The Buddha image of the Blood-Lining Buddha was imprisoned.
His two disciples, Thousand Slaughter Monk and Thousand Killing Monk, ignored the desperate situation of Dragon Elephant Treasure Buddha and Iron Shackle Buddha, and led a group of disciples to launch a frenzied attack on Xie Laojun and Wutou Patriarch.
The sky was filled with blood and waves of blood were rolling. The Buddhist magic weapons formed by the blood-colored Buddha light turned into a storm and poured towards the two old demons.
Xie Laojun presided over the Ten Thousand Demons Banner calmly and confidently.
Wisps of demonic energy rose up, and Buddhist magic weapons condensed from blood collided with the demonic energy and were all blown to pieces.
The two newly promoted rookie little Buddhas have only just reached the threshold of Buddhahood in terms of magical powers and spiritual attainments. Such destructive power cannot put any pressure on Xie Laojun at all.
While the old ancestor Wutou was madly cursing the Lixue Buddha, he still had the leisure and elegance to continuously sprinkle out handfuls of secret demonic thunder!
Unlike the Secret Demon True Thunder that he gave to Jiutou Demon Ancestor for protection, the Secret Demon True Thunder that Wutou Ancestor used for himself was more powerful, and the killing power of each one was Buddha-level. Not only was the explosive power of the True Thunder amazing, but it also contained extremely vicious poison... In particular, the poison of each Secret Demon True Thunder was completely different!
Each thunderbolt has its own strange and overbearing poison, and when the poisons of two thunderbolts are mixed together, a new mixed poison will be derived... Or when the poisons of three, four, five, or even more real thunderbolts are mixed together, it will become a more complex, more difficult, and more terrifying compound poison!
The Thousand Slaughter Monks and the Thousand Killing Monks were surrounded by blood, and the impact of the true thunder explosion made them bleed from all seven orifices.
The poison kept falling on them, corroding and weakening the Buddha's light that protected them. During the time that Lu Yi killed two Buddhas, the Buddha's power of the Thousand Slaughter Monk and the Thousand Killing Monk had been consumed, and their strength was almost exhausted!
However, they are still fighting desperately!
They knew very well that if the Buddha image of Lixue Buddha was destroyed here, it would be an extremely heavy blow to the original body of Lixue Buddha... The Lixue Buddha, who had just entered the realm of Buddha Lord, might fall from that supreme realm!
This was an unbearable blow to the entire Blood Buddha Temple.
They had no doubt that if Xie Laojun and Wutou Laozu spread the news of the breakthrough of the Blood Buddha, the countless monsters and evil spirits in the entire wilderness, those who were exiled in the past, or those evil demon giants who fled to the wilderness mountains and hid, would definitely join hands and slaughter the Blood Buddha Temple!
Over the years, the Blood Buddha Temple has made countless deadly enemies in the wilderness.
However, there are few disciples in the Blood Buddha Temple. Although they go around "subduing demons and eliminating evil spirits" and madly slaughtering evil spirits and monsters, compared with the vast and desolate mountains, the evil spirits and monsters that are their enemies are just a drop in the ocean, and the revenge faced by the Blood Buddha Temple is only ordinary.
However, once the news of Lixue Buddha's breakthrough spreads, they will inevitably become thorns in the eyes and flesh of all monsters and evil spirits.
Faced with the hostility of the entire wilderness, if Lixue Buddha's realm falls from the peak... the consequences are obvious!
The Thousand Slaughter Monks and the Thousand Killing Monks really went crazy with killing.
They even imitated the Iron Shackles Buddha and directly burned their essence, blood, spirit and soul, and started to fight desperately without hesitating to sacrifice their original essence!
At this time, Lu Yi had already picked up the two Buddha statues. He ignored the deadly-looking monk Shen Jiu and his group and turned directly to the Blood-Lining Buddha: "Tell me, what's going on? Why are you bothering me for no reason?"
Lu Yi smiled kindly: "I'm afraid those two Buddhas didn't expect that they were like a little hen paying New Year's greetings to a weasel? Ah... bah, bah, they are courting death. I am definitely not a weasel!"
Buddha's light surges around the blood-bleeding Buddha.
He glanced at the two disciples who were fighting frantically, then looked at Lu Yi who was smiling, and finally sighed: "After all, we are from the Buddhist sect... Fahai, are you going to join forces with the evil demons to attack me?"
Lu Yu looked at the Blood-Lining Buddha in astonishment: "What you said is really interesting... Just now, didn't you collude with those two Buddhas to murder me? You even wanted to use me to plot against my master? Now you say such things, do you still have any shame?"
