Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 655
[Chapter 639 Bombarding the Netherworld and Raiding the White Lotus!]
sound of reading aloud resounds across the beautiful land.
This is the study place of the Han clan, and also the Confucian world of Han Changli, the head of the temple.
In this world, talent is still important, but hard work also has incredible power.
It was once commented by a half-sage that if you study here, if you work hard, your potential will increase by at least 30%.
That is to say, the talent that originally stopped at the fourth rank can gain the future of a third-rank Confucianism here.
This is the magical effect of “hard work”.
In this world of Confucianism, Han Changli’s holy question is engraved: Why study?
And the answer is this Confucian-minded rule of heaven and earth-
there are roads and hard work in the mountains of books, and there is no limit to the sea of learning and hard work!
In the previous dynasty, there were two semi-sages, Sun Jing and Su Qin, who evolved the supernatural powers of “hanging the head from the beam” and “stabbing the buttocks” to enhance the potential of the Confucian scholars of the human race. Is the first person.
When Feng Sheng opened Jinxiu, Shujun Yan Qingchen wrote the holy way “encouraging learning” in his own handwriting, and Fang Tiandi made a town for this –
“The lights are on at three o’clock and the chicken is on o’clock at five o’clock, which is when men are studying.”
“Black hair doesn’t know how to study early, Bai Shoufang regrets reading late.”
At this moment, Han Changli was reading the bound volume of “Journey to the West” under the ginkgo tree for the first few times, when he suddenly felt something, closed the pages of the book, and looked forward.
The space under Han Changli’s gaze was distorted, and then a figure walked out of it.
“Wenchang is here…” Han Changli said with a faint smile, and the figure also solidified, his whole body swayed slightly, and then restrained.
“I’ve seen the teacher.” The half-sage named Wenchang bowed, and listened to the sound of reading in his ears, and smiled slightly, “It’s been a long time since I came to the teacher’s hardworking world, listening to the sound of these children reading, it reminds me of the past .”
“What happened in the past?” Han Changli motioned the other party to sit down, and said with a smile, “Is it because I studied too hard in my holy world and didn’t return for ten years, and after going out, I found out that the woman I love is already married?
” Sheng Wenyan also smiled helplessly: “Master, don’t mention this matter again.”
Han Changli became more interested, and said: “You are the one who says not to mention it, and you are the one who wrote the poem.
” I wish I could meet you when you were not married…”
“Those who don’t know, think that this hard-working world of mine is such a tiger and wolf!”
“Don’t think that if you speak like a woman, as a teacher, you don’t know that this poem was written by you back then. ”
Zhang Wenchang got up quickly and saluted: “Master, I have admitted my mistake to you.”
After teasing this always upright disciple, Han Changli stopped talking, but asked about the business: “About that boy Chen’s plan What did Mr. Xiyi say?” When he
mentioned the business, Zhang Wenchang looked serious, and said seriously: “Mr. Xiyi said that this plan is feasible, and the Taoist Palace will follow the pace of the temple!”
Han Changli nodded when he heard the words: “Chen The boy has already set out the hiding place of the Bodhisattva in charge, and it should be activated in a few days, so you stay by my side.”
“Yes!” Zhang Wenchang replied, but still frowned subconsciously.
Such small actions naturally cannot hide from Han Changli’s eyes. The so-called knowing son is like a father. As a master, even if the other party has been made a saint, Han Changli still knows the other party’s thoughts.
“Do you think that Boy Chen’s plan is too childish and full of loopholes?”
“And also think that the Bodhisattva in charge is really stupid and not worthy of his fruitful status?”
Zhang Wenchang nodded and said, “I do have such doubts.”
“Not to mention, since the Bodhisattva in charge is responsible for such a plan, and has been lurking for so long without being discovered, his scheming must be deep. How could Chen Luo leak so many flaws in a few words!”
“You…” Han Changli reached out and nodded Zhang Wenchang, sighing : “Too honest, this Confucianist’s exquisite mind has not grasped half of it.” The heart is really dark.”
Speaking of this, Han Changli also smiled, and then continued, “Don’t substitute yourself for the other.”
“There are two cores of Chen Xiaozi’s ability to deceive the great Bodhisattva in charge.”
