Chapter 788: Changing the Sky (1)
Flint Plain.
The ancestral home of the Jiang family.
Deep in the ancestral hall.
Jiang Huamei hummed softly, holding a clean white handkerchief and wiping the altar in front of the ancestral tablet. He wiped the black jade altar very carefully, making it sparkle.
Jiang Huamei, known as 'Qiaoyin ' in the tribe, is a big boss in the tribe, along with the three elders Heli, Jiuti and Quexi.
However, the cries of cranes and eagles were well-known, and Elder Quexi was in charge of the center. Only Elder Qiaoyin had been deposed from power in the clan many years ago and was sent to the ancestral hall to take care of the ancestral tablets and offer a plate of pig head meat to the ancestors during festivals.
A deacon of the ancestral hall walked into the hall quietly and silently like a ghost.
He came behind Jiang Huamei and said softly, "Elder, something big has happened."
Jiang Huamei blew a breath towards the altar and asked slowly, "Did a saint break in?"
The deacon shook his head.
Jiang Huamei raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh? Is there a Buddha coming to beg for alms?"
The deacon shook his head.
Jiang Huamei smiled and said, "Then it's no big deal..."
The deacon said softly, "The two elders He Li and Jiu Ti took their people deep into the south of Demon Suppression Ridge a few days ago, and all of them lost contact... Elder Que Xi also led the experts of the Criminal Department to the Demon Suppression City, but they offended the great Buddhist masters and were captured in one fell swoop!"
Jiang Huamei's body trembled slightly.
The deacon only said that Jiang Cuique had offended a big shot in Buddhism, but he did not dare to say the big shot's title. Obviously, this was a taboo existence whose name could not even be mentioned - one of the thirteen Buddhas in Buddhism?
Jiang Huamei dropped the rag in his hand and rubbed his temple vigorously. He said bitterly with a headache: "What's going on? No need to explain in detail... Call all the elders and deacons who stayed at home to count the valuables in the warehouse... No matter whether Quexi is dead or alive, our Jiang family should be more serious."
"Be prepared to bleed a lot of money. Pay a lot of money."
Jiang Huamei murmured, "No matter what happens, let's protect our own foundation first... This bastard, it's fine if he acts arrogantly in the Jiang family, but he really thinks he's some great person? Bastard, there are at least a hundred people in Liangyitian that we, the Jiang family, can't afford to offend... You guys, you really know how to pick on people!"
The deacon also smiled bitterly.
In Liangyi Heaven, there are only thirty-three powerful people who cannot be offended.
But each of the thirty-three great men must have at least three true disciples, right? This is a giant that the hundreds of people cannot afford to offend.
As for the sons, grandsons, and disciples of these local tycoons...to be honest, although the Jiang family is powerful, they cannot be easily offended!
Jiang Cuiqiao's trip to the Demon-Suppressing Ridge directly angered the Baoguang Merit Buddha. This mess... Tsk!
The deacon smiled bitterly and shook his head, then rushed out of the ancestral hall to summon the senior members of the Jiang family who remained in Suihuoyuan.
Jiang Huamei frowned, thinking about how to apologize and how to find a few reliable friends to mediate the matter. A faint light flashed beside him and a ray of divine thought seeped into his mind.
Jiang Huamei's brows suddenly raised, and his whole spirit became extremely excited.
He suddenly punched the air three times and laughed silently. He laughed so hard that his whole body was shaking. He tried his best to cover his mouth with both hands and almost fell to the ground with laughter.
"Finally, has this day come? Ha, ha, my Jiang family..."
After taking a deep breath, Jiang Huamei suddenly turned into a blazing flame and shot up into the sky, directly smashing through the clouds in the sky. She turned and catapulted into the air with a dull sound, and disappeared in an instant.
Several high-ranking members of the Jiang family who were rushing towards the ancestral hall stared in amazement at Jiang Huamei who was walking away. They looked at each other, having no idea what was going on.
There is a small lake at the southeast corner of the edge of the Flint Plain.
The lake is surrounded by steep mountains, covered with strange black rocks and sharp thorns. It is remote and quiet, with few people on weekdays. The Jiang clan members all know that this is the place of meditation occupied by Jiang Huamei, so no one will approach it easily.
Jiang Huamei swooped down from the sky and plunged into the small lake.
An extremely sophisticated space restriction was arranged in the lake. At first glance, the small lake, which was several miles long and wide, was no more than a hundred feet deep. However, as Jiang Huamei continued to sink, the actual depth of the small lake was extremely astonishing.
