There is only one statue in this Buddhist temple. He is tall, mighty and lifelike. He wears golden armor and cloud-chasing boots. More importantly, he has a hairy face and a thunder god's mouth.
If this isn’t the Fighting Buddha, then who else could it be
It was recorded in ancient books that under the seat of the Holy Lord Buddha there was the First Fighting Buddha, who held the Dinghai Shenzhen in his hand and fought against the heavens. Although he was not the Holy Lord, he had the supreme power to challenge the Holy Lord.
Feng Qingyang's heart was filled with excitement. What a scene it was. He saw the legendary figure with his own eyes. Even though it was just a statue, it seemed so real to him.
Whether in the spiritual world or his world, the four words "Fighting and Victory Buddha" represent a kind of invincibility, and this kind of invincibility is exactly what he pursues.
"Junior Feng Qingyang, I pay my respects to the Fighting Buddha!"
He shook his clothes and bowed respectfully to the statue in front of him. At that moment, he seemed to hear a sigh in his ears. His eyelids twitched and he immediately went to the sound.
After leaving Fighting Buddha, he jumped suddenly outside the Buddhist temple. At this moment, all the palace layouts appeared clearly in his eyes.
"seal!"
He screamed and fell from the air. He originally wanted to take a closer look, but the air was forbidden here. After falling to the ground, his whole body was shaking.
He was very familiar with this seal and also knew how to break it, but what exactly was the thing that was sealed with such a grand ceremony
Judging from the arrangement of this palace, the previous five hundred Luohai were just the beginning, which seemed to block the edge, and the statue of Fighting Buddha was located at the heart of this seal.
Moreover, there is a tower in the middle. There is a sense of greatness coming from the tower. Needless to say, the statue inside must be the Holy Lord Buddha!
"Could it be that the super powerful being from the Middle Ages is suppressed here? Anything that can be suppressed by the statue of the Holy Lord must be something extraordinary!"
At this moment, Feng Qingyang felt itchy and it would be fine if he hadn't seen it, but the problem was that he had already seen it.
Moreover, the seal has spanned two eras and has reached the edge of being fragile. Even if he does not open it, it will automatically be unsealed after a period of time.
"In that case, I have to go and see what's in there. If that thing has been suppressed and weakened to the extreme, I can swallow it to replenish my potential!"
Feng Qingyang's eyes were bright. He knew that although the seal was dangerous at this moment, it was also an opportunity. There must be many treasures in it, but he just hadn't discovered them.
He stepped back and came to the outermost part of all the palaces, which was where he had originally come from. He sat cross-legged, his eyes flickering, and finally locked onto the top of the yellow sand.
"Seven-level pagoda. As long as the pagoda stone of the pagoda is broken, the seal will completely collapse." He murmured again, and immediately made seals with his hands, and began to change at an extremely fast speed.
As his fingers danced, inexplicable halos spread from his hands, and two extreme forces began to emanate from his body, one yin and one yang, one cold and one hot.
The two auras intertwined and transformed into a giant dragon hovering over him. Its ferocious appearance was enough to stop a child from crying at night.
"Seal, open!"
He pushed his hands forward, the void trembled, and the giant dragon on his body immediately rushed towards the seventh-story pagoda at the highest point in the sky, and slammed into the seventh-story pagoda with roars and shouts.
There was a popping sound, like something hitting the water, and the intertwined dragons suddenly collapsed, while the seven-story pagoda did not change at all.
"How is that possible!"
Feng Qingyang exclaimed and stood up from the ground. As he stood up, a thick beam of light suddenly burst out from the seven-story pagoda.
The pillar of light pressed down from the sky, with overwhelming pressure, making it almost impossible for Feng Qingyang to breathe. Then, a Buddha statue suddenly appeared within the pillar of light!
He was shining with golden light and his features could not be seen clearly, but his golden robes gave off an aura of tremendous wisdom.
"Holy Buddha? Damn, he's not still alive!"
Feng Qingyang jumped so high that he immediately lost the desire to continue breaking the seal. He turned around and tried to escape in panic.
"Om!"
In an instant, a golden Buddhist text appeared between heaven and earth, and a golden halo slowly flew towards Feng Qingyang. Needless to say, this was not an attack from the Holy Buddha, but the backlash from the seven-story pagoda he triggered.
Boom!
The earth shook, and even the entire palace trembled. The golden Buddhist text in the air suddenly changed and turned into a Five Finger Mountain, pressing down with a loud bang.
"Damn, Lord Buddha, are you kidding me? I'm not the Monkey King who made a big fuss in Heaven. Why are you using the Five Finger Mountain to press me down!" Feng Qingyang screamed in pain and was pressed to the ground by the Five Finger Mountain, with only his head exposed.
This is not the point. The point is that this Five Finger Mountain actually restricts the use of magic power. Until this moment, Feng Qingyang finally understood why the Monkey King had been suppressed and unable to move for five hundred years. It turned out that it was this prohibition that was at work.
"Humph, I, Feng Qingyang, am not a pushover. If you want to suppress me, forget it!"
He twisted his body at the foot of the mountain and turned into a zombie in an instant. Even without using magic power, with his physical strength of 99.99 million pounds, he could still move mountains and fill the sea, and chase the stars and the moon.
Boom!
The Five Finger Mountain shook, and was about to fall under his struggle, as if it would crack at any time. Countless rocks rolled down from it and hit Feng Qingyang on the head.
"Om!"
Just as he was struggling, a Buddhist chant was heard again in the void. Golden Buddhist texts flew out and slammed onto the Five Finger Mountain. The originally shaking Five Finger Mountain suddenly became stable and solidified again under the blessing of the golden Buddhist texts.
And the weight increased instantly, as if this was not a mountain, but a star, using the power of a star to suppress Feng Qingyang.
The mountains are like rainbows, majestic and powerful. At this moment, Feng Qingyang is like an ant. He is severely suppressed. If the seal cannot be broken, he will be sealed here permanently!
"I want to see what you have the right to suppress me!"
Feng Qingyang's eyes flashed with ferocity. Who was he? The heir to the Corpse King's bloodline, the only heir to the Hou Zun's lineage, how could he be suppressed so easily
His whole body was trembling, not in pain but in his inner unyielding spirit. The ancient Hou Zun could challenge the way of heaven and was one of the four ancient gods, so he naturally inherited one of their spirits.
"roar!"
With a roar, he moved his body and was the first to spin. The armor on his body slowly cut the rocks on all sides. The mountain that was like a diamond, under the blessing of the Buddha's words, was like cast steel!
"Open it for me!"
He shouted loudly, and the sound waves swept in all directions, even rolling up the yellow sand on the ground. Little did he know that his roar instantly awakened a terrifying existence!
“Hahahaha… After so many years, someone finally shows up?” Suddenly, a hearty laugh was heard from under the hall.