C1069 Buddhism Eight Treasures Arhat
Zhongzhou.
The most powerful province in the world of the Nine Prefectures.
As the saying goes, Heaven's Pride in the world is divided into ten fights, Zhongzhou alone is divided into nine, and the other eight provinces are divided into one battle!
Zhongzhou was the true holy land of the martial way, filled with great sects, heaven's pride level experts were like rain!
In a mountain range far away from the Zhongzhou, mist lingered about. The scenery was beautiful, as though it was a paradise.
Another Buddhist chant enveloped the area. Boundless buddhist light shined brilliantly. A dense golden mist descended into the mountain stream, with no less than 10,000 lines!
Inside it, there were even countless Buddhist strange phenomena, like the gods and buddhas, manifesting themselves!
The boundless Buddhist light made this mountain range appear like a country of Buddha!
"Rumble!"
If one had a profound Martial Arts, they would be able to see through the mountain range and the spirit veins that were meandering thousands of miles were gathered at this mountain range!
These spirit veins were not supplying the mountain with spiritual energy.
Immense amounts of spiritual energy gathered together and turned into a rain of spiritual energy in the blink of an eye.
Within the mountain range, ancient temples were erected one after another.
Ancient green lamp, Buddha chant with a bass voice!
In this mountain range, there were countless buddhist cultivators.
There was a Zen Master who cultivated the path of the dragon and elephant, a Zen Master who cultivated the path of buddhist treasures, and a Zen Master in the red dust who had long azure lanterns!
This was the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect!
In the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, on top of a towering mountain, a grand and ancient temple stood upright.
Countless Chaos Energy circled around, if one looked carefully, they could see the surging nature spirit energy!
A majestic aura flowed about, and at the same time, there were many strange phenomena floating about. These were the eight supreme buddhist treasures.
Perhaps it was the Vajra Buddhist Staff, or the Buddhist Magic Subduing Pestle, or the Glazed Parasite Umbrella …
Boom!
At this moment, a terrifying aura abruptly rose from the ancient temple.
An unimaginable wave instantly surged like a vast ocean, engulfing the entire Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect!
However, the owner of this aura was extremely angry!
"Damn it!" "Damn it!"
With an angry roar, a middle-aged man wearing a monastic robe walked out of the ancient temple.
The middle-aged man's face was full of killing intent as his body was wrapped in an extremely frightening pressure!
Boom!
Under this pressure, the mountain range seemed to be of the first level. In the blink of an eye, the surrounding time seemed to have come to a standstill.
The man stood in the sky like a buddha sitting in a temple. His domineering aura was mixed with a sense of compassion.1
The moment the man appeared, several figures instantly shot out from the temples in the mountain range.
These were all Zen Masters from the Sect Leader of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and their auras were deep.
"Praise the Arhat Eight Treasures!"
The few venerated ones clasped their hands together and displayed buddhist rituals.
"Praise the Arhat Eight Treasures!"
All the disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect kneeled on the ground and respectfully kowtowed to the middle-aged man.
"Where is my Three-heaven Wheel?"
Arhat Eight Treasures's gaze was profound, as though it contained boundless rage and coldness.
Every time he spat out a word, the air would tremble and vibrate with his rage!
"Crack!"
In the end, even the void could not withstand it and exploded!
Buddhist Arhat, a saint of martial arts!
At the level of Saint Stage, the condensed dao principles within his body would cause his entire body's might to soar. With a single word, it could affect the laws of heaven and earth!
"This, this!"
A buddhist Zen master who was in charge of everything suddenly quivered and began sweating profusely.
He could hear the anger in Arhat Eight Treasures's voice and was naturally trembling with fear, not daring to even breathe loudly.
All the people below the Saint level were ants!
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