Chapter 277 Buddha's Incarnation

When Jinyang stood at the entrance of the ruins of the real Western world, his head was a little numb. The upper and lower directions were all temples of Buddhism. The infected bodhi trees and leaves turned brown. From afar, they were all these things, covered with these things.

In the middle of these temples, you can still see one or two dead arhats, wrapped in the breath of Jiuyou. They have not decayed for so many years. From time to time, you can see one or two monsters hunting in it.

"I thought the so-called entrance must be empty."

"That's how it is," Sun Lei was a little silent. Since the first generation of fighting against the Buddha, they have existed to protect the Buddha sect. Now they are working hard for the reconstruction of the Buddha sect. In the era of his birth, the Buddha sect has been like this for a long time. Even if they did not meet the grand occasion of the Buddhist sect, the reconstruction of the Buddhist sect is still his Wish, the long-cherished wish passed down.

"Let's go. Don't look. The Western world has been destroyed and the source that supports the world has been dispersed." Sun Lei shook his head and took the lead in walking into the relatively safer ruins that revealed decay, but with fewer faint breaths.

The rotten smell revealed by the still temple. Jinyang carefully looked at the scriptures engraved on the temples that had become history. Through the gate, he saw that the golden Buddha inside was already dark, and his compassionate face had long been gone.

Jinyang shook his head. Maybe those big Buddhas had become the most powerful demons, stabbed in this destroyed religion and reluctant to leave.

"Be careful."

Sun Lei walked ahead, and his eyes were also looking at the relic that had never been visited.

"Hmm." The silent Jinyang looked at the temple behind him. Sun Lei looked back at Jinyang and said, "Just now, that temple was the temple of the ancient strong Guanyin Bodhisattva, a sacred temple--" Sun Lei shook his head. Jinyang couldn't help looking back and fell behind the temple. He still remembered the standing golden phase, which had been It is not clear that men and women, the sacred eyes have long been covered by the dark decay.

A rotten Guanyin temple passed by, followed by different temples of big Buddhas, and even the temples of the five Buddhas.

I don't know how long they walked. The two did not leave quickly in this temple group, looking at the dusty Buddhas, not to mention defeating the Buddha and recognizing those predecessors who appeared in his inheritance.

The two also don't know how many temples they have seen. They know that an ordinary wall has been carved to the end of more than 3,000 Buddhas. The face of each Buddha is clearly visible. Even here, the face can still be clearly identified. The seven treasures of the Buddha sect are dotted on the top of the temple. Unfortunately, the seven treasures were destroyed during the war, and the only ones visible are those inlaid traces.

Jin Yang and Sun Lei walked into this temple side by side. The dark walls and tall temple gates are somewhat like walking into the demon's nest.

"Monkey, there seems to be a monster here." Jin Yang glanced at it and felt that there was a wrong atmosphere in the air. Jinyang stood at the gate of the temple and opened his mouth. Sun Lei walked in carelessly and said, "Yes, there is a big demon, but we walked to the temple gate of the Buddha. If we don't come in to worship, we can't say it."

Sun Lei said this and kept walking. Jinyang, who was standing at the door, heard the words and pondered for a moment. He was not a Buddhist. It didn't matter whether he could enter or not, but if Sun Lei wanted to enter, he had the right to wander around. As for the demons, he was not afraid.

Jinyang looked up at the Buddha decoration around him and stepped on the straight road that was originally a green brick, but now it has become a black brick, leading straight to the hall in the middle. Sun Lei didn't seem to see anything else. He held his head high and stepped into the hall dedicated to the Buddha.

"Three thousand Buddhas, five hundred arhats and eighteen Bodhisattvas are also worshipped here." Jinyang counted the Buddha statues on both sides one by one.

Before he finished counting all, he heard Sun Lei's cry: "Come in and say goodbye. Let's go quickly." Jinyang, standing outside the hall, was ready to pick up the stairs. When he heard the urging, he didn't think much about it and went in.

"Why did you come in?" Sun Lei stood in the middle of the hall. He was originally bowing his head and seemed to be in silence. Hearing the footsteps behind him, he turned his head and looked at Jin Yang and asked.

Jinyang, who walked into the hall, was a little uncomfortable all over his body, as if he was being monitored by something. Hearing Sun Lei's question, his expression immediately darkened.

"The demons here asked me to come in. Don't show up yet." Jin Yang's voice was fierce, and the power of the god appeared on his fist. Sun Lei looked at Jin Yang, sighed and said, "I didn't want to touch the monsters here."

He seemed to know what was in it. The golden staff appeared in his hand and pointed to the big Buddha in front of him and shouted, "Buddha's body, come out. If you want our life, then take some real skills." Sun Lei's voice shocked the rotten temple and almost collapsed.

"You little thing also came to disturb the Buddha."

Sitting in the middle of the hall, the Buddha, who was more than three feet high, clicked and opened from the middle, and a stench rushed out. The Buddha sprinkled on the ground, with his round and plump head facing down, fell in front of Jinyang.

At the same time, a golden black light spewed out, filling the hall for a moment.

"Be careful." Sun Lei kept retreating, and the sacred breath on his body collided with each other. Jin Yang stood in it and did not move. This impact was nothing to him.