From the lake surface to the lake bottom, this inconspicuous little lake is nearly a million feet deep. There are countless vicious restrictions along the way. Many of the restrictions incorporate various witchcraft and highly poisonous substances, which are completely different from Jiang's way of practice.
At the deepest part of the lake, there was an altar made of blood-colored fairy crystals, and some flags with floating space fluctuations were arranged around it. A huge, hazy and illusory space fairy pattern was suspended above the altar, like an eye staring at Jiang Huamei.
Jiang Huamei strode to the altar, without any hesitation, she shouted, activated the altar directly, and strode in.
The next moment, the altar started up.
Inside the altar, in a small folding space, the mountains of sacrificial immortal crystals were burned up in an instant.
The void barrier of Liangyi Heaven was twisted and torn, and a tiny space crack led directly to the lower realm located in a lower space dimension, which was unknown how far away from Liangyi Heaven.
Retrograde, the lower world.
Jiang Huamei's body directly penetrated the space crack, turned into a tiny ray of light, and rushed towards a small world somewhere in the lower realm.
The world of vast ocean.
As the name suggests, 95% of the world is deep sea, and a large number of islands are like shattered stars, densely spread out in all directions. In the vast Canghai Realm, there is only one continent, and the total area of this continent alone is more than a hundred times the total area of Yuanlingtian where Lu Yi ascended.
This is a "big world". Among the many lower worlds controlled by Liang Yi Tian, its area, foundation, population, level of cultivators, etc. can all be ranked in the top ten.
Especially in terms of the level of cultivators, the strongest cultivator in Yuanlingtian can only be at the Heavenly Man Realm.
The strongest cultivator in the Canghai Realm has reached the twelfth level of True Immortality!
This is a big world where immortals exist.
Canghai Realm, Weilan Island, this is a small island with a small area of only a thousand square miles. There is a small family on the island, the Jiang family. Unlike other sects and families in Canghai Realm who follow the path of pure Dharma cultivation, the Jiang family of Weilan Island follows the most pure path of physical cultivation.
In a secret cave underground in Weilan Island, Jiang Huamei compressed her breath, restrained her energy and blood, and carefully stepped out of the altar set up here.
Several elders from the Jiang family of Weilan Island were already waiting here. When they saw Jiang Huamei, they knelt down on the ground without saying a word.
Jiang Huamei nodded very carefully, slowed down her breathing, slowed down her pace, and said very softly: "You have worked hard over the years... How is the arrangement going?"
An elder of the Jiang family raised his head and said respectfully, "Except for the most important node in the Shanhai Sect, which is impossible to infiltrate and deploy, all other nodes have been deployed properly."
"Shanhai Sect?" Jiang Huamei smiled calmly: "Then, I will go there myself."
On that day, Jiang Huamei violently broke into the Taoist temple of a sage from the fifth lineage of the upper world's Taoist sect, Shanhai Sect, the first sect in Canghai Realm. In just one breath, all the hundreds of true immortals in Shanhai Sect were seriously injured and fainted, and were captured alive by Jiang Huamei.
The terrifying fluctuations of energy and blood were like the bright sun, overwhelming the entire Shanhai Sect's mountain gate and suppressing countless Shanhai Sect monks to the point where they could not move.
Jiang Huamei took her time and took out a large amount of blood-colored fairy crystals in front of the Shanhai Sect's ancestral hall, set up a large altar, and then started the work directly.
Looking down from the sky, there were a total of 12,960 blood lights in all directions of the vast Canghai Realm, shooting straight into the sky from the altars, and in an instant transformed into a huge tower of light, enveloping the entire Canghai Realm.
Jiang Huamei walked into the altar in front of the Shanhai Sect's ancestral hall. He roared and tried his best to release the fluctuations of his qi and blood.
The Dao Lord-level blood and energy fluctuations surged out along the altars, and through the large formation formed by the interconnected altars, it was like a mountain smashing down on the heads, hitting the souls of all living beings in the Canghai Realm almost at the same time.
Trillions of lives fainted and fell to the ground. Faint blood lights immediately covered their bodies like flies smelling blood.
Jiang Huamei roared in a low voice, grasped the surging space runes on the altar with both hands, and poured his own Taoist blood and energy into it without reservation.
His face suddenly turned pale.
The entire Canghai Realm trembled violently, and a huge crack was torn in the void from the Canghai Realm to a certain area in the Liangyi Heaven. Countless creatures in the Canghai Realm were "packed" and sent to the Liangyi Heaven without a single one left!
