"What is Vairocana trying to do?"
All the customers looked down at Vairocana, who was facing Zhou Yang from afar.
Did he not want to pay the Alipay anymore?
"Maybe!" Guanyin Bodhisattva and the other Buddhas smiled.
Vairocana did not release his aura, but he seemed to be even stronger than Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang's move was loud, but it did not cause any changes in the weather. Vairocana only chanted a Buddhist mantra and the shadows of the ancient Buddhas appeared.
With such power, he was probably the strongest person below the Saint Canonization stage.
"I remember that Vairocana only used one move to suppress the Demon King Sun Wukong," an old demon who had seen the battle between Sun Wukong and Vairocana said softly.
Wanjie Lou took 30 moves to defeat the Demon King Sun Wukong. Wanjie Lou's combat power did not seem to be as strong as Vairocana!
"Wanjie Lou's shop owner is a businessman after all. He might not be good at combat," a Demon King explained.
Vairocana might be the leader of the Mahayana Sect, but his combat skills were well-known in various regions. His combat power was definitely at the top among those in the same realm.
All the customers of Wanjie Lou were speechless. Perhaps the shop owner should open a performance company.
"This is against the rules!"
Zhou Yang said coldly. Everyone could feel the coldness in Zhou Yang's voice.
"The Mahayana Sect is willing to exchange three Buddha relics for the Vajra Buddha," Vairocana said calmly without any change in his expression.
"All the relics of your Mahayana Sect already belong to Wanjie Lou," Zhou Yang said without backing down.
Vairocana frowned slightly and struggled in his heart. Should he attack or not?
When he decided to participate in the treasure trade, the heavenly secret of the prosperity of Buddhism appeared again.
After entering Chang 'an, he could vaguely divine the existence of Zhou Yang.
Although it was a little vague, at least he was not as clueless as before.
It wasn't until he got his hands on the Book of Dao that he realized that Wanjie Lou couldn't affect his luck at all.
Even when he had the urge to kill, he could no longer feel the danger to his life. Danger and opportunity each had half the risk.
"What's going on?"
Vairocana didn't know why there would be such a huge change in Heaven's design. Could it be that after the owner of Wanjie Lou obtained the Sutra of Daoism, he would succeed in becoming a Saint?
If he didn't participate in the treasure trade fair, then he wouldn't have a chance with the Heavenly Virtue Scripture. It wouldn't be difficult for the Saint Wanjie Lou to kill him.
As he participated in the treasure trade fair, the sense of danger became smaller and smaller. By the time he successfully traded for the Sutra of Tao Te Ching, the danger and opportunity had already become half and half.
According to this analysis, he might also succeed in becoming a Saint.
However, whoever succeeded in becoming a Sage first would be the final winner.
Not everyone was like the Grand Pure One, who was quiet and had no ambitions.
Vairocana wanted all the immortals, demons, and demons in the world of the Journey to the West Demon Subduing Chapter to worship him.
But why did the Grand Pure One trade with the Sutra of Tao Te Ching?
"Amitabha, the owner might have misunderstood. In the Buddhist classics, there are only 12,000 Buddhist scriptures, all of which are great techniques of the world," Vairocana said.
The reason why he couldn't deduce Wanjie Lou might be because Wanjie Lou had a treasure that could hide the secrets of heaven. It was rumored that the Grand Pure One had one with unparalleled defense that could defend against any attack.
As for those smart laptops that he had never seen before, Vairocana guessed that Wanjie Lou might be one of the hundred races that lived in seclusion in a small space in ancient times.
"Vairocana, are you going back on your word?"
Zhou Yang looked at Vairocana below with a gloomy face, but he praised loudly in his heart, "Good for you to go back on your word."
"What about you guys?" Zhou Yang looked at the Nether King and the Celestial Thearch of the Spirit race, his eyes shining coldly.
The Nether King and the Celestial Thearch sized up the Grand Pure One from the corner of their eyes. Looking at the expressionless and calm Grand Pure One, the two of them hesitated slightly.
"My words are as good as gold." The Celestial Thearch of the Spirit race said lightly, but he planned to wait and see. As the Celestial Thearch of the Spirit race, the most important thing was stability.
The Spirit race occupied the region with the richest resources in the world of the Journey to the West Exorcism, but they were weaker than the Mahayana Buddhism Sect and the Netherworld, so they couldn't cause any trouble now.
If Wanjie Lou won, he would give everything. If Wanjie Lou lost, nothing would happen.
"The Netherworld will keep its word." For some reason, the Nether King also agreed.
After the Celestial Thearch of the Spirit race and the Nether King agreed, in the eyes of others, Zhou Yang's face finally looked better.
In everyone's opinion, the Celestial Thearch of the Spirit race and the Nether King were both great sects like the Mahayana Buddhism Sect, and their strength was comparable.