Lixue Buddha pondered for a moment. More and more dark green spots appeared on his body. The curse of the Wutou Patriarch was causing unpredictable harm in his body.
He sighed, "Back then, when I was fighting with a certain old devil, he said something very well - in this world, where is there any face or shame? It's nothing but interests... With my level of cultivation, I have already let it go... Let's join forces to eliminate these two devils, and I will promise you a benefit that you absolutely cannot refuse. How about it?"
Lu Yu raised his eyebrows and shook his head desperately: "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen..."
He shouted the three words "I don't listen" in a very self-willed manner, like a coquettish little girl who was sulking with her childhood sweetheart. Lu Yi shouted with a smile, holding the sandalwood merit staff, and hit Qian Tu Seng on the back of his head with it from behind.
"Bang!"
The butcher monk rolled his eyes and before he could even look at Lu Yi, he was knocked down by his stick.
"Senior Brother!" The Thousand Killing Monk roared angrily, turned over, opened his mouth, and spurted out a blood-red thunder, which slammed towards Lu Yi fiercely.
Lu Yu’s eyes widened - this blood-spitting thunder, such a magical power is fine... but the aura of this thunder and fire is not a Buddhist method, nor is it a Taoist thunder method, but it faintly carries some real evil charm!
Tsk!
This Blood Buddha Temple is truly unique and has carved out a path of their own!
The Suffering Buddha Robe and the Liberation Robe lit up with dense Buddha light at the same time, and blood-red thunder fell heavily on Lu Yi's chest. The Buddha light flickered, and the thunder went out with a "puff", and its momentum was no different from that of firecrackers in the secular world.
The next moment, Lu Yi's figure suddenly disappeared.
He was like a ghost that appeared and disappeared suddenly. With extremely terrifying speed and unpredictable trajectory, he rushed directly in front of the Thousand Killing Monk. The staff in his hand brought up an evil wind and hit him heavily on the forehead.
The Buddha's light surged, and the golden body of the Thousand Killing Monk shattered. The Buddha's light washed over his Buddha relics, annihilated his Tao rhyme, destroyed his Qi, and branded his soul in the flickering Buddha's light, leaving him dying and almost destroyed.
"Little monk, you deserve to die!" The Buddha's image of Lixue Buddha suddenly burst into a dazzling blood light, and his body expanded out of thin air.
Xie Laojun spat out a mouthful of blood, and shadows of large demon heads flashed on the Ten Thousand Demons Banner. An extremely powerful demonic power surged out and crushed Lixue Buddha fiercely, knocking his energy back again.
Nine more demon shadows took advantage of the situation and broke into the blood light protecting the body of the Lixue Buddha. They chanted secret spells and transformed into wisps of sticky, vicious black demonic energy, which penetrated deeply into the body of the Lixue Buddha, leaving behind hideous demonic patterns in his body that were twisted like poisonous snakes.
The four faces of the Blood-Lining Buddha became extremely gloomy.
He stared at Xie Laojun, his eyes flashing with blood, and invisible Dao rhymes turned into magical waves, probing towards Xie Laojun's body. Layer by layer, thread by thread... like an invisible blade that can penetrate everywhere, cutting Xie Laojun's body and spying on the secrets deep inside his body.
When Xie Laojun was at his peak, this kind of reconnaissance method was useless to him.
But what about Mr. Xie now?
All his energy was used to control the Ten Thousand Demon Banner and satisfy its endless greed. He had already neglected his own defense. This kind of exploration had no lethality, so Xie Laojun didn't care!
The mouth of the Bloody Buddha suddenly moved slightly.
Xie Laojun's expression suddenly changed. He raised his head suddenly and took a deep look at the Blood-Lining Buddha.
The Lixue Buddha raised one arm, formed a strange seal with his five fingers, and then muttered a few words silently.
Xie Laojun's expression kept changing.
He glanced at the Blood-Lining Buddha, and then at the Thousand Killing Monk who was on the brink of complete annihilation.
Xie Laojun revealed a knowing smile, then he nodded, stretched out his right hand, put it in his mouth, bit off his five fingers with a "click", and sprayed the thick blood plasma on the Ten Thousand Demons Banner.
The Ten Thousand Demon Banner let out a sharp roar, and countless phantoms of demons emerged from it, baring their teeth and roaring. The dense, almost tangible demonic energy transformed into three black, piercing thorns, which slowly flew into the sky, and then aimed at the Wutou Ancestor who was kowtowing and cursing loudly below.
The old man Wutou suddenly raised his head.
He looked at Xie Laojun and said in a deep voice: "Xie Laojun, what do you want to do?"
