The Buddha's incarnation stretched out a palm and pressed down on Ksitigarbha.
Ksitigarbha smiled faintly. His body did not move, and his magic power did not change at all.
The Buddha's hand fell and actually went straight through Ksitigarbha's body.
"How is that possible? Why isn't Buddha helping me?" Samantabhadra Bodhisattva turned pale with fright. The World Cleansing Spell was useless against Ksitigarbha.
Ksitigarbha said calmly," I'm not a devil. I don't have any evil thoughts in my heart. The World Cleansing Spell is naturally useless."”
" How is that possible? Your words just now…"
"I'm just carrying out justice on behalf of the heavens." Ksitigarbha paced in the air and headed toward Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.
"Alright, let's compete with the Buddhist Dharma.”Samantabhadra put his palms together.
Suddenly, a golden light flashed on his body, and a golden halo appeared behind him.
Golden light filled the sky and covered the entire Spirit Mountain.
The Golden Wheel of Merits was the ultimate profound meaning of Buddhism. Only Buddhist disciples who had cultivated the Golden Body of Merits had it.
The Golden Wheel of Virtue was indestructible and was the strongest defensive and suppressive divine power of the Buddhist Sect.
Ksitigarbha looked at the golden wheel with interest and chuckled.
"Samantabhadra, your dojo is in the human world, and this poor monk's dojo is in the eighteen levels of hell. In terms of merit, how can you compare to me?”
After saying that, Ksitigarbha suddenly turned into a radiant sun. The golden wheel behind him covered the sky and the sun. It was many times larger than Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's golden wheel.
Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's golden wheel was like a glistening light in front of the radiant sun, unable to withstand a single blow.
"Ah! Buddha, save me!" Samantabhadra screamed and was sent flying on the spot.
" Amitabha..." A Buddhist chant came from the Spirited Mountain. It sounded like a great bell, and its voice resonated in the hearts of the people.
"Amitabha. Greetings, Buddha." In the sky of the Spirited Mountain, countless Buddhist disciples bowed in the direction of the voice.
A figure flew up from the highest point of the Spirited Mountain.
He sat cross-legged on the lotus throne, wearing a golden kasaya. He had a round face and long ears. He was dignified and friendly, accepting the worship of all the Buddhist disciples.
He first threw out a golden kasaya, which turned into clouds and mist, covering the entire sky above the Spirited Mountain and concealing the movements here. Then, he looked down at Ksitigarbha Demon King.
"Ksitigarbha, since you've betrayed Buddhism, I'll take back your Golden Wheel of Merit.”
Gautama Buddha stood up and stepped barefooted in the void. Every step he took produced lotuses, and his appearance was solemn.
He held an ordinary-looking golden alms bowl in his hand and suppressed Ksitigarbha.
Wherever the golden bowl went, it tore through the void and grew in the wind, enveloping Ksitigarbha's golden wheel of Buddhist light.
Ksitigarbha looked at Gautama Buddha and said disdainfully,""This poor monk wanted to give up this golden wheel, but your true body didn't come, and this good corpse isn't qualified.”
" It's enough to suppress you."
Boom!
The Good Corpse Rulai held the golden alms bowl in his hand and suppressed Ksitigarbha, pressing down on the pure land like another spiritual mountain.
"Just this?" A question mark appeared on the bald heads of all the Buddhist disciples. Didn't they just say that they were going to kill the Six Sages?
Kacha!
It was as if something had broken.
All the Buddhist disciples were shocked and looked at the golden alms bowl in the pure land.
There was actually a crack on the bottom of the Connate Numinous treasure bowl, and a faint golden light seeped out of it.
Gautama Buddha's expression did not change. He pressed his palms together and chanted the eight characters.
Eight large words that represented the supreme profound meaning of Buddhism appeared in the air. Golden light flickered and was dazzling.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The eight words fell one after another and were imprinted on the bottom of the alms bowl, continuing to suppress Ksitigarbha.
