Journey to the West: God-level Gathering Technique

"Emperor Gochen is so powerful, but he has just broken through to the quasi-sage realm and cultivated the body of the Chaos Demon God, so he can gain the upper hand in the battle with my clone. It really cannot be underestimated."

In the Western Blissful Heaven, Taoist Zhunti frowned when he saw his avatar come back, covered in red and colorful.

The doppelgänger from the dead body has the same mind as his own deity. Zhunti Taoist naturally knows what happened in the battle just now. Jiang Han's difficulty is beyond his expectation. If he continues to fight, he will lose in all likelihood.

"It's a pity that in today's prehistoric times, saints can't make a move. Otherwise, I would go down to the realm myself, and there would be no such thing as seducing Emperor Chen."

Taoist Zhunti put one hand on Patriarch Bodhi's body, healed the other's wound, and then retracted it into his body.

He felt a little emotional, if they, saints, hadn't been beaten so brutally during the Conferred God Calamity, they had shattered the prehistoric land, how could they be in today's predicament, it's all karma.

Not long after Patriarch Bodhi returned, the leading Buddha also entered the Western Paradise of Paradise.

The situation of receiving and guiding the Buddha is much better than that of the Bodhi Patriarch, what he was like when he went there, and he was still what he was when he came back, still the same yellow and thin face of suffering.

The Taoist Jieying sitting on the lotus platform slightly opened his eyes, pointed his hand, and transformed the Jieying Buddha back into the form of a spiritual treasure, and then retracted it into his body.

The Buddha didn't take much action in the lower realm just now. If he doesn't attack, he won't be injured.

Taoist Zhunti didn't say much when he saw this. He knew the character of his Taoist brother, he didn't like to argue with others, and usually he wouldn't take the initiative to fight.

And even if he leads the Buddha to make a move, he may not be able to win Jiang Han.

Jiang Han's strength can defeat Patriarch Bodhi, but when the two saints' avatars fight together, it is difficult for Jiang Han to compete.

But the leading Buddha will not do this, nor can he do so.

Even if the two of them shot together, Jiang Han could escape calmly, while the face of the Second Saint of the West would be completely lost.

That being the case, it is better to end the battle directly, not to argue with Jiang Han, not to fight is the right thing to do.

"However, you can't just let Emperor Gouchen continue to act like this."

Zhunti Taoist looked at the Western Paradise, which is paved with gold, has seven treasure lotus ponds, and eight merit waters. Every animal and plant can sing the Dharma of Brahma, which is very pure.

However, Taoist Zhunti was not at peace. He was very aware of Jiang Han's potential, the body of the Chaos Demon God, plus half of the Chaos Clock.

Whether it is Jiang Han becoming a saint or finding the remaining Chaos Clock, it will bring great trouble to the West, and he cannot let Jiang Han do this.

But his deity can't do anything, and his avatar is not Jiang Han's opponent, so it's hard to tell, so he can only act secretly

Jiang Han stood at the foot of the Lingshan Mountain. He reached out and recalled his Heavenly Fiend Spear and Chaos Clock.

Seeing that Bodhi Patriarch and Reception Buddha both entered the secret realm above Lingshan, Jiang Han stopped chasing and killing these two.

Western Paradise is a world opened up by saints, they can stay in it, and they can shoot freely, if Jiang Han enters, he will definitely ask for trouble.

"This group of people are already bereaved dogs. I have already established my power in this battle, and I have taken advantage of it. If I go after these monks, the killing karma will be too heavy, and the gain will not be worth the loss."

After the battle with Taoist Bodhi was over, the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Bhikkhunis all scattered and ran away.

Saint's avatars were all repulsed, how could they fight Jiang Han, they only had to escape.

Including the Tathagata, all the Buddhas have gone to nowhere, and there is no Buddha on the Lingshan Mountain in the West Heaven for a while.

Jiang Han didn't bother to chase them down. Now that Journey to the West was over, and he had gone through successive battles, he was a little tired at the moment, and although he didn't like the remaining Buddhist disciples, he didn't have a deep hatred, so he was too lazy to take action.

"By the way, where did Little White Dragon go?"

Jiang Han looked around, all the Buddhist disciples in this place had disappeared, but he didn't see his disciple. Thinking of this, he pinched his fingers and calculated, and immediately knew the whereabouts of the other party, so he couldn't help but smile.

Jiang Han turned around and turned into golden light, and when he reached the Hualong Pool on the back cliff of Lingshan Mountain, he saw the little white dragon in the pool.

And his horse, the dragon Qilin, was also drinking the water in the pool. In an instant, the horse stretched out, that is, its fur and horns were replaced, golden scales grew all over its body, and silver whiskers grew under its chin. With auspicious aura and four-clawed auspicious clouds, he regained his dragon unicorn appearance.

There are even more dragon parts on the body.

This Hualong Pond is a treasure of Buddhism. The water quality is crystal clear and radiates golden light. The water in this pool has special uses and is very precious. All pilgrims are eager to drink it. Stay away from filth, purify the body, purify the mind, grow and nurture the six roots, and stay away from illness and suffering.

Of course, the most important thing is to be able to cultivate into the body of a real dragon.

Originally, the little white dragon in the Westward Journey was accused by his father of disobedience because he set fire to the jewel in the temple, and he violated the rules of heaven. Horn, pick off the pearl under the neck, and then become the horse.

In addition to taking off the pearl under the neck of the little white dragon, Guanyin also took off the scales all over his body and removed the horns on his head.Without scales and horns, and without inner alchemy, Xiao Bailong really became a horse.

Therefore, he had to rely on Hualongchi to grow back the scales and horns.

But now, as Jiang Han's disciple, the little white dragon is not restrained. He is a real dragon himself. Drinking the water from Hualong Pond is a treasure that can elevate his realm.

Long Qilin shouted: "The water in this pond is all good stuff, let him drink it up while no one is around."

Speaking of this, it opened its mouth wide, ready to take it all in, and displayed its magical powers to collect water.

However, the Hualong Pond emitted immeasurable Buddha's light, bursts of Buddha's voice were deafening, and the sound of the dragon's chant immediately blocked his spell, and he did not absorb a single drop of water.

"Buddhist people have set up restrictions in the pool, and it is not so easy for you to take them away, but you have come today, so you can't let them go."

Seeing Long Qilin's embarrassment, Jiang Han chuckled and walked over.

"Master."

"Owner."

Long Qilin and Xiao Bailong changed back to their usual forms and saluted Jiang Han.

Jiang Han signaled them to be excused, looking at the pool of Hualong water, feeling a little pity.

Although the Buddhist Dragon Transformation Pond is good, its use is limited. Basically, it can only be used by people with dragon blood, or to turn other things into dragons.

In other words, this thing is for the use of the eight dragons, and it is of no use to him. ..