Chapter 395 Recycling Introduction (Probably)
When Lu Wenwu opened his eyes again, his position had changed.
This is a magnificent temple complex with huge vermilion pillars rising from the ground, making the magnificent temple even more majestic.
Lu Wenwu, who is normally more than two meters tall, looked like a speck of dust in front of the huge temple door, not even as big as the brass door nails on the door.
The sounds of chanting and reciting scriptures were ethereal and seemed to come from the sky.
Combined with the looming Yin Law, this place looks even more solemn and majestic.
Lu Wenwu raised his legs and walked forward, heading straight towards the main hall in the center of the temple.
Here, he seemed to have turned back into the mortal he was before embarking on the path of cultivation, without a trace of strength left in his body.
He was not in a hurry. He walked slowly up the stairs one step at a time, admiring with great interest this extremely large Buddhist complex and the sculptures that were full of religious atmosphere.
The interweaving of Buddha nature and devil nature makes people unconsciously feel a sense of panic in their hearts, and want to worship and kowtow to the statue devoutly.
Finally, Lu Wenwu stepped into the main hall.
At a glance, he saw the golden Tathagata in the center, which looked majestic and precious. It was at least hundreds of meters tall and sat high on a lotus platform, with its right hand in the fearlessness seal and its eyes lowered.
Surrounding the main hall are three walls of astonishing size.
Countless Buddhas, Arhats, and Bodhisattvas gathered together, their bodies of different sizes, closely packed together, chanting different scriptures at the same time.
The moment Lu Wenwu came in, all the sounds stopped abruptly.
Millions of eyes looked at the same place at the same time, and the scorching gazes were almost enough to melt people.
The huge Tathagata slowly opened his eyes, and the shadows of his past and future bodies appeared around him at the same time.
When the three bodies gathered together, the power they unleashed had reached an incredible level, overwhelming people to the point of being unable to breathe.
Now he said calmly: "Since you have seen the Tathagata, why don't you bow?"
In an instant, golden lotus emerged from the ground and lotus flowers emerged as the tongues fought.
It is like the scene in mythology when the Buddha was preaching in the Great Leiyin Temple.
If a devout and fanatical Buddhist saw this, he would be willing to die.
Hearing its words, Lu Wenwu raised his head, a slight smile on his lips:
"The Buddha once said that life is full of eight sufferings: birth, aging, sickness, death, meeting with those we hate, separation from those we love, failure to obtain what we desire, and the blazing of the five aggregates."
"In this vast world, in the hustle and bustle of life, even with all the suffering and helplessness, it is difficult to find contentment if one is still obsessed with desire and bound by attachments."
"How can we be liberated? Only by cutting off, letting go, and leaving behind!"
"You bald donkey, not only do you not avoid greed, anger, and ignorance, but after falling into the devil, you have become even worse. You even tried to impersonate the three Buddhas, Dipankara, Tathagata, and Maitreya, at the same time. You are so bold!"
"You still call yourself Buddha!"
The entire temple fell silent again for a moment.
"Lu Wenwu, it seems you haven't figured out the current situation yet! You're in my world, the Buddha, and yet you dare to mock me!"
Immediately, all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Arhats in the main hall showed angry expressions on their faces.
The face of the third Dharma body of the Buddha no longer had any trace of majesty and dignity, and was instead filled with extreme hideousness and evil.
Large groups of black and purple air currents drifted out, turning the main hall, which was supposed to be a peaceful place for Buddhism, into an endless purgatory in an instant.
The river of blood that chooses its prey flows on, and the wails of countless resentful souls interweave.
Countless pieces of broken flesh and blood hung on the giant tree made of white bones, and countless pale skulls hung upside down.
It seemed that all the great Buddhist masters in the hall had fallen into the state of demons, and the rolling demonic energy rushed straight into the sky.
The evil of this image is enough to make even the most magnanimous creature in the world hate it.
The real underworld is not as dark as the scene here.
The three Dharmakāyas suddenly bent down, their sinister, stern faces simultaneously looking at Lu Wenwu from different angles. They spoke in unison, "Here, I am the master of the world, the destiny of all! Everything must submit to me!"
Maomao suddenly fell out of Lu Wenwu's body and could no longer maintain the state of fusion and possession.
It hugged Lu Wenwu's legs tightly, its eyes full of fear.