” First, the world cannot know about the things in the nether world. This is already a universally recognized truth. Although this plan originated in the world, it fell into the nether world. No matter how much the world guesses, it will not be able to find the beginning and the end.”
“Secondly, It is the Buddha bone relic. The Buddhists in the Western Regions spent a lot of money to refine the communication letter with the Buddha bone relic. The reason for the accident.”
“Although there is information about the supernatural power of the blood body in martial arts, the level is still too low for the great Bodhisattva. Besides Chen boy, only Adamo has entered Qiqianli so far, so naturally he will pay less attention. ”
“You have to see through the news of Boy Chen going to and from the Netherworld and the blood body transformation at the same time, so that there is a slight possibility to connect things together.”
Seeing that Zhang Wenchang wanted to say more, Han Changli raised his hand and interrupted: “This is an internal cause, and there are also external factors.” ”
“First of all, Boy Chen used the three major forces of Wen Yunsun, Bai Yanyan, and Qilin King to attack at the same time. If you don’t know the hidden identity behind Chen Boy, how can you associate them together?”
“Secondly, the blood tide is coming. At this time, Jin Yue’s role is becoming more and more important. In a hurry, he suspects that there are many traitors in the Buddhist sects of the Western Regions, so he will naturally be a little confused. This saint often said that every major event needs to be calm, and this is the reason.”
” Finally, you and I know the origins of Buddhism in the Western Regions, which was originally infected by demonic energy and occupied the avenue of ten thousand miles reaching heaven in the ancient Buddhist gate.
” The deeper it is, how can it compare with the immeasurable perfect enlightenment of the true Buddha?”
“Based on this, you will find that although Boy Chen’s plan is crude, it is effective.”
“When we look at the mountains, we say, ‘It’s good to see the water shimmering and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy’; the big Bodhisattva looks at the mountains , it’s ‘I don’t know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I’m only in this mountain’!”
Hearing Han Changli’s explanation, Zhang Wenchang sighed: “Your future generations are awesome.”
After speaking, he stood up and saluted Han Changli: “Thank you, teacher , for explaining this. Confused.”
“You are simple-minded, don’t delve into these schemes too much, so as not to affect the holy way.” Han Changli waved his hand and said, “Next, it should be the second step in Chen’s three-step plan.”
Zhang Wenchang stood up straight Body, smiled and said: “Disciple understands.”
“The next thing is: entering the circle of Wanshan, one mountain releases another mountain barrier.”
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Daxuan, Lin’an.
Ye Dafu was standing obediently in the corner, holding the teapot.
The dusty Chen Luo also didn’t expect that Yan Baichuan actually helped him contact the three semi-sages.
“Thank you for your hard work, three seniors.” Chen Luo bowed in salute, and the three half-sages waved their hands slightly, looking at Chen Luo curiously.
“You are welcome, Marquis Wu, this time is also a great plan for our human race. It is us who are saints who thank you.” The leader of a middle-aged half-sage said with a smile.
He looks a little thinner, but he is even more virile. If you look at him carefully, you will only feel that it seems real and unreal, as if you are in a painting.
“Exactly, it’s just that it’s inconvenient for me to enter the Southern Wilderness, so I let Marquis Wu come here to meet. If this plan is successful, the merits will be immeasurable.” The other half-sage who looked younger also smiled slightly.
“You’re welcome, it’s all from my own family!” The last fat prince wearing a royal robe laughed, and glared at Ye Dafu, “What are you doing standing there, come over and pour tea!”
“Hey, Grandpa!” Ye Shocked by the roar, Dafu hurried forward to pour tea, and looked at Chen Luo helplessly.
Chen Luo shrugged, expressing that he was helpless.
“Wuhou, the hall master has already informed us of your plan.” The middle-aged half-sage said, “Since we already have the specific position of the great Bodhisattva, with it as the core, it is no problem to draw the old man who is eight hundred miles away. ”
“It’s just that the old man has never seen the tide of blood, so I’m afraid there may be omissions.”
Before Chen Luo could speak, Old King Jing said quickly, “That’s why I called this king here too.”
“Zhang Zhengdao, don’t worry about painting. Ben The king has seen the blood tide, and I will tell you where you need to adjust.”