Xie Laojun spread his hands and sighed softly: "We are... the devils... so of course we have to do what devils do. For example, betrayal, stabbing in the back... things like that!"
The three translucent thorns vibrated slightly, making a sharp hissing sound.
With a chuckle from Old Lord Xie, three thumb-thick, more than ten feet long, densely barbed thorns turned into three wisps of black smoke and flew towards the Wutou Patriarch as fast as lightning.
The void solidified.
Time is frozen.
The body of the old man Wutou was stiff and unable to move.
A dark green demonic light surged out from the body of the old man Wutou. He struggled hard, and even a few crisp green leaves grew on his scalp. The leaves burst into a faint green light. He struggled desperately even at the cost of his own essence!
Countless demons in the Ten Thousand Demons Banner laughed wildly, and their vicious and evil curses turned into invisible attacks that enveloped the Old Ancestor Wutou.
The body of the Wutou Patriarch gradually shrank, withered, aged, and decayed... His Qi was rapidly weakened. Three heart-piercing thorns silently pierced his body, continuously injecting the vicious magic power deep into his body.
"I..." The old ancestor Wutou uttered an extremely wonderful greeting.
The restraint of the Ten Thousand Demons Banner on the Lixue Buddha suddenly disappeared. The Lixue Buddha took a deep breath, and swung out eight strange skeletal Buddha weapons with his eight arms, which brought up a raging blood flame and slashed fiercely at the Wutou Ancestor.
At the same time, a sparkling blood-red rope flew out from the waist of the Lixue Buddha and turned into a tall and slender dragon, which rolled towards Lu Yi with a sharp roar.
The Buddha-level rhyme of Tao permeates the void.
The sandalwood staff of merit in Lu Yi's hand, the Buddhist robes and cassocks on his body were all suppressed by this rich Dao rhyme, becoming dim, and all kinds of power were instantly suppressed to the extreme. The terrifying pressure came from all directions, and the breeze on Lu Yi's body, as well as the pieces of Buddha light, were all shattered bit by bit under the pressure of this Dao rhyme.
'Click, click, click!'
Lu Yi's newly repaired body gradually hunched over, and the heavy pressure caused his bones to break and his body to shatter. No matter how many adventures he had, no matter how much good fortune he had, facing the true Buddha-level attack, he was still too young, too weak, and too small!
Buddha realm!
Even if they have just been promoted to the Buddha Lord realm, and have not yet completely stabilized and completed their transformation, they are still one of the most powerful and supreme top-level life forms in Liangyi Heaven.
They are the Tao!
They are the Dharma!
They are the 'symbol' of this world... They hold not only 'power', but the true supreme authority of this world!
If the world of cultivation is likened to the secular world, and true immortals are like mortals, Lu Yi is a minor official of the 16th or 7th rank, and the Buddha is the high and mighty king, the supreme emperor, who has the power of life and death and is insolent!
Lu Yi's internal organs were all torn apart and he began to vomit blood in large mouthfuls.
He looked at Xie Laojun in inexplicable horror - this old devil... As expected, he was an evil devil and could not be trusted!
Although Lu Yi never trusted him.
But... being stabbed so hard like this really makes me feel inexplicably irritated and depressed!
The Wutou Patriarch was imprisoned by the Ten Thousand Demons Banner, and eight white bone Buddha soldiers wrapped in blood flames and blood light slashed at him fiercely. The Wutou Patriarch's body was torn apart, and he let out a shrill howl. Blood plasma splashed all over the sky, turning into countless dark green plump leaves that scattered all over the sky.
Amid the flying of countless leaves, a very thin ray of green light suddenly faded away.
But the blood light from all directions suddenly gathered inwards.
The void within a radius of 100 miles made a "crack" sound, and was directly cut apart from the surrounding world. This extremely thin ray of green light fiercely hit the blood light that cut through the void, like a fly hitting a solid crystal glass, hitting it straight to pieces, and the soul was almost shattered on the spot.
"Xie Laojun... you, deserve to die!" Wutou Patriarch roared unwillingly: "You teamed up with the thief bald from the Blood Buddha Temple... what good will it do you?"
"Buzz", the dragon transformed from the blood-colored rope had already tightly wrapped around Lu Yu. The dragon shook its head and tail, and was about to tie Lu Yu up like a zongzi... A dark golden and heavy Buddha light shot up into the sky, and the Fantian Seal rushed out of Lu Yu's body and hit the dragon's head fiercely.
There was a muffled sound, the dragon wailed, its head shattered, and blood splattered everywhere.
The Fantian Seal broke the end of the rope, and thick and solid Buddha light fell, suppressing the Tao rhyme, imprisoning the spiritual inspiration, and with an extremely strong and domineering force, completely condensed all the power in the rope into glaciers.
