Chapter 658: Lord of Qionghua Mountain (3)
Before, when congratulations came from the sky, Lu Yi was called to the main hall of Dajue Temple to wait.
In the huge hall, there was only him and the Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha who was hiding in the void and plotting something sneaky.
While Lu Fu was absorbing the immortal spirit and replenishing his Buddha power in the main hall, Monk Yuanjue went out with a large group of disciples to welcome the guests.
With their cultivation and strength, traveling a million miles is just a matter of a snap of fingers.
Lu Yi thought that as long as he took two or three breaths here, he would be able to welcome the guests back.
After all, waiting for so long?
Moreover, listening to Monk Yuanjue's "hahaha" laughter, there was no smile at all. His laughter was as hypocritical as that of an old girl who had been hanging out in a brothel for fifty years.
Tsk, this Divine Vulture Monk is probably... a bad guest.
If a true friend comes to visit, you will naturally invite him in as quickly as possible.
There are only evil guests... They bicker with each other, make sarcastic remarks, and even use their magical powers to fight each other casually... There is no way they can be fast.
Tall, thin, and cold, his silvery-white eyes were like two faint ghostly lights. When they fell on people, they were like two burning iron nails, piercing you fiercely, making your flesh clearly feel the dull pain.
This is not an easy role to deal with.
Lu Yi put his hands together and bowed slightly to the Divine Eagle Monk.
The Divine Eagle Monk's gaze fell on Lu Yi, scanning from his face to his toes with great effort and seriousness, taking an average person seven or eight breaths.
Strands of Buddhist mental power were like invisible knives, cutting towards Lu Yi's body, trying to peek into the details of his Dharma body.
Lu Yi raised his eyebrows and was about to activate a few treasures to protect his whole body when he heard a loud bang. The Seven Treasures Vajra Ring, the natal treasure of the Prison-Suppressing Black Light Buddha, actually flew out from his shoulder.
The small Vajra Ring was spinning, and circles of dark golden prison-suppressing power turned into rippling waves that enveloped Lu Yi's entire body.
As soon as the Divine Eagle Monk's mental power touched Lu Yi's body , he was severely crushed by the power of the Prison. His tall figure suddenly hunched down, and the mental power that touched Lu Yi was instantly wiped out.
Two drops of white-gold blood dripped from the nostrils and hit the water-polished black-gold glazed floor of the hall with two "bangs".
The Divine Eagle Monk was highly skilled in Taoism and had unfathomable magical powers. Two drops of his blood, each drop was as heavy as a mountain and as condensed as a Vajra relic. They smashed onto the ground, causing the Buddha's light and restrictions on the ground to flicker like fireworks, and then rolled all over the ground with a "rumbling" sound.
"Alas, you people in the Great Secret Golden Wheel Temple, you all refine your bodies, forge your bodies, temper your bodies, and endure your bodies all day long... You work yourself into a state of rage, and your essence and blood overflow... Tsk, why do you do this?" Monk Yuanjue was quick-witted and quick-handed. Before Monk Shenjiu could straighten up, he took out a jade bottle and collected the two drops of blood in it.
"Next time, I'll introduce you to the Great Joy Temple and find some goddesses and Taras to balance the yin and yang." Monk Yuanjue patted Monk Shenjiu's shoulder seriously, "Otherwise, wherever you go, you'll have nosebleeds, which will bring disgrace to our Buddhist sect!"
The Divine Eagle Monk straightened up, and the minor injuries he had just suffered had healed.
He looked at the jade bottle that Monk Yuanjue had put into his sleeve, his pupils shrank slightly, and he laughed out loud: "Brother is right. Next time, if you want to go to the Great Joy Courtyard, please let Divine Eagle know... I have heard of the name of the Great Joy Courtyard for a long time, but Divine Eagle has never been there... I think Brother must be an acquaintance there."
While secretly insulting Monk Yuanjue, Monk Shenjiu was extremely fearful and awed. His eyes quickly swept across the Seven Treasures Vajra Circle and then he never looked at Lu Yi again.
The Seven Treasures Vajra Ring spun lightly on Lu Yi's shoulders for three circles, then sank back into his shoulders and disappeared.
Lu Yi looked at his shoulder in confusion.
When did the Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha hide this treasure on his shoulder?
No perception at all!
The Seven Treasures Diamond Circle has now retracted back to Lu Yi's shoulders...
He still had no idea!
This is scary!
Monk Yuanjue waved his hands hastily: "Not familiar, not familiar, not at all. I have passed by the door three times, but never entered. Shenjiu, don't tarnish my reputation in front of a group of juniors... I also know that although you have never been to Dahuanxiyuan, you have been to Lijingtian..."
Before Monk Yuanjue could finish his words, Monk Shenjiu's words, as loud as the sound of metal, interrupted him.
The Divine Eagle Monk did not even glance at Lu Yi, but pointed at him casually and said in a deep voice: "This is Fahai? His golden body is thirty feet and six feet tall, and he is indeed as powerful as a dragon or an elephant."
Lu Yi clasped his hands together and bowed to the Divine Eagle Monk, smiling without saying a word.
Monk Yuanjue waved his hands hurriedly: "Like a dragon or an elephant, this is what you pursue at the Great Secret Golden Wheel Temple... Our lineage at the Great Awakening Temple emphasizes the Buddha's wrath as fierce as hell, suppressing the heavens. You are taking the path of body cultivation. Although our Great Awakening Temple also has the means of body cultivation, it is still fundamentally pursuing Buddhist magical powers. We are not on the same path as you, not on the same path!"
In the hall, two cushions appeared out of nowhere.