If the three of them went back on their word at the same time, there was nothing that Wanjie Lou could do about them.
The three of them might even join forces to kill Wanjie Lou to solve the hidden danger.
In the past thousands of years, countless Mahayana experts had fallen.
Even Kong Sheng, who was a Sage, had fallen, let alone Mahayana experts.
However, Zhou Yang was cursing in his heart, "A bunch of scheming b * tches!"
They didn't even say anything!
"Mister, what's wrong with you guys?"
Crown Prince Li Jiancheng looked at Confucius and the others, whose faces were twitching.
Wanjie Lou was obviously at a disadvantage, but not only were these people not worried, they were even gloating.
"It's nothing!" Confucius and the others hurriedly replied. If the shop owner's plan was delayed, he would probably have to stay in his own world for the rest of his life.
"Yes!" Xun Zi, Yan Hui, and the others nodded.
How could we gloat? You must have seen wrongly.
"Then I'll have to take it myself." Zhou Yang said as he threw a punch towards Vairocana. His fist shone with a dazzling golden light, like a golden sun, dazzling everyone's eyes.
Under this punch, the weather changed, and even the countless small demons below were paralyzed by the powerful aura and fell to the ground.
"What a powerful punch!"
All the demon kings rejoiced. This punch could probably shatter a thousand-meter-tall mountain.
They wanted to snatch the goods from such a powerful expert. It was purely an act of courting death.
Below, Gautama Buddha's expression didn't change. He waved his sleeves, and a golden light met the golden fist radiance.
The collision of the two did not make any sound, but those below the Dacheng stage were shivering. They could feel that the energy above was enough to destroy their souls.
Boom! Boom! Boom! … … …
Zhou Yang and Gautama Buddha exchanged blows back and forth a few times. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Maha-Vairocana had the absolute upper hand. Moreover, Zhou Yang's expression was getting darker and darker.
"The shop owner's strength has improved again." Lord Tiedan Zhu Guores, who was standing at a corner of the drill ground, said with a bitter smile.
Could it be that the shop owner had mastered the Performing Dao?
"Yes!"
Zhang Sanfeng, who was standing at the side, also had a look of agreement. They were the earliest customers who came into contact with the shop owner, and they knew Zhou Yang's character the best.
This was definitely a trap!
"Could it be that the shop owner can't defeat Vairocana?" Tang Gaozu Li Yuan's voice trembled as he listened to the discussion of the Wanjie Lou tourists.
Was he suppressed by Vairocana to this extent, or did his strength improve greatly?
If the Wanjie Lou shop owner was defeated, would the Mahayana Buddhism find trouble with the Great Tang?
The Great Tang had contributed a lot to the treasure exchange.
"I'm done!"
At this moment, Zhou Yang, who was being suppressed by Vairocana, teleported above Vairocana and sighed softly.
The Netherworld King and the Heavenly Thearch of the Spirit Race were really calm and didn't make a move.
He had put in so much effort to put on a show, and only Vairocana had jumped into the trap.
Zhou Yang slapped down at Maha-Vairocana as if he was slapping a fly.
Pa!
Under everyone's dumbfounded expressions, Vairocana landed on the ground like a cannonball.
There were no cracks on the ground, but Vairocana's Vairocana Golden Body was shattered by Zhou Yang's slap, and he collapsed on the ground, unable to move at all.
"It's against the rules of the Wanjie Lou trade! Suppressed for five million years! "
With a flick of his fingers, Zhou Yang flicked the dying Vairocana Buddha out of Chang 'an.
Boom!
A seven-colored mountain peak descended from the sky, pressing Vairocana below, and only his head could be seen.
Confucius and the others turned their heads. They had heard that in order to transcend, one had to cut the Dao.
The shop owner must have cut the Dao of moral integrity.
Gulp! Gulp! "Gulp …"
The Heavenly Thearch of the Spirit Race and the Netherworld King swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and their eyes were about to fall out. They no longer had the dignity of a leader. They directly lay on the table in front of them and looked at the seven-colored mountain peak.
Damn, the change in style was too fast. He slapped Vairocana to the brink of death with one slap.
Such strength was probably even stronger than that of the Grand Pure One.
The Netherworld King and the Heavenly Thearch of the Spirit Race looked at each other and saw a trace of fear and relief in each other's eyes. Fortunately, they liked to plan before taking action.
As for the Demon Kings, Immortals, and Buddhas below, they were already panting in fear, and their faces were pale. It was too powerful.
Even Vairocana couldn't take a slap.
How did that million-feet-tall seven-colored mountain peak appear? There was no fluctuation at all. It just appeared just like that.
Five million years!
Five million years ago seemed to be the Primordial Era.
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