The Bloodthirsty Buddha shouted softly, "Good baby!"
Lu Yi shouted softly, and a mouthful of old blood sprayed on the Fantian Seal. A large piece of green light flowed, and the Fantian Seal made a sharp sound of breaking through the air, suddenly turning into a streak of light, and heavily slapped the top of the Lixue Buddha's head.
The image of the Blood-Lining Buddha remained motionless.
The Fantian Seal fell fiercely, but it only made a dull 'bang' sound. A little bit of blood light rippled, and a blood-red lotus rose above the head of the Blood Buddha, gently supporting the Fantian Seal.
Lu Yi spat out three mouthfuls of blood in succession, continuously activating the Fantian Seal.
However, the blood lotus on the head of the Lixue Buddha was shaking slightly. Even though Lu Yi risked his life, the Fantian Seal was just spinning around and couldn't hit him at all!
Below the Buddha, all living beings are ants!
Compared with the Lixue Buddha, Lu Yu was too weak, too weak, too weak... Even if the Lixue Buddha came here in just a Dharma image, the power he possessed was a thousand times... ten thousand times... or even more terrifying than that of Lu Yu!
With a "crackling" sound, all the bones in Lu Yi's body were shattered.
In his mind, the small axe emitted even brighter starlight and injected it into Lu Yu's shattered body, constantly increasing his strength and strengthening his golden body. However, no matter how magical the small axe was, it would not be possible for Lu Yu to have the magnificent power to directly compete with the Blood-Lining Buddha in a short period of time.
Then Little Axe suddenly became furious.
He shook slightly and was about to fly out of Lu Yi's mind and hit the Lixue Buddha hard.
Lu Yi hurriedly shook his soul and tried to communicate with this small axe of unknown origin, fearing that it would reveal any traces.
It happened in a flash. As Lixue Buddha and Xie Laojun attacked Wutou Patriarch together, he screamed: "Disciple, wake up!"
The Qiantu monk, who had just been knocked unconscious by Lu Yi's stick, let out a long howl and woke up from his coma.
The Blood-Lining Buddha used his telepathic power to directly inject everything that had just happened into the soul of the Thousand-Slaughter Monk... The Thousand-Slaughter Monk jumped up without saying a word, and the blood-colored Buddha light on his body condensed into a hideous demon-slaying sword, which pierced straight at the motionless Lu Yi with boundless murderous intent.
'bite'!
The demon-slaying sword pierced Lu Yi's body, and it actually made a crisp metallic collision sound.
Sparks flew everywhere, and even though the monk Qian Tu used all his strength to strike with his sword, he was unable to hurt Lu Yi's flesh at all!
The true strength of the Thousand Slaughter Monks is not even enough to break through Lu Yi’s defense now!
The thousand butcher monks were dumbfounded.
Lixue Buddha looked at Lu Yi in even greater astonishment.
He opened his mouth and a stream of blood spurted out, fiercely injecting into the body of Qian Tu Monk. Qian Tu Monk's body expanded rapidly like a balloon, and in an instant it reached a height of more than ten feet. He let out a long roar, and the demon-slaying sword in his hand turned into a length of seven or eight feet, rolling up a blood-colored light curtain like a waterfall, and fiercely slashed at Lu Yi.
With the help of this blood arrow from the Blood-Lining Buddha, the attack and killing power of the Thousand Slaughter Monks soared a thousand times!
From just entering the realm of Buddha, he instantly soared to be comparable to a senior Buddha.
With this attack, even if Lu Yu was not imprisoned by the Lixue Buddha and not seriously injured by him, Lu Yu calculated that this sword could cause fatal damage to him...not to mention that he was badly injured by the Lixue Buddha at this time!
With no other options, Lu Yi could only look up to the sky and shout: "My disciple is in trouble, please help me, Master!"
The blood-bleeding Buddha's eyeballs bulged out.
Xie Laojun suddenly turned around and looked.
The thin green light exploded, and the blood-stained Wutou Patriarch rushed out of the green light, screaming at the top of his lungs: "Master Fahai... now, we are on the same path... Which Buddhist monk is here? I am willing to... convert!"
The old man Wutou spoke a long string of words in a very fast tone in just a blink of an eye.
"I am a wealthy man, with millions of godchildren, filial sons and grandchildren. I have a vast territory with endless wealth. I am willing to contribute it all!"
"My ancestor, I, I... I am a compassionate Buddhist monk. My poison is useless... But I am also a first-rate expert at growing herbs and flowers. With my sincere faith, I can give you any elixir you want. I have as much as you want!"