Here, it was as if the crazy words of the ancient gods were whispering in one's ears. Incomparable fear spread quietly, silently permeating the entire mind and gradually eroding all souls.
Maomao only felt that his four paws were icy cold, and his body felt like it was in an ice cave in the Arctic, and he could be frozen to death at any time.
Even the ubiquitous Huo Dou fire in its body seemed to be frozen by this powerful extreme cold, causing its thinking to become sluggish and rigid, and undergoing a mutation that was completely irreversible.
"It looks like your dog is dying."
Now an evil smile appeared on his face, and he raised his hands and bent his fingers into claws, with a more and more sarcastic look on his face.
"Perhaps your will is so strong that you can still resist the incredible power of me, the Buddha. But can your dog do that? Are you going to watch it collapse and die?"
"Submit to me, obey me, become one with me, and become a true demon. You will achieve the highest level of evolution! It is a level that your weak flesh and blood body will never be able to reach in your lifetime."
Before he finished speaking, the real demon Shi Tian, who had transformed into the Buddha of Three Ages, felt a sudden flash of golden light before his eyes, and an endless bloody aura descended here like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
An iron fist that was more powerful than ever before rose from nowhere into the sky, and like a supernova explosion, it ruthlessly smashed into the chin of the huge golden Buddha head.
"Hehehe, take your Grandpa Lu's punch!"
“Boom!”
Now the words that he had not yet finished speaking were hit directly back into his chest, and the golden Buddha head exploded on the spot.
The military killing fist that was like the rising dragon fist was unleashed without reservation, forcibly blasting the huge Buddha body that was hundreds of meters high into the air and crashing through the top of the palace.
The huge body collapsed along with half of the palace, and all the Buddhas in the sky that were used to set the atmosphere disappeared.
Even the powerful past and future bodies disappeared.
Only Shi Tianlai was left, whose golden color was gradually fading away and revealing his true demonic form.
A thousand-foot-tall angry dragon statue stood between heaven and earth, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.
Different from the Dharma image of heaven and earth that Lu Wenwu usually inspires, the current Dharma image of the angry dragon not only presents a posture with three heads and six arms, but is also not as magnificent as before. Instead, the whole body is a terrifying deep purple.
Pieces of dragon-scale-like biological armor covered the surface of the body, and a pale golden sphere was embedded in the chest, emitting astonishing heat.
Looking closely, the golden sphere was actually constantly producing a chain reaction like the sun, containing countless powerful energies.
Countless sword-like horns extended from the parts that could be used for attack. The terrifying temperature inside, which was enough to compete with the sun, was released madly without restraint, constantly distorting everything around it into an unreal appearance.
The head in the middle was almost inhuman, with ferocious dragon horns as red as blood extending from the forehead, and extremely sharp spiral patterns on the top.
The strong dragon claws shaped like sharp blades clenched slightly, the golden sun god light on his chest shone brightly, and the dark flames escaped from his mouth in bits and pieces, almost burning tiny holes in the space.
In this space, Lu Wenwu showed his peak form for the first time.
This is the strongest form of the magic dragon that was finally fused together without any reservations, activating all amplification methods including the descent of the Demon Lord!
The moment the dragon appeared, all the ominousness and evil in this world were violently torn apart.
The fear and despair that was oppressing his heart was shattered by the unreasonable punch, and no trace of it remained.
"Maomao", who was extremely frightened just now, disappeared silently.
From the beginning to the end, the real Maomao was closely integrated with Lu Wenwu, and even their emotions were able to merge with each other to a certain extent.
From childhood to adulthood, Lu Wenwu has never known what fear is.
His mental state is probably really abnormal.
He is a person who does not have the emotion of fear at all, he only feels excitement and more excitement.
He is a natural killing machine and a battle maniac.
Under the suppression of Lu Wenwu's almost pathologically strong will, even if Maomao really had a problem, he, as the master, would directly suppress it violently, making this emotion that was not conducive to fighting disappear directly.
Another punch came down suddenly, and with a loud explosion that was loud enough to burst the eardrums, Shi Tian was hammered directly into the ground by Lu Wenwu's punch after he jumped high.
He is like a sapling now.
The upper body is inside and the lower body is outside.
It is stuck in the ground like an upside-down onion.
"I repeat, it's just a twisted thing forcibly transformed by an alien demon. How can it compare to my body that has been tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations?"
Lu Wenwu raised his bloody fist and sneered condescendingly.
