I Can’t Be a Sword God

The Golden Bodhisattva walked very peacefully.

...

When that giant golden palm overwhelmingly suppressed Li Chu, for a brief moment, the Golden Bodhisattva thought he was going to succeed.

boom--

Because the touch of a giant palm landing is solid, Li Chu is right under the palm.

At the same time as there was a loud bang, the golden light on the giant palm quickly faded, and turned into a majestic mountain peak from bottom to top in a blink of an eye. This is the world of the Golden Bodhisattva, and all the rules are in his hands. This mountain is like a diamond casting, its weight is more than tens of millions, and it wants to press the little Taoist under it.

The Golden Bodhisattva planned to stick another sealing talisman on the mountain to hold him down for five hundred years, and then let other young monks come and release him. If he is still alive, let him protect the young monk and go west together.

I naturally waited for him to worship in Xitian.

Thinking of this, the Golden Bodhisattva almost smiled triumphantly.

But in the next second, he suddenly felt a piercing pain.

It was scalded.

He finally felt it, a thick and long thing suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, it was so hot that he couldn't hold it down anymore!

laugh--

The Golden Bodhisattva shouted loudly, trying to suppress that thing!

"ah!"

But how can he suppress this, and it exploded in an instant!

"Roar--"

A red dragon pierced through the back of his hand, and viciously attacked the Golden Bodhisattva's face. Compared with his huge Buddha figure, this sword Qi Chilong is not big. But the power contained in it was beyond his imagination.

A fiery shadow was reflected on the face of the Golden Bodhisattva.

Some light and shadow also began to emerge in those golden pupils.

...

He was originally a young monk in the Tiannan Pure Land Yunfu Temple, and was of the same generation as Jiang Yi.

Strictly speaking, Jiang Yi is still his junior.

At that time, there were thirty-six courtyards in Yunfu Temple, and a few people had to be selected to enter the Shenxu Temple for training. Because entering the Shenxu from the same door requires teamwork.

Therefore, Yunfu Temple decided to form a team of five people from each courtyard to participate in this big competition.

At that time, Little Golden Bodhisattva had already emerged and was the absolute leader among practitioners of his generation. He attached great importance to this opportunity to become famous, so when he stood on the martial arts arena, he looked at his teammates very solemnly.

"This big competition is very important, and the strength of the opposing team should not be underestimated. Next, let me lay out the tactics. The five of us... Huh? Why is there one less?"

After asking, I saw my teammate pointing to the back and said, "He has already rushed up."

Turning around, he saw at the other end of the martial arts arena in the distance, the teammate who rushed up to fight five was being severely beaten by five people on the opposite side.

"Idiot!" Xiao Jin cursed, ignored it, turned around and continued, "The four of us must... eh? Why are there only three?"

As soon as my doubts arose, I heard a voice from over there: "I'm here to save you!"

I saw a new teammate rushing over there, while the previous teammate had already lost his fighting power, foaming at the mouth on his back, and the scene became a one-on-five again.

"It can't be like this!" Xiao Jin gritted his teeth, he quickly reached out and grabbed the two people beside him, "The three of us must stick together..."

But the right hand caught the person, but the left hand was empty.

He feebly scooped the air twice with his hand, and muttered silently, "No way..."

Sure enough, someone yelled "Attack", that teammate quietly approached the enemy team, and then violently attacked the five opponents.

Then the scene turned into a tragic one-on-five again.

The way he charged looked so heroic, and he cried so loudly when he was beaten.

Xiao Jin turned his head to look at the last teammate he held back, almost pleading: "We two must be united..."

Unexpectedly, the last teammate shook off his hand contemptuously, and sprayed: "The teammates are all going up to start a group. If you don't follow, you are still holding me here, without any consciousness."

Xiaojin's eyes were almost cracked, he never thought that the other party would say that about him, he justified, "They are going to give it away..."

"So what?" The teammate snorted coldly, "Do you want to be a hero for a moment, or a coward for a lifetime?"

After all, the teammates held their heads high, roared angrily, and rushed towards the other five.

"Dabaa..." The Golden Bodhisattva looked at his back in despair.

There is no question about the result.

When the five strong men on the opposite side came in front of him, the Golden Bodhisattva suddenly found out.

When you team up with four orphans, you become an orphan, even if you aren't an orphan.

This is probably the orphan's rounding theorem.

