Chapter 147 Past, Tibetan Buddha

Fang Daoming's magic power is vast and beyond imagination. Even compared with ordinary immortal power, it is not much. Therefore, even if the power of the boundary yuan disappears, it has little impact on it. What's more, there are secretly magic weapons such as the tower of creation and chaotic ancient scrolls, and even the body of the second yuan god of Shilong Taoist. However, this endless Yin Cao camp really made him afraid. I don't know how many people such as the Yin King, the Yin Emperor, the Yin Emperor and other great powers were hidden. They jumped out casually and cut off the way. Based on this concern, Fang Daoming did not do his best before, so that he was suppressed to the wind.

Fang Daoming's heart is firm, his mind is sharp, and he is extremely decisive in killing. Seeing that the other party is actually a kendo master like his own, he suddenly has the intention to kill. Instead of making him his opponent in the future, it is better to kill him now. Even if he is in the land of the underworld, he is under siege, he will not hesitate to do so.

Fang Daoming was determined, so he cut off his heart of escape and shouted. Within a hundred miles, his vitality surged, all of which were absorbed by him and turned into a strong sword, waiting to be made faintly. This blow was a thunder blow, a fatal blow.

Fang Daoming was already trapped in a dangerous place that had never been seen before. Even if he had been besieged by the three shadows before, he was not as encircled as he was in front of him, and the strong men stared him. But he also knew that once he had made up his mind, he could not hesitate to retreat at all, otherwise his Taoist heart would be blocked and he would not be able to make progress again for life. Even if he died without life, he was also a god to kill the gods and killed demons.

The heavy shout suddenly turned into thunderousness, and the spirit of heaven and earth gathered above its head, during which the thunder and lightning were electric, and the sword spirit was horizontal. This thunder and lightning sword spirit actually had an extraordinary and free spirit. It was uninterprehensible and could not be avoided. Even if it retreated to the ends of the earth, even if it hid into the endless void, it would be killed by its life and death.

"My heart is relieved, extraordinary and free, jumping out of the five elements, not in heaven and earth, gods and demons can't stop me, and heaven and earth can't hide my heart." Fang Daoming slowly opened his eyes as he recited silently. His eyes were like a torch, illuminating the Yin Cao. At this moment, he actually had an unprecedented sense of liberation. In the Yin Cao, his heart is in the spirit. I want to be detached and free. Even if the three worlds of heaven and earth, even the ancient three emperors, they can't stop it. At this moment, Even the power of the Yin Cao Jieyuan can't be added.

When Yin Cao swordsman saw Fang Daoming's peak Taoism, he suddenly felt shocked and had the intention of retreating, but he was also a hero. Knowing that this retreat was hopeless for life, let alone beyond the three worlds and traveled in the starry sky. At that moment, he shouted deeply, and his power rolled and moved. In the dark, he added the power of prayer and raised his power to the peak to fight with the mysterious strong man in front of him.

Thunder roars, electric dragons and snakes, four benefits of swords, and vitality. This shocking blow is like setting off a huge wave. The left near the mountain is flattened, and a large number of Yin Cao soldiers will turn into powder.

In this sword collision, the black armor of the Yin Cao swordsman broke one after another, revealing his slender and graceful body and perfect jade appearance. It turned out to be a beautiful woman, and the previous tall body was just armor support.

Fang Daoming had no intention to appreciate the stunning color in front of him. His body vibrated and went to the ground. The infinite golden lotus protected himself, and the sword spirit killed vertically and horizontally rushed to the Tibetan Buddha country. This army of Yin Cao was killed by a vacant place like a long dragon, and the armor on both sides was messy and messy everywhere.

During the struggle, Fang Daoming realized that the void ahead had been blocked by the master, and he could not be crossed anyway, so he immediately fell to the ground and was about to kill.

