Chapter 690: Heavenly Weapon (1)
The main peak of Qionghua Mountain and the only entrance to the mountain.
The originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds from all directions, and a cold wind blew up. Near the archway of the "Qionghua Ancient Temple", large areas of Qionghua flowers suddenly lost their petals.
When the cold wind blew, countless petals as white as snow rushed into the sky, like a heavy snowfall flying backwards.
In a flash, snowflakes really began to fall.
It was visible to the naked eye that the ground was covered with a thin layer of ice. The white thin ice was rapidly climbing from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain along with the whistling cold wind. On the long steps leading to the top of the mountain, each step was quickly covered with white ice flakes.
There was a muffled 'hum' sound.
The pagoda standing on the top of the mountain released waves of Buddha light, and the dark clouds in the sky suddenly condensed, and then exploded like fragile glass. The whistling cold wind from all directions tore the snow inch by inch, and the snowflakes flying all over the sky suddenly evaporated into wisps of water vapor.
On the mountain top, Jie Yin Tou Tuo clasped his hands together, his eyes flashing with a dark golden light, and a chilling voice spread throughout the mountain: "Fellow Daoist, are you kidding me, Qiong Hua Mountain?"
Along the Qionghua Mountains, every 100,000 miles, there is a built temple spewing out pillars of light. One after another, the pillars of light shot straight into the sky. In the vast Qionghua Mountains, the huge jade veins underground were slightly shaking, and the majestic jade essence merged with the fairy spirit, roaring into the hub of the large formation that spread across the entire mountain range.
The entire Qionghua Mountain Range suddenly came alive.
On the top of the main peak of Qionghua Mountain in the far east, the 108-story pagoda began to expand little by little with a dull roar. The invisible power of the prison enveloped the four directions, crushing and expelling all the strange forces that were not of the prison-suppressing lineage.
At the entrance of the main peak of Qionghua Mountain, muffled groans were heard, and dozens of Buddhist monks in snow-colored robes staggered and emerged from the swirling cold wind. The leader, a 10-foot-tall monk, swayed, and a prison-suppressing card on his waist flashed, and he immediately stood firm.
"I, the humble monk Xue Ping, have come here to see the Lord of Qionghua Mountain on the orders of my master, the Great Bodhisattva of the Great Secret Golden Wheel, Divine Vulture."
The strong monk Xue Peng clasped his hands together, and snow-colored Buddha light spread around him. Suddenly, the biting cold turned into tornadoes that were only as thick as arms but thousands of feet long, howling and sweeping in all directions.
Jieying Tou Tuo stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the foot of the mountain. His dark golden eyes clearly saw the Prison-Suppressing Plate on Monk Xueying's waist.
Lu Yi had reported back to Qionghua Mountain what he had seen and heard in Bailong City, so Jieying Tou Tuo knew exactly where the prison-suppressing card came from. He could not help but feel angry. Those thief monks of the prison-suppressing lineage on Chunyang Ridge unscrupulously traded the prison-suppressing card to the thief bald monks of the Dahuanxi lineage, and then the card flowed into the hands of the Buddhist monks of the Daming Jinlun Temple. Was this considered aiding the enemy?
Fortunately, the Prison Suppression Card is just a common "pass token" and there are countless ways to deal with it.
Jieying Tou Tuo raised his right hand. In the pagoda behind him, Lu Yu, who was standing on the highest floor, laughed strangely and stomped his feet hard. Suddenly, the power of prison released by the pagoda underwent subtle changes.
A low roar spread in all directions, and dozens of disciples of the Daming Jinlun Temple at the gate of the mountain suddenly vomited blood. The Prison-Suppressing Plates on their waists emitted blinding light, and under the crushing of the rapidly changing Prison-Suppressing Force Field, these Prison-Suppressing Plates were shattered.
The twisted and mutated prison force field swept across the Liuxia River, and slammed into the Qionghua forest on the east bank of the Liuxia River. Large tracts of light and shadow twisted and diffused, accompanied by dull explosions, and altars hidden deep in the flower forest were shattered. Countless casual cultivators were blown to pieces, and they fled in blood with loud cries.
Wanxiang, Su Qianmo and others who were hiding near the altar were horrified and hurriedly retreated to the east among the fleeing cultivators.
The prison force field, like a flood and a beast, rapidly extended to the east, chasing after Wanxiang and the others, and drove them far, far away. Several True Immortals of the Hunyuan Luotian Sect fled a little slower, and were stirred by the force field, and their bodies were instantly blown to pieces. Only a little bit of their True Spirit was protected by their own natal Immortal Artifact, and it turned into a point of spiritual light and quickly escaped.
Jieying Toudao and others stood on the top of the mountain and could see clearly what was happening on the east side of Liuxia River. They couldn't help but grin and sneer.
Lu Yi had been reporting for several months, but the Qionghua Mountain had remained inactive. It was simply that the strong men and Vajra sent by Dajue Temple had not yet set up the massive mountain defense formation.
Now Lu Yi has been away for more than a year, and the great formation covering Qionghua Mountain has basically taken shape thanks to the efforts of many people sent by Dajue Temple. Although there are not enough people to guard the nearly 5,000 temples, the entire mountain protection formation can still exert 20% to 30% of its power.
With only 20% to 30% of the power, unless there is a great bodhisattva-level expert who is shameless enough to take action personally, ordinary immortals will never be able to break through!
Therefore, Xue Yan and others came to the gate, relying on the prison card to provoke them at will, and even used their magical powers to freeze the main peak of Qionghua Mountain... How violent is Jie Yin Tou Tuo? Lu Yu is not a good person either! So he simply took heavy measures to teach Xue Yan and Wan Xiang a lesson.