The old ancestor Wutou was also embarrassed by the sudden attack of Lixue Buddha and Xie Laojun. He did not care about his dignity and hysterically spoke out his own value!
Three figures appeared out of nowhere beside Lu Yi.
Three Buddha-level auras rose into the sky.
Lixue Buddha, Xie Laojun, Wutou Laozu and others, all their faces changed.
Where did these three Buddhas come from?
They saw clearly that it came out directly from the small Vajra Mount Sumeru that Lu Yi had just released!
The back of Xie Laojun was suddenly covered with cold sweat - he remembered how he forced Lu Yi to cooperate with him in order to plot against Patriarch Wutou in Sanya Village... He even saw with his own eyes how Lu Yi released tens of thousands of Taoist monks from the Little Vajra Mount Sumeru!
He originally thought that the people in the Little Vajra Mount Sumeru were just a group of ordinary Taoist soldiers?
Surprisingly, there are three real Buddhas hidden here!
If Lu Yi had no other purpose in Sanya Village, these three real Buddhas would have suddenly appeared and hit Xie Laojun hard... cold sweat flowed down his back like a stream. Xie Laojun suddenly felt that he must have been in trouble recently. How could he be so unlucky and encounter such an outrageous thing?
Lixue Buddha figured out the mystery in a flash.
He hissed, "Fahai, have you been prepared? What exactly do you want to do by coming to the wilderness?"
Lu Yi said calmly: "Of course, fishing!"
"I just didn't expect that, in addition to catching two big fish, there would be so many fish that were not originally my target, coming towards me on their own initiative... Then, let's catch them all in one net!"
Everyone in the field is now worthy of the title of "mighty".
Therefore, all conversations and all words took place in a very short period of time… At this time, the giant blood arrow in the hands of the Thousand Slaughter Monk had just cut down a space of more than three inches.
The three Buddhas Yuan Ding, Yuan Shan and Yuan Jue who appeared beside Lu Yi raised their heads at the same time and smiled indifferently.
The three Buddhas flicked their fingers, and a stream of dark golden sticky plasma flew out from their hands.
The plasma is only the size of a thumb, shiny and round, with a texture like that of relics, heavy as a mountain, and exudes a rich fragrance, like a ball of the finest quality sandalwood.
Especially the aura emitted by these three points of plasma is only stronger than the image of the Blood-Licking Buddha!
This is clearly the essence and blood of a powerful Buddha!
The four faces of the Blood-Lining Buddha twisted at the same time.
He widened his eyes, staring at the three points of essence and blood. One point sank into the Sandalwood Staff of Merit, one point sank into the Robe of Liberation, and one point flew directly over and merged into the Fantian Seal.
The Buddha's essence and blood contain infinite power.
The sandalwood staff in Lu Yu's hand shook violently, flew up on its own, and shook like a living thing, smashing the blood-red rope that fell on Lu Yu's body into pieces with one strike. The staff flew into the air, and with a light tap, the giant sword in the hands of the thousand-slaughter monk let out a wail, and was easily smashed into pieces by the staff.
The thousand-butcher monk vomited blood, his bones broke with sounds like popping beans, and he flew backwards involuntarily.
The Liberation Robe emitted a fierce Buddha light. With the blessing of the Buddha's essence and blood, the power of this Buddhist treasure was fully exerted. The colorful Buddha light swept across the void, and even the blood-colored Buddha light emitted by the Blood-Lining Buddha was completely suppressed.
Lu Yu's whole body relaxed, and he could hear the sound of bones shifting inside his body. Within three or five breaths, all his injuries had healed.
The Fantian Seal even let out a high-pitched roar. It was already extremely heavy, and now its weight soared a million times. With a hint of dark golden Buddha light, it pressed down lightly with a "click".
The blood lotus that emerged from the top of the Lixue Buddha's head was shattered into pieces by the Fantian Seal. The Fantian Seal struck downwards fiercely, and there was a loud bang. The huge head of the Lixue Buddha was hit and dented, and countless cracks appeared on the entire surface of the Dharma image.
"Walk!"
The Lixue Buddha spat out large mouthfuls of blood and looked deeply at the three Buddhas standing beside Lu Yi.
“Yuan Ding, Yuan Shan, Yuan Jue…Okay, okay, okay, three good disciples of the Prison… Today, I have been tricked by you… However, since we have come to the wilderness, we should be prepared to stay in these mountains forever!”
"I'll come find you right away!"
"Coming right up!"
With a loud shout, the statue of the Blood Buddha turned into a giant blood light with a diameter of several miles, which swept up Xie Laojun, Thousand Slaughter Monks, the Thousand Killing Monk's Yuan Ling Imprint, and a group of Blood Buddha Temple disciples, tore through the void, and suddenly disappeared.