Three hundred miles, two hundred miles, one hundred miles, and several breaths, Fang Daoming is only a hundred miles away from the Tibetan Buddha Kingdom. His mana in his body is endless. Although it consumes a lot, there has never been no subsequent powerlessness. During these days, the dark strong man who blocked the void suddenly took action, and a big dark hand stretched out the void and grabbed Fang Daoming's head.

Fang Daoming's heart was awe-inspiring, and he was already aware of the strength of the other party, and he was almost side by side with the Dragon Emperor Tuotian.

"The yuanshen has no phase, the nine yin emperors!" Fang Daoming knew that there was no longer any suspense this time, so he wanted to sacrifice the tower of creation and sacrifice his life to survive.

At this point, a big golden hand suddenly emerged from the ground, holding Fang Daoming and the infinite golden lotus at the same time, and then waved five fingers, which was a mysterious Buddhist seal, facing the big hand of the Yin Emperor.

The Buddha's seal was slightly grasped by the other party and was destroyed, but the Yin Emperor's big hand also quietly stopped. It was in this moment that the golden big hand had disappeared with Fang Daoming.

At this moment of disappearance, a sword lotus suddenly popped out of Fang Daoming's hand and rushed to the air. Countless swords were wrapped around. Seeing that the Yin Emperor's big hand was about to fall, the sword lotus suddenly burst open, turning into countless fierce and horrible silk sword spirit, scattered everywhere, covering dozens of miles in an instant. Within tens of miles, it was suddenly stirred up by these countless swords, and it was messy. Several battalions were set up by continuous roots, and countless Yin Cao soldiers and horses turned into powder.

In the void, there was a deep hum and angrily, and the power of Yin Cao rolled and moved, and tens of thousands of Buddhas turned into nothingness in an instant. The stunning female swordsman also stood in mid-air, staring at the Buddhist world and looking at her own ruined camp. It took a long time to fall and hide in the big account.

Fang Daoming felt that time and space were changing. In an instant, he was already standing in the endless Buddha country, surrounded by pious Buddhas, focusing on chanting scriptures. Only a middle-aged monk with a round head and big ears in front of him looked at himself with a warm smile.

Fang Daoming already knew what was going on and bowed: "Thank you for your help. Dare to ask the master's name."

The middle-aged monk didn't say much, but smiled and said, "The poor monk's Dharma is boundless. Dare to ask the Taoist priest, where did the infinite golden lotus come from just now?"

Fang Daoming was stunned, and then guessed something, and now he talked about his encounter in the Yin Cao world before and after.

Master Wuliang said, "Amitabha, it turns out that my disciple is still alive. In those years, he was so persistent that he actually sneaked in alone and suffered for thousands of years. Fortunately, he met the Taoist priest and bumped into an opportunity to fulfill his long-cherished wish. It was not an opportunity. As for the matter of the Taoist priest leaving this Yin Cao, the poor monk was powerless, and he went with me. Seeing the master, the poor monk also asked the master to rescue the little disciple.

Fang Daoming couldn't help but be apprehendished. This infinite monk's mana abyss is like a sea, which is immeasurable. He is not under the Yin Emperor just now, but also a master of the realm of Yuanshen. What kind of cultivation should his master reach?

The infinite monk didn't say much. With a Buddha's name, the golden lotus under his feet appeared and threw it to the Buddha's country. Fang Daoming also drove the infinite golden lotus, followed.

Flying all the way, Fang Daoming only saw the vast depth and endless pious Buddhas, the starry temples, the Talin Buddha statues, and countless Buddhist magic weapons, auspicious beasts, and sacred objects, which were dazzling and overwhelmed.

Two golden lotus flew away for two hours before slowly slowing down. The infinite master said, "The poor monk is in front of you, and the Taoist priest will follow me."

Fang Daoming looked at a glance, but saw a vast sea in front of him, with slight waves, faint light, and golden blue. In the middle of this golden blue ocean, there is a golden lotus platform with a radius of thousands of feet. On the lotus platform sits countless monks and Buddhas, layer by layer, in circles. Many monks and Buddhas are concentrating on listening to a middle-aged monk in the center of the lotus platform to talk about scriptures.

