Chapter 650: The True Story of the Prison Suppression (3)
While the big fox and the wolf-headed little demon were bargaining and the mayfly was smashing things around in the Hunyuan Hall, it was less than ten miles away from the big fox and the wolf-headed little demon, in the clear and bright void, within the mustard seed dust.
Amidst a vast expanse of brilliant golden light and colorful clouds covering the ground, five lotus platforms stood majestically.
Five monks in hemp robes sat upright on a lotus platform, their eyes subtle, observing the giant fox's every move, every subtle change in its expression through the boundaries of mustard seeds.
Around them, there were more than 300 male and female monks with a sinister aura, no less powerful than Monk Yuanjue. Each of them had a bright Buddha light, garlands all over their bodies, and a solemn appearance with a sinister aura.
Among them, there were several Buddhist practitioners closest to the lotus platform. Their aura was only slightly different from that of the five hemp-robed monks sitting on the lotus platform.
After watching for a long time, he saw a burly figure with muscles and flesh tangled under his skin like a dragon. There was a faint layer of dark light emanating from his body, and his aura was extremely heavy. The scary middle-aged monk sighed softly, "Mayfly, it seems that something is really wrong... With his temper, if his eldest disciple is in danger, he will definitely rush out first without caring about anything."
He took out a cantaloupe from somewhere and swallowed it in two mouthfuls. The monk shook his head and said, "Hey, that Life-Creating Essence Fluid, it seems that he really used it to repair his foundation... Tsk, that little Taoist Qingming, was it really not done by one of the senior brothers?"
The four great monks on the side looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.
A kind and gentle monk with nine thumb-sized buns on his head, a white face like jade, clasped his hands together and sighed softly, "Monks don't tell lies. That little Taoist Qingming is just a small follower of his Hunyuan Luotian Sect to maintain the sect's formation. If I want to take action, I won't go after him."
The big monk touched his moist, chubby face, reached out and took a pear from the big monk, took a bite, and said vaguely while chewing: "Moreover, to be able to kill the young Taoist Qingming and his direct descendants so cleanly... it must be done by someone from within his Taoist court."
Another tall, elegant, and scholarly young monk opened his eyes slightly. The three pupils in his eyes flickered slightly, and the void began to shake.
He said softly, "It's just that Hunyuan Luotian Sect usually acts very domineeringly. There are many sects and powerful people in the Dao Court who don't get along with him... I'm afraid this is an unsolved case."
The burly monk stuffed a large mango into the young monk's mouth and muttered to himself, "This is so boring. I was hoping to lure the mayfly out and help him to transcend. Now it seems that I have worked in vain."
The great monk Bai Jing smiled and said, "How can it be considered as working in vain? We were able to take over Qionghua Mountain and Liuxia River. That area is vast, and the people affected by it are as many as trillions. I don't know how to feel sorry for them."
The five big monks all laughed and ate cantaloupes, pears, mangoes, lychees, grapes... They were having a lot of fun, and the "crunch, crunch" sound made the hundreds of Buddhist practitioners around them swallow their saliva.
'Click, click, click'...
The big fox went back and forth several times, handing some objects to the wolf-headed little demon.
The wolf-headed little demon nodded at the big fox, flicked its tail, turned around and rushed into the Qingming void.
Monk Yuanjue imprisoned True Lord Liexu with a Vajra Circle, and then chatted and laughed with a group of Bodhisattvas, his words eloquently speaking, and the profound meaning of Buddhism kept coming out, like warm water washing the void.
Lu Yu and the large group of Buddhist practitioners on the treasure ship were naturally concentrating on listening to the lectures of this group of bodhisattva-level Buddhist masters.
Yufeng Dapeng, Hanguangjun and others on the side were also listening very attentively.
The entire Yufeng Dapeng clan devoted themselves to Buddhism many years ago. When all the clansmen were still hatching in eggs, they were nourished by the power of Buddha, listening to the profound Buddhist teachings, and the Buddhist atmosphere had already seeped into their bones.
Being able to hear such great Buddhist masters preach in person would be of great benefit to their practice.
Enthalpy Lord and the others, their feathers emitting dazzling silver light, were listening in fascination.
The true immortals of Hunyuan Luotian Sect, including Taiyuan Xiaojun, Luoshui Fairy, Liyuan and others, all showed pain on their faces. The Buddhist Sanskrit sounds attacked from all directions, constantly eroding their immortal bodies and washing away their immortal souls, forcing them to sit cross-legged on the spot, struggling to resist the invading Buddhist rhythm.
Zhenjun Liexu also cursed loudly, constantly calling Monk Yuanjue "shameless"!
Bodhisattvas' teachings have a great infectious power, and can easily convert disciples of other sects and other schools into Buddhist believers. In front of Master Liexu, if a few of his disciples immediately became disciples of Monk Yuanjue, the loss would not be great, but the insult would be too strong.
At this moment, a figure flashed in the void, and a little monk with delicate features and weak breath came trotting over, jumped and skipped to the ear of Monk Yuanjue, and muttered something in a low voice.
Monk Yuanjue raised his eyebrows, slowly stood up, and sighed in a low voice: "Buddha has mercy on me, this time, I came back empty-handed."
Shaking his head, he gently pressed the fairy light of the imprisoned dragon carp.
