Chapter 215 Down the White Tiger

The golden sphere brewing in Moke's body is constantly rotating, and the interior seems to be filled with too much sharp and killing Gengjin killing, which actually makes a tsunami-like loud noise. However, at this moment, Moke's body is like a diamond casting, extremely deep, as strong as a diamond, and really has a trace of immortality.

There is a saying that if it is not broken, it will be broken and then stand, and the world will be invincible.

Moke's big glazed diamond body almost completely collapsed, but it integrates the purest essence of Geng gold. At this time, the refining method of his body secretly running is still the big glazed diamond body, but there is a change, which is many times stronger.

Throughout the day, Moke's body has gathered too much Gengjin qi, but for the huge Shura Valley, it is still a small breath that can't hurt the root. However, at this moment, Moke is no longer afraid of the spirit of Gengjin. Sitting in it, he actually coexists perfectly with the spirit of Gengjin.

His heart is still immersed in that mysterious and incompetent realm, with no sadness or joy on his face and solemnity.

"Woo-woo..."

A more and more surging sound came out. Inside the smooth and strong golden ball, there was a sharp and violent force, brewing and accumulating. Finally, a shocking roar suddenly passed through it!

"Roar!"

The huge roar of this life, full of endless killing and wildness, suddenly burst in Moko's heart, making his trance mind slightly shaken and began to move.

With this life sweeping the heart, like the roar of thousands of thunder bombers, a huge white tiger with long hair, majestic and fiercely rushed out. This white tiger is very illusory. It seems to be a peerless ferocious brewed by the golden beads. The tiger's eyes flashed with blood, and a breath of killing filled the soul was born.

"Roar..."

made a shocking tiger roar, and this white tiger shadow, carrying a vast and frightening breath of killing, came fiercely towards Moke's heart.

In the wilderness, there is a legend that when the heavens and the earth were opened, an extremely strong five-de unicorn was born. Together with the Phoenix Zulong, they once guarded the famine for hundreds of millions of years. Later, for some reason, he left the flood. However, before leaving, some essence from the body was taken and the Kirin family was born, and one of its splits was divided and disintegrated into four famous mythical beasts.

These four mythical beasts are Qinglong, White Tiger, Rosefinch and Xuanwu. Among them, the Western white tiger evolved the spirit of Gengjin and killed.

The golden beads brewed in Moke's body, in which too many Gengjin breath of killing and killing, unexpectedly gathered together, giving birth to a virtual shadow similar to intelligence, the virtual shadow of the western mythical beast white tiger.

"Amitabha... Down the white tiger!"

In the face of the fierce white tiger, Moke has a feeling of emptiness and infinite vastness in his heart. He has just realized the true meaning of King Kong and has a looming connection with the breath of Gengjin in the whole Shura Valley. At this moment, he is running and wants to subdue the white tiger with great determination.

subdued the virtual shadow of the white tiger, and this golden bead, among which the huge Gengjin killing breath, was all controlled and used by itself.

"Peng!"

The white tiger's virtual shadow rushed wildly, and Moke's heart sat like an ancient Buddha and did not move. However, he waved his hand and showed the seal of Dafan Bodhisattva's wish in his hands, and recited the Dafan Sutra in his mouth, trying to subdue the white tiger. However, the white tiger shadow was so fierce that it rushed back directly and was evenly matched with Moke.

In fact, although it is said to be a close rivalry, in fact, Moke has steadily gained the upper hand. At this moment, he is not sad or happy, and his heart has vaguely grasped a kind of great wisdom of Buddhism. No matter how the White Tiger attacks and kills, he can't help him at all.

However, what makes Moko helpless is that he can't help the white tiger.

This is a kind of spiritual confrontation, and the method of spiritual practice that Moke knows can only be used. As for his free wind steps, turtle snake python fists, etc., it can't be used at all.

Huh? That's right!"

When the white tiger rushed again, Moke's heart was shocked, and a picture appeared in his heart. This picture is exactly the Buddha in the jade Buddha beads, and he doesn't know the name of the other party. Moke just learned the big glazed diamond Dharma body from it, as well as a profound and obscure Bodhi scripture.

The Bodhisattva in the jade is strong and unparalleled, like an angry King Kong, stepping on a black turtle, holding a python in his hand, and posing as Confucius is very powerful as the power of heaven and earth. More importantly, its posture is likely to be a kind of spiritual operation that can be used for spiritual struggle.

thinking about this, Moke sat in the void like a Buddha, thought about the method of King Kong, and gradually merged with the spirit of Gengjin in the whole Shura Valley, while constantly recalling every posture of the Bodhisattva.

With the continuous aftertaste, Moke's mind flashed again under a simple and green bodhi tree. A muscular Buddha sat on the plate, just a posture, which gave people a breath of full of heaven and earth and dominance. This breath seems to come from his golden body.

The sitting Buddha holds a giant snake in his right hand, and there seems to be traces of a python on its back. The dragon and snake intersect, and with its supreme momentum, it pinches out a strange fingerprint with both hands, giving people a sense of infinite power.

Dominance! Invincible! Kong Wu! Immortal!

Moke's aftertaste became more and deeper into it, and gradually, some inspiration began to flash.

"Boom!"

In Moke's heart, he suddenly stood up, like the big Buddha. His right hand suddenly stretched out, and the dragon and snake were entangled and magical, and collided with the shadow of the white tiger.

"Roar..."

made a sad roar, and the white tiger's shadow retreated, a little illusory, but in the tiger's eyes, it was more and more flickering and fierce, and the more brave it became. Without hesitation, the white tiger shadow attacked and killed again fiercely.

However, what greeted him was a strange fingerprint, with two hands and ten fingers clasping together, and the thumb pressed on the fists, and the roots were powerful, like a dragon rushing to the sky.

"Rumble.....

Once again, the white tiger shadow was repelled.

"So... So that's it..."

With the display of this move, Moke's mind flashed and he had a deeper understanding. Although he is still obscure and ignorant of the Bodhi Sutra, he has a deep understanding of this immortal move to resist the strong enemy.

The Buddha handed down three thousand Buddhist scriptures, which is known as a beautiful one who understands the highest and profound places, and can become Buddhas. Despite this, only more than 300 of these scriptures contain 3,000 roads, and they are inherently strong. Although the highest and profound points of Buddhist practice can be bypassed, there are still strengths and weaknesses in the three thousand Buddhist scriptures.

The Great Sanskrit Sutra is obviously weaker than this mysterious Bodhi Sutra.

Moke kept speculing and exerting, and understanding more and more in his heart, but the white tiger shadow was defeated in another attack, making a helpless roar, a sound, a complete collapse, and disappeared invisible.

It was not until the white tiger shadow disappeared that Moke reacted and sighed in his heart.

At this time, his heart felt a slight sensation, that is, the golden beads, round and strong as King Kong, and there was a fierce murderous atmosphere inside, which was extremely fierce. However, under the sweep of Moco's Buddhist knowledge, it is extremely docile and even has a flattering taste.

At the same time, Moko's heart actually gave birth to a feeling of flesh and blood, as if the golden bead was his own child.