In the end, relying on his superb cultivation, he stubbornly resisted. If it weren't for a man named Jiang Yi in the opposite team, it might not be impossible for him to fight five against one.

In the end, his monastery was unfortunately defeated.

The other four teammates agreed that it was Xiao Jin's responsibility, and gave him a good meal.

No matter how articulate Xiao Jin is, his lips are hard to beat. How could he be able to scold that group of people.

I had to plant a seed of revenge against the world in my young heart.

Just at this time, fate brought a turning point.

Although Jiang Yiyi's monastery finally won the qualification for the Shenxu experience, one of his disciples was unable to participate in the experience because of hemorrhoids.

Jiang Yiyi chose Xiao Jin, who impressed him deeply, as his training teammate this time.

That was also the first time Xiao Jin realized that hemorrhoids were indeed the lifelong enemy of Buddhist disciples.

The later story is that he and his fellow disciples obtained the most precious treasure of the Buddhist sect in the Shenxu, and finally seized the treasure, killed people, and betrayed into the demon sect.

This is probably the reason why he was hurt before.

teammate?

There is a fart.

The equipment is still available.

...

As time passed, he became the head of the five Dharma Kings of the Demon Sect, the fearsome Golden Bodhisattva.

Everything was fine until some time ago, Emperor Yu suddenly released the news that he was about to leave the customs soon, and ordered the five dharma kings to launch the power cultivated for so many years to disrupt the world and create momentum for the coming of the Demon Sect.

The Golden Bodhisattva united the five Dharma kings and said that it is safer for everyone to act together.

In short, ask for a group.

Grandma Agni was the first to refuse.

Because the ancestors of her aristocratic family were old enemies with Suzaku, the battle was at a critical juncture at this time, and she absolutely couldn't get away. At most, she could send her grandson Huo Zhuge to help.

Naturally, this grandson is not worthy of playing with the bosses.

The Golden Bodhisattva didn't understand, why is that wild monster so easy to fight? The ancestors have been fighting for so long, and they haven't played enough?

Bai Shigong was the second to refuse.

He said that he also needs to practice in seclusion and develop for a period of time, and he will not leave the seclusion to cooperate with Emperor Yu until he has completed his magical skills.

But Golden Bodhisattva knew that he was just timid.

Closed-door practice?

He will only practice his Yin-Yang Dao with those three thousand concubines.

development?

Shit!

Cang Haijun was the third to refuse.

He said that he had a reason to destroy Shenluo City.

But what is Shenluo City? The second largest city in Heluo, the hinterland of the dynasty. What is the difference between going there directly to do things, and leading the line and demolishing the tower alone in front of everyone?

Sure enough, Lord Canghai became the first among the five Dharma Kings to receive the boxed lunch.

Although the Wooden King agrees to form a group, he disagrees with the Golden Bodhisattva.

The Golden Bodhisattva believes that the Northland is close to the Golden State, and the control of the Heluo Dynasty is not strong, so it is suitable as a place to raise the flag.

However, the Muren King felt that the wildness and remoteness of the southern border were more suitable for the development of the Demon Sect.

In fact, there has always been a rivalry between the two French kings with the highest status. In the end, due to the competition for command power, the two parted ways and went their own way.

In a trance, the Golden Bodhisattva had a feeling of deja vu.

How similar is this scene to the Martial Arts Field back then?

...

In the Northland, he made a careful plan and attracted reliable teammates.

In the plan, he, King Wanshi and Cao Pan divided into three groups, and finally achieved the goal of dominating the entire northern land.

But I didn't expect that my side was still advancing smoothly, and the two roads that had been wiped out in an instant were all gone.

Those two guys didn't even give themselves a chance to scold them, they fled to the Western Regions without saying a word, quit the game, and never came back.

And now, the enemy they provoked actually found themselves.

oh.

It turns out that they caused trouble, is it me who is going to die?

It's really outrageous.

If he can go back to the past, he just wants to say a word to the king of all ages.

Are you okay to mess with that little Taoist priest?

I'm dying.

...

When the fiery sword energy finally pierced through his golden Buddha body, when the golden light world began to shatter and collapse, the sword energy that could not be suppressed by any rules was destroying everything, and the huge golden body shattered inch by inch.

There is no golden body in the world that will never collapse.

The golden debris floated in the air, and one could vaguely feel a sense of sadness.

May there be no teammates in heaven.