"You guys, wait!"
The Blood-Lining Buddha walked away quickly, and his curses could be faintly heard.
He was madly greeting the Dragon Elephant Treasure Buddha and the Iron Shackle Buddha - these two idiots, who were intent on plotting against Lu Yu and the Zhenyue lineage, but they didn't expect that Lu Yu had already set an ambush in advance!
Carrying three Buddhas with you?
Is this fair?
Is there still law here?
Even if those two idiots were not beaten to death by Lu Yi, whose strength had soared, they would have been beaten to death by these three Buddhas!
Being schemed against by a younger generation is truly... incompetent!
It is truly a shame for Buddhism!
Lixue Buddha ran very fast. He was so focused on escaping that he didn't notice that after he ran far away, another figure slowly walked out from the Little Vajra Sumeru Mountain.
The Prison-Suppressing Buddha of Mysterious Light!
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguan Buddha, who had already been promoted to the realm of Buddha Lord, emerged slowly from the Small Vajra Sumeru Mountain with a smile on his face.
He looked at the fleeing Blood-Blooded Buddha, clasped his hands together, and sighed softly: "Junior Brother Sansheng has fallen into the devil's way... He is truly a shame to our Buddhist sect... As a senior brother, I cannot sit idly by and watch him go astray... I, this old monk, can only take ruthless action to help him get rid of it!"
Lu Yi, Yuan Ding, Yuan Shan, and Yuan Jue put their hands together and praised in unison: "Buddha is merciful, this is the correct way of Buddhism!"
Behind Lu Yi, the monk Shenjiu and a group of disciples of the Dragon Elephant Treasure Buddha all knelt on the ground with a "thump".
The monk Shenjiu looked at Lu Yi with a pious face: "I am the Buddha Fahai, your disciple Shenjiu, I sincerely convert to Buddhism!"
A sharp whistle came from the side, and the old ancestor Wutou suddenly turned into countless extremely thin green lights and fled in all directions... But just as he turned into light and moved, the Prison-Suppressing Black Light Buddha clenched his right palm, and countless green lights gathered inward. The old ancestor Wutou cried and was grabbed by him.
"I heard your words clearly... From now on, you will cultivate the land and farm for Fahai in Qionghua Mountain!" The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha smiled very brightly. He turned his head and nodded to the Divine Eagle Monk: "You all should turn over a new leaf and start a new life... From now on, you will go to Qionghua Mountain and become a monk at the gate. This can be considered as a positive result!"
The group of people including the Divine Eagle Monk were filled with bitterness and almost cried!
With their status and identity in Buddhism, they actually became gatekeepers for Lu Yu?
Forget it, forget it!
This is fate!
The Dragon-Elephant Treasure Buddha...fell!
In these years, their Dragon Elephant lineage has acted in a domineering and even arrogant manner, and has provoked many opponents and many powerful enemies both inside and outside the Buddhist community... Now that their backer has fallen, if they do not seek refuge in a newer and stronger backer, they may be in danger of perishing!
Take refuge with the Prison-Suppressing Buddha?
They look down upon these stray dogs... They already have their own trusted disciples and countless disciples, aren't they close enough? Why should they include these remnants of defeated troops?
Even the three newly-promoted Buddhas, Yuanding, Yuanshan and Yuanjue, which one of them did not have a large number of trusted disciples?
Only Lu Yi!
As the most favored, youngest, latest-joined and least experienced disciple of the Zhenyue lineage, he lacks people around him, especially a strong fighter like Monk Shenjiu who once had the strength to compete for the position of the Ten Great Bodhisattvas of Buddhism!
As long as you surrender sincerely, there is a high probability that Lu Yi will not refuse!
Sure enough, Lu Yi did not refuse.
The Prison-Suppressing Buddha of Black Light did not refuse!
He lightly tapped his right hand, and the three great Bodhisattva-level disciples and forty-nine Bodhisattva-level disciples brought by the Dragon-Elephant Buddha from the wilderness all had a little deep black-gold Buddha light between their eyebrows.
Their bodies, Buddha power, spirits, souls, and even the core of the relics all felt an extremely strong and terrifying pressure!
As long as this pressure moves a little, they will be shattered to pieces, both their souls and bodies will be destroyed!
The Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha pointed his hand, and a ray of Buddha light flew into the Fantian Seal. Lu Yi, who had already refined the Fantian Seal to his satisfaction, immediately felt that the aura of the Divine Eagle Monk and this group of great and small Bodhisattvas had already merged with the Fantian Seal, and their lives and deaths were all in his control!
