Chapter 425: Moonlight Monk (2)
A large ship over a hundred feet long was rapidly shuttling through the sky.
This building ship was naturally the treasured collection of the five supreme elders of Baoguang Pavilion, and later it all belonged to Lu Yi.
This is a specially made flying warship, tailor-made for the real high-level people in Baoguang Pavilion. It is 150 feet long, 50 feet wide, 66 feet high from bottom to top, and has extremely strong defense.
The battleship's defense formation hub is filled with top-grade spirit crystals. Without replacement, a full charge can withstand three hundred attacks from a mid-stage Void Realm master with all his might!
In addition to being able to withstand heavy blows, this warship can also fly extremely fast.
In one hour, it can fly 1.2 million miles. In Yuanlingtian, where the structure of heaven and earth is extremely stable and the gravity is amazing, such a speed can only be achieved by the great powers in the Void Realm.
But even if a Void Realm master flew at such a high speed, he would still exhaust his mana. And exhausting mana was obviously too dangerous for those masters.
As long as you are willing to fill this warship with spirit crystals, it can continue to fly forward almost forever. Riding on the warship, you can always maintain your peak state and peak combat power.
Therefore, this kind of special warship is extremely expensive to build, and only the supreme elders of Baoguang Pavilion can afford one to serve as a headquarters when traveling or a fortress when on the road.
The warship pushed aside the thick clouds in the sky and sped away. Wherever it passed, there would occasionally be cultivators flying by in the sky, controlling their escape lights or riding various mounts . However, when they saw this ferocious warship from afar, they all avoided it as if it were a ghost.
In this way, in just two quarters of an hour, Lu Yi and others steered the warship from the southeastern territory of Biru Kingdom, across the entire Biru Kingdom, and through the sky over a mountain range, into the territory of the Qingfeng Immortal Dynasty.
The Qingfeng Immortal Dynasty is one of the six immortal dynasties under the rule of the Wanhua Sect.
Although the six immortal dynasties under the Wanhua Sect's rule all had somewhat exaggerated reputations, the Qingfeng Immortal Dynasty's territory was only one-sixth of the Xuanyan Immortal Dynasty, and its population, production, national strength, and military strength were not even one-tenth of the Xuanyan Immortal Dynasty.
But it is also a huge country. Its territory covers tens of millions of miles, with many mountains and various rare metal veins. The Qingfeng Immortal Dynasty is also quite rich.
In the southern border of the Qingfeng Immortal Dynasty, there is a city called Cuijin. The city is majestic, has a large population, and is surrounded by many mineral veins, so it is extremely wealthy.
When people have money, they are bound to feel spiritually empty and want to find some spiritual sustenance.
Many years ago, in the northwest corner of Cuijin City, there were two mountains, the Big and Small Hanshan, with magnificent mountains and extremely beautiful scenery. Between the two mountains, there was a "Hanyue Temple", which was a good place for countless young girls and wives in Cuijin City to go on spring outings, burn incense and worship Buddha, draw lots and ask for divination, and practice vegetarianism.
Ever since the Wanhua Sect discovered the mysteries of Hanyue Temple's sect's skills, and it was transformed from an ordinary temple that gathered wealth into the "roots base" of the Wanhua Sect, Hanyue Temple suddenly became prosperous, and even Cuijin City became popular.
Today, Hanyue Temple has become a large city, with countless palaces and pavilions stacked one upon another, occupying hundreds of large and small mountains. Even the southern main gate of Hanyue Temple is almost reaching the north gate of Cuijin City.
Early in the morning, on the top of the two big mountains, Big Hanshan and Small Hanshan, the monks on duty in the bell tower and drum tower, yawning, bare-chested, lazily holding the bell and drum sticks, and hitting the golden bell and jade drum randomly.
The so-called rules of evening drum and morning bell are no longer followed at all in Hanshan Temple.
Moreover, the monk who rang the bell struck it randomly seventeen or eighteen times, and the monk who struck the drum struck it randomly twenty times or so. Then they threw away the bell and drum sticks in their hands and ran happily to the meditation rooms under the bell tower and drum tower.
The door of the Zen room was half-open, and a white, tender arm stretched out, and the slender index finger gently hooked: "Buddha, come quickly, ring the bell, beat the drum? Hee, hurry up and practice, hurry up and practice!"
The huge Hanyue Temple, with its Zen halls and Buddhist courtyards stretching for hundreds of miles, started to open its doors slowly after the bells and drums rang out and two incense sticks of time passed. Monks with untidy clothes, dark bags under their eyes, sunken eyes, and drooping cheek muscles like two meat bags, like squeezed-out sugarcane residue, slowly walked out.
Like zombies, these monks yawned and greeted each other, either with one hand on their chest or with both hands clasped together, or even more so, they clasped their hands and fists together like bandits greeting each other, or bowed their heads and greeted each other like Taoist priests...
Look at the robes they wear, all made of silk, satin, and brocade, but in different colors and styles...
As for the monks' boots, there are monk boots, Taoist boots, cowhide-soled boots favored by wandering heroes, and thick-soled cloud boots favored by court officials...
As for the colors of the boots, they are also bright and colorful.
There were even monks who opened their robes and wrapped themselves in red or green bellybands embroidered with patterns of mandarin ducks playing in the water...
Some monks have golden and jade belts wrapped around their robes, on which hang various scent bags, powder bags, jade pendants, and other ornaments...
In short... with demons running rampant, it doesn't look like a pure Buddhist place at all, it's simply a brothel!
If the Buddha still has a spirit, he should really send down the fire of destruction to turn all these Buddhist scums into relics - if, they do have them!