Monk Yuanjue and Monk Shenjiu pulled and tugged at each other, and then sat down on two cushions.
About a hundred Buddhist practitioners from the Dajue Temple and more than twenty disciples from the Damu Jinlun Temple were lined up on the left and right. Each of them had a solemn appearance. They stared at each other, and there was a hint of hostility in their eyes .
Among the Buddhist practitioners in Dajue Temple, Lu Yi stood closest to Monk Yuanjue.
Among the other disciples of Dajue Temple, there are more than a dozen Bodhisattva-level powerful ones standing by...but although their cultivation is high, they are only the true disciples of Monk Yuanjue.
However, Lu Yu was the designated successor of the Buddhist lineage, and his status was much higher than theirs.
Buddhism advocates that 'all beings are equal', but the lotus platform beneath the Buddha's seat is divided into different grades... Therefore, Lu Yi should naturally stand in the position closest to Monk Yuanjue to highlight his identity and status.
The one closest to the Divine Eagle Monk was a young monk who was over ten feet tall, also slightly thin, with skin as white as jade. There was a faint layer of platinum-colored Buddha light flowing under his moist skin, making him look like a metal statue.
The monk's aura was extremely fierce, just like the eternal snowstorm on the snowy mountain plateau. He stood there, constantly emitting a sharp and intimidating aura in all directions, like a divine weapon that had just been forged. The bright cold light forced everyone around him to unconsciously take a second look at him.
He was so fierce and violent that Lu Yi couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
The monk stared at Lu Yi with a look of hatred for his father's murder and his wife's seizure, which made Lu Yi look very confused. He was sure that this was the first time he had seen this monk in his life!
Monk Yuanjue and Monk Shenjiu were still arguing with each other.
Monk Yuanjue talked about the unfortunate event that happened to Monk Shenjiu eight thousand years ago when a sword immortal from the Taoist Temple slashed his golden body with a sword and he almost failed to practice magic.
Monk Shenjiu mentioned casually that seven thousand years ago, Monk Yuanjue was ambushed by the Eighteen Lustful Witches of the Southern Territory, who joined forces to besiege him. In the end, he had no chance to keep his monk's robes and cassock. He ran away with his heart exposed, and was chased for three hundred million miles. Countless True Immortals along the way feasted their eyes on his great achievements.
The many Buddhist practitioners under the two great monks did not say a word, but just listened quietly to the two men insulting each other.
After seven or eight rounds of this, the two monks finally realized that continuing to bicker would only result in killing ten thousand people and hurting themselves ten thousand. This kind of losing business should not be done.
Then the two of them coughed lightly at the same time, and Buddha's light lingered around their bodies, regaining the solemn and sacred appearance that a great Buddhist Bodhisattva should have.
"Junior brother, you have come from afar and you must have worked hard." Monk Yuanjue displayed the demeanor of a qualified landlord.
"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother. I hope everything is fine." The monk Shenjiu showed a hint of smile on his stern, or rather stiff, face: "Junior Brother, I came to you specially today because I have an opportunity."
He pointed at the fierce and violent young monk and said, "Brother, you may already know that this boy is the Snow Cliff Monk, the new Buddhist disciple I received more than a hundred years ago."
The young monk stepped forward and bowed solemnly to Monk Yuanjue: "Disciple Xueya, I come to see Master Yuanjue!"
Monk Yuanjue smiled slightly and pointed at Lu Yi.
Lu Yi also took a step forward and imitated the monk Xueya's behavior, bowing to the monk Shenjiu and saying, "Disciple Fahai, I am here to see Uncle Shenjiu."
Monk Yuanjue laughed and took out a palm-sized dark golden vajra from his sleeve and handed it to Monk Xueya as a gift.
The monk from Snow Cliff raised his eyebrows, and also took out a three-foot-long sword with snowflake patterns from his sleeve and handed it to Lu Yi.
The two men accepted the gifts, stood up, and stuffed the gifts into their sleeves.
Monk Yuanjue and Lu Yi both looked unhappy.
Vajra, a well-known magic weapon in Buddhism, the Vajra given by Monk Yuanjue is not of high rank, but it is also a good item for the twelfth level of True Immortal, and its power is quite amazing.
It was also a greeting gift, but the monk Shenjiu gave a sword from the ninth level of the True Immortal Realm.
Not to mention that there is a three-level difference in grade... this sword... the image of a vicious Buddhist monk in the secular world holding a sword to rob houses is acceptable... Have you ever seen a Buddhist master of the true immortal level walking around with a knife?
The gift from the monk Shenjiu was not only stingy, but also... too low in taste.
From this, we can see that this monk's mind and character are truly worthless.
Therefore, Monk Yuanjue remained silent for a long while, sitting cross-legged on the cushion, looking as dazed as a Buddha statue.
The Divine Eagle Monk slowly spoke, "If that's the case, I won't waste any more words... I heard a rumor that twelve years ago, in the Qingming Void, Senior Brother got the Buddhist and Taoist deeds for Qionghua Mountain and Liuxia River?"
Monk Yuanjue raised his eyebrows and laughed, "I heard that Junior Brother's favorite disciple has not been assigned a lower courtyard for cultivation for more than a hundred years... It seems that he has set his eyes on the land of Qionghua Mountain? But, on what basis?"
The Divine Eagle Monk took out a string of small Buddhist beads, pinched them one by one, and whispered, "Then, shall we have a duel?"
Monk Yuanjue looked at him, sneered and said nothing.
The Divine Eagle Monk narrowed his eyes and said softly, "Then, let the younger generation have a fight. Junior Brother can naturally bring out some good stuff."