“It will be hard for King Jing.” Zhang Zhengdao nodded, “Let the old man open the world first to check the landscape and terrain on that side.”
After finishing speaking, Zhang Zhengdao sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, a holy power emanated from him, and Chen Luo felt that something in the sky was related to Zhang Zhengdao in front of him.
At this moment, the other half-sage smiled lightly and said, “Brother Zhengdao is in charge of the core of the eight hundred miles, and the saint will draw the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains eight hundred miles away.”
Old King Jing looked at him, hesitantly said: “Wang Ximeng , The purpose of painting thousands of miles around is to shield the perception of the surroundings, so as not to be tipped off by others, which is of great significance. Your consecration time is still short, do you need to call another half-sage to help?”
Wang Ximeng was not dissatisfied when he heard what the old King Jing said. Instead, he said with a smile: “King Jing, don’t worry, I traveled to the Southern Wilderness in my early years, and I used to integrate thousands of miles of mountains and rivers into my paintings. Now I can make thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and within half a stick of incense, I can definitely cut off the internal and external connections.”
After listening to the old king, King Jing clicked Nodding his head, he looked at Chen Luo again. Chen Luo smiled lightly, cupped his hands at Wang Ximeng, and said, “Thank you, Mr. Ximeng.”
Chen Luo didn’t know that Old King Jing said this, obviously referring to Wang Ximeng, but actually speaking to Chen Luo Luo listened.
Immediately, Wang Ximeng took the lead to draw a picture of mountains and rivers on the long scroll. After a while, Zhang Zhengdao also opened his eyes and took out his brush.
For a moment, the holy prestige in the secret room was rippling, only the sound of brushes being brushed was heard.
…
An hour later, Zhang Zhengdao took the lead in writing, and handed the drawn eight hundred li bloodline tide map to Lao Jingwang and Chen Luo. Old King Jing took the picture, frowned, and shook his head slightly.
“The clouds of luck are layered on top of each other, and the power of the heaven and the earth are almost the same, but there are still some things missing.”
Zhang Zhengdao said with a serious face, “What else is missing?
” Only then can the charm of the blood of the Yaozu be revealed.”
Zhang Zhengdao frowned: “But the blood shadow of the Yaozu involves the source of the blood and cannot be imitated. If it is written, it will be easier to be seen through…”
At this moment, Chen Luo weakly Said: “I have!”
Zhang Zhengdao looked at Chen Luo, and Chen Luo thought, a picture scroll flew out from his forehead and landed in front of Zhang Zhengdao, only to see five large characters written on the picture scroll: Bai Ze Ghost picture!
“The illustration book is not complete yet, but it should be usable after a while?” Chen Luo asked.
Zhang Zhengdao was stunned for a moment, and his soul swept across the picture of Bai Ze’s ghost, and his face suddenly showed joy: “It is available, it is available! Wait a moment, my friend, the old man will temporarily integrate the picture of Bai Ze’s ghost into this painting.”
“Wait The old man takes back this painting, and the ghostly picture of Bai Ze will be separated, so you don’t have to worry about losing this bloodline supernatural power.”
“Wait…” Old King Jing continued, “Apart from the blood shadow, there are other things missing. After
finishing speaking, Old King Jing frowned, thought for a long time, and said: “Blood and luck will inevitably trigger the induction of essence and blood. I can’t forge such a rule, but if ink is made of essence and blood, it can also It has the same effect.”
Zhang Zhengdao shook his head: “That requires a lot of blood, which requires the Holy Church…”
“I have it!” Chen Luo said softly again.
Zhang Zhengdao shook his head slightly: “Little friend, this blood essence needs a huge amount, I’m afraid…”
With a wave of Chen Luo’s hand, there were bottles and cans in front of him, exuding strong blood energy.
“Are these enough?” Chen Luo asked.
Old King Jing felt the breath of essence and blood emanating from the bottle, and frowned slightly.
Fuck!
Aren’t you being the teacher of your demon clan, setting up a kind and benevolent character? Where did so much high-quality blood come from?
“That… Martial arts are poor, so I saved a little more.” Chen Luo explained in a low voice, just joking, with so many leaders in Fangcunshan, and he is the head of Qilinyu, when will he lose blood?
