Chapter 233: Yang Jiao's Realm Breakthrough, Buddhist Literature Competition, Wenquxingjun's Superb Skill Guanyin thought she had dealt with Yang Jiao and was never thought that I didn't have time to be happy. His own Thousand Hands were chopped into pieces. Yang Jiao appeared again. He placed the dragon spear in his hand on his chest. In an instant, the fighting spirit rose. The general who returned victoriously was no more imposing than this. Not only that, Yang Jiao's gun intent improved rapidly. "Is he about to break through?" The gods in heaven spat out the wine in their mouths. The realm suppression battle actually allowed Yang Jiao to succeed and enter the middle stage of quasi-saint?
At this moment, Huaguang's forbidden space opened. Yang Jiao drew on the power of Heaven and comprehended the secret of the gun himself. But Guanyin actually rushed towards Yang Jiao. "This battle is not over yet! It was you who chose to break through." The people in Heaven thought that Guanyin had gone crazy. He had really hurt Yang Jiao, and he might not be able to leave Heaven today. Hua Guang was extremely disdainful when he saw Guanyin's appearance. But he didn't make a move. Waiting quietly. When Guanyin rushed to Yang Jiao, she saw a blood-red lotus blooming. The Twelfth Grade Fire Red Lotus! The moment the red lotus of karmic fire blooms, no one can set foot in the vast territory. Guanyin, who rushed forward, was hit by the karmic fire and was injured. At the critical moment, the gods in heaven breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Yang Jiao was not injured. I don’t know whether it was for Yang Jiao or for Buddhism. "You actually used a spiritual treasure?" Guanyin was not convinced, but saw that Yang Jiao had already entered the middle stage of quasi-saint. At this moment, he suppressed his realm back to the Taiyi realm. "Spiritual treasures are also part of your strength. You looked very embarrassed when you attacked me by surprise." Yang Jiao's aura was even stronger than before. He stepped into the void and appeared beside Guanyin.
Guanyin exclaimed, wondering how Taiyi could break through the void. He wanted to say that Yang Jiao had committed a foul, but he saw that he had successfully broken through the void with just his own body. I choked in my heart. He was knocked away by Yang Jiao's punch. After Yang Jiao won, Minghe appeared from nowhere, showing his yellow teeth. "How is it? Is this treasure useful?" Yang Jiao nodded. Long before, in order to get Hua Guang's help for the Blood Sea, the ancestor of the Styx gave the Twelve-Level Karma Fire Lotus to Hua Guang. Then it came into the hands of Yang Jiao. With the Karma Fire Lotus, Yang Jiao can attack and defend, and his strength has doubled. While Buddhism was shocked, Tathagata stepped forward. "This competition doesn't count." Haotian slammed the dragon chair hard and stood up. "Can Buddhism not afford to lose? If so, why continue the competition? It's really boring." The gods in heaven sighed. "I, the Martial God of Heaven, can defeat you without any preparation. Do you think Buddhism is going to cheat?" "I haven't even mentioned the sneak attack by Buddhism yet, Guanyin, you are so shameless." Tianpeng really has something to say. Guanyin was injured and mocked by Tianpeng, so she stood up and wanted to fight Tianpeng. Tianpeng did not respond and came to Kong Xuan. Guanyin stared at Kong Xuan and finally gave up. Yang Jiao received the reward, proving that the second competition was over. Tathagata suddenly woke up and thought, he had been preparing for a long time, so why was the Heavenly Court so relaxed and able to win two games. If we lose another round, Buddhism’s presence this time will be completely meaningless. "The next round will be decided by Buddhism." Haotian had an indifferent expression, as if to say that no matter how hard they tried, they would not win. Tathagata was very unhappy. The gods in heaven also discovered invisibly that they no longer felt aggrieved. On the contrary, Buddhism has always been arrogant, but now it is about to lose, and it feels very aggrieved.
This invisible reversal made the people in heaven secretly feel happy. "The next match is a literary duel!" Manjushri Bodhisattva came to the scene. "Today, I will paint the Buddhist mountains and rivers. Is there anyone who dares to compete with me?" Look at his arrogant look. In a corner where no one was paying attention, a person suddenly walked out. Wenquxingjun. He was dressed in green, with a hazy and unreal air, and he looked like an ethereal being. It even makes it difficult to tell what gender he is for a moment. "There is such a person in heaven?" Manjusri naturally belittled Wenquxingjun first. Seeing him so arrogant. Tianpeng spoke. "Oh, I said you didn't dare to fight my junior brother. It turns out you can only fight with words. Why are you so arrogant?" "I think you are useless. I'm afraid you will lose soon." The biggest obstacle to Buddhism's journey was Tianpeng. I thought my mouth was powerful enough. But she was always blushing because of what Tianpeng said. Tathagata remembered Tianpeng and wanted him to pay the price. "Don't be distracted." Now Tathagata doesn’t want to say any more and just wants to turn the situation around. After hearing this, Manjusri began to paint. He used his spiritual power as a brush and the heaven and earth as a canvas and began to paint. As for Wenquxingjun, he took out paper and pen, slowly ground the ink, and painted on the paper. Unlike Wenquxingjun, Manjushri Bodhisattva is eager to let everyone see his paintings, including Wenquxingjun. "Humph, even though it's a literary duel, you didn't use your spiritual power to paint, so it's really useless." Manjushri Bodhisattva did not forget to mock Wenquxingjun. However, Wenquxingjun has always been a modest gentleman. He did not respond to what Manjushri said.
Just paint quietly by yourself. "Junior brother, let's teach this Manjusri Bodhisattva a lesson later." Kong Xuan nodded. "Senior brother, don't worry." The two of them hit it off immediately, and with so many people present, Tianpeng did not hide what he said. Everyone heard it, and Manjushri Bodhisattva's hands trembled. Fortunately, I didn't put pen to paper, otherwise I would have regretted it so much. Half a day later, Manjushri Bodhisattva finally finished his painting. The huge Xiniu Hezhou appeared in front of everyone. Although the background is mountains and rivers, one can see that countless human beings in Xiniu Hezhou are praying, and with the blessing of spiritual power, the human race is undergoing dynamic changes. And in the distant mountains, Buddhism is vaguely visible. "it is good!" When Buddhists saw this scene, they admired Buddhism even more. Tathagata cast a glance and was very impressed. “This painting is good.” Manjusri felt proud and turned around to stare at Wenquxingjun. Now there was only a quarter of an hour left and he wasn't done yet. Manjusri wanted to interfere, but saw Kong Xuan staring at him. At that moment, he was under great pressure and did not dare to say anything. Quietly waiting for Wenquxingjun to finish. Soon, Wenquxingjun put down his pen. He threw the painting in his hand into the sky, and the people in heaven looked at it. This is the heaven above the nine heavens. There are many palaces, and among them, there is the Lingxiao Palace. Among them, there was a man with a faint aura of Emperor Haotian. "Why is that? There is also the aura of the Emperor of Heaven in the painting." "The Emperor of Heaven is helping us secretly?" "Are you stupid? The Emperor of Heaven took action, but Buddhism couldn't tell. It definitely couldn't have been the Heavenly Court that took action."
"Drawn it, then?" Several people looked at each other, unable to believe that there was Haotian's aura in the painting. Wenquxingjun spoke at this moment. "Your Majesty, I have the audacity to paint your portrait." Haotian did not punish him, but was puzzled instead. "Where is the portrait you speak of?" (End of this chapter)