The crowd saw dark clouds rolling over their heads and thunders. Under the fierce bombardment of the sky thunder, a Ming king was broken and restored, restored and broken, and the reciprocating speed was dizzying. On the other side, a Bodhisattva stood still with all kinds of Dharma Seals in his hands.

From a distance, the slanting peak of Longhu Mountain flows with rich Huaguang under the fluctuation of these two powerful forces. In the shadow of dark clouds, no one can distinguish what color they are, maybe red, maybe yellow, maybe white, maybe black. All kinds of colors are intertwined and tangled together, struggling and moving, sometimes scattered like neon, sometimes gathered like rolling python.

It was really a fierce battle!

Many tourists visiting the main peak of Longhu Mountain were stunned when they saw this scene. They stopped one by one and looked at it in the direction of the partial peak.

Deng Yu and Deng Jiao naturally longed for Li Yundong to win again with overwhelming force, but they saw that Li Yundong fell into the downwind at this time, and his Yang God was constantly split. Now Chuan Xingyun can cope with it easily. Moreover, although Li Yundong's body is sitting on his knees, his expression is calm and solemn, his eyebrows are locked, and now Chuan Xingyun sits on the ground with his knees crossed, While reciting the Scriptures, he used the Yang God to resist the sky thunder. He looked at himself. Compared with the two, he made a judgment.

Deng Yu couldn't help but say, "the situation seems bad!"

Zhang kongyun stared at the field closely. He said with a sigh: "it's worthy of being the leader of Tiantai Sect. It's worthy of being a master of thunder robbery. He can recite scriptures calmly in Tianlei without any interference. At the same time, he can control the Yang God to fight against Tianlei. It's terrible to see Tianlei as nothing!"

Deng Jiao's mind was more delicate. She looked at the Bodhisattva transformed by the Yunyang God in Sichuan and asked in a low voice, "what God is this? Why is it so powerful?"

Zhang kongyun said in a deep voice, "this is the dragon tree Bodhisattva!"

Deng Yu and Deng Jiao looked confused and said in unison, "dragon tree Bodhisattva? What Bodhisattva is this? Why haven't you heard of it?"

Zhang kongyun nodded. Just as he was about to speak, Zhang Liufang said: "Oh, you two rookies, the dragon tree Bodhisattva, don't know? This is the greatest Buddha after Shakyamuni. It is called the 'second generation of Shakyamuni' in the history of Indian Buddhism. The status of Buddhism is equivalent to the status of Mencius as the second sage in Confucianism. The eight major schools of Buddhism in the central plains all recognize the dragon tree Bodhisattva as the ancestor."

Deng Jiao was surprised when she heard this, but Deng Yu didn't care about it. In her opinion, the Bodhisattva transformed from a small Japan was great. At this time, she pressed Li Yundong's head. That was the evil Bodhisattva, or the bad Bodhisattva. She made a face and said, "hum, no matter how powerful it is, it's also a bad guy. This dragon tree doesn't seem to be a good thing!"

Zhang kongyun was dumb and smiled, shook his head and said: "Don't talk nonsense. It's just the dragon tree Bodhisattva who was transformed by the clouds of today's Sichuan. It's not a real Bodhisattva. In addition, although the dragon tree Bodhisattva had many misdeeds when he was young, he sneaked into the palace with his friends and insulted the maids, but after he was found, all his friends were beheaded, and he survived alone. After this, the dragon tree repented , shaving my hair and escaping into Buddhism have achieved the supreme Buddha Dharma. It is the so-called prodigal son turning back and becoming a Buddha on his own. Although I am a Taoist practitioner, I also have great respect for the dragon tree. You can't disrespect this Bodhisattva. "