Chapter 244 The sea of suffering is boundless, and Foshan has no path

The sea of suffering is boundless with swords to make boats.

Fang Daoming walked with his sword, and the awe-in sword light surrounded him, but any waves attacked were cut down and could not be close to him.

But the power of this sea of suffering is far better than the previous world. This sea of suffering is transformed by the power of Buddhism and is closely connected with this world. The power of infinite Qiyuan's faith is supported by it, and countless Buddhas have manifested. Buddhist magic treasures are emerging one after another, and it is difficult to break through easily.

Fang Daoming flew away with a lot of tea kung fu, but still did not see the shore. I don't know how many devout Buddhas have been cut and how many Buddhist magic weapons have been destroyed by Ling Li's sword light, but Xumi Foshan is still as far away as before.

In the depths of the bitter sea, suddenly there was a Buddha's roar, "The sea of suffering is boundless, and looking back is the shore"! Puxian roared, and all the Buddhas roared, all of them roared like lions.

Fang Daoming smiled and said, "I can't turn back, and I don't practice the way back. You ask me to turn back to the shore, but it's difficult. Let's see if I break through your sea of suffering and cut off your Foshan."

Fang Daoming laughed, and the power around his body was surging. The power of the yuan god became higher and higher, and the sword spirit surrounding him expanded in an instant, gradually covering most of the sea of suffering. Master Puxian, let's compare with you. Is your sea of suffering or the poor Taoist sword sea? The sea of swords composed of tens of millions of swords qi collided violently with the sea of suffering, and the sharp sword spirit bloomed with bright sword light, cutting through the surrounding sea of suffering one by one, and then took the opportunity to turn into a pure Buddha spirit, and then hidden into Fang Daoming's body. These pure Buddha qi were sent to the chaotic yuan divine realm by Fang Daoming, and then they were put into the tower of creation, turned into chaotic qi, blessing the 18 chaotic true qi, and finally fell on Confucian Yunzhou.

Fang Daoming's magic power is extremely strong, which is much better than that of ordinary sages. He is not afraid of the bitter sea transformed by his Buddha's power. Originally, he could not absorb the power of Bodhi Buddha, but with the tower of creation, it is different. He can turn everything in heaven and earth into chaos, and Bodhi Buddha's power is naturally no exception.

Under the hidden shock of the jade monk Puxian, Fang Daoming's sea of sword became bigger and bigger, gradually covering the whole sea of suffering. The vast and mysterious way of free, the meaning of liberation came to the whole sea of suffering in an instant, and unexpectedly, it was forced to slowly isolate it from this world, which gradually reduced the blessing of faith.

Pu Xian, the jade monk, was suddenly shocked. His mental feelings with the sea of suffering actually weakened. If it went on like this, it would be difficult for him to control himself, not to mention the blessing of the power of faith. The other party's Jianhai actually had such power that he could cut off the connection with the bitter sea. No wonder Yunzhou suffered a great loss under his sword. However, Puxian is by no means a person who sits and waits for death. At the moment, with the Buddha's name, the Buddha's guidance, countless pious Buddhas on Xumi Mountain, the king of Dharma, and the Dharma King Kong all got up, recited the Bodhi Heart Sutra, and jumped into the sea of suffering and turned into a vast Buddha spirit.

"What a man I won't go to hell, who will go to hell." Fang Daoming praised, "Killing into benevolence and sacrificing himself as a Buddha, Bodhi Buddha Sect is really good." However, Fang Daoming did not dare to make it big. The Bodhi bitter sea under the sea of Daoming swords was getting heavier and heavier. Gradually, there was a tendency to break away from the sea of swords. The power of Qiyuan's faith came again, and he moved back to his inferiority and swallowed the sea of swords in one fell swoop.

The pious Buddha's son is endless, and the sea of suffering is full of waves, weighing more than 10,000, and gradually falling into a stalemate with the sea of Daoming Swords. Fang Dao clearly knew that if he could not cut off the connection between this sea of suffering and this world, he would fall into a bitter battle. Even if his mana was more powerful, he could not compare with the power of faith that had accumulated tens of thousands of years. At that moment, he shouted deeply, and the chaotic ancient scroll came out. As soon as it appeared in the wind, it was boundless, covered with green and thick soil under it, and instantly covered the whole sea of bitterness. The strong chaotic atmosphere surged out, blessed in the sea of Daoming Swords, and suddenly gave birth to thousands of chaotic swordsmanship.

Chaos can brush everything. Everything comes from chaos, and everything returns to chaos. Once Fang Daoming's sword sea evolves into a chaotic sword sea, Puxian's bitter sea can no longer turn over any waves. The sea of bitterness was involved in the chaotic ancient scrolls by countless swords, which contained the power of Qiyuan's faith and was also sent to the tower of creation. The tower of creation received the power of Qiyuan's faith, and the spirit of creation, which has been accumulated for a long time, finally made a breakthrough. One by one, the third layer of the spirit of creation followed by nine great achievements, and the fourth layer also derived two spirits of creation.

The nine chaotic dragons then crashed into the sea of suffering, but with a twist back and forth, they completely cut off the connection with this world, twisted it almost to pieces, and saw that it was about to become Fang Daoming's dish.

Pu Xian, who sat on the top of Xumi Mountain, knew that the general trend had gone, so he immediately stopped the act of throwing himself into the sea and concentrated on defending Xumi Mountain. His mind now is not to save Yunzhou Taoist, but to save himself.

