Honghuang: I took the oath to be the strongest Buddha

Mount Meru’s sudden aura hurricane woke up the Junti Immortals who were in retreat.

Jun Ti turned his head and looked through the temple.

“Brother broke through again?

He has already cultivated the Dharma Body Buddha and the Body Buddha, is this breakthrough a Buddha who should be cultivated? ”

Cultivating a Buddha is equivalent to cutting off one’s own corpse.

It means that the lead breaks through to the quasi-saint post.

“Brother is powerful, Lao Jun has not cut out his own corpse.”

The more Jun Ti thought about it, the more joyful he became.

Maitreya, Da Shizhi and other disciples also speculated one after another, and they were pleasantly surprised.

The lead to all this continues.

The aura hurricane has stopped, and the introduction continues to understand the path of the Buddha.

After finding your own way, the next thing is water grinding kung fu.

Realize the path of the Buddha.

Integrate your own path into the path of Buddhahood.

Although he was on the road of preaching with force, he had just become a Mixed Yuan Da Luo Sanxian.

But he had long since cultivated the Dharma Body Buddha and the Ying Body Buddha, and was a mid-term quasi-saint.

His understanding of the Tao was profound.

Especially the way of cause and effect.

There is always a cause and effect ring, and if you take the road of cause and effect, you will already be able to cultivate the Mixed Yuan Daluo Sanxian.

In short, he had a deep understanding of the law of the Dao, and quickly integrated the path he had learned into the path of the Buddha.

His cultivation continued to rise, and his understanding of the Buddha’s path grew day by day.

East China Sea.

Kunpeng, who was “entrusted with a heavy task” by Dijun, sat cross-legged on a small rocky reef on the surface of Haoran in the East China Sea.

This rocky reef is not a blessed place, and there is no aura at all.

It is a place for Kunpeng to find at random.

Kunpeng sat on the rocky reef, his eyes open, but he couldn’t see where the focus was.

He seemed to be in a daze.

But he raised his hands, grasping and drawing indiscriminately in the air.

Demon power flowed out from Kunpeng’s fingertips, leaving black traces in the air.

These traces are connected to form something strange.

It’s like a charm, but it’s not.

Vaguely a bit like Daowen.

The daze Kunpeng casually wiped the chaotic traces in the air, and scratched it again.

He has been caught at sea for an unknown number of years.

After Di Jun and Taiyi returned to the Heavenly Court in the Sun God Car pulled by the twelve divine dragons, Kunpeng left the East Sea Dragon Palace.

At first, he was full of anger and wanted to vent at sea.

It is best to find a few unlucky eggs to cut out the evil corpse.

But flying in the East China Sea, Kunpeng’s anger gradually subsided.

Soon after, Kunpeng landed on the rocky reef to calm his mood.

After his mood calmed down, Kunpeng felt the urge to draw something.

He obeyed this impulse and scribbled in the air, leaving traces of demon power.

Slowly, he fell silent in this feeling of scribbling, forgetting resentment, forgetting to behead corpses, and forgetting both things and me.

Kunpeng kept grabbing and drawing.

The traces of demon power in the air became more and more tangible, and they were no longer a mess.

Constantly smeared, the traces of demon power in the air became less and less, and more and more mysterious.

I don’t know how long later, Kunpeng drew another trace in the air.

He habitually wanted to erase it, but found that the traces in the air had not been erased.

He waved his hand again.

The traces are still there.

He looked at the traces in the air with a puzzled look.

The traces are connected end to end, exuding a strange brilliance.

A demon power emanated from the traces.

Kunpeng’s eyes, which were still silent and forgotten, suddenly lit up, as bright as the sun star.

“Demon!” Kunpeng snorted.

With Kunpeng’s voice, the demon power emitted by the traces in the air became stronger.

At the same time, an inexplicable deep voice sounded in the East China Sea.

“Demon!”

The flood waste, the Heavenly Court, and the sea of stars also sounded this inexplicable sound.

“Demon!”

Kunpeng still didn’t wake up, looking at the “demon” in the air, and his hands were scribbling in the sky again.

