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Chapter 598 - 327 scripture_3

Chapter 598: 327 scripture_3

Namo Treasure Light Dharma Form, master of the Forging Skill, hailed as the forging Buddha.

All Buddhist Magic Artifacts were made by the hands of Namo Treasure Light Dharma Form.

Fang Zhixing was himself a master blacksmith, and despite not focusing on that profession, his Forging Skill was undoubtedly superb.

At this moment, meeting Namo Treasure Light Dharma Form, he felt as if he had encountered a great teacher, naturally feeling a deep kinship.

With admiration, Fang Zhixing recited scriptures ten times.

Namo Treasure Light Dharma Form slowly rose, flames ascending from the palm, and the Vajra Hammer looked incredibly majestic, shocking the eight desolations.

For a time, all the blood-red eyes vanished without a trace.

The darkness returned to calm.

With three Dharma Forms as guardians around him, Fang Zhixing felt unprecedented ease and full of a sense of security.

It’s just a pity, "Diamond Sutra" ends here, there’s no fourth page.

"Hmm, I must take the opportunity to obtain the other two parts of the Diamond Sutra..."

Fang Zhixing made a resolution.

It was at this moment, a flash of brilliance on the System Panel.

[You have read the Diamond Sutra, comprehending the secret skills of the three Dharma Forms, and your spirit has been sublimated...]

[Divine Skill ’Tyrant Emerges’ begins to evolve!]

[Divine Skill evolution complete!]

[Divine Skill: Tyrant Pays Homage to Buddha]

Fang Zhixing trembled, as a giant phantom slowly rose from his head, imposing and majestic.

It was indeed the Tyrant!

But now, the Tyrant, with less of a tyrannical aura and more domineering presence, held a string of Prayer Beads in his right hand.

The Prayer Beads had nine beads, three of which were shining brightly, while six had no luster.

Fang Zhixing suddenly understood something as the Tyrant grasped one of the shining beads.

In an instant, the Tyrant adopted a new posture, with angry eyes wide open, an overwhelming force.

It was indeed the Angry Eye Vajra Dharma Form!

Following that, the Tyrant grasped the second shining bead, and his posture changed again, transforming into the Immovable Ming King Dharma Form, invincible in defense, unbreakable.

That’s not all!

Grasping the third shining bead, the Tyrant’s posture immediately shifted to the Namo Treasure Light Dharma Form, unparalleled in forging ability!

Three Vajra Dharma Forms, freely mastered!

And every time the Tyrant paid homage, he would master all the abilities of the three Vajra Dharma Forms.

"Awesome!"

Fang Zhixing couldn’t help but laugh heartily, his mood exhilarating like never before.

He closed the Buddhist scripture.

The three Dharma Forms then dissipated into sparks of light and vanished.

The darkness disappeared.

Fang Zhixing looked up to see Jing Xuan, Lian Quan, and the others.

In his ears, there was a series of shrill screams.

He let go of the "Diamond Sutra," brought his hands together in prayer, and chanted, "Amitabha!"

"You..."

Jing Xuan blinked, his expression uncertain and astonished.

He found that Fang Zhixing now had Buddha Light flickering on and off his body, clearly deeply purified by the "Diamond Sutra."

People like him often lose themselves and become devoted followers of Buddhism, showing immense piety.

Imagine, if a Taoist stalwart were to be brainwashed by the "Diamond Sutra" and convert to Buddhism, the blow to Taoism would be intense!

However, Fang Zhixing remained calm and composed, his spirit stable, free and easy, not at all like someone who had been deeply brainwashed.

Such a situation was unprecedented for Jing Xuan, who for a moment did not understand.

After a while, Jing Xuan collected himself and smiled, "Congratulations to the donor for forming a bond with Buddha, purifying your aura of killing, and henceforth avoiding various karmic obstacles."

Fang Zhixing’s mouth curled up, pulled out the Starfire Sword and passed it over, smiling, "Returning it to its rightful owner."

Jing Xuan took it, his feelings complicated, unsure whether he had gained or lost this time.

Dong~

Dong~

Suddenly, bells from Jihuo Temple rang seven times in succession.

Jing Xuan’s complexion changed.

Lian Quan asked, "Could it be that Jihuo Temple has been attacked?"

Being a Buddhist practitioner, she was very clear about what the seven bell tolls signified.

Jing Xuan replied, "Within this temple, there is a Restricted Area..."

Before he could finish!

A beam of light shot from the Heavenly People Ring on Fang Zhixing’s left hand, coalescing into text.

[Hurry to the Bodhi Restricted Area, eliminate the evil presence!]

Jing Xuan’s eyes widened in shock, "The Heavenly People Ring, how do you have such a thing?"

"A gift from a friend," Fang Zhixing vaguely replied, "Please lead the way, elder. This is a task I must complete, I cannot ignore it."

Jing Xuan nodded his head and smiled, "More help is welcomed; this way, please."

Everyone left the Demon Suppression Tower together, hurrying to the Guardian Court.

Now, four Guardians had gathered, discussing something.

Many young monks stood by their side.

"Master!"

Xuanming and the others came to meet them.

Jing Xuan ordered, "There’s no time to lose, let’s enter the Bodhi Restricted Area now."

"Yes!"

The monks, not daring to delay, turned and rushed towards the inner temple.

Fang Zhixing looked up to see a towering stone statue in the inner courtyard, unknown which Bodhisattva, with four arms, in a lotus sitting posture.

A young monk ran to the front of the Bodhisattva statue, reaching out to touch the lowest hand.

Whoosh!

The young monk suddenly disappeared from the spot, traceless.

The monks, mimicking the action, one after another touched the hand of the Bodhisattva.

Soon, Fang Zhixing also stepped forward and touched it.

The next moment, his vision blurred, and the scenery around him completely changed.

He found himself in a grand hall.

There was also a Bodhisattva statue in this hall.

Fang Zhixing looked around and his expression immediately changed.

"Is that, a crystal chandelier?"

Fang Zhixing saw a crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling at a glance.

Although the hall was decorated in a retro style, the building materials seemed to be of concrete and steel.

The monks stood inside the hall.

Not far away, there was a man in sunglasses and a suit, with slightly grey temples, looking to be about fifty years old.