If it weren't for the fact that Qionghua Mountain's foundation is too weak, and there aren't enough masters, or a sufficient number of masters to take charge... Xue Ping and the others would have been seriously injured long ago, and Wanxiang and the others wouldn't have thought of escaping!
Xue Ping spat out a mouthful of blood, and the biting cold winds that had just manifested his magical power shattered and exploded. He lost face in front of all his fellow disciples. He was so angry that he shouted, "We are both disciples of Buddhism, but you, Qiong Hua Shan, are going too far!"
Jie Yin Tou Tuo laughed strangely.
In Yuanlingtian, as the supreme leader of Mahakala, Jieying Toudao has never been too lazy to waste words and habitually gets straight to the point.
Seeing Wanxiang and the others escape, Jieyin Tou Tuo formed seals with his hands, drawing on the enormous power absorbed by the mountain protection formation to bless himself. His body emitted dark golden Buddha light, and in the blink of an eye he grew to a height of about seventy or eighty feet.
Standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking the group of disciples , Jie Yin Tou Tuo laughed wildly: "The mountain master is not here, you can come back another day... Hahahaha, get out of here!"
As he raised his hands, there was a loud bang, and black clouds rolled behind Jieying Tou Tuo. A pitch-black, sixty-six-story Prison-Suppressing Pagoda emerged. The Prison-Suppressing Power, which was deep, dark, and filled with the breath of death and annihilation, enveloped the top of the mountain. Then Jieying Tou Tuo pressed his hands down the mountain, and two huge black handprints flew out of his hands.
Two giant palms came down with a loud bang, and when they were almost at the foot of the mountain, they had expanded to a size of several miles.
Monk Xueying sneered: "Only the eleventh heaven...you..."
He raised his hands to the sky , and two white giant palms rolled up a chill and rushed into the sky. The four black and white giant palms suddenly collided with each other, and there was a loud noise. The two white palms shattered, and the two black palms shrunk by about 90%, suddenly fell down, and hit the monk Xuepeng.
Monk Xueying roared, and his snow-white monk robes exploded into pieces. The skin on his arms cracked, and he suddenly fell to his knees with blood splattering.
The earth shook slightly.
The ground near Mount Qionghua has been nourished by the jade essence from underground for countless years. The solidity of the soil and gravel is even better than the diamond soil in the Vajra Forest of Dajue Temple!
After all, this was once the Taoist temple of Empress Qionghua, and the solidity of the ground was far beyond the imagination of ordinary people!
The heavy blows from Jie Yin Tou Tuo and Xue Ying Monk failed to damage the ground at all. Xue Ying Monk knelt firmly on the ground, with his two knees almost shattered on the spot.
"Okay, okay, okay! If you, Qionghua Mountain, rely on the mountain protection formation to bully others, don't blame me. I will use the power of the Buddha treasure to repay you!"
There was a strange light flashing in Monk Xuepeng's eyes. He laughed loudly and shook his head. Suddenly, a large piece of snow-colored light rose up. In the light, a soft and bright net could be seen flying up. Thumb-sized snow-colored pearls were inlaid on the net, which seemed real and illusory, and erratic!
This is the Dragon Elephant Hidden Buddha behind the Great Secret Golden Wheel Temple of the Great Snow Mountain. It is a magic-refining Buddhist treasure obtained when he first entered the path of Taoism - the Pure Dou'er. The name is not very good, but the power is extremely terrifying.
The Dragon-Elephant Hidden Buddha has worked hard for countless tens of thousands of years on this pure bag, and in particular, he has integrated a ray of innate divine light that he had collected with great effort into it. It is best at dissolving all tangible things in the world, and has a particularly devastating killing power on souls, spirits, and the like.
Dozens of disciples from the Daming Jinlun Temple formed a circle behind Xue Ying. They sat cross-legged on the ground, chanting scriptures and mantras, integrating their own Buddha power with Xue Ying.
Qingjing Dou'er flew high into the sky, and then transformed into wisps of extremely fine snow-colored light, completely covering the main peak of Qionghua Mountain.
The power of prison released by the pagoda on the top of the mountain impacted this seemingly extremely thin glow. No matter how Lu Yu and others urged it, the glow did not move at all.
"Today, I will not hurt you. I will not hit you or scold you. I will ask you, the Lord of Qionghua Mountain, to come out so that we can have a discussion." Monk Xueying's smug laughter spread throughout the mountain: "If he does not come out, your Qionghua Mountain lineage will be closed from now on... Let's see, in the future, how can you still have the face to walk in Liangyi Heaven!"
Amid the laughter, the snowy glow in the sky condensed into extremely terrifying wisps of cold air, which turned into mung bean-sized snow particles that gently fell.
The mountain protection formation of Qionghua Mountain lacks sufficient presiding officers and is simply unable to resist the erosion of this precious treasure of Buddha.
Snow particles penetrated the mountain-protecting Buddha light and fell to the ground. Immediately, the temperature all over Mount Qionghua dropped sharply, and soon the entire mountain was frozen over by thin ice. All the monks on the mountain who had followed Lu Yi to ascend to Liang Yi Heaven were shivering with cold, except for Lu Yu, who had almost natural immunity to all kinds of extreme environments.
Including the most powerful ones like Jie Yin Toudao and Sha Fo Wu Xin, their faces were frozen pale and their movements became much slower.
The group had no choice but to abandon the temple building on the top of the mountain and retreat to the temple of Queen Qionghua in the belly of the mountain. The heavy mountain and the protection of Queen Qionghua's legacy made it impossible for Qingjing Dou'er to penetrate the cave even a step, no matter how powerful it was.
It was just this kind of frustration... which made some of the fierce monks with bad tempers among Mahakala's group of old monks become furious and they cursed all day long!