“Eight hundred miles is enough.” Zhang Zhengdao roughly estimated, nodded, and his blood was boiling.
Essence and blood as ink, painting eight hundred miles!
He is a half saint, and he has never fought such a rich battle!
It’s not that he can’t collect these, the main reason is that as a semi-saint, he is too strictly watched.
“Wait!” Old King Jing said again, “I’m still missing something!”
“What’s missing?” Zhang Zhengdao didn’t panic at this time and asked calmly.
“The prehistoric spirit…”
“I have it!” Chen Luo looked at Old King Jing, you must have said it while staring at me.
Taking out a few prehistoric spirits that had been refined into crystals, Chen Luo looked at Old King Jing: “Grandpa Ye, tell me what else is missing.”
Old King Jing was also a little embarrassed, but he still said: ” According to common sense, these are enough.”
“But the scale of the bloodline tide this time is not small, we know this, and the Buddhists in the Western Regions probably also know it.”
“So if you want to hide it from them, you need a powerful bloodline to sit in charge!”
Old King Jing and Zhang Zhengdao looked at Chen Luo, and even Wang Ximeng, who was on the side, looked over curiously.
Chen Luo lived up to everyone’s expectations and nodded: “I have…”
Old Jing Wang: I know you have it, so let’s take a drop, Bai Ze’s essence blood…
“Is it okay, Emperor Demon Qilin?” Chen Luo asked innocently.
Old King King:?
Zhang Zhengdao:?
Wang Ximeng:?
It’s not written in the answer sheet.
When did you get the blood of the Emperor Demon Qilin?
Isn’t the unicorn extinct for two thousand years?
Isn’t that your hidden unicorn bloodline?
Fuck!
Look at what you got out!
The blood essence of the Yaozu in the eight hundred miles is condensed into the prehistoric spirit of the spar, and the bloodline breath of the emperor demon unicorn.
For these things, two or three ancestor monsters of the monster clan can be hired to lay a black hand on the great Bodhisattva in charge.
Too extravagant!
You are only seven thousand miles away, right?
With such a master of Taoism, martial arts will be poor?
No wonder there are rumors among the people recently: Poor culture and rich martial arts…
Looking at the eyes of the three sages, Chen Luo coughed dryly, thought of something, and said, “By the way, there is one thing missing.”
Old King Jing was stunned: ” What?”
Chen Luo grinned, “Atmosphere!”
Old King Jing narrowed his eyes, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.
…
Just as Chen Luo and the other half-sages were forging the bloodline tide, Bodhisattva Boya was restless.
It always feels like something bad is going to happen.
At his level of practice, he will still have some future perceptions.
“Could it be that Jin Yue had an accident?” Bodhisattva Boya’s heart moved. After counting, the last time Jin Yue contacted him was a day ago.
The last message is that Qilin Yu Gantang is following him, will he be safe?
It’s all my own fault, why did he let him go to Qilin Domain?
Ugh……
He told his location, and there is no abnormality so far. It seems that he really misunderstood Jin Yue before.
It’s all a coincidence!
“No, you must ensure the safety of Jinyue!” The Boya Bodhisattva thought for a while, then took out the Buddha bone relic, and left a message: “Foding, please reply
if you see it.” I will find you in person.”
“Before the blood tide, you were with me, and I will definitely keep you safe!”
“Remember, come back when you see it.”
“This seat is waiting for you!”
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Two in the future.
“I love you walking in a dark alley alone, I love your cheap appearance, I love you who have persisted in despair and refused to cry…”
“To the sobbing and roaring in the dark night…”
Chen Luo was sitting not far away from the Great Bodhisattva In a hill hundreds of miles away, game was roasting and humming. At this moment, there was a loud thunderclap in the sky.
Immediately, the blue righteousness almost filled the sky of the Southern Desolation, and a voice resounded like thunder—
“Wolf Killer, let’s fight!”
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Old King King Jing stood in the midair at the border between Daxuan and the Southern Desolation, releasing the semi-holy power.
Chen Luo asked him to yell at any ancestor monster of the monster clan at will, and he naturally thought of the ancestor wolf who came to sneak attack before.