Lu Yi smiled brightly!
In this way, the Qionghua Mountain lineage can be said to have truly established its roots in Liangyi Heaven. At least in the future, if someone dares to cause trouble on Qionghua Mountain again, Lu Yu will not have to personally take action or ask the elders of the sect to support him.
"Master, what should we do now?" Monk Yuan Ding, as the eldest brother of the Prison Zhenring lineage, asked the Prison Zhenring Xuanguang Buddha for instructions on what to do next.
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha narrowed his eyes and said softly, "Sansheng Huanmie... this title is not good. Huanmie, Huanmie, he really should be 'destroyed'. Over the years, I didn't expect that he would have accumulated such a fortune in the wilderness. Haha. Follow him and wipe out the roots!"
With a slight grin, the Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha said softly: "Since most of the Buddhists think that he has fallen, let him truly fall!"
Putting his hands together and sighing softly, the Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha said softly, "The grudge between me and him in the past should have come to an end... Hehe, for nine consecutive times, he took advantage of my retreat to break through the realm and plotted against me, delaying the time for me to attain Buddhahood by 8.1 million years... He also made me survive several near-death experiences, and many of my disciples were killed or injured."
Lu Fu understood.
There is absolutely no possibility of resolving such deep hatred!
Amid the shrill cries of Wutou Patriarch, Zhenyu Xuanguang Buddha also placed the same restrictions on him as on the Divine Eagle Monk, controlling his life and death and integrating it into the Fantian Seal. Regardless of whether Wutou Patriarch was happy or not, from now on, unless his cultivation level could surpass Zhenyu Xuanguang Buddha, he could only be a well-behaved and obedient "herb grower" in Qionghua Mountain.
With his face drooping, the old ancestor Wutou followed Lu Yi weakly.
Lu Yi and a group of great monks all looked towards the north - the huge ship from the Jiang family was slowly approaching this side.
The Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha waved his hand, and a thick Buddha light fell, erasing all the people present at the same time, and disappeared without a trace. Even the three trembling beauty pythons were taken away by the Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha.
In its place, there were left the mountains that were devastated by the war, a horrific scene of the end of the world.
In the wild mountains, from the lair of the three beautiful pythons all the way south, about 30 million miles deep, there is an extremely dangerous area of ​​poor mountains and bad waters. The mountains are barren mountains; the water is poisonous water; between the mountains and waters, there are tens of thousands of small tribes, all of which are a mess of mixed bloodlines, and the various races of demons, ghosts and monsters are extremely complicated.
I don’t know what grudges or hatreds these small tribes have, but they fight day and night, either you kill me, or I kill you, or I join forces with others to kill you, or you join forces with others to kill me. Those who were allies today may become mortal enemies tomorrow; those who were sworn enemies yesterday may be drinking and chatting happily today!
There is no morality, no rules, no restraint, only blood.
Violence is the eternal theme here, and killing is the highest iron law here.
Kill, kill, kill, kill till the sky is dark.
Kill, kill, kill, kill until a river of blood flows!
Small streams and rivers formed by blood flowed through the mountains and forests, along the dangerous valleys and streams, and finally flowed into the depths of the mountains, into a bottomless pool of blood with a diameter of no more than thirty miles.
This blood pool is black and red in color. Over the years, the essence and blood of countless creatures have gathered here. After being created by the heaven and earth and brewed by the earth's energy, it has produced a pool of strange things just like brewing wine.
Every drop of juice in this pool of blood is extremely viscous and heavy. Every drop of blood contains huge energy, infinite blood, and is filled with overwhelming evil spirit and endless murderous intent. If it falls into the hands of some big demons who practice magic skills, this pool of blood will be a supreme elixir, enough to make them greatly improve their skills and soar in strength!
However, for countless years, this pool of blood has not been known to outsiders for various reasons.
It lies quietly deep in the mountains, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, collecting the earth's veins and energy, and using infinite essence and blood as its source to nurture a pool of blood-red exotic lotus.
Among the hundreds of blood-red lotuses in this pool, there is one lotus that is the largest, several feet square.
On the lotus pod, a hint of blood was faintly visible. If someone could get close and look at it carefully, if his Dharma eyes were strong enough, he would be able to see through the blood shadow and see the shadow of a mountain range.
This phantom of a mountain that looks less than ten feet long is the famous "Demon Slaughtering Ridge" in the wild land!
The Blood Buddha Temple exorcises demons and monsters in the wild mountains, confiscates families and exterminates clans, and has made countless enemies. Including Wutou Patriarch, Xie Laojun and others, they have used various channels to offer rewards for the exact location of Tumo Ridge and the Blood Buddha Temple.
