddha transforms into the six realms of reincarnation, and when he is in the realm of heaven and humanity, the realm of Asura, and the realm of hell, he has the strongest combat effectiveness, while being in the realm of the human world, the realm of animals, and the realm of hungry ghosts is less powerful.
But even so, his strength is still among the best among the outsiders.
After all, he was a Sword Bodhisattva before he entered the heretics and ascended the Daluo in the past, and he was also one of the few masters at the same level as the authentic Buddhist sect.
As a disciple of the Buddha in the past, how could it be easy to live with
But it's a pity that he still has nothing to do with Yan Zhaoge's golden body of the great sage.
A golden body of a great sage can crush a heretic Da Luo like the king of inspiration and beat him up. If it weren't for Yuan Tianjie's obstruction, it would be easy to kill the king of inspiration.
Even if Dou Victory Buddha is injured, he can suppress a great sage golden body, that's because of its own strength.
Although the sword Buddha is strong, he is still a heretic after all, and his strength is no match for the fighting and defeating Buddha who cannot prove the true fruit of Buddhism.
"Who are you guys?" Sword Buddha glanced at Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di.
Yan Di did not go with Yan Zhaoge, but went straight to the depths of the void intertwined with dark red sword light.
Taiyi Huayun unfolded, as if echoing something.
Being pierced by the sword Buddha's eyes, Tai Yi Huayun wavered.
But the golden body of the great sage swayed slightly, and the golden light appeared, blocking the eyes of the Sword Buddha, so that Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di could not feel the severe chill.
Seeing this, Sword Buddha frowned, turned his eyes away, and focused on Yan Zhaoge and the golden body of the Great Sage.
"My name is Yan Zhaoge, and that is my father." Yan Zhaoge calmly replied, "My ancestor Yan Xingtang, and my great-grandmother Di Qinglian."
Hearing these two names, Sword Buddha's thick black eyebrows were even more twisted into a ball, and his eyes were cold: "It turns out that they are descendants of Yan Xingtang and Di Qinglian. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have wasted a thousand years." .”
His voice was complex, containing a bit of admiration and nostalgia, but more of it was uncontrollable anger, even hatred.
"If it weren't for your honor, our ancestors and grandmothers wouldn't have been in trouble." Yan Zhaoge also said coldly.
Sword Buddha nodded slowly: "You want to keep me?"
Out of the corner of his vision, there were suddenly black threads protruding from the void, like countless threads of air.
The black silk threads are intertwined to form a huge net, gradually covering the void, and the deadly sword intent of extinction of life spreads from it.
The figure of Gao Qingxuan holding the ancient sword of killing immortals is looming.
"Killing Immortal..." Sword Buddha's eyes fell on the ancient sword in Gao Qingxuan's hand, and then looked at the ancient sword of Xianxian who was close at hand but far away in the world, and shook his head: "There is indeed hope of killing me, but today You have no chance."
He turned his head and looked into the distance: "If my central Saha Pure Land is not fighting the demons in the fairy court, my disciple will come to find me when I enter the world, and after two thousand years, he should have become a Buddha immediately. "
As if to verify his words, there was indeed a sword light shining in the void in the distance!
In the sword light, a white lotus bloomed.
Sitting on the white lotus is a young man, dressed in cassock, but with long hair hanging behind him.
A long sword was placed across the young man's knee.