Li Zhige smiled.
Reaching out to pull the tearful girl behind him, Li Zhige waved his sleeves and swept the willow branches with a happy smile on his face.
There are many fools in the human race, but there are even more enlightened ones.
After sweeping away the willow branches, Li Zhige looked at Guanyin sitting on the lotus platform high in the sky, and said in a calm voice with a hint of ridicule, "Is this the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva who attacked an innocent girl?"
"Bodhisattva, you keep saying that the crime of killing me is too serious. You kill an innocent girl. What does this mean?"
The willow branches returned to Guanyin's hands again. Guanyin said with an expressionless face and a majestic voice, "You evil beast, this poor monk will not argue with you. Today, this poor monk will definitely capture you and take you to Lingshan. The World Honored One will punish you." you."
After the words fell, a golden Buddhist wheel rose up from behind Guanyin Bodhisattva's head. Her slender white jade hands pressed down gently, and a golden handprint was like a small world coming towards Li Zhige, covering behind Li Zhige. girl with rainbow.
Li Zhige's eyes were cold, and he was not afraid. He swept out his blue sleeves, and a huge force of repulsion hit the golden handprint.
Invisible forces collided, sweeping away the clouds in the sky and setting off strong winds that blew the surrounding people around.
This collision, this confrontation, made Li Zhige's eyes even colder.
Worthy of being Guanyin Bodhisattva, worthy of being Taoist Cihang, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals!
Facing this Bodhisattva's gentle push, Li Zhige did not take any advantage. Instead, his energy, blood and magic power surged endlessly, and he suffered a hidden loss.
Even if he has condensed the power of the law, even if he has cultivated the universe within his sleeves, Li Zhige still has no qualifications to challenge this Bodhisattva.
The gap between the two great realms is like two natural chasms separated in front of you.
Guanyin was sitting on the lotus platform. She did not suppress Li Zhige with one blow, and she had no expression. She just took out the willow branch from the jade vase and waved the willow branch towards Li Zhige.
Looking at Guanyin's contemptuous eyes, Li Zhige was not angry.
The gap between the two great realms was like two natural chasms between him and Guanyin. In terms of magical power, he could not match this Bodhisattva.
But the chasm is not insurmountable.
To measure a monk's combat power, it is not only about his cultivation level, not only his vision and magical powers, but also his magical weapons and magic weapons.
With a flick of his hand, Li Zhige took off the red gourd hanging from his waist.
Seeing Li Zhige take off the red gourd hanging from his waist, Guanyin didn't pay attention.
Who doesn’t have a magic weapon yet?
Guanyin was not surprised at all that Li Zhige had a magic weapon in his hand, let alone took it to heart.
However, the next moment, Guanyin paid the price for her contempt.
On the ground, Li Zhige was seen holding a red gourd in his hand, pointing the mouth of the gourd towards Guanyin sitting on the lotus platform high in the sky.
As Li Zhige's mana poured in, the red gourd began to spit out rich red smoke continuously. The red smoke was spit out from the mouth of the gourd, covering the world in the blink of an eye, and blocking the eyes of the people.
The red smoke billowed towards Guanyin sitting on the lotus platform high in the sky and covered it, locking on Guanyin like a spiritual being.
The first thing to suffer was the green and lush willow branches. The willow branches were wrapped in red smoke, and they withered and lost their vitality in just one breath. The next moment, Guanyin Bodhisattva was enveloped in red smoke, her eyes were obscured by red smoke, and her five senses were Shielded by the red smoke, even the Buddha's body was corroded by the red smoke, and his magic power was gradually being consumed.
With a throbbing feeling in his heart, Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly remembered a magic weapon, the Nine-Nine Sanpo Gourd!
Before reincarnation, Taoist Cihang heard his master, Sage Yuqing, mention the seven innate gourds. Looking back now, the red gourd in Li Zhige's hand was clearly one of the seven innate gourds. Taoist Hongyun used it to run rampant The ninety-nine soul gourds of the prehistoric land!
Why?
Why was the Jiujiu Soul Gourd in the hands of Li Zhige? Even she had no chance to obtain such a high-grade innate spiritual treasure.
Thinking again of Li Zhige's magical power of manifesting the universe within his sleeves, Guanyin Bodhisattva seemed to understand something for a moment.
The Universe in the Sleeve was taught by the Great Immortal Zhenyuan, and the Nine-Nine Sanpo Gourd must have been a gift from the Great Immortal Zhenyuan. What is the connection between Li Zhige and the Great Immortal Zhenyuan?
And Wudang, why does Wudang value Li Zhige so much?
In an instant, Guanyin thought of a lot.
The eyes are fascinated by the red smoke, the five senses are blocked by the red smoke, and the Buddha's body and magic power are being corroded by the red smoke.
At this moment, Guanyin was a little lucky, and she was lucky that Li Zhige's cultivation was not high enough. If today Li Zhige is also a Taiyi Golden Immortal, under the urging of Jiujiu Sanpo Gourd, it is impossible to say that her Guanyin has turned into a puddle of pus and blood and her body and spirit have been destroyed.
High in the sky, when the red smoke was dispersed, Guanyin turned his gaze to the earth.
Outside Yangzhai City, apart from thousands of people, where is Li Zhige anywhere? Even the girl named Rainbow disappeared, leaving only thousands of Yangzhai people looking up at the Bodhisattva sitting on the lotus platform in the sky with complicated expressions.
Guanyin looked at the willow branches that had withered and lost their vitality. She closed her eyes with a cold look, pinched her fingers and began to calculate Li Zhige's traces.
A moment later, when Guanyin opened her eyes again, her eyes became even colder, her tone was as cold as ice, and she said to herself, "This child is the great enemy of the Buddha. He has become a man of his own, so he must not be allowed to stay!"
Under the lotus platform, the ferocious-looking Fire Demon huddled up in a ball and trembled, obviously aware of the cold murderous intention of this Bodhisattva.