“The human body is amazing, isn’t it?”
Shi Tian, who has revealed his true demon form again, is now a little confused.
Perhaps his vocal organs have not grown back yet, perhaps he feels a little embarrassed, or perhaps his thinking core is really a bit overloaded, so that he has lost the ability to speak.
In short, he did not respond to Lu Wenwu's statement.
With most of his body buried in the ground, Shi Tian is now beginning to doubt his life.
Feeling the intense pain gradually spreading from the amputated area above his neck, his thinking organs were filled with question marks.
Were you just hit by the opponent's fist?
twice?
no?
Why is that?
In the domain that I constructed with my own laws, I controlled Lu Wenwu's soul and imprisoned his own will. I should have been an invincible god here!
How could he see through all my arrangements and then blow my head off with one punch?
How can he touch my body?
Even though it was the first time that Shi Tian completely combined with the true devil power in his heart, he completely transformed into a true devil.
But he had used the power of the True Demon to do similar operations many times before, using the other party's own soul power to imprison his own mental will.
It's like fighting between the left and the right.
How can a person defeat his own strength?
It is precisely because of this trick that Shi Tian has never failed from beginning to end.
So he didn't understand at all.
Obviously, I have become stronger and my moves have become more outrageous, but something unexpected happened out of nowhere?
This place is his home and an extension of his will.
He can be as strong as he wants, as powerful as he wants, and only the limit of his imagination can restrain the power he can unleash.
Of course, this is normal.
The current situation is obviously not normal.
Before the True Demon Shi Tian could figure out what was going on, he was pulled out of the ground by Lu Wenwu.
What greeted him next was an extremely violent kick.
"boom!"
His head, which had just regenerated, exploded again.
The real demon Shi Tian was angry.
Being humiliated time and again by extraordinary people whose cultivation was far inferior to his, and the latter was the body-refining barbarian whom he had always looked down upon, made Shi Tian completely angry and ashamed.
The gas-like body of the true demon twisted in an incredible posture. He twisted his limbs and body like a lamp genie, and suddenly punched towards Lu Wenwu.
"Don't overdo it."
Lu Wenwu glanced at him, took a big step forward, and suddenly contracted the muscles in his upper body, and then released!
It popped back up with extreme speed like a stretched spring.
The face of the True Demon Shi Tian, whose "legs" were tightly grasped in his hands, suddenly changed. Before he could throw his weak punch, his whole body was deformed by this incredibly overbearing and powerful force.
then
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Continuous roars sounded on the earth.
At this moment, the uneven earth seemed to have become a war drum, and the drumstick was the true demon Shi Tian who had completely lost his human form.
He was held in Lu Wenwu's hands like a thick noodle, and he kept smashing him to the ground with extremely exaggerated force.
As early as the moment Lu Wenwu burst out with all his strength, the Great Leiyin Temple no longer existed. Everything was crushed into ashes in that extreme burst of momentum.
Gradually, all negative forces were declining, and the thick black fog that could lead people to depravity was melting away under the light.
In the world where Lu Wenwu stood, warm sunlight gradually fell, and the buildings full of evil and weirdness slowly dissipated.
The original appearance of this world slowly emerged.
The warm sun hangs high in the sky, casting a gentle glow.
The violent wind released by Shi Tian's drumstick hitting the ground spread out in all directions, creating one golden wave of wheat after another.
The real demon Shi Tian is already numb.
In this continuous beating, he was like a piece of tattered clothes being washed in a primitive way.
His domain was completely broken and all his power was dissipating.
Now, he is no longer able to control even a little bit of the power of the law.
The powerful laws of the third stage and an unknown force completely enveloped his body, continuously eroding and compressing his true demon body.
At this moment, Shi Tian, who felt his life slipping away, finally panicked.
He could feel that his life was being threatened.
The law as powerful as the third level of godhood is not the most important thing. He has no intention of thinking about how Lu Wenwu, a body-refining barbarian who has not even reached the first level of godhood, can integrate the law into his body.
That powerful devouring force, which he didn't know what it was, was the root and source of everything.
It's like the natural enemy of the true devil.
In front of it, Shi Tian felt like a lamb to be slaughtered, or a pig about to be sent to the slaughterhouse.
He struggled frantically and tried everything he could, but he couldn't cause any harm to Lu Wenwu.
It's too late to regret now.
(End of this chapter)
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