Soon, in the southern wilderness, a wave of blood also shot up into the sky, and a phantom of a wolf’s head slowly condensed, and let out a wolf howl: “Ye Lai, the tide is approaching, don’t rush to fight!
” To be honest, this king will let you go.” Old King Jing spat, and launched an attack casually.
“Ye Lai, you are courting death!” Lang Lu waved his hand to disperse the attack of Old King Jing, the ancestral star was shining in the air, blood was flying in the sky, and when he was about to face the battle, he suddenly froze for a moment.
King Jing is gone!
“Ye Lai!” Lang Lu was about to chase him, when suddenly his ears moved, as if he had received some news, and stopped his figure.
But before Lang Lu understood what the old King Jing meant by this move, the southern wilderness was full of demonic aura.
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Qingqiu, Peach Blossom Forest.
Bai Yanyan frowned, looked at the great sages in the peach blossom forest who were desperately exuding aura, and sighed: “Put in a little more force!”
“Build up aura.”
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Yuyuan, Yushan. The sage
king of the snake clan looked at the jade slip in his hand, and frowned: “When a half-sage of the human race crosses the border, release the power of the great sage?
”
Nodding, it’s just to let go of the momentum, and it doesn’t matter.
“Let’s go!” Snake Tribe Sage King gave an order, and all the Snake Tribe Saints on Yushan were full of evil spirits!
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Junji Country, Junji Mountain.
“You have seen Lord Baishan’s request…”
“He wants to see if the aura of my ape clan is worthy of the title of Monkey King.”
“Let me out, my ape clan , the momentum is equal to the sky!”
“The time has come for our bloodline and the Monkey King to test us!”
Suddenly, in the entire Junji Kingdom, the evil spirit seemed to condense into substance, breaking through the sky.
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Davari.
Sensing the sudden surge of blood in Nanhuang, the sage of the Xiong clan nodded his head.
“Let them see the aura of my Bear Clan!”
“Yes!”
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Qilin Domain.
“Damn it, you can’t be cowardly in terms of momentum!”
“Let them inquire about who is the leader in the Southern Wilderness!”
“The Qilin Beast Blood Formation, arrange it!”
“I’m full of coercion!”
“I’m in the Qilin Domain, I’m not busy!”
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Wucai Xianyu.
“What’s the matter with those monster races?”
“What kind of momentum do you want to put on?”
“Could something happen that we don’t know about?”
“Forget it, just let go of the momentum, and you won’t suffer. Send the order, above the Great Sage, unleash the power Squeeze your momentum!”
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Weihushan.
Feng Nanzhi: “Boring!”
…
“Well… why are those monster races that I didn’t say hello come to join in the fun?” Chen Luo sensed the weather in Nanhuang at this time, and a trace of doubt flashed across his face.
But what the heck!
The more atmosphere groups the better.
The blood is all over the southern wasteland, and the atmosphere is in place!
Immediately, Chen Luo took out two scrolls, which exuded a faint holy power. One of them is “A Thousand Miles of Southern Desolation”. As soon as Chen Luo let go, the scroll flew away by itself, and then unfolded in the air. The pictures in the scroll seemed to fly out of the picture, and then turned into spots of light, heading towards Floating around.
Chen Luo’s eyes froze, and he always felt that the world seemed to have changed, but nothing had changed.
But then, Chen Luo opened another scroll. As soon as this scroll was opened, the picture in the painting immediately turned into light and shot into the air, leaving only a blank scroll.
After doing all this, Chen Luo used his blood body to transform into a supernatural power, and turned back into Jin Yue’s appearance.
At the same time, feeling the breath of Jin Yue’s blood, the Buddha bone relic shook again.
“Foding, are you alright?” came the eager greeting of the Bodhisattva in charge from inside.
Chen Luo let his mind shake for a moment before replying: “Nine…nine deaths.”
“Great Bodhisattva, I’m coming to you now!”
A message from the Great Bodhisattva immediately came from the opposite side: “No, where are you, I’ll go find you ? I sensed the sudden momentum of Nanhuang, and there was a confrontation between the semi-sage and the ancestor demon before, maybe something big happened.”
