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Chapter 108 Father and Son Discuss Affection? Lingji Makes His Move, Golden Bowl? Give It Here! [Please Subscribe to All Chapters]
In the blink of an eye.
The Heavenly King was bound like a rice dumpling by the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon).
He struggled desperately.
His magical power was also unleashed to its fullest extent.
But it was of no use.
Although his magical powers were not bad, they were still far from those of Nezha.
Totally different!
"You traitor!"
Li Tianwang saw Nezha walking slowly towards him.
He was both angry and afraid.
But unfortunately, there were no effective means to achieve this.
"He's supposed to be a Heavenly King?!"
Nezha retracted his three-headed, six-armed Dharma body and said disdainfully, "Is this all you've got? You always call me a rebellious son when something happens. If someone like you can become the Heavenly King, then this Heaven is doomed!"
Nezha's eyes were fierce.
Even Li Tianwang dared not look him in the eye at that moment.
After all, he was afraid of the other party deep down.
When you see Nezha, he usually doesn't have a pagoda in his hand.
He wanted to get the Linglong Pagoda as soon as possible.
He had already fallen into enemy hands.
Now we are in an extremely awkward situation.
What else can be done?
"Old man, you've finally met your match?"
Nezha looked at Li Jing, who was trembling, and sneered, "When you destroyed my temple and used a pagoda to suppress me, did you ever think of this day?"
The swords in his hands clashed.
It also emitted a loud and clear sound.
At this moment, Li Tianwang felt his hair stand on end.
Because he knows.
Nezha really dared to cut him down directly!
After all, he dared to skin himself alive when he was a child.
After he is resurrected.
They even killed him so badly that he had nowhere to go but to heaven or hell.
If it weren't for the Buddha's compassion in the beginning.
He definitely wouldn't be alive today.
Li Tianwang closed his eyes and finally said, "You unfilial son, if you had known this would happen, you would have..."
He sighed inwardly.
However, there was no way to undo it.
……
"Amitabha!"
A Buddhist chant echoed in the distant sky.
The sky was already somewhat gloomy.
But surprisingly, there was a Buddha's light shining in the sky.
Nezha paused slightly.
His brow furrowed into a knot.
It was clear that it had sensed someone familiar.
"Father and son killing each other disrupts the fundamental principles of morality and ethics!"
The figure in the distance slowly emerged; it was none other than Bodhisattva Lingji. He said, "Prince Nezha, please stop now. If you stop now, the bond between father and son will still remain, and there will be a way back after returning to Heaven."
His figure was extremely tall.
It is standing high above those floating clouds.
Yet it remains elusive.
Many clouds surrounded his chest and waist.
He still wore the same smoky eye makeup.
Behind them, sashes fluttered.
It is just like the halo of gods and Buddhas.
behind him.
There were also five hundred Arhats sitting on the clouds.
They did not look at the scene before them.
But he was reciting scriptures.
It seems that he has no interest in anything external.
It does indeed have characteristics of Buddhism.
Nezha noticed Lingji's arrival, and his gaze changed slightly.
"A Buddhist."
Nezha still carried his sword and said, "You've come at just the right time, or were you hiding on the sidelines all along, just watching this old man fight me and waiting to reap the benefits?"
Because they were freed from constraints.
At this moment, Nezha spoke with a more unrestrained air.
He raised his eyebrows.
His eyes were full of mockery.
"This old monk has come here on the orders of the Buddha to welcome the Victorious Fighting Buddha back to his rightful place!"
Lingji remained expressionless. He made a Buddhist hand gesture and said, "Having arrived here, I witnessed the Heavenly King and his son fighting each other. I couldn't bear it, so I pleaded with Prince Nezha to stop for the sake of Buddha!"
"Oh?"
Sun Wukong, who was sitting on a cloud, slowly got up and sneered, "Bodhisattva Lingji, it's been a long time. I, Old Sun, have only just come out. You've arrived quite quickly. But what if I don't want to go back?"
He took over the conversation.
This means that even Lingji Bodhisattva should change his target.
After all, this Bodhisattva was compassionate.
But not much.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have done what they did to the Kingdom of Shalli.
Lingji also looked at Sun Wukong and said, "It is a joyous occasion for our Buddhist realm that the Victorious Fighting Buddha has returned. Now that the World Honored One has issued a decree to allow the Victorious Buddha to go to the West as well, if the Victorious Buddha is unwilling, this old monk will have no choice but to take action."
He still did not open his eyes.
However, its aura was extremely powerful.
Even if it were Sun Wukong.
One can also sense that this Bodhisattva possesses profound magical power.
It's not an easy opponent to deal with either.
However, he wasn't afraid at all, and even sneered inwardly.
"Since that's the case, then don't put on that act in front of Lao Sun anymore."
Sun Wukong placed his golden cudgel on his back and said, "Let me, your old Sun, see just how capable you, Bodhisattva, are to dare say you can take me away."
Lingji also sighed softly.
He shook his head, seemingly somewhat helpless.
So he was behind him.