Chapter 950 Crossing Ten Thousand Ghosts to Play the Emperor's Palace

"It's a pity that I can't become a believer in the Buddha after all, although I have obtained these four methods as a peep in the tube, I have also seen a trace of the wonderful method...... I don't know, it is rumored that Shakyamuni enlightened under the Bodhi tree, what did he realize? Is it the same as what I see today......

As soon as his thoughts turned, Chu He had the idea of contemplating the Buddhist scriptures.

He knew that what he saw was only a drop in the bucket, although these four methods were known as the secret scriptures of Buddhism, but Buddhism has existed for countless years, and there must be more powerful scriptures.

However, these thoughts were only fleeting, and they were quickly cut off by Chu He.

Now that the incarnation of the divine soul is about to be completed, Chu He's spiritual power is extremely powerful, and it makes him know everything about himself well, the subtleties that were undetectable before, and the depths of his spiritual mind have made him see many things that he can't see.

"This son has such an understanding, and he has realized the truth of Buddha nature based on those three pages of sutras alone? …… Amazing, amazing! ”

Next to him, the light of approval in the eyes of Feng Tenglong, who had always observed the Chu River, flickered and moved, and his heart was even more shocked.

As he pondered, a gust of wind sounded in the cell again, and one by one the ghosts poured out of the walls.

"Huh? Not again? Okay, just take this opportunity to successfully cultivate these four methods! ”

Chu He, who was realizing his heart, suddenly woke up from this state, and looked at the ghosts and ghosts that appeared around him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The three pages of the main passage of the method of destroying the demons in the heart, the birth of liliang is also applicable to the other three scriptures, with this scripture can completely use the spells in the other three scriptures, so Chu He did not hesitate, pinched out a lotus treasure seal in his hand, and the scriptures sounded in his mouth again.

And at the same time, in his Purple Mansion, that Divine Soul incarnation suddenly moved, and it flew directly out of the Purple Mansion and jumped into the void above Chu He's head.

The sound of the Brahma sounded, and the light on the incarnation of the divine soul flickered, like a scorching sun, turning the surrounding prison that had become pitch-black and inky into light.

Under the illumination of this scorching sun-like light, many powerful ghosts became frightened, and in an instant, dozens of resentful souls were crossed, and one after another good thoughts were blessed on the incarnation of the divine soul.

Under the blessing of good thoughts, Liliang became stronger and stronger, and even the illusory figure gradually became condensed.

The ghosts only saw the Chu River, but they never saw the Wind Dragon, as if the Wind Dragon was a transparent person.

Gradually, the sound of gratitude in the prison exceeded the wail, and the dark green formation shrouded in the surface of the surrounding walls gradually became smoother.

Countless powerful ghosts were transformed by the Chu River and turned into pure power of good thoughts, blessing their bodies.

Soon, the Divine Soul incarnation completely stared, and it had turned into a real person, but its body was completely composed of Shan Nian Divine Soul, and it couldn't resist a trace of wind and rain at all, let alone leave the body and travel thousands of miles away.

With more and more blessings of good thoughts, Chu He's divine soul incarnation could no longer accommodate it, and the remaining liliang was sent into the Purple Mansion space.

Thundered!

Soon, under the dual-purpose of the Chu River, the good thoughts in the Purple Mansion space did not condense the gods and Buddhas again, but turned into mountains and rivers under the leadership of the Chu River.

Time passed little by little, Chu He had only one thought in his heart, to cultivate the three-page scripture, and he didn't know that under his continuous transformation, the unjust souls in the immortal prison of the Taimiao Sect were greatly reduced.

Airplanes!

I don't know how long it took, in the Purple Mansion of the Chu River, a huge mountain rose up in the sky, surpassing all the mountains inside, and on the top of this mountain, a palace of gold bricks and blue tiles gradually condensed and took shape.

As long as the palace is formed, the three-page scripture of the Chu River can be regarded as a small success.

The palace is the place where the gods and Buddhas are kept, and in terms of Buddhism, it is the Buddha hall of Sumeru Lingshan, which is the place where the Buddha is worshipped, and it is a sacred place.

However, Chu He directly changed the Buddha temple into a splendid palace.

Gong Yu is as vast as the sky, shining brightly, and under the blessing of more and more good thoughts, suddenly his whole body was shaken, and Gong Yu was completely manifested.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of mighty sounds sounded, and a domineering and boundless Nine Dragons Purple Gold Throne was placed in the palace, and on both sides of the throne, there were one hundred and eight seats, and above these seats, one by one, the figures swayed, but they did not evolve.

"Good! Good! Good! Buddhism uses this method to condense their own Sumeru Lingshan, in order to turn into a god and Buddha, to help themselves understand the Dharma, I will change it, into their own Jinluan Palace, in which I am the supreme, God and Buddha are ministers! ”

Looking at the condensed palace, Chu He's thoughts were so happy that he couldn't help but murmur softly.

With this palace taking shape, and his divine soul incarnation, he is not afraid of anyone's seizure and invasion of divine souls.

This is probably also the reason why no one in weishenme went to take away the Buddha's son!

The ghost qi outside was no longer as turbulent as before, and the liliang obtained by Chu He had even weakened.

He knew that this was due to the decrease in the spirit of the unjust spirit.

"Good fellows! This kid used these good thoughts to build his own gods and Buddhas, and he didn't even worry about cause and effect at all, is there really such a thing as cause and effect? …… Ay! I didn't expect the old man to encounter such a thing on a whim, it seems that this is really providential...... However, the gods and Buddhas constructed by this kid are equivalent to the primordial gods condensed by qi refiners, but the thoughts in them are mixed up......"

Feng Tenglong's eyes were vicious, and he saw through the advantages and disadvantages of Chu He's divine soul incarnation at a glance.

Although this divine soul incarnation has been staring, the thoughts in it are mixed, although they are condensed by good thoughts, but after all, it is not Chu He's own thoughts condensed, so it is still running with some subtle slackness, if you meet a wise cultivator, if you fight like this, it is Chu He who fails.

"That's it! If you help my Taimiao Sect purify the immortal prison, it can be regarded as a great benefit to the old man, and I will fulfill it with you! ”

Feng Tenglong was obviously not an ordinary monk, and at this moment, after seeing that the Immortal Hell Soul had been reduced by nearly eighty percent, he showed his extraordinaryness.

If Chu He carefully observed the Wind Soaring Dragon at this moment, he would definitely find that the breath that inadvertently flowed out of the Wind Soaring Dragon's body at this moment was not the breath of human immortal realm cultivation, but a divine breath, and the Wind Soar Dragon was at least a monk who stepped into the holy realm with half a foot.

After Feng Tenglong took his attention, a golden token appeared in his hand, and then he bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on the token.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, the light on the token flickered, and a thick and strong dragon qi was faintly released inside.

"The dragon of Taimiao, the way to help me, dissolve distracting thoughts, and turn the soul into a spirit!"

Feng Tenglong raised his eyes and looked at the divine soul incarnation above Chu He's head, and with a finger of his hand, a light dragon with the thickness of an arm flew out from the token, and submerged into Chu He's divine soul incarnation with a rush.