With a "crack", the dragon carp fairy light suddenly cracked, and Zhenjun Liexu, who was attached to the dragon carp paperweight, cried out in pain. He watched large amounts of fairy blood spray out continuously, and the fairy light emitted by the dragon carp paperweight suddenly dimmed.
More than a hundred other Bodhisattvas put their hands together and chanted the Buddha's name in unison.
A loud roar shook the clear and bright void continuously. Fairy Luoshui, Taiyuan Xiaojun and others vomited blood at the same time. Their true immortal status was shattered one after another, and their cultivation of three levels was knocked down on average!
A group of youngsters looked at these Buddhist Bodhisattvas with pale faces... In the past, they had only heard that Buddhism's methods were decisive and ruthless, but they had never experienced it personally. Today they really saw it, and they were all furious, but they could only huddle aside like quails and dared not say anything.
Monk Yuanjue walked to the treasure ship and gently pressed Lu Yi's shoulder with his hand.
He smiled at Master Liexu and said, "The Daluo Blood List offers a reward for killing my Yuanjue's disciples? Haha, it's really fate, fate... Everything in the world has a cause and an effect... Fellow Daoist Liexu, let's just wait and see!"
Many Bodhisattvas laughed together, circles of colorful rainbows lingered, and then everyone disappeared at the same time, and the sound of Sanskrit chanting gradually dissipated.
The dragon carp fairy light flickered and jumped, and True Lord Liexu with a gloomy face appeared from the fairy light.
His body shook and mouthfuls of blood spurted out continuously.
The move made by Monk Yuanjue before he left dealt a heavy blow to True Lord Liexu, and almost knocked him down a level... After taking several extremely precious elixirs in succession, he managed to stabilize his cultivation. True Lord Liexu was severely injured this time, and it would be extremely difficult for him to recover to his peak state without a hundred years of recuperation.
"Come back with me. Tell me in detail what happened today." Liexu Zhenjun pointed at Taiyuan Xiaojun and said, "Taiyuan Xiaojun, you... are not colluding with the Buddhist sect and deliberately setting a trap for me today, right? Don't leave. Call your father. Your father must give me an explanation for what happened today!"
Taiyuan Xiaojun was so scared that he was shaking all over.
As an excellent bootlicker, how could he know that the normal behavior of kneeling and licking the Luoshui Fairy would lead to such a big disaster?
The death of eighteen True Immortal guards was a loss that made him feel unbearable.
True Lord Liexu actually asked his father to come over and give True Lord Liexu an explanation...
Taiyuan Xiaojun looked up at the sky, two lines of tears slowly sliding down his cheeks. He seemed to have seen his own miserable situation with both legs broken, lying on the hard stone slab in the reflection room, all alone and helpless.
Let’s not worry about how Master Liexu deals with the aftermath.
Lu Yi and others only felt that the ceiling was spinning in front of their eyes, and various colored Buddha lights and rainbows were flashing. Their bodies were shaking violently for a while, and suddenly their eyes were bright, and they had arrived at the mountain gate of Dajue Temple.
The ancient trees are towering and the temple is quiet.
The sound of bronze bells and the beat of wooden fish.
High in the sky, a green lion formed by green smoke was staring towards the east.
Before Lu Yi and the others could see the beautiful mountains, waters and scenery of Dajue Temple, a terrifying gravity came over them, and a majestic aura of immortal spirits permeated them, and an infinite rhythm of Taoism rolled into their minds...
Except for Lu Yi and other people who had cultivated to the Heavenly Man Realm, all the other lucky ones who had boarded the ship to ascend to the heavenly realm all roared and fell to the ground with red faces. As the immortal spirit continued to flow in, their bodies softened at a speed visible to the naked eye, like melted grease.
Monk Yuanjue smiled calmly, and cast a Buddha's light on these people. After giving a few instructions, countless burly strong men came on the clouds, moved these people away from the treasure ship, and sent them to the secret place of Dajue Temple, which was specially used to accommodate the lucky ones who were not strong enough in the lower world but ascended to heaven for various reasons.
Lu Yi and the others stood still, and the magic power in their bodies fluctuated and changed as they inhaled and exhaled, blending with the immortal spirit, gradually adapting to the environment of the upper realm.
But after a short while, except for Lu Yi, even Lu Yu, who had the strongest cultivation, collapsed to the ground as if drunk.
Their celestial bodies could not withstand the infiltration of the immortal spirit and infinite Dao rhyme from the upper realm. Cracks kept appearing on their bodies, and the mana from the lower realm gradually melted away. However, they did not have the corresponding True Immortal Method to truly absorb and exhale the immortal spirit...
Monk Yuanjue waved his hand, and disciples from Dajue Temple took Lu Yu and the others to the side for treatment.
On the entire treasure ship, Lu Yu was the only one left standing steadily in place, and as he breathed in and out, a trace of immortal light and aura was absorbed into his body. The gravity of the upper world was so strong, but it did not make Lu Yu's body shake even a little.
"Your golden body is well tempered. Come, punch me!"
Monk Yuanjue looked at Lu Yi with great surprise and pointed at his chest.
Without saying a word, Lu Yi clasped his hands together and bowed to Monk Yuanjue. Then, with all his might and without reservation, he used the physical strength of more than a thousand Kuns to punch Monk Yuanjue hard in the chest.
There was a muffled 'bang' sound.
Then, nothing happened.
