Martial Boss Chapter 1173

The battle became more and more anxious, but also more and more in favour of the Devil and the Buddha.

The Devil’s Qi and the Buddha’s power clashed with each other, greatly affecting the Pure Land unfolding in the sky, and causing the Buddha’s Dharma body to show more and more decadence.

In itself, Heart’s Edge could only briefly use the power of the Buddha’s Dharma body to deliver a blow to the outside world. Now it is because of this unfurling Pure Land that the Buddha’s Dharma body is directly brought into existence.

Once the Pure Land becomes unstable, the Buddha’s Dharma Body will have no choice but to retreat and will not be able to reappear in the world for a short period of time.

It can be said that if the battle continues like this, it is only a matter of time before the Demon Buddha is victorious.

But the more the moment came, the more cautious the Devil Buddha became. Not greedy for more, he acted cautiously, step by step, sucking the power of the Buddha’s Dharma body bit by bit.

In the same way as Qing Yu, the Devil Buddha did not think that the Buddha would not have a backhand. Moreover, compared to Qing Yu, the Devil Buddha, who was one with the Buddha on two sides, knew more about the Buddha’s mind.

[Make your move and exterminate those vultures from the Great Zen Temple.]

To the Buddha’s Dharma body, the Demon Buddha was cautious, while to the Buddhist vultures gathered at the Great Zen Temple, the Demon Buddha was striking with a heavy hand.

Over there, he was still carefully testing the waters, but over here, he was asking Qing Yu to strike and exterminate this group of Buddhist monks.

“Truly, I was made to wait well.” Qing Yu took a step in the air, shrinking into the ground and appearing in front of the Great Zen Temple.

“The six paths fall together, the devilish calamity is ten thousand, extradite Rudra!”

“Poor monk, One Page Book, has come to extradite you all to the Western World of Ultimate Bliss.”

A solemn holy aura filled the four directions, and the Brahma seal on his brow blossomed with the power of endless wisdom and Buddhist teachings, causing all the monks who witnessed Qing Yu’s figure to feel the urge to kneel down and sit down, going to the Western Paradise of Bliss.

“Daoist monk Qing Yu, are you not afraid of being laughed at when you call yourself a poor monk as the head of the Daoist sect?”

The Mahayana Buddha’s light dispelled the solemn holy aura and removed the crowd from its influence, before the old monk, surrounded by the glazed divine consciousness, slowly walked on.

Wu Lai, the Abbot of Dharma Sangha, another supreme being of the Buddhist sect, chose to show himself to deal with Qing Yu head-on.

“When the poor dao has wiped you out, changed the Buddhist temple into a palace, the Sakya into a heavenly dharma, the Bodhisattva into a great master, the Luohan into a venerable one, and the monk into a virtuous one, and let you Buddhists keep your hair and crown and execute the brief, and see who will laugh at that time.” Qing Yu’s face did not change as he lightly said the heart-breaking words.

His words were extremely likely to happen. As long as the main force of the Buddhist sect gathered here was destroyed today, the rest of the remnants would be of no consequence.

At that time, the reform will start with the Northern Zhou, and when a place is captured, the local Buddhist temple will be converted into a Daoist temple. As long as there is no trace of the existence of the Buddhist sect in more than half of the world, the rest of the world will be converted by the Buddhists without the need for Qing Yu’s action.

People are always more aware of the times, and those who are able to remain faithful to the end of their lives are a minority after all.

As for those who would rather die than give in, then let them die.

He knew that Qing Yu’s words were feasible, so he looked solemn and burned his blood with the intention of dying, “I know that I am no match for the Taoist monk, but to protect the righteousness of my sect, I will die today.”

The transparent flame slowly enveloped his whole body, and his aura grew stronger and stronger as his divine sense coalesced into the Mahayana Heavenly Wheel, slowly rotating and interweaving the boundless Buddhist principles within it.

“The Buddha is pure and pure, the worldly Arya. Daoist monarch, let’s go with the old ca*sock to reincarnation.”

Burning his essence blood, he also scorched the root of his divine consciousness in exchange for dragging Qing Yu into reincarnation.

In fact, even if there was a reincarnation, Wulai would not be able to enter it, for there was only one outcome for him, that is, his soul would be scattered.

And the so-called dragging Qing Yu into the reincarnation ——

In the darkness, it seems that a thousand lifetimes have pa*sed through the sea of consciousness, and boundless memories have rushed to the mind.

In one life, after years of practicing Daoist Kung Fu, he was once broken by the woman in white, and since then his soul has been overwhelmed and he can no longer meditate. On a bright moonlit night, he blasphemed a beautiful woman in the flowers.

In another life, he grew up in a hooker’s house, and since he was a child, he has been groping around and doing everything he can. But a new life, different from the past, was opened up by a moment of opportunity, and since then it has been unstoppable, fighting against powerful officials and confusing beauty ——

In another life, he took the golden elixir of longevity out of greed, melted phoenix blood into his life, and played with the world for a thousand years, claiming to be a god, and eventually died in a Buddhist temple.

The memories of the many people Qing Yu absorbed are all transformed into his reincarnation, allowing his soul to experience countless years in a matter of seconds, and all his lives are turned into shackles, dragging Qing Yu into the red dust and lust, completely sinking.

Originally, Qing Yu would not have had these life experiences, after all, all he had absorbed was his martial arts perceptions.

However, Qing Yu himself knew most of these characters’ life experiences, or at least the outline of their lives. In this way, after being exposed to the light of the Arya Consciousness, he made up countless scenes in his memory of these characters’ outlines, allowing Qing Yu to enter into their reincarnation.

The later the characters are, the longer the years they have experienced, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of years, the years flowing by like water, and later even the Arya Consciousness Light is unable to continue, making it difficult for them to continue to reincarnate.

In the outside world, on the other hand, only an instant has pa*sed.

The crowd only saw transparent flames ignite on Wulai’s body, and then the Dhyana Heavenly Wheel flashed, Qing Yu’s eyes closed and then opened again, and the young figure exuded an ancient and vicissitudes aura.

Those were the traces left by the years.

“A few thousand years of great dreams,” Qing Yu’s eyes contained an endless oldness, “the monk is quite capable.”

In that very moment, Qing Yu had experienced at least ten thousand years of years. This was not a mere martial arts insight, but a complete life.

Thanks to the blessings of the countless anime he had seen in his previous life, Qing Yu had even made up for those lives in a very complete way, from birth to death, everything was created and derived from the combination of Qing Yu’s own thoughts and the Arya Sense Light.

“It’s a pity to die with this kind of ability.” Qing Yu said with his hands in the air.

Of all the enemies he had encountered, Monk Wulai was not the strongest, but he was the most capable. That endless reincarnation was something that a different person might not be able to resist.

“But, after all, it is difficult to helpless the Daoist Monarch, isn’t it?”

Wu Lai revealed a bitter smile as he sat cross-legged in the air, the transparent flames on his body beginning to burn his skin and flesh and blood.

As the exterior burned away inch by inch in the flames, what was revealed was a golden skeleton, revealing the aura of perfect immortality.

But in the next instant, this golden skeleton also turned into golden powder and slowly dissipated, leaving a little flame of divine consciousness in its place, which slowly began to die out.

The Arya Consciousness Light that could reach Qing Yu was not that easy to cast, and for that one strike, Wu Lai burned everything he had.

If Qing Yu’s mind had not reached the state of Eternal Self-Realisation, the state of Tai Shang Yi forgetfulness, there is a real possibility that he would have fallen in this encounter.

In the end, even the scattered bits of divine consciousness were scattered into nothingness, and there was no trace of them at all.