Chapter 394

Clang! Clang!

Two beams of red light shot out from the demonic ape's scarlet eyes. They were like two sharp blades that emitted a clanging sound.

This was the Delusion-breaker Eye. It could pierce through the void and see through all illusions. It was perfect to deal with the old monk's current state.

"Amitabha."

The old monk put his palms together and chanted Buddha's name. Golden light flickered around his body. Just one chant could make people want to convert. He was definitely an accomplished monk.

Weng!

The void trembled and ripples appeared. Just as the red light was about to slash down, a golden light shield emitted a resplendent golden light and protected the old monk.

This was a Buddhist defensive divine art, known as the strongest defense in the world.

On the surface of the light shield, golden runes revolved and jumped around the shield. The old monks sat cross-legged and chanted sutras. Their chants were like the sound of the Great Dao, resonating with the runes.

It was also the strongest defense, but the old monk was much more proficient in it than the Evil Good Monk. The old monk and the runes had almost merged into one.

In addition to the runes becoming more lively and lively, the chanting old monks were also glowing, as if they were real monks who had achieved the Dao. They were like living experts, not imprints caused by Battle Skills.

Looking at the old monk on the light shield, Zi Chen was stunned. His expression kept changing because no matter how he looked at it, the chanting old monk looked the same as the old monk in front of him. They were like the same person.

"This defensive divine art couldn't have been created by him, right?"

Zi Chen was dumbfounded. His face was filled with disbelief. He seriously suspected that this was an accomplished monk with great fame.

Clang! Clang!

The solidified red light slashed on the light shield, emitting clanging sounds. Golden light flickered and runes flickered, neutralizing this inexplicable power.

In the end, the red light dissipated. The Delusion-breaker Eye couldn't break through the strongest defense. The old monk was fine.

During this time, Zi Chen sent out several more attacks. Just like before, they couldn't hit the old monk. The old monk seemed to only be wary of the little fellow's Delusion-breaker Eye. Apart from that, he was switching between reality and illusion.

Of course, what angered Zi Chen the most was that the old monk had never looked at him.

"Old bald donkey, if you have the ability then show yourself and fight. What kind of ability are you hiding like this?"

Zi Chen bellowed and shot out thousands of golden rays. They were like sharp blades, slicing towards the monk, but it was still useless.

"Amitabha."

At this moment, a brilliant light flashed and the figures of the old monks appeared again. There were dozens of them, and all of them looked the same. They surrounded Zi Chen and the Evil Good Monk.

"These are Arhat Avatars." Seeing these old monks, Evil Good Monk exclaimed in surprise.

"Amitabha, Namo Amitabha." The dozens of old monks put their palms together and chanted scriptures. Golden runes jumped, forming Buddhist characters that sealed this world.

This was a profound Buddhist scripture that had the ability to turn people into Buddhas. It could bring people back to paradise, and from then on, they would be free from calamities.

"This is an ancient Buddhist scripture." Evil Good Monk was stunned for a while, then he was overjoyed as if he had found a treasure.

It was indeed a treasure to be able to hear an old monk chanting ancient scriptures. Of course, it was more appropriate to call it an opportunity.

He was a Buddha to begin with, so he wasn't afraid of being converted at all. At this moment, he sat down cross-legged and chanted along with the old monks. The Buddhist characters jumped and formed an inexplicable power. They were actually working together to convert Zi Chen.

"You damned monk, you traitor!"

Zi Chen was furious. His soul was greatly impacted. The Buddhist chants lingered. Even if he covered his ears, they still rang in his heart.

The Buddhist chants were like a blow to the head, enlightening people and making them see through the world of mortals, understanding life and death, and making them want to convert.

"Boom!"

The aura around Zi Chen's body surged even more. He attacked with boundless battle skills, but unfortunately, he couldn't even hit the avatars. It was as if he had hit an illusion.

It was like the enemy was in the dark while you were in the light. No matter how you attacked, you couldn't hit the enemy. Instead, the enemy could hit you.

"Clang." "Clang."

During this period, the clanging sounds kept coming. The little guy used the Delusion-breaker Eye from time to time, but every old guy could use a protective divine skill.

This Arhat Avatar was obviously an extraordinary battle skill.

"Zi Chen, this is the inheritance of Buddhism. You should leave quickly, or you will be converted." At this moment, a voice came from afar. It was the middle-aged beauty who kindly reminded him.

They had just retreated and weren't blocked by the Buddhist light. Moreover, they were no longer in danger of being converted. At this moment, they were standing in the distance.

"Inheritance."

Zi Chen was stunned. He looked at the Good and Evil Monk again. His whole body was shining, and he looked dignified. He was muttering to himself with a satisfied face. Obviously, he had gained a lot.

"Yes, this should be the inheritance of Buddhism. You should leave quickly, or you will be converted," the middle-aged beauty said.

"No, I can't leave. Since it's an inheritance, I will also get it." Zi Chen shook his head, his eyes shining.

He had fought with the monk several times and had long been jealous of the monk's Buddhist divine skill. Now that the opportunity was in front of him, he naturally wouldn't miss it.

If he missed such an opportunity, he would definitely be struck by lightning.

"Are you crazy? That's the inheritance of Buddhism. You're not a monk. How can you get it unless you want to be converted?"

"Even if I don't get converted, I can get it." Zi Chen was stubborn.