"Cultivate my battle sword, kill my way up to the nine heavens, and with my hot blood, press forward with indomitable will.”
An ancient battle song rang out, and the golden alms bowl shook continuously. Wisps of sword will penetrated the golden alms bowl and instantly pierced through the few Buddhist disciples in the sky.
"Not good!" Gautama Buddha was greatly alarmed. He felt that there was already a supreme weapon attacking the golden alms bowl from within, and it was about to be unable to suppress it.
What shocked him the most was that the aura coming out of the golden bowl was that of a Quasi-Sage!
"This fellow cultivates the Buddhist Dharma, so why are his methods so fierce? The four Immortal Slaying Swords are only so-so, right?”
Buddha Rulai was a Treasure Daoist in his previous life and had countless treasures. This golden alms bowl was his treasure to verify his Dao and was the one he valued the most. How could he dare to destroy it just like that?
"Suppress! Suppress! One! Tsk!" Golden Buddhist light erupted from Gautama Buddha's body and condensed into a huge hand that covered the entire Spirited Mountain in the air. It covered the golden alms bowl as the second layer of seal.
"With my hot-bloodedness! Indomitable!"
Although Ksitigarbha was suppressed in the golden bowl, his monstrous fighting spirit pierced through the heavens and the earth, breaking through the clouds.
Puff! Puff!
Under this undying fighting spirit, the Buddhist disciples with lower realms were rushed by the fighting spirit. Hot blood gushed out of their bodies, and their entire bodies exploded into a bloody mist.
In an instant, the spiritual mountain and Buddhist land seemed to have turned into an ancient wasteland, filled with a ferocious and bloody aura.
Under the impact of the fighting spirit, the golden hand was the first to break through.
The Eight Character Mantra followed closely behind, shattering one by one, revealing that crack.
Through the crack, all the Buddhist disciples could feel it.
There was an inextinguishable fighting spirit, as if it was telling an eternal story.
"Forget it! He really advanced to the Quasi-Saint Stage!" Gautama Buddha had a look of unwillingness on his face. With a wave of his hand, he withdrew the golden alms bowl.
Ksitigarbha appeared and sat in the Buddhist pure land. His figure was thin, but he was like an ancient war god.
He held a sword of light in his hand. Golden light flickered, and it was filled with the true meaning of Buddhism, but it was filled with killing intent.
" He actually…destroyed the golden wheel of virtue that he had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years and condensed it into a sword…"
Gautama Buddha turned pale with fright when he saw the sword.
No wonder the aura of a Quasi-Sage was coming from this sword of light.
It was condensed from hundreds of thousands of years of merit and surpassed all Connate Numinous treasures. It was not too much to become a Postnatal cardinal treasure.
What kind of boldness was this? This was truly an indomitable spirit, actually abandoning hundreds of thousands of years of bitter cultivation as if it were a shoe.
"What a pity. With hundreds of thousands of years of merit, I could have refined a perfect Postnatal spirit treasure.”
The Tathagata Buddha saw that this light sword was not stable and could only be used once.
"Ksitigarbha, put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. I have the Indestructible Golden Body to protect my body and can withstand the attack of a Connate Cardinal treasure.”
"If you kill my Buddhist Sect disciples and stain the Pure Land with blood, it will be a sin. When you are converted in the future, you will suffer a thousand kinds of pain.”
Ksitigarbha chuckled and pointed his sword at the Spirit Mountain."How is this a pure land? It's just a Shura Retreat. Today, This Penniless Monk will destroy this Spirit Mountain.”
Tathagata's expression changed drastically when he heard this. Ksitigarbha's target was not him or the Buddhist disciple, but Spirited Mountain.
"Guard the Spirit Mountain!" The injured Samantabhadra Bodhisattva shouted.
A light sword flew past like a meteor, piercing through the void and entering the Spirited Mountain in an instant.
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