Chapter 388: Karma Killing (7)
Just now, Jinkeng offended Lu Yi.
Then, in the Dajinshan Temple, a tall and burly monk, holding a large Zen staff, was eager to kill Jinkeng to vent his anger for the "humiliated" abbot... Or, it was Lu Yi who instructed him to do so.
This guess is reasonable.
But Lu Yi swore to heaven that he had no such arrangement.
If he really wanted to kill Jinkeng, he wouldn't do it in his own mountain gate, right?
Lu Yu flew into the air, pointed at the reckless monk who had attacked him, and shouted, "Stop!"
Before he could finish his words, a guard who was at the Golden Lotus stage and was accompanying Jinkeng was hit by the monk's Zen staff, causing his lumbar vertebrae to be shattered. The whole person was split into two pieces by the Zen staff, which was as thick as a bowl. He was blown away for dozens of miles with a scream, and crashed headfirst into a beautiful jade hill in the distance.
The protective Buddha formation on the hill was activated, a large golden light lingered, golden lotuses blossomed, and the faint shadow of Buddha flickered among the golden lotuses.
The unfortunate guard's two halves of his body slammed flat on a mirror-like cliff, and was forcibly smashed into two pieces of meat. Then the mountain-protecting Buddha formation flashed, and a huge recoil force blasted out, smashing the meat patties into pieces.
The several Dao protectors at the Condensation Fruit Realm brought by Jinkeng reacted immediately.
With the sound of "clang", the flash of sword and the shadow of knife flew out and chopped down towards Monk Mang's head.
Jinkeng let out a strange cry, and as if he was very experienced, he slapped the brocade bag on his waist. A golden light rose into the air, and an extremely gorgeous and dazzling golden bowl fell upside down, protecting Jinkeng firmly in the center.
Lu Yi's eyes widened.
He is worthy of being the young master of Baoguang Pavilion, and worthy of being one of those show-offs in Baoguang Pavilion, each of them is dressed no different from the nouveau riche.
What can I say about Jinkeng's magical protective weapon?
The shape is that of a golden bowl, but have you ever seen a golden bowl that is almost solid? When enlarged, this bowl has a diameter of a hundred feet and is shaped like an ordinary sea bowl. There is only a gap of about ten feet in the center, which is just enough for one or two people to hide in.
Apart from this small gap, the entire golden bowl is almost solid and extremely heavy. At a glance, the huge golden bowl is densely packed with countless restrictions that overlap and nest with each other, emitting infinite bright light, highlighting a "heavy" and "solid" feeling, giving people an inexplicable sense of security.
How much money would it cost to make such a golden bowl?
It can be seen that Baoguang Pavilion is really not short of money!
Lu Yu looked at the Baoguangjue of the Thousand Ningdao Fruit Realm that Jinkeng had thrown on the tea table, and suddenly felt it was boring - after all, the other party treated Lu Yu as a third-rate gangster and an insignificant beggar and sent him away.
Lu Yi swore that the cost of the materials was probably several times the amount of compensation?
With a gloomy face, Lu Yi hesitated for a moment and did not rush to the scene of the gold pit attack immediately.
The reckless monk shouted loudly, his body burning with golden flames with a strong Buddhist flavor. The large Zen staff in his hand turned into a golden dragon with distinct scales. He also shouted some incantation like "Great and Mighty Heavenly Dragon" and commanded the golden dragon to fly all over the sky, fighting with the flashes of swords and knives in a very lively manner.
The golden dragon waved its claws and tail, causing swords and knives to fly everywhere.
Lu Yu could not help but be shocked. This monk Mang was actually a Buddhist master who had reached the Ning Dao Fruit stage. Several Ning Dao Fruit realm protectors from the Baoguang Pavilion were unable to deal with him alone!
Jinkeng was wailing like a pig being slaughtered: "Help, help, the monks are killing people, the monks are killing people... Abbot Fahai, I have no ill intentions... You, you just stop it, and pay compensation or something, and we can talk about it, we can talk about it!"
Lu Yi drooped his eyelids and took slow steps, one after another. It took him a cup of tea before he finally arrived near the gold pit.
Within a cup of tea, two guardians of the Condensation Fruit Realm in the gold pit were accidentally hit by Monk Mang's heavy punch that was flashing with golden light. The light emitted by the protective secret treasure on their bodies was also shattered. One of them had seventeen or eighteen ribs broken, and the broken bones probably pierced his lungs. Now he was spitting blood with the support of several guards.
The other one was unlucky and was hit by the monk's extremely unethical kick...
An old man with white hair, covering his indecent parts with his hands, was screaming at the top of his lungs, his face turning pale, under the protection of several guards... He was so miserable and pitiful that Lu Yi felt a little bit sorry for him.
"Hey, monk, which family or sect are you from? How dare you frame me?" Lu Yi immediately distanced himself from the matter.
The monk raised his eyebrows in surprise. He took two steps back, looked at Lu Yi again and again, and then nodded: "The abbot is right. I am not a disciple of Dajinshan Temple. I... I am..."