"Is this what the Buddha's body has become?"

"I don't know. Maybe it was transformed by a Bodhisattva. Sun Lei looked at the cracked Buddha and didn't see anything inside come out for a long time. He doubted whether it was the Buddha's corpse.

"Oh."

Jin Yang glanced at Sun Lei behind him, but he wanted to see what it was. The Buddha had not seen it yet, and the body was also a good thing.

Jinyang bypassed the Buddha's head in front of him, quickly stepped forward and stepped on the Buddha's stone statue. Jinyang was not afraid of the things inside and looked inside the fracture with a big thorn.

"A bang." Jinyang, who stretched out his head, flew out. The whole Buddha statue was broken.

"Is it you who disturbs me?"

Sun Lei's golden hair standing at the gate of the hall suddenly stood up, standing in front of him with eight arms, holding Buddha beads, umbrellas, Falun, wheels and other Buddhist artifacts in his hands.

"Is this, this is the embodiment of the Buddha's anger, the demon King Kong?" Jinyang, who flew out, stared at this big guy in the air. Originally, he was bright and the incarnation of the sacred Buddha, but now it is dark, no different from the legendary cult Buddha.

Sun Lei's face was solemn and did not answer Jin Yang's words.

"Is that you?"

A guy like a cult Buddha, two feet tall, looked at Jin Yang floating in the air and shouted, "Is that you?" The eight magic weapons in their hands shine with black golden light, and waves spread out.

"Let's go. This is the monster transformed by the incarnation of Buddha."

Sun Lei looked at it for a while and seemed to understand this thing. Jin Yang returned to his side without asking again. Standing in the middle of the hall, the demonized King Kong, who was originally dedicated to the Buddha's position, stared at his eyes, and his body suddenly rushed to Jinyang.

"I'll meet him." Jin Yang laughed, and the power of the god on his fist was raised to the limit. The whining Black King Kong, the eight magic weapons in his hand, was not jealous. He waved it and spit out extraordinary flames with his four mouths.

"Good luck."

The two fought between the electric stone sparks for three or four rounds, and eight magic weapons danced in the air, and each time they were blocked back by Jinyang's arms.

The golden light in Sun Lei's eyes standing on the edge kept shooting at the Black King Kong fighting with Jinyang.

"The strength is not small, well, and the combustion of the flame is good, but the movement is a little slow, and these weapons are also good."

After a while of fighting, Jin Yang opened his mouth to comment, just like a pork seller commenting on everything.

"Wow, hoo, go to hell."

"Jinyang, go!"

Sun Lei saw that the situation was not good and reminded Jin Yang. Unfortunately, it was a little late. The demonized King Kong had eight arms and rushed up and held Jin Yang. The eight magic weapons were like seals, and the two were firmly suppressed inside.

"Would you like to play self-detonation?"

Jin Yang, who was still a little idle, darkened his face. King Kong, who was two feet tall, held him tightly with eight arms, leaving him no room to stretch at all.

"You get out of the way and don't care about me."

Jin Yang shouted, and all his strength came out. With this magical King Kong, he thought of hitting the depths of the hall. The breath of the underworld under his body vibrated endlessly, and a circle of underworld gas that was more horrible than the power of demonized King Kong burst out.

Sun Lei looked at Jinyang, who knocked over four or five big Buddhas, and retreated.

"Say it, what do you want to say?"

As soon as Sun Lei went out, Jin Yang stood and did not move. Holding him and about to explode, the magic King Kong relaxed his arms. Eight long arms surrounded Jinyang, and all the eight magic weapons above his head were still.

"I want you to take me out."

The demonized King Kong bred by the Buddha's body, and the light of wisdom flashed in his dark eyes. Jin Yang looked at him and said puzzledly, "This is almost the same as defeat of the Buddha."

"I don't want to die." The voice of Magic King Kong was a little dull, and he looked at Jin Yang and nodded heavily.

"What good do I have?" Jin Yang looked at the door of the temple.

"I can help you fight." Magicize the sound of the King Kong urn. Jin Yang was stunned when he heard the words, and then he carefully looked at the demonized King Kong.

Like the body cast in gold has turned black, you can faintly see the Buddha's inscription, which is exquisite and full of power. The eight arms are sharp weapons to defeat demons, which have been verified enough to limit the freedom of the transformation of your body. Although it is only a quarter of an hour at most, you can still see his strength. . As for the eight magic weapons hovering overhead, Jin Yang estimated that it was also a treasure for demons.

"Yes. How can I take you out?

Jin Yang agreed to take this guy, but when he saw this big guy, Zhang Er, and there was great power in his body, he did not dare to put it directly in his body.

" Just take me away."

As soon as the magic King Kong arm was closed, the eight magic weapons still above his head fell into his hand.

"I will fall asleep again and wake me up when fighting. I can resist a powerful Bodhisattva." After the magic King Kong said, Zhang Er's body shrank, with eight arms on all sides, holding magic weapons, and was extremely majestic.

"And powerful, even the incarnation of Buddha, King Kong is afraid. It seems to be careful." Jin Yang muttered to himself, and he couldn't help thinking of the voice calling himself in.