Another trace emerged, emitting light.

Kunpeng tried to erase it, but it still erased.

“Division!”

Kunpeng shouted, and the East Sea, Heavenly Court, and Xinghai sounded inexplicable voices again.

Kunpeng did not stop his hand, and his right hand kept drawing in the air.

One trace after another remains in the sky.

Hong Huang’s gaze shifted to the East China Sea.

They all looked at Kunpeng’s actions.

“What is Kunpeng doing? It actually caused a response from the Flood Barren Heavenly Dao. ”

“These traces are very similar to Daowen.”

“Kunpeng wants to create words?”

“If there is a Dao text, why create another text?”

Kunpeng was not affected in any way, and still forgot me.

He drew quickly, and after a long time, when there were three thousand indelible traces floating in the air, Kunpeng finally stopped.

Then, he broke away from his state of forgetting and gasped.

He seemed tired.

But gladly.

Looking at the traces in the air, Kunpeng said loudly: “This is a demon text, a text of my demon clan.” ”

Rumble!

The East China Sea suddenly darkened.

A cloud of robbery covered the East China Sea.

“Purple Sky Thunder Tribulation!”

“Can the demon text cause the Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation?”

“Kunpeng turned out to be so powerful.”

One after another purple thunder fell, slamming into the three thousand demon texts.

The three thousand demon texts floated on their own, hard connecting with the purple sky divine thunder.

As the divine thunder continued to fall, the light of the three thousand demon texts not only did not dim, but became brighter and more condensed.

It was as if the Purple Sky Divine Thunder was tempering these three thousand demon texts.

After a long time, the last purple sky divine thunder fell, still did not split the three thousand demon texts, but let the three thousand demon texts condense into solid stone.

The clouds receded, and the East China Sea became golden.

“Xuanhuang merit!”

“After the Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation, there is another Heavenly Dao reward, Kunpeng is lucky.”

“I’m sorry, I was also trying to make words, but unfortunately I was one step late.”

Xuanhuang’s merit fell, and it was divided into two, each fifty percent.

A copy of three thousand demon texts that fell into the air.

After the demon text absorbed the merits of Xuanhuang, it did not dissipate, but was intertwined and constantly changed.

It changed into the appearance of the various demon races of the flood wasteland.

One will turn into a demon bird, one will turn into a demon beast, one will turn into a kunai, and the other will turn into a wu…

Finally, it turns into a gray robe.

On the robe, the demon text appeared from time to time.

Behind the Dao robe, there was a demon Wen Jiulu.

“Division!”

Another merit fell into Kunpeng’s body.

Kunpeng’s cultivation rose rapidly, and he was soon promoted to the peak of the early quasi-saint.

Kunpeng meditated anxiously on his previous resentment and anger.

Qingyun unfolded, and the evil corpses quickly condensed.

Kunpeng finally got his wish, beheaded the evil corpse, and also became a mid-term quasi-saint.

“Hahaha.”

Kunpeng laughed heartily, looked at the gray Daoist robe in the air, and reached out to take it off.

“From now on, you are a demon master robe, follow me on your travels and conquer the flood wilderness.”

When the words fell, the demon master’s robe automatically floated and draped over Kunpeng’s body.

Behind, the word “division” is extremely bright.

“Kunpeng has a good chance.”

“Not only did he cut out the evil corpse, but he also dropped an acquired meritorious spiritual treasure.”

“The demon master robe is not only a meritorious spiritual treasure, but also closely related to the luck of the demon clan.”

As the Hong Desolate Immortal Gods said, the demon master robe is indeed closely connected to the qi luck of the demon race, and it is the qi luck spirit treasure of the demon race, which is the same as the demon emperor seal and the demon flag.

Kunpeng created a demon text, wearing a demon master robe, and can also benefit from the luck of the demon race like Dijun and Taiyi.

Heaven.

As the demon emperor and the eastern emperor of the demon clan, Kunpeng created such a major event as the demon text, and Dijun and Taiyi naturally paid attention to it.