Under the guidance of the golden Buddha in front of him, he felt the vastness and boundlessness of the Buddha's teachings and enjoyed the spiritual wonders brought about by the Buddhist sound.
What is more, in the presence of the golden Buddha's several heavy Buddhist sounds, he felt that his body, too, was undergoing extremely wonderful changes and perceptions.
It was comfortable, extremely comfortable.
So comfortable that one even wanted to gently close his eyes and sleep.
"To let go, is that how comfortable it is?" Han Qianqian smiled and murmured.
"When a person is born, he or she is carefree, but after experiencing more and giving up more, he or she cannot let go. This is what is meant by a thousand threads of worry. As long as you can let go of them, you will be able to let go of them and gain them, to go beyond the void and be at ease."
"When you are beyond emptiness and at ease, you are what people call a Buddha." Buddha gently taught.
Han Qianqian smiled and nodded, suddenly opening his eyes and asking, "So Buddha have you put it down again?"
The Golden Buddha obviously did not expect this question from Han Qianqian and froze for a moment before replying indifferently, "If I had not been able to let go, how would I have become a Buddha?"
Han Qianqian shook his head, "You have not let go."
The Golden Buddha was slightly dissatisfied, "Don't talk wildly, what can't I let go of?"
"If you had let go, why would you have insisted on teaching me to step out of this demon streamer? If I have already let go of it, why should I care where I am?" Han Qianqian gave a cold laugh.
"How dare you, I am teaching you to get out of the demon streamer because you and I have a destiny, and I am tiding you over." The Golden Buddha said with slight anger.
"Monks, the four great things are empty, I just casually refuted you with a few words, and you are already furious?" Han Qianqian smiled faintly.
Only then did the Golden Buddha notice his outburst and hurriedly closed his eyes naturally, "Amitabha Buddha, sins and sins!"
"There's no need to pretend, from the first moment I saw you, I knew that you were clearly a false Buddha, for when you saw me, there was a hint of surprise and a hint of hatred, wasn't there?" Han Qianqian said in a cold voice.
"You!" The Golden Buddha faintly froze.
He hadn't expected that Han Qianqian had discovered that slightest fluctuation of his emotions.
"If you don't believe me, why did you bother to enlighten the Buddha's teachings as I said?" Buddha said.
"Doesn't the Buddha say that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? If I don't follow what you do, how will I know what you are trying to do?"
"It seems that this seat cannot keep you." With a cold voice, the Golden Buddha suddenly flipped his palm, and all of a sudden, a huge Buddha palm pressed down directly.
Facing the huge Buddha's palm with the power of thunder, Han Qianqian's energy surged up and he directly drew up his Pan Gu Axe and attacked it with a blast.
But in the next second, Han Qianqian froze. The Pan Gu Axe, which had always been invincible, suddenly met the Buddha's palm like plastic meets a mountain, and in just an instant, the Pan Gu Axe was instantly broken.
The Pan Gu axe had broken!
How could this be possible?
That was the king of all weapons!
Without thinking about it, Han Qianqian hurriedly flipped over and urgently avoided the Buddha's palm that was pressing down.
It was obvious that the Buddha's palm was extremely powerful, and Han Qianqian's heart palpitated. If he was crushed by this Buddha's palm, even if Han Qianqian's body was strong, he would become mush.
Even though he had his Immortal Xuan Armour and Golden Body, but what qualifications did he have to fight against it when even his Pan Gu Axe had broken straight off?
As he was having second thoughts, the Buddha's palm flipped and struck towards Han Qianqian again.
There was not much Han Qianqian could do but hide!
However, the Buddha's palm was huge and very fast, and even though Han Qianqian was very fast, after a few rounds, Han Qianqian was already panting and in great distress.
"Little boy, this is the price you pay for angering this throne. If you don't want to be crushed to death by my Vajra Buddha Palm, then you should give up and be captured. I will accept you as my disciple and study the Buddha's teachings with me!" The Golden Buddha said softly at this point.
"Hey, I have a wife and a daughter, so what's the point of practising Buddhism? Besides, if I want to practice Buddhism, it's not with you, a false monk of a crooked path." Han Qianqian laughed hideously and used the momentum to dodge again.
The Buddha's palm was so big and so fast that Han Qianqian was already exhausted.
Nor did he know why, his own incomparably majestic aura seemed to be completely pulled empty in front of this Buddha.
"Fools cannot be taught." The Golden Buddha cursed and blasted the sky with another palm, "Then you will be crushed into mush by my Vajra Buddha's palm."
At this moment, Han Qianqian's face was already pale under the streamers, and the blood from his mouth had already soaked through his upper body's single garment. If it wasn't for the Immortal Xuan Armour that had been struggling to support him and alleviate his injuries, I was afraid that Han Qianqian would have been killed alive by the crowd's siege.
"Damn it, what's going on? Is this grandson made of iron? How can he not die?" Ye Gucheng was so angry that he cursed, his whole body was panting, at the same time, his heart also felt horrible, just let him fight, he and a group of people are all exhausted almost half dead, but still have not killed him, if this is hard against hard, what can they still do with him?
Wang Juzhi is also furious, at this time, his eyes shrink ......