Chapter 704: The Monk Opens His Mouth (5)
The Seven Treasures Vajra Circle fell.
Suppress everything.
Crush all directions.
A bright golden halo of light with a radius of three meters was suspended above Mount Qionghua, just covering the gilded gourd head on the top of the 108-story pagoda.
The extremely heavy prison force field, accompanied by the roar of "hum", "hum", rolled over everyone's body in waves. Lu Yi and other members of the Qionghua Mountain lineage felt their hairs stand up straight, as if they were electrocuted, and their whole bodies felt numb and quite comfortable.
But those outsiders.
Including Zhencan, Monk Longyin, Monk Huanyang, and the little nuns and monks they brought with them, all lay prone on the ground.
His body was stiff, his magic power was stagnant, his soul seemed to be frozen, and all his thoughts were frozen and dead.
They looked at Lu Yi with dull eyes.
His mind was completely blank, he had no knowledge or consciousness, no sense or reaction. Under the suppression of the Seven Treasures Vajra Circle, the Buddha's natal treasure, even a great bodhisattva would have to kneel down, let alone them?
Lu Yi looked at the Taoist monks who were forming a battle formation around him, as well as Jie Yin Tou Tuo and others who were rubbing their hands in preparation for the fight. He pondered for a moment and suddenly laughed, "If children are disobedient, they will tear off the roof if they are not punished for three days... Since their parents and masters cannot discipline them, then let outsiders like us discipline them!"
So, Jieying Toudao and his entourage rushed forward and gave a warm welcome to Zhencan Monk and his entourage.
The sounds of bones breaking, meridians severing, and internal organs exploding were endless.
After all, he is a true immortal. Unless his soul is annihilated, physical injuries... can these be considered injuries?
In addition, many items carried by Monk Zhencan and his companions, totaling more than one million top-grade fairy crystals, more than a dozen Buddhist treasures of very high grades, thousands of elixirs with different effects but all quite precious... as well as some miscellaneous strange treasures, etc., were all stripped clean!
Among this group of old monks called Jie Yin Toudao, is there any good person?
They had been causing trouble in Yuanlingtian for many years, and their face, bottom line, and morality had all been thrown away. Therefore, including the group of little nuns, the unlucky guys who rashly broke into Qionghua Mountain were all stripped clean!
Well, all valuable objects, including the monk robes made of various precious materials and even the bellybands of the group of little nuns pulling the carts brought by Monk Huanyang, were stripped off.
Qingyou still had some sympathy, so she found a batch of coarse cloth sheets, tore them up, and wrapped them around the little nuns, barely covering their bodies.
Afterwards, the treatment of Monk Xue Ying and his entourage of disciples at the Daming Jinlun Temple was also improved.
Monk Xueying and his companions, who were originally hung on crosses and violently tortured by a group of vicious monks at the gate of Mount Qionghua, had their scapula pierced by special barbed chains, just like Monk Zhencan and his companions. They were neatly lined up and hung on a mirror-like cliff in the northeast corner of Mount Qionghua, just like the salted fish prepared by ordinary people for the New Year.
Mount Qionghua is extremely high.
The wind on the top of the mountain was howling and fierce. Even ordinary alloys would be polished and produce sparks when blown by the strong wind on the top of the mountain.
A group of monks and nuns who had invaded Mount Qionghua were hung neatly in a row on the cliff.
Qingyou was still kind to those little nuns and cast a layer of restrictions to protect their bodies. The strong wind was fierce, but it did not blow away the coarse cloth sheets on their bodies.
As for the monk Zhencan, monk Longyin, monk Xueping, monk Huanyang, and the group of thief monks they brought with them, all of them were hanging naked on the cliff. When the strong wind blew past, this group of monks from the Daming Jinlun Temple were fine, as the strong wind only made their skin red but failed to tear their flesh.
However, the monk Zhencan, the monk Huanyang, and the group of flower monks from Niuyang Cave brought by the monk Huanyang, their bodies had not been tempered by physical training.
The strong wind whizzed past them, leaving shallow bloody cuts on their bodies. As the wind blew, blood splashed with the strong wind, dyeing a large area of the white jade-like cliff behind them red.
This wind... is also noisy.
Pieces of thin flesh and blood were constantly blown away from the monks by the wind. Spots of flesh and blood stuck to the cliffs. The scene was like a slaughterhouse, and it was extremely hideous.
In the distance, on the east bank of Liuxia River, a large group of Taoist immortals who were watching the excitement were stunned and speechless.
They could understand why Lu Yi dealt with Monk Longyin, Monk Xueying, Monk Huanyang and others in this way… After all, there was a statue of the Prison-Suppressing Black Light Buddha behind Lu Yi, and the Dragon-Elephant Treasure Buddha behind Monk Longyin, or the ancestor of the Great Joy lineage of Buddhism, the Jile Joy Buddha, behind Monk Huanyang, they were no match for the Prison-Suppressing Black Light Buddha!
Since Lu Yi treated this group of monks in this way, there would not be much trouble afterwards, or there would be no trouble at all.
But the real silkworm monk...
His master, Baoguang Gongde Buddha, is now the 'Presiding Buddha' of Buddhism, who is replaced once every thousand years!
You hung the disciple who was the authentic disciple of Baoguang Gongde Buddha, one of the only thirteen Buddhas in Buddhism, on the cliff, sealed off all his cultivation, and left him to be ravaged and tortured by the strong wind... How hard-headed are you, you baldy Fahai thief?