Then, he sat down cross-legged and stopped fighting with the old monk. But before that, he threw the little guy out.

He persisted and didn't let himself be converted. At the same time, he tried his best to sense everything in the Buddhist word.

This was an ancient Buddhist scripture. It was broad and profound. Zi Chen just sensed it and felt like he had entered a huge ocean. All kinds of profound truths appeared.

Golden light shone as far as the eye could see. It was like a golden world. Moreover, ancient Buddhist words filled the sky and formed this world.

Monks, Arhats, baldies, and so on. All of them were sitting cross-legged and chanting scriptures. It was as if they were chanting Buddhist principles. Every time they opened their mouths, ancient words would appear.

If one didn't convert to Buddhism and wanted to comprehend Buddhism, it would be harder than ascending to heaven. It was as if there were endless shackles on one's body. One's spiritual sense and perception were reduced by dozens of times. One could only see the ancient words, but not understand the meaning.

Although this feeling could be canceled with a thought, Zi Chen obviously didn't want to convert to Buddhism. So, he could only sense everything vaguely.

"Six Syllables Sanskrit Mantra, Buddhist Protective Divine Skill, where are you?"

In the golden world full of monks, Zi Chen shouted. He wasn't greedy and didn't insist on comprehending all the Buddhist Divine Skills. He only wanted two, but they were the strongest.

Especially the Six Syllables Sanskrit Mantra, which had long been lost.

"Ma."

Suddenly, the sound of chanting came into Zi Chen's ears, shaking his soul.

"This is the Six Syllables Sanskrit Mantra."

Zi Chen looked in the direction of the sound and found a monk sitting on a futon. His body was shining with golden light, and the scripture he was chanting was the first syllable of the Six Syllables Sanskrit Mantra. Beside him were five futons, but there were only five vague figures.

Vaguely, Zi Chen could hear the other Five Syllables Sanskrit Mantra.

In the distance, the people of the Moon Pavilion were stunned. Zi Chen was really comprehending the Buddhist inheritance. His body was shining with golden light, and he looked solemn.

"He can't have been converted, right?"

The woman with the big eyes said. At the moment, Zi Chen's state was very wrong. He looked solemn and golden, like an eminent monk who was only missing a bald head.

"Look! Behind him, there's a figure!" Another cry of alarm sounded.

Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw a vague Buddha figure suddenly appear behind Zi Chen. It looked solemn, with its hands together and chanting scriptures.

"Oh no, Zi Chen is converting."

The Buddha's silhouette gradually became clearer and became a real Buddha standing behind Zi Chen. Zi Chen's body became even more solemn and dignified. At the same time, he put his palms together.

In the golden world, Zi Chen's pupils shrank. Golden light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the other five futons.

If he guessed correctly, the five light figures should be the other five syllables of the Six Syllables Sanskrit Mantra. However, they were illusory and vague. He could only hear the Five Syllables Sanskrit Mantra.

Zi Chen was unwilling. He didn't know if he couldn't see clearly because he hadn't converted, or if the Good and Evil Monk couldn't see clearly, so he wanted to see and listen carefully. Unknowingly, he was fully immersed in it.

In the outside world, the image of the Buddha became more and more realistic.

"Buzz."

Suddenly, a trembling sound came from Zi Chen's heart. Lei Yuan was trembling, and a strange wave surged, waking Zi Chen up.

Zi Chen instantly woke up. He was scared and broke out in cold sweat. He thought to himself, Buddhism is really not simple. I almost fell for it.

After that, Zi Chen calmed down and felt the Ma Syllables. When there was danger, Lei Yuan would remind him.

"Boom."

In the outside world, while the people of the Moon Pavilion were dumbfounded, endless golden light surged around Zi Chen. In the next moment, the Buddha figure was dispersed and replaced by another golden body. It was Zi Chen's shadow.

At the same time, Zi Chen sensed the true Ma sound. It was only a single syllable, but when Zi Chen tried to sense it, he felt a vast expanse.

There was a saying in Buddhism that if one comprehended the Six Syllables Mantra, one could destroy and become invincible in the world.

But just one Ma Syllable made Zi Chen feel that it was vast. He might not be able to fully comprehend it in his lifetime. It was simply a pipe dream to fully comprehend the Six Syllables Mantra.

Today, by chance and coincidence, he was able to learn the Ma word mantra. It was truly a blessing of three lifetimes. This was known as the strongest mantra in the Buddhist sect.

However, Zi Chen didn't continue to comprehend it. Instead, he continued to move forward, wanting to find the Buddhist Protective Divine Skill.

On the highest futon, Zi Chen saw the old monk. He was chanting scriptures, but in addition to the ancient scriptures, there was also a Buddhist Protective Divine Skill.

The Good and Evil Monk was sitting cross-legged below, listening quietly like a disciple.

Zi Chen rushed in. Although the golden light was dazzling, he was like a demon god. He didn't fit in here.

"Buddhist Protective Divine Skill."

Zi Chen looked at the chanting old monk with a face full of anticipation.

"Ma."

But at this moment, the sound of the Six Syllables rang out, shaking the sky. The whole golden world trembled as if it was about to collapse. The Good and Evil Monk, who was originally calm, suddenly looked up and saw Zi Chen. Then, his solemn expression instantly became ferocious.