Who could have imagined that this notorious "Demon Slaughtering Ridge" was actually hidden deep in the mountains, in a seemingly ordinary pool of blood, on an inconspicuous blood lotus?
Through the blood light, step into the Sumeru world on the lotus.
This is a small world where the sky and the earth are turned into blood . It stretches for hundreds of millions of miles from east to west and from north to south. It is quite wide.
The sky here is full of blood clouds, and there is always a fishy wind blowing, accompanied by bursts of violent thunder, and heavy rain falls from time to time. The heavy rain that falls here is also sticky blood plasma, which contains a monstrous murderous intent and endless malice.
The temperature of this blood plasma is astonishing, a hundred times higher than that of molten iron. It also contains a lot of negative energy auras. For ordinary True Immortals, the lethality of this blood rain is more terrible than that of ordinary people soaking in concentrated sulfuric acid.
Despite such a harsh environment, this blood-red land is full of vitality.
There are countless blood-red towering trees, endless blood-red grasslands, and large tracts of blood-red exotic flowers and plants. Every tree, every blade of grass, and every flower exudes a strange and rich vitality.
There are also dragons chasing, giant whales floating in the sky, and countless kinds of ferocious and strange beasts.
These ferocious beasts, perhaps nourished by the strange vitality of this world, each of them is huge in size, with a strong body, and far superior to their counterparts in the outside world.
In the core of this world, in the middle of Tumo Ridge, the huge mountain was hollowed out, and countless magnificent and majestic halls and pavilions were carved out. Bells and drums rang, Buddhist chants were heard, and countless monks came in and out, handling various temple activities. The mountain gate was prosperous and looked like a Buddhist holy land.
These halls and pavilions that stretch for tens of thousands of miles are the Blood Buddha Temple, which has a very bad reputation in the wild mountains!
Now, in the back mountain of the Blood Buddha Temple, in the belly of a mountain that is ten thousand feet high, a blood-colored lotus platform floats in the air, and wisps of blood light rise up, turning into a flaming Buddhist shrine with eighteen layers inside and outside, which firmly protects an old monk with a distorted face and a body as red as blood.
A thick blood light rose from the old monk's body, and the majestic Buddhist power he exuded enveloped the entire world. It was as if he was about to completely refine and integrate the entire world, and to take all the "Tao" and "Dharma" in this small world as his own and refine them into himself.
But there was a bit of transparent silver-white Buddha light faintly visible between the old monk's eyebrows.
This spot of Buddha light was even smaller than a sesame seed, and was so insignificant on the huge body of the old monk who was several feet tall. However, it was this extremely thin silver-white Buddha light that resisted the erosion of the raging blood flames all over his body, and tenaciously and stubbornly released a ray of light that was hundreds of feet long, like a thin long hair, twisting and moving in the air in front of the old monk, constantly emitting a graceful, illusory, yet infinitely changing strange aura.
This old monk was once the Three Lives Illusion Buddha of Buddhism, and is now the Bloodthirsty Buddha!
He has officially entered the realm of Buddha.
As long as he can cut off the ray of silver-white Buddha light between his eyebrows, and completely erase all the foundation, all the past, and all the remnants of his previous Three Lives of Illusionary Buddha, he will be the real "Blood-Lifting Buddha"!
A 'Supreme Buddha' who entered the Tao through killing and proved his truth with blood, with infinite fighting power and unparalleled killing power!
Suddenly, the body of the Blood-Lining Buddha trembled, and sticky, fragrant blood plasma flowed out from his seven orifices and even from every pore in his body.
He suddenly opened his eyes and roared in a low voice: "The little thief Fahai... and... Yuan Ding... Yuan Shan... Yuan Jue... You, deserve to die, deserve to die!"
"Forget it, forget it. Even if it is a little dangerous, it can help me achieve enlightenment!"
“Three lives are annihilated, three lives are annihilated… In this case, I will borrow the Ten Thousand Demons Banner of Master Xie to completely erase this last trace… Haha, Master Xie, you have delivered it to me, and helped me complete the last step!”
"I really don't know what I should do to repay your kindness."
"Well, how about I show mercy and convert you to become my disciple?"
“Good!”
A breeze blew over the pool of blood outside.
The Buddha's Dharma image of the Blood Buddha rolled up Xie Laojun, along with a group of disciples of the Blood Buddha Temple, and appeared out of thin air above the blood pool. The largest blood lotus released a burst of blood light, covering the Buddha's Dharma image. The blood light spun for a while, like a whirlpool, swallowing up the Blood Buddha and his group in one gulp.