“Big thing? Could it be…” Chen Luo looked up at the sky, paused for a moment, until the sky When an obvious red blood line appeared, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The painting worked.
“Great Bodhisattva, look at the sky!”
“Blood tide, here we come!”
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The great Bodhisattva who was in the sealing formation felt his heart skip a beat when he saw Chen Luo’s reply.
coming?
It seems, a little early, right?
However, he immediately suppressed the sealing formation that blocked his tracks, flashed out of the cave where he was hiding, raised his head, and saw a line of blood in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, the blood lines turned into blood-colored clouds, layer upon layer, like a wave, overwhelming the sky.
The Great Bodhisattva frowned slightly, since the matter was serious, he decided to observe for a while longer.
At this time, in the clouds, faint blood shadows of the ancestor demon appeared, one, two, three… In the blink of an eye, the blood shadows of the source of various bloodlines were all over the eyes.
At this moment, the Great Bodhisattva sensed a faint savage aura emanating from the cloud.
“It’s the bloodline tide!” The great Bodhisattva waved his hand, and a monster race was thrown out of the Buddhist kingdom by him. He pointed to the sky and asked, “Did you sense the power of the bloodline?”
The monster race stared at the sky in a daze , suddenly shouted, and the momentum rose slightly.
“It’s true!” The Bodhisattva in charge was stunned for a moment, and then heard a beast’s roar in his ears. The big Bodhisattva’s eyes shone with golden light, and when he opened his Buddhist eyes, he found that there seemed to be something about to come out from the depths of the bloody cloud.
“The breath of the emperor and demon… that’s right, it’s the breath of blood from the White Lotus Tathagata!” The Great Bodhisattva understood it clearly.
No wonder Nanhuang’s aura suddenly changed. It turned out that the blood tide had started.
Although it was a little earlier than expected, no one could set the exact time for this kind of thing.
“Time! The key is to seize time!” A thought flashed through the Great Bodhisattva’s mind, he picked up the Buddha’s bone relic, and shouted, “Buddha, stay where you are, the battle is about to begin.”
Afterwards, the Great Bodhisattva came from He took out a seed from the storage order and threw it directly on the ground. Then, the seed took root and sprouted, and a white lotus flower grew out.
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At the same time, somewhere in the southern wilderness, a first-rank great sage suddenly opened his eyes from meditation.
With a slight movement in his heart, he flicked his wrist, and a blue porcelain bottle appeared in his hand.
At this time, the porcelain bottle vibrated slightly.
“The Great Bodhisattva has started battle?”
“Huh? Why is the South Wilderness so chaotic? The blood tide is here?”
He took out the Buddha bone relic and asked, but was blocked by Wang Ximeng’s Thousand Miles Painting, and the information was destined not to be obtained. Reply.
“No, the Great Bodhisattva has already started formation. I can’t do anything wrong here!” The first-rank great sage gritted his teeth and forced a drop of blood to fall on the porcelain bottle. The seal of the porcelain bottle was released immediately, and a vast ghostly death energy rushed into the sky. rise.
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Netherworld, the pure land of white lotus.
At this time, the clock rang loudly, almost resounding throughout the Bailian Pure Land.
A big Bodhisattva sits high on a white lotus, looking at all the big Bodhisattvas and Bodhisattvas below, looking at the white lotus that has just bloomed in his hand, he shouted loudly—
“The blood tide that I have been planning for a long time is here!”
“When the battle begins, the two worlds are connected, all Buddhist disciples, grab the blood and tidal luck!”
“This formation only has five breaths of time, be sure to inhale all of them into the Nether!
” One Jiazi wins!”
All the Buddhist disciples saluted together, and said: “Follow the Lord Buddha’s will.”
… one way
, two ways, three ways…four ways.
Chen Luo looked at the dead aura of Nether in the sky. It wasn’t until this moment that the ancestor demons realized that something was wrong, and all cast vigilant gazes at Nether.
But the ghostly death energy quickly connected with each other, forming a huge circle that almost covered half of the Southern Desolation. At this moment, within the circle, a golden light shone, and from the golden light, a white lotus bloomed.
Afterwards, the white lotus fell, the golden light dissipated, and within the circle, another world appeared.
It was a magnificent country, with Buddhist scriptures chanting faintly.