Lu Yi didn't care what these onlookers thought.
He invited several small Bodhisattvas sent by Dajue Temple to help him build the Taoist temple on Mount Qionghua and set up the mountain protection formation into the Qionghua Jade Mansion, and consulted them seriously for a long time. Then a group of people discussed it, mainly Lu Yi, and compiled a booklet of about a hundred pages.
Inside the Qionghua Jade Palace, several small Bodhisattvas from the Dajue Temple looked like real clay or wooden sculptures. They were all dazed and unable to speak for a long while.
They looked at the ink-scented booklet in Lu Yi's hand and hesitated for a long time. Monk Hui Nian finally spoke softly: "Brother Fahai, this... seems a little... I'm afraid they won't agree."
Lu Yi nodded gently: "I also know that they probably won't agree to this condition... so what?"
Lu Yi smiled and pointed to the top of his head: "Anyway, it's embarrassing to hang them on the cliff. It's their disciples who will suffer... If they don't agree to my conditions, I will hang them on the cliff for ten thousand years!"
Lu Yi smiled extremely fiercely, with a cold light like a wind knife or a frost sword hidden in his smile: "They want to make an excuse to occupy my Qionghua Mountain for 10,000 years, so, I will hang them on the cliff for 10,000 years. This is the so-called cause and effect."
Monk Hui Nian twisted his Buddhist beads and said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid..."
Lu Yu said in a deep voice: "Are you afraid that they will break the rules and bully the weak?"
Monk Hui Nian looked at the subtle smile on Lu Yi's face and suddenly laughed out loud: "Brother, you are waiting for the wrong person... I am from the Zhenyu lineage, so why should I be afraid of them not following the rules?"
The bodies of several small Bodhisattvas glowed brightly, and waves of heavy and concentrated power to suppress the prison spread out.
They laughed in unison and clapped their hands in joy.
If we talk about not abiding by the rules, only the powerful Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha is qualified to be abstinent...
In that case, what are you afraid of?
With hostages in hand, what is there to be afraid of?
Several little Bodhisattvas laughed out loud and surrounded Lu Yi as he left the Qionghua Jade Palace and came to the top of Qionghua Mountain.
Lu Yu casually threw the booklet to a disciple of the Great Secret Golden Wheel Temple who had stayed behind on purpose and had the cultivation level of the Second Heaven of True Immortal. He said in a cold voice, "Go, throw this booklet to the person who can make the decision here."
"Just tell me to prepare a copy for me based on the types and quantities of materials in this booklet."
"Once the things are delivered to Qionghua Mountain, I will release them."
"If you are unwilling to give it, then... they will hang them on the top of Mount Qionghua for public display. In the end, you will be the one who will be embarrassed... ugh!"
Lu Yi suddenly stopped talking.
Over there, the cruel and ruthless Jie Yin Monk came up with a new trick.
He summoned a mountain eagle with the cultivation level of a true immortal from somewhere, and drove the eagle to fly and swoop in the air, treating the monk Zhencan and his group hanging on the cliff as prey, and kept pecking at their flesh and blood.
The eagle had a wingspan of more than ten feet, and a beak three feet long, shining and gleaming, like a butcher's hook for hanging pork, extremely sharp. It bit at the monk Zhencan and others, and tore off seven or eight pounds of meat... and with another bite, it directly exposed the internal organs.
Lu Yi looked at the screaming monk Zhencan and his group, clasped his hands together, and murmured, "Good... Prometheus... cough cough!"
Shaking his head, Lu Yi said softly to the pale, trembling disciple of the Great Secret Golden Wheel Temple in front of him, "You have also seen that if the ransom is not delivered in time, I am afraid that your fellow disciples will... have to go through reincarnation."
With a slight smile, Lu Yi patted the monk with bloodshot eyes and said, "Remember to tell your master, or the person who can make the decision... Well, the monk Zhencan is in my hands. If you dare to use force to rescue him, don't blame me for killing him."
The monk, who was shaking all over from anger or fear, stared at Lu Yi and hissed through gritted teeth, "Fahai, you are really not afraid of being blamed by the Buddha for doing this?"
Lu Yi tilted his head and looked at the monk, and suddenly grinned: "If the Buddha blames me... guess what I will do?"
The monk was stunned and murmured, "What would you do?"
Lu Yi looked towards the east, at the "idlers" of the Taoist court who were watching the excitement on the east bank of Liuxia River. His voice also became extremely vague: "If you don't want me anywhere, I will go to the Eighth Route Army..."
"Ahem, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously!" Lu Yi smiled brightly and patted the bald head of the monk in front of him: "Go, go, hurry back and tell him the news... Well, actually, I didn't ask for much, but I just want to upgrade the mountain protection formation of Qionghua Mountain from defending against the powerful Bodhisattva to one that can resist the Buddha!"
"You wouldn't be reluctant to part with some of your belongings, would you?"
Several little Bodhisattvas in Dajue Temple had drooped eyelids, clasped their hands together and chanted Buddha's name.
The disciple of the Daming Jinlun Temple, whose bald head was gently stroked by Lu Yi's big slap, looked at Lu Yi as if he had seen a ghost - you evil monk, do you know how many resources are needed to set up a mountain protection formation that can withstand the attack of Buddha-level powers?
Especially, for a Taoist temple as large as Qionghua Mountain, it would take a huge formation to be set up...
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