The infinite monk said, "The poor monk is speaking. Please wait for a moment and allow the poor monk to report."

The infinite monk was about to set out when he suddenly heard the monk in the center of the lotus platform say in a loud voice: "The poor monk has a friend to visit. That's all for today. You can break up."

Many Buddhist monks got up to salute and scattered. The monk smiled warmly and summoned a big hand to signal him to pass.

Fang Daoming received the infinite golden lotus and fell on the lotus platform with the infinite monk. In the middle of this lotus platform, except for the monks, there are eight other monks who have not left. When he glanced at the monk's appearance, he was stunned and rolled his tongue.

"Land, master of the earth! Why are you here!"

It turns out that this monk actually looks like the only immortal elder Dizang master of the Daoming Sect, just like a person.

The infinite monk was also unknown. He was about to correct the introduction, but was interrupted by a middle-aged monk with a laugh: "I know this little friend, although he has never been masked."

As soon as the middle-aged monk raised his finger, a crystal object flew out of Fang Daoming's body and fell into the hands of the middle-aged monk, but on the way back from the northern cold region to the central continent, he bumped into the master Dizang, who sent him to his Buddhist relics.

This middle-aged monk held the Buddhist reli in his hand. In an instant, he understood the cause and effect, and also knew Fang Daoming's surprise.

"Don't be surprised. I am the elder master of the underground in your family, and I am not the elder master of the underground in your family. The master of the underground is just a wisp of my yuan god, who escapes into the world of life and form an opportunity with my little friend, so it is not necessary for me to call me the master of the underground master."

Fang Daoming was quite surprised: "Yuan Shen split? The boy is stupid, please make it clear.

"Well, friends, please sit down and wait for me to come one by one," the master Dizang laughed, "Nine of you also sit down and listen to me."

Together with the nine monks, including the infinite monk, they were surrounded by the Dizang master, looking respectful and listening carefully.

"In ancient times, the poor monks were also in the world of life. Later, they succeeded in their cultivation and founded the Tibetan Buddhist sect. There were these nine disciples. The three generations of disciples were also prosperous and the linters were strong. Later, a big event happened. Because of the impulse of the poor monk, they were involved in the whole Tibetan Buddhist sect, and finally from the life The world disappeared and sank into the dark Cao world, but this big event was caused by two good friends of the poor monk.

"The two friends of the poor monk are a couple, like little friends, and they are also monks. Because they offend their powerful opponents, they are killed by the other party, beaten and disappearing, and the dead soul is also detained by the Yin Cao and entered the Jiuyou Hall. The poor monk was in friendship, so he managed to enter the realm of Yin Cao, find the Jiuyou Hall, and begged the Lord of the Jiuyou Hall to show mercy. Don't torture the two friends and let them reincarnate and become people again. Unexpectedly, the Jiuyou Hall was arrogant. Not only did he ignore it, but he wanted to catch the poor monk and suppress it. The poor monk was annoyed for a moment and moved. He started, robbed the couple's souls, tried to escape to the spiritual world, and let them reincarnated themselves. Unexpectedly, the poor monk's move shocked the sleeping Yin Caojie's ancestors to take action in person and trapped the poor monk here and never escaped. The poor monk was angry for a moment, so he had the intention to gamble, so he put the Buddha sect he brought with him in this land of Yin Cao and made a grand wish that the Yin Cao would not be empty and the earth would not be separated. Hey, later, my Tibetan Buddhist sect gradually grew, and countless undead ghosts crossed the river, establishing a huge Buddha kingdom, and the poor monks also cultivated into a congenital pure sun. All the nine disciples under the throne all cultivated into yuan gods. This Yin Cao world ancestors could no longer do anything about me, so they launched a war in vain in an attempt to destroy my Tibetan Buddhist sect, dozens Ten thousand years later, the Tibetan Buddhism still exists, and the incense flourishes, accounting for nearly one-third of the territory of the Yin Cao world.