“Youming! It’s a Buddhist gate in the Western Regions!” An ancestor demon exclaimed.
“What are they going to do!”
“What’s going on? How did they communicate with the two worlds!”
At this moment, a Buddhist voice came from the circle: “The layout has been for thousands of years, and there will be today. The blood tide is destined to be with my Buddha…”
“Bodhisattvas, move…huh?” The tone of the voice changed suddenly.
What about Blood Tides? What about the luck of the Southern Wilderness?
Chen Luo, who had already been hiding at this time, looked at the huge circle in the sky composed of ghostly dead energy, and said lightly—
“Second Battalion Commander, pull out my Italian cannon…”
Chen Luo just finished speaking, Gao In the sky, two light spots, one blue and one purple, flashed.
The two bluish-purple light spots instantly enlarged, turning into two magnificent buildings.
Holy Church! Dao Palace!
Just as the Southern Wilderness Ancestral Demons appeared one after another, several Ancestral Demon stars soared into the sky and landed around the holy hall and Taoist palace.
The Ancestral Demon of Qingqiu Country, the Ancestral Demon of Junji Country, the Ancestral Demon of Yuyuan Country, the Ancestral Demon of Qingniu Clan, the Ancestral Demon of Sheep Clan…
At this time, the voices of the Lord of the Holy Hall and the Lord of the Dao Palace sounded at the same time—
“Do not disturb the Southern Desolation!” , we are here for the Buddhism of the Western Regions!”
At the same time as the voice sounded, many semi-sages in the temple, many Taoist priests in the Taoist Palace, and the Southern Wilderness Ancestral Demon who knew the inside story launched the strongest attack towards the circle at the same time!
On weekdays, the two worlds are separated, and there has never been such a good attack environment.
It was Bailian Pure Land, who took the initiative to connect the two worlds, and even shut down all the basic barrier formations in order to quickly grab luck.
This is a big death!
He even drew a target for himself!
“Trap! I fell for it!” At this moment, the Bodhisattva in charge suddenly realized that he picked up the Buddha bone relic and shouted angrily, “Jin Yue! You betrayed us!”
However, he was destined not to get it. respond.
The blue, purple, and red three-color attacks jointly launched by the holy hall, the Taoist palace, and the ancestor demon stars intertwined with each other and shot directly into the circle.
At this moment, only the originally majestic Lei Yin in the circle could be heard shouting: “Block it! Stop it!”
However, this is a joint attack from the holy hall, Taoist palace, and many ancestor monsters!
Almost in the blink of an eye, the attack passed through the two realms, broke through layers of barely erected defenses, and landed in the Bailian Pure Land, causing a huge explosion in an instant, and a cloud of suspected mushrooms rose up.
Han Changli’s voice sounded again in the holy hall: “There are three more breaths, come again!” The
three-color attack of green, purple, and red once again shot at the white lotus pure land behind the circle.
“You bastard! You bastard! You bastard!” The hysterical shout of Lord Bailian echoed in the Bailian Pure Land.
“Two breaths!” Han Changli’s voice sounded again.
This time, several ancestor demon stars rose up and joined the ranks of attack.
“One breath!”
A new ancestral star rose again and seized the final blow.
After four blows, the circle shattered with a loud bang, and neither Netherworld nor Bailian Pure Land was seen anymore.
Only the broken cracks left in that space witnessed the ferocious attack just now.
…
the ghost.
Fengdu.
Although thousands of miles away, Emperor Lin still saw a series of attacks falling on the pure land of Bailian.
“Your Majesty, Wang Jia’s plan has succeeded!” Shangguan Wan’er lost her usual reserve and cheered happily, like an innocent girl.
“Hmm…” Emperor Lin also nodded with a smile, “The Dao of Reincarnation has gone back three hundred years. The power of Bailian Pure Land has been reduced by at least 20%!”
“Decree, King Jiedu of the Ten Directions, the whole army will attack Bailian!”
“Yes! “Shangguan Wan’er took the order, turned and left.
Lin Huang was still looking in the direction of the Bailian Pure Land, and murmured: “The east wind puts flowers and thousands of trees at night, and blows them down, and the stars are like rain…”
(End of this chapter)
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