The reckless monk blinked his eyes and waved his hand. The flying golden dragons flew back into his hand and turned into a Zen staff. He raised the staff and hit himself with it with a "bang", causing his brain to splatter and he died on the spot.
Before he died, the monk shouted: "I am not a disciple of Dajinshan Temple!"
Lu Yu blinked his eyes and raised his head, feeling awkward in his heart - how much hatred and vengeance did he have to blame himself for such a big crime? How could this be a monk at the Condensation Fruit Realm? This was the most powerful Buddhist disciple Lu Yu had ever seen since he came to Yuanling Heaven!
Just like that, it solved itself?
Jinkeng, several protectors, and a group of accompanying guards all shuddered at the same time.
The way they looked at Lu Yi was full of inexplicable meaning. Jin Keng smiled dryly and said, "Master Fahai, I was the one who offended you before... I will pay you a hundred times the compensation... I am not feeling well, and you two priests should go to the doctor as soon as possible... So, so..."
With a solid golden bowl on his head, rays of light rolled down and protected the group of people. Jinkeng and his group faced Lu Yi and retreated, step by step, out of the Dajinshan Temple.
As they retreated, they were sweating profusely, with cold sweat on their foreheads, fearing that at Lu Yi's command, ten or eight more reckless monks would jump out and kill them on the spot!
The fighting power of that monk Mang was too amazing, it was truly terrifying.
He was surrounded by several masters of the Condensation Fruit Realm, but he was able to seriously injure two of them with just three punches and two kicks... This kind of combat power is truly inhuman!
Lu Yi watched the gold pit gradually retreating from the Dajinshan Temple without saying a word.
From all directions, large groups of Taoist soldiers and monks swarmed in.
Three to five hundred...
Three to five thousand...
Thirty to fifty thousand...
These Taoist monks were all burly and held Zen sticks in their hands. They looked almost exactly like the monk Mang who committed suicide.
In particular, although the magical powers of these Taoist monks have not yet been improved, their understanding of the laws of heaven and earth and their control over their realms are completely the result of Lu Yi using the Buddhist technique of enlightenment to instill his own understanding of the realm and the laws into them.
Therefore, the mana fluctuations of these Taoist monks are still lingering in the furnace realm and the raging fire realm.
However, the profound Taoist rhyme they exuded, which was in perfect harmony with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and echoed the Taoist rhyme of heaven and earth, had undoubtedly reached the peak realm of the Golden Lotus, and even had some of the charm of the condensed Taoist fruit.
Tens of thousands of great monks who were at a high level but lacked cultivation slowly surrounded them, each of them staring at the Jinkeng group with lifeless eyes and expressionless faces.
This scene is so thrilling and scary.
The more advanced a person's cultivation is, the more they can sense the horror of these Taoist monks under Lu Yi's command.
Jinkeng and his group retreated less than ten miles, and their clothes were already soaked with cold sweat.
They were cautious and fearful, not daring to be careless at all. Surrounded by more and more Taoist monks, they trembled and left the Dajinshan Temple. Then they quickly boarded the chariot pulled by eight dragons and rushed towards Xuanfeng City in a panic.
In Jinkeng's mind, Dajinshan Temple has been classified as a forbidden area like "dragon's den and tiger's lair".
Without the company of a truly powerful master, he was never willing to get even a step closer to here.
At the same time, he also scolded the steward who had taken on the commission from the studio - what on earth had he done? Although the studio was a killer organization, it also had its own unspoken rules and would never attack a truly powerful force that was difficult to provoke!
Dajinshan Temple is obviously a powerful force that is not easy to provoke. Why would you accept a commission targeting Dajinshan Temple?
Jinkeng cursed all the way, with the solid golden bowl still floating above the carriage, and he did not dare to be careless at all.
The chariot left the gate of Dajinshan Temple and rushed dozens of miles in the direction of Xuanfeng City. A faint Buddhist chant was heard: "Buddha has mercy on us, and Krishna saves us all. How can this little donor, who has insulted our Buddhist sect, leave so easily?"
"Today, I ask the little donor to die here as a warning to others."
A tall and thin man, about 11 feet tall, with shoulders no wider than a foot, as thin as a stick insect, with a black face and bald head, appeared out of nowhere in front of Jinkeng's carriage, clenched his right fist, and punched out lightly.
The sky and the earth were in darkness. The eight dragons pulling the cart let out a sharp howl. Silently, the terrifying force crushed the eight dragons, whose strong bodies were enough to tear apart a Half-Step Golden Lotus cultivator with their physical strength alone, into pieces of meat.
Afterwards, the chariot, which was covered with countless defensive prohibitions and had two small defensive formations, shook violently. It shattered and disintegrated inch by inch under the erosion of the dark force.
Several protectors of the gold pit cried out in unison and used their most powerful protective treasures to struggle against the darkness that was encroaching from all around.
"Bang!", a small bell shattered.
'Boom', a small tower shattered.
Ding! The three nested jade rings shattered.
With a loud crash, a gorgeous hill surrounded by colorful mist was shattered.
Amid a series of dense "crackling" sounds, countless tiny cracks appeared on the solid sea bowl above the golden pit's head.
