Chapter 88 The world is empty, yet it can contain all things!
"The world is empty and can contain all things.

The sun, the moon, the stars, the mountains, the rivers, the earth, the springs, the streams, the grass and the forests.

Evil people, good people, evil laws, good laws, heaven and hell, everything in the ocean.

Mount Sumeru and other mountains are all in the air, and the nature of human beings is empty, so is it..."

Under the towering dome of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, a solemn figure stands.

He was a great monk, and his figure looked extremely sacred and noble.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the golden sunlight fell on him, as if covering him with a layer of brilliant golden light.

One hand is pointing upwards to the boundless blue sky.

One hand reaches down, touching the solid earth,
It symbolizes the communication and integration between heaven and earth.

The monk was wearing a cassock, which is an extremely precious and gorgeous robe in Buddhism.

The cassock is embroidered with gold thread, the pattern is intricate and exquisite, and every stitch and thread embodies the craftsman's hard work and wisdom.

The edges of the robes are inlaid with various gems, which sparkle brightly under the sunlight, emitting a jeweled and dazzling glow, just like the brightest stars in the night sky.

The monk's face is kind and solemn, and his eyes reveal deep compassion and wisdom.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised in a smile, and that smile was full of love and tolerance for all living beings.

He exudes a mysterious and solemn aura that makes people feel awe and closeness involuntarily.

What’s even more magical is that with every movement of the monk, a faint Buddhist sound seems to permeate the air.

The Buddhist music was clear and ethereal, as if it came from the distant sky, and as if it sounded gently in everyone's ears.

It has a magical power that can cleanse people's hearts and make people feel a sense of tranquility and peace in an instant.

On the edge of the square, more and more ordinary people are attracted by the figures of the monks and the Buddhist sounds.

They all stopped and watched.

Some people even knelt on the ground, clasped their hands together, and prayed devoutly.

Shouting loudly for the Buddha to come,

The sounds rose and fell, echoing in the sky above the Wanfo Temple.

With the movements of the monks and the spread of Buddhist sounds, the atmosphere of the entire square became more and more solemn and sacred.

People seemed to be in a otherworldly world, feeling unprecedented shock and emotion.

At this moment, the Wanfo Temple seemed to have become the spiritual sustenance of all living beings and the most sacred existence in their hearts.

Li Fuyin took a deep breath, his brows revealing a firmness and determination.

She whispered to herself, "Let me give it a try."

As soon as she finished speaking, her body moved and jumped lightly, like a dancing butterfly.

Eight jade-white wings slowly spread out behind him, and each feather sparkled with a soft and sacred light, containing the purest power between heaven and earth.

The wings drew elegant arcs in the air, emitting a mixture of white and golden light.

Li Fuyin is made to look like a goddess descending to earth.

Li Fuyin raised his hand and swung it violently at the monk sitting cross-legged in the sky.

In an instant, the feathers on the wings behind her fell off one after another, turning into countless sharp blades that flashed with cold light and shot towards the monk.

However, the monk seemed to have seen through everything.

His face was still as calm as water, with one hand pointing to the sky and the other to the ground, as if he was having a conversation with the heaven and earth.

The Buddha's light gathered around him, transforming into a huge golden bell, blocking all those blade-like feathers. The clanging sound of metal colliding was endless, but the golden bell remained motionless, indestructible.

Seeing this, Li Fuyin frowned, unwilling to give up.

So he mobilized his own mental power, and the air around him instantly became heavy, solidified by an invisible force.

The air began to press towards the golden bell, trying to crush it.

The light on the golden bell became brighter and brighter, as if it was trying its best to resist this force.

The two forces collided fiercely in the air, making a deafening roar.

finally,
Li Fuyi shook his head helplessly, the wings behind him swayed gently, and he fell back to the ground.

She looked at the golden bell that stood tall in the sky, her heart filled with helplessness and confusion: "I can't even break his defense, who is this monk from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple?

I thought that Tang Sanzang was already the strongest person in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. No wonder the Kangaroo Group only joined forces with the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and did not dare to have the intention of swallowing them up. "

At this time, Yang Jian walked forward, he exhaled, and there was a firmness and confidence between his brows.

He said, "Leave this man to me."

After saying that, he slowly closed his eyes, and a crack suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

But surprisingly, no blood flowed.

I saw his flesh slowly moving toward the sides, and something was squeezing out of it.

Finally, an upright eye slowly squeezed out from the gap.

This eye is different from others. It is not horizontal but vertical, and contains some mysterious power.

There is a bright light in his eyes that can see through all illusions.

Yang Jian opened his eyes, and his upright eye looked towards the golden bell in the sky.

Then he strode out with big strides, and at the same time, the upright eye began to vibrate continuously.

Then, a thin gray light shot out from the eyes at a speed that was jaw-droppingly fast.

In just a blink of an eye, the ray of light had already hit the golden bell.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly indestructible golden bell only trembled twice and was not broken by the light.

An embarrassed expression appeared on Yang Jian's face.

The vertical eye between his eyebrows is his trump card and the power he is proud of.

Facing this monk from Wanfo Temple, the killer weapon did not have much effect.

Yang Jian couldn't help but start to have the same doubts as Li Fuyin: Who on earth is this monk?
Why is his defense so strong that even his own trump card cannot break through it?
Su Jing gave orders decisively, his voice revealing an unquestionable firmness: "Quickly eliminate the monks on the periphery one by one, we have to continue to go deeper.

It is still unclear whether there are other masters hidden in the depths of Wanfo Temple.

If it was just Tang Sanzang and the monk in heaven, the Kangaroo Group wouldn't be so wary."

Before he finished his words, Su Jing jumped up like an arrow.

The black light surged in his body, winding out like running water in the dark night, quickly lingering around his body, and gradually condensed into a black robe.

This robe is not of ordinary use, it is engraved with runes that are difficult to decipher.

They are like living tadpoles, swimming freely on the robes, exuding a strange and mysterious aura, full of vitality and spirituality.

Su Jing stepped on the void, his figure floating around like a ghost in the dark night.

During this period of time, through his unremitting efforts, his realm has leaped from Ghost General to Ghost King level, and at the same time he has gained new talents and abilities!
(End of this chapter)