This sea of suffering shrinks in an instant without the support of the power of Buddhism and faith of the jade monk Puxian. Fang Dao was about to disappear when he saw it. The chaotic scroll was just one volume, and he was included in his own genh. Without the world and the sea of bitterness, Puxian's Xumi Foshan has been naked in front of Fang Daoming, but he knows in his heart that this is the most difficult bone.

Foshan has no path, but only countless Buddhas, King Ming, King Kong, Arhats, and even Bodhisattvas and Buddhas surround this mountain like an iron barrel. This virtual Foshan is the first magic weapon of the jade monk Puxian. These Buddha figures are the condensation of their bodhi power, and some of them are derived from fighting Dharma. This magic weapon will never be used as a last resort, but today they bumped into Fang Daoming and were in danger of falling, so they let go.

Fang Daoming is still protecting himself with sword light and slowly stepping on the mountain. The power of Buddhism is so great that he doesn't know how much it is better than the previous sea of suffering. It is almost condensed into an invisible substance and prevents Fang Daoming's progress. Although the Buddha disappeared one after another under Fang Daoming's sword, countless Buddhist magic power and Buddhist magic weapons surged to Fang Daoming in all directions, making it almost lose the light of the sword and it was difficult to hold itself.

Fang Dao shouted fiercely, and raised his magic power by three points, surrounded by the sword, and became more and more profitable. This situation is a rare opportunity to sharpen swordsmanship. Instead, he is patient, eliminates distracting distracting thoughts, and completely integrates all his mind into his own swordsmanship. The sword spirit is like a rainbow, and the sword light is like electricity. Many Taoist magics are born in response to the sword. With its exclusive swordsmanship, sometimes like electricity, and sometimes it is vigorous. The Daoming Yuanshen sword runes are constantly split and combined, and the calculations are derived. In an instant, there are hundreds of changes, such as mercury leaking away, and countless Buddhist figures have disappeared. There are also Buddha statues of Bodhisattvas and Buddhas.

Flying fire meteor, Immortal One Finger, Qianyang Burning World, Wanjian Leiyin, Xinghe Jianchen, Five-eing Sword Wheel, Void Fantasy Killing, many sword moves came out one by one, and suddenly turned this virtual mountain into a sea of sword light, especially the empty magic killing, escaping through the void, killing invisibly, and completely disrupting the position of Puxian.

Fang Daoming is addicted to the grinding of kendo, and his soul is becoming more clear and high. There seems to be a loud shout in the Yuanshen, "I don't seek thousands of arrays, I don't ask for all kinds of Taoisms, I only want that pure sword, my heart is my sword, my sword is my heart, one sword is broken by ten thousand methods, one sword ten thousand magics, one sword chaos opens, one sword creates bright! "

His eyes are suddenly bright, like sword spirit. At this moment, his swordsmanship has reached the peak. It is no longer an attempt to suppress Pu Xian, nor is it the pursuit of eternal free, but only the peak glory of this moment. His glory is the glory of the sword. Under the gradually gray eyes of the jade monk Puxian, Fang Daoming forced to cut off this solid virtual Foshan, which was as an iron barrel, a road to the sky. He was extraordinary. Between the bullets and command sleeves, the Buddha's ashes and smoke disappeared. Even Bodhisattvas and Buddhas could not be this pure sword and turned into nothingness one after another.

When Puxian, the jade monk, saw that Fang Daoming was getting closer and closer, he gradually pushed to the top, so he made up his mind and made up his last step. However, seeing his low chanting of Buddhist scriptures, all the Buddhas around him returned to his body, and the virtual Buddha also began to take back those bodhisattvas and Buddhas, becoming smaller and smaller.

In a few breaths, Fang Daoming has stepped on the top of Xumi Mountain, only a few feet away from Puxian on the opposite side. The jade monk Puxian suddenly smiled and said, "After all, you are still here."

"I'm still here after all." The virtual Foshan under his feet is getting smaller and smaller. Although Fang Daoming is aware of it, he is not moved. The other party is a strange person of Bodhi Cave for thousands of years. If there are not some unique skills at the bottom of the box, it is absolutely impossible.

Xumi Foshan became smaller and smaller, and finally completely withdrew back to Puxian's body, and the two also fell to the flat ground. The jade monk Puxian's eyes lit up and recited, "The body is Xumi Mountain, and the heart is a bodhi tree. The three-life karma has been burned, which proves the bodhi fruit."

As soon as Pu Xian's voice fell, an inexplicable flame suddenly appeared all over his body, surrounding himself and burning. This flame is also strange to say that it contains three different types of fire, black and white and transparent. At the beginning, it was still very small, but a strange wind suddenly rose out of thin air, and the fire surged against the wind, which not only drowned Pu Xian in an instant, but also covered up with Fang Daoming, covering a radius of dozens of feet.

"The wind of samadhi disaster, the fire of the three lives." Fang Daoming's eyebrows moved, but he did not retreat, surrounded by the disaster. In this storm, the fire of Sanshengye quickly invaded Fang Daoming's yuan god, blowing the chaos and burning pain of his yuan god.

Fang Daoming did not move and allowed the disaster industry fire to invade the body, which really shocked the jade monk Puxian. The disaster industry he caused was different from others. This is the result of his continuous practice and thinking after he cultivated the realm of the primordial spirit. Only by experiencing such disaster and industry can he eliminate the three disasters and nine difficulties. The yuan god has no phase, which is the disaster of the realm. It is unknown whether he can avoid it.

However, Fang Daoming's next performance stunned him. The samadhi disaster wind around him gradually slowed down, and finally stopped, as if time was still. The three-life industry fire that burned his body actually created changes and gave birth to a variety of true flames. Finally, a roar turned into a drying oven of heaven and earth, covering Fang Daoming in it and exercising fiercely.

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