Miao Kong closed the System Interface and looked up at the mountain.
"Venerable One, such demons have already become a force to be reckoned with. Venerable One can just report this matter to the Heavenly Court.”
Polo Zhi said this beside Miao Kong. Her meaning was clear. The tree demon was like a turtle shell now, and it could not be broken even if they fought. If they dragged on, it would revive with full health, and they would lose one combat strength.
There was no way to fight.
He might as well leave first and report it to the Heavenly Court's Devil-rinsing Department.
Miao Kong shook his head and did not speak. Instead, he took off his monk robe, leaving only a clean and neat short fight.
"Mage?"
"Polo Zhi, you should step back.”
Miao Kong said as he stepped forward.
Miao Kong raised his head and looked at the towering mountain of trees. He then took a horse stance at the foot of the mountain.
Polo Zhi looked at Miao Kong's back in confusion. This little sorcerer was obviously a xiuzhe who was skilled in divine arts, not a warrior monk who trained his body.
However, looking at his current actions, was he trying to forcefully shake the tree mountain that the tree demon had transformed into?
Yes, this was obviously the Tree Demon's trump card. As long as it was broken, it would be at the mercy of others.
But could Miao Kong do it?
How could a teenager who had yet to form his Innate Ability have the strength of a Vajra?
However, Polo Zhi didn't say much. She had already advised him. She was just a part-time worker. If the boss didn't listen to her advice, she had no other choice.
"Phew…"
Miao Kong slowly let out a breath of turbid air and steadily got into the horse stance.
"Ha!"
The young monk let out a breath, and his entire body emitted a scorching golden aura flame.
These golden flames rose and condensed into a Dharma Idol behind Miao Kong?
It had four heads, seven arms, a green face, and fangs. It held a trident, a treasured sword, and a treasured pestle.
Fa Xiang's red hair fluttered in the wind, his lower teeth pursed his upper lip, and he looked angry.
That's what I'm doing.
Vajra Rage Deity Dharma!
"Break!"
Miao Kong shouted and punched the root of the mountain.
The Vajra Rage Deity Dharma behind him also moved. A fist the size of a water tank smashed forward!
"Buzz!"
Pure air waves spread in all directions, and the two-thousand-foot-tall tree mountain began to tremble!
Polo Zhi looked at him blankly. The gentle and quiet little monk had disappeared and was replaced by a Blood Qi King Kong!
However, what kind of divine ability was this?
Diamond Sutra? Demon Subduing Scripture? Sarira Sutra?
Neither! It didn't match!
An absurd guess that was most suitable for the scene in front of her suddenly appeared in Polo Zhi's mind.
"Break!"
Miao Kong roared once again and threw another punch!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
"Kacha! Kacha!"
The sound of the mountain shaking and the sound of the tree roots breaking sounded almost at the same time!
A human-sized, hideous crack appeared on both sides of Miao Kong's fist!
The mountain was broken!
"Rise!"
Miao Kong raised both arms, and his Dharma Idol moved along with it. All eight arms exerted strength at the same time and hugged the mountain in front of him!
The Dharma Idol was five feet tall and was originally extremely mighty, but in the face of a two-hundred-foot-tall mountain, it still seemed small and immature.
But now, this Vajra Fury Deity Dharma Idol, which was derived from Miao Kong, had lifted the mountain!
"Boom!"
The ground under Miao Kong's feet sank, and even his ankles sank into the ground.
Above his head, the Wisdom King Dharma Idol was carrying a mountain on its shoulders. Against the mountain, the Dharma Idol looked like an ant, but it was this ant that was moving the mountain!
As the mountain peak shifted, a banyan tree about thirty meters tall, weakly wrapping around Yaksha Modosa, was revealed.
However, Polo Zhi didn't care at all. She stared at Miao Kong and muttered in disbelief.
" Circling around the mountains is the Four Directions Domain. The people of Manchu make the divine feet like big eyes, filling the three thousand worlds one by one. It is not as powerful as the Tathagata's divine power. It is a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, a hundred million times, a billion times. It is the power of the Tathagata's divine feet.”
"This…this is the Buddha's Mountain Shifting Scripture!”
Polo Zhi's beautiful eyes widened and she subconsciously took two steps back. She murmured as if she was asking herself,""In our Buddhist Sect, there doesn't seem to be any divine power that exists based on this scripture, right?”
"I didn't before, but I do now."
The crazy monk had appeared behind Polo Zhi at some point, holding a wine gourd and drinking wine. His eyes were no longer as playful and casual as before.
At this moment, the crazy monk's eyes were like lightning, suffused with a glass-like Buddha's light. It was as if there was a supreme dragon hidden in his eyes.
"And you are?"
"Asura's women greet Arhat!”
Polo Zhi suddenly woke up and bowed.
The crazy monk ignored her and just looked at Miao Kong in the distance.
"It's indeed the Strongman Mountain Shifting Scripture!"
To him, moving a thousand feet tall mountain was like moving a pile of dirt.
However, that was brute force, relying on tyrannical magic power. However, Miao Kong was different.
What Miao Kong used was a divine art!
A divine power that relied on Buddhist scriptures but had never existed before!
In other words, this was a divine ability that Miao Kong had created and comprehended himself!
The last Buddhist disciple who did this was the Sanzang Merit Buddha, who had comprehended the Dharma Form and Consciousness Divine Power through Sanzang's comprehension!
However, even the Sandal Merit Buddha had already achieved success when he comprehended the divine power. He had walked 108,000 miles and experienced 81 difficulties before he achieved it!
As for Miao Kong?
He was just a teenager!
He was just a novice monk who had yet to finish his apprenticeship!
However, he had achieved the same achievement as the Sandalwood Merit Buddha! The difference between them was obvious!
"Fahai, you're really lucky.”
The crazy monk sighed as if he was muttering to himself.
On the other side.
Miao Kong didn't notice the crazy monk. He slowly let out a breath of turbid air. The Dharma Idol of the Wise Ruler behind him dropped the mountain and then slowly dissipated.
An indescribable sense of emptiness spread from all over his body.
"Glass Prajna Wheel!"
Miao Kong used the last of his magic power to condense a glazed wheel and cut off the roots that were wrapped around Modosa.
"Roar!"
As soon as Modosa was freed, he pounced on the banyan tree as if he was taking revenge. He began to destroy it with both his hands and mouth.
Miao Kong didn't bother with him anymore.
In Modosa's hands, Granny Tree Demon was already dead.
Instead, he walked in another direction.
Lanruo Temple had been destroyed, but there was still a small piece of wreckage left in the Hall of Great Strength.
The broken statue of Buddha was leaning against the wall.
In front of the statue sat a thin and shriveled figure.
It was the round Pharaoh monk.
He was actually still alive during the chaos just now.
Miao Kong walked over and clasped his hands behind the old monk.
"I used to be a farmer."
the round Pharaoh monk suddenly said.
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