But the power source of Chu Xuan seems not to be true yuan, which makes him a little puzzled.
Even if Chu Xuan didn't practice Buddhism, whether it was Buddhism or Taoism, in the final analysis, the power of practice was similar, all based on Zhenyuan!
The fear brought about by the unknown made the air smell unable to extricate itself and fell into deep fear.
However, even if he was frightened, he couldn't wait to die. So he thought with blood in his heart: "it seems that we have to use big killers to get through this crisis."
He moved all the Zhenyuan to his right hand, resisted the pressure from the sky, and moved his right arm with great effort. He put his right hand into his arms only after using his old nose.
He took out a fist sized purple gold bowl. The purple gold bowl was not big. It was engraved with repeated Sanskrit and a Buddha carving.
"Disciple Kong Wen, please borrow Buddha's boundless Dharma."
Empty smell bite teeth to drink a big, face incomparably respectful and serious, and then the body of the true yuan constantly extract, into the purple gold bowl.
"Hum..."
with the blessing of Zhenyuan, the purple gold bowl bowl automatically floats into the air. In a moment, it grows against the wind and becomes a purple gold bowl with the size of ten Zhang.
With the blessing of Zhenyuan, the Sanskrit on the purple gold bowl seems to have come back to life, like a little tadpole swimming away, slowly converging on the Buddha carving on the purple gold bowl.
After numerous tadpole like Sanskrit gathered on the Buddha's carving, the Buddha's carving glittered with Buddha's light, and the Buddha's carving seemed to come alive. His eyes suddenly opened and looked around the four fields.
When he saw the light palm falling from the sky, his plump and plump face showed a trace of solemnity. He rose directly from the purple and gold bowl and jumped to the void to sit in the middle of the void. His two palms held the sky and bravely resisted the light palm which was slowly pressed down.
Seeing that the light palm was held back by Buddha's carving, the pressure of Kong Wen's side was greatly reduced. He also took a deep breath of turbid qi and finally saved his old life!
However, he still did not dare to be lax or careless. Before the result of the war, the crisis still existed. Even he was not sure whether the Buddha carving could withstand the light palm.
"Ah, the magic weapon handed down by our ancestors can only be used three times. This is the second time. After three times of use, the purple gold bowl bowl will collapse, and empty smell will be ashamed of Shizu."
Kong Wen looked at the purple gold bowl in the sky, and felt even more guilty. There was a limit on the number of times the purple gold bowl bowl bowl was used. The first time it was used was in Ziyun temple, a crisis of destroying the door thousands of years ago.
I didn't expect to be used by myself for the second time, and I had nothing to do with it. In the end, I not only nearly died, but also used up a precious opportunity.
The key is that now the purple gold bowl is still fighting against the light palm of the sky, and he is even more upset if the life and death crisis has not been solved.
"I hope the purple gold bowl can resolve this crisis! At that time, I'm going to spend time with Chu Xuan, and I can't do it. " Empty smell gnashing teeth said, only through the degree of Chu Xuan can get rid of the hate in the heart, by the way, get this palm from the sky, also can be regarded as making up for the purple gold bowl was "wasted" opportunity.
Kong Wen has strong confidence in the purple gold bowl bowl bowl, so he can't resist the power of the magic weapon.
Even if the light palm is really the Tathagata God's palm, powerful and incomparable, but there will always be a time when the power of Chu Xuan will be exhausted? I think that when he has no exhaustion, he will be able to take his chance by himself.