These monks walked slowly with square steps towards the meditation halls near their own temples, randomly chose a cushion to sit on, picked up the messy scriptures beside the cushion that were covered with unknown stains, rolled their eyes, and recited the scriptures weakly for a cup of tea, then jumped up one by one and ran into the nearby dining hall faster than wild dogs.
Bull whip soup, tiger whip soup, and all kinds of tonic medicinal foods made from tiger and wolf ingredients were served in a constant stream. A group of monks pounced on the long dining tables made of golden nanmu and feasted on the food. The "hula la, hula la" sound was as loud as ten thousand fat pigs eating manure.
One after another, the little monks with slicked-back hair and powdered faces carefully held the plates and lunch boxes and ran to the nearby Zen temples and Zen rooms to deliver the exquisite and delicate vegetarian meals to the female Bodhisattvas who were still carefully digesting last night's practice.
The warship was hovering above a mountain range less than a hundred miles away from the Greater and Lesser Han Mountains.
Lu Yi stood at the bow of the boat, gazing at the Hanyue Temple in the distance. He saw a pink aura rising into the sky, transforming into a cloud of evil that was almost condensed into substance and covered an area of a thousand miles in radius.
Inside the huge Hanyue Temple, countless emotions, desires, evil thoughts and demonic ideas transformed into wisps of smoke of various colors, which shot straight up into the sky like arrows, continuously increasing the momentum of that evil cloud.
And in the middle of the evil cloud that spread over a thousand miles, there was a strange-shaped whip with twenty-four sections, which was thirty-six feet high and sparkling all over, as if it was made of pink crystal. It was constantly absorbing and releasing the lustful power contained in the evil cloud.
On the long whip, the twenty-four sections were shining, and strange, twisted and flashing runes kept emerging.
Lu Yi used his magical eyes to see through the evil clouds and just took a quick glance at the long whip. He felt a terrible force of desire breaking through the air and invading his mind, like a ball of pink fire of desire, which was about to detonate his soul and burn all his energy and spirit to ashes!
With Lu Yi's level of cultivation, he was simply unable to resist the erosion of this force of desire.
When he saw the long whip, his body suddenly stiffened, and he was completely rigid. Life and death, honor and disgrace, all depended on the whip.
Fortunately, he had the image of the three-eyed god in his mind. A roar of the holy elephant rose into the sky, and the two Feng Shui dragons spun rapidly. The power of Lu Yi's soul suddenly crashed into the Little Vajra Mount Sumeru and the Blood Taotie Cauldron.
The Small Vajra Mount Sumeru emitted a thousand-foot-long ray of light that enveloped Lu Yi's soul and calmed his mind.
On the mountain peak, the chanting of more than 100 million Taoist monks rose to the sky. That terrifying evil force slammed heavily on the Small Vajra Mount Sumeru. All the Taoist monks on the mountain peak shook their bodies, and all the Taoist monks below the Condensation Fruit Realm vomited blood.
The blood merged into the Small Vajra Mount Sumeru, and the mountain suddenly shone with light. Five Vajra Dharma images condensed in the air, and at the same time, they waved their weapons and heavily bombarded the evil force.
With one blow, a loud bang, and swirling light, the evil power that invaded Lu Yi's mind was forcibly frozen in the void for an instant.
The Blood Taotie Cauldron opened its mouth wide, and a vague blood-colored Taotie emerged from the mouth of the cauldron, biting hard at the stagnant evil power.
With a loud 'crack', this terrifying evil power was swallowed up by the Blood Taotie Cauldron and suppressed inside the cauldron, where it was rapidly digested.
Lu Yu groaned, spurted out a mouthful of blood, turned his head quickly, and slapped Fairy Yao Ying in the face: "Haha, you want to plot against me?"
The slap was so heavy that it made Fairy Yaoying's beautiful cheek suddenly cave in, her big teeth flew out, and her whole body flew up in a spin. With a "clang" sound, the small golden chain that bound the mother and child's lives suddenly straightened. Moonlight Monk's body shook, and the stretched small golden chain dragged Fairy Yaoying back again.
Fairy Yaoying fell heavily on the deck, lying on the ground in a mess, not daring to move.
But her eyes were filled with fear.
She didn't find it strange at all that her protector Xinghua Niang was captured alive by Lu Yi's men - the female disciples of Wanhua Sect were good at showing off their charm and were not good at fighting at all, especially sect elders like Xinghua Niang, who led an extremely decadent life. On weekdays, even the outer disciples helped her with her clothes and shoes. She deserved to be captured alive.
But the long whip floating above Hanyue Temple is the Wanhua Sect's treasure, the 'Fallen God Whip'. It was an opportunity gained by Wanhua Sect after they relied on Hanyue Temple to make up for the sect's weaknesses and their power soared. They destroyed a medium-sized sect and obtained it from a paradise secretly controlled by the other party.
The great principles contained in the Fallen God Whip are almost perfectly in line with the Wanhua Sect's skills.
It was extremely powerful and could kill people without them even noticing. It was best at destroying people's foundations and draining their cultivation... According to the classification of treasures by the Buddhist monks of Jishengtian, this Fallen God Whip was at least a treasure of the seventh or eighth level of the Other Shore Realm.
In particular, over the years, this treasure has been placed above Hanyue Temple, absorbing endless amounts of romantic energy, and the power of the treasure has expanded to an incredible level.
Even the current leader of the Wanhua Sect, Fairy Yaoying's mother, finds it very difficult to control this treasure!
Such a precious treasure, Lu Yi took a look at him and activated some of his power, but... he just spit out blood?
The Moonlight Monk at the side sighed quietly, "Brother, this is what I want."