Such a grand gesture is even more incredible than the day when Lu Fei borrowed the treasure ship or Bai Yuan borrowed the Supreme Immortal Edict to lead hundreds of thousands of cultivators from the lower world to ascend to the Yin-Yang Heaven.
While the entire world of Canghai Realm was falling, in the small world of Jinhua Realm, which was adjacent to Canghai Realm and whose area, heritage, and level of development of cultivation civilization were less than one hundredth of Canghai Realm, the ruler of this world, the recognized number one in the cultivation world, the Buddhist female cultivator Jinhua Po, who possessed the third-level cultivation level of the True Immortal Realm, was standing on the top of a mountain, overlooking Canghai Realm.
The Golden Flower Realm is more like a 'satellite' of the Canghai Realm, orbiting .
With Jin Hua Po's cultivation, she could even see the slightest movement on a small island in the vast sea of Cang Hai Realm. Now that the entire Cang Hai Realm was shrouded in blood, she naturally discovered this shocking change at the first time.
“Canghai Realm, has it encountered a demonic calamity?” Jinhua Po frowned, and the Buddha’s light shone brightly throughout her body: “Pass on my order, seal the mountain gate, activate the mountain protection formation, and send a letter to this court in the upper realm to request the Bodhisattva’s decree…”
A Buddhist monk with a strong body and a lion-like appearance strode to the side of the Golden Flower Lady and saluted her with his palms together. The Golden Flower Lady glanced at him and frowned, saying, "Fajing, what's the matter?"
Monk Fajing smiled slightly and suddenly took action.
As soon as he made a move, the sky was filled with blood. His palm swelled to the size of a door panel and slapped Jinhua Po in the face, turning her entire body almost into a meat pie . She fainted without even a sound.
"What is it? It's just a small matter." Monk Fajing said softly, "It's nothing more than borrowing it from you."
Monk Fajing laughed wildly, braving the crazy attacks of countless fellow disciples from all directions, including magical powers, spells, Buddha treasures, and Buddha weapons, which made him fly all over his body, but he could not be hurt at all. Jinhua Po was only at the third level of the True Immortal Realm, but the cultivation level displayed by Monk Fajing at this moment was at least at the level of a small bodhisattva, and it was pure physical cultivation!
A blood-colored altar quickly took shape. Monk Fajing, like Jiang Huamei, strode into the altar and put all their strength into injecting their blood into the altar.
The entire Golden Flower Realm also shook slightly, and more than a thousand blood-red lights shot up into the sky, instantly transforming into a blood-red light column that enveloped the entire world.
Countless creatures were rushed by the vast blood energy, as if they were hit on the head by a heavy hammer, and fainted directly.
Monk Fajing laughed strangely, grabbed the unconscious Jinhua Po, and threw her into the Liangyi Heaven along the space crack that was forcibly opened: "Master, you are right, all living beings are nothing but the nourishment for our cultivation... The common people are like this, and so are you... Thank you for your achievement, haha, haha, hahaha!"
Monk Fajing raised his head and said softly, "Fajing? This name is too ugly... From today on, I am not Monk Fajing, I am... Jiang Qingyun!"
When the Canghai Realm and the Jinhua Realm were enveloped in blood, nearly ten thousand small worlds in the lower realm remotely controlled by Liangyi Tian also underwent tremendous changes.
There were top powers descending from the upper realms, who directly wiped out the high-level cultivators in the small world and sent away all the creatures in the entire world. There were also local cultivators who suddenly rose up and showed a terrifying strength far beyond the level of the cultivation world in this world, crushing the local cultivation world, knocking out countless creatures and throwing them into the Liangyi Heaven.
Among the nearly ten thousand small worlds, there are only a hundred or so that are usually low-key, have a terrifyingly strong foundation, are strong enough in the backing of Liangyi Heaven, and usually act conservatively and low-key, even secretive. They forcibly counterattacked and killed the powerful people who descended from the upper realm and the indigenous monks who suddenly rebelled, and maintained the peace of their own world.
The abnormal changes that occurred in these hundreds of worlds were also transmitted to Liangyi Heaven at the fastest speed through the channels of communication with the upper realm.
However, the flow of time in the lower and upper worlds is different, and the isolation of the spatial dimensions makes the transmission of information not very timely.
Therefore, when Liang Yi Tian received the news from the lower world, things had already happened.
Things are beyond redemption.
At the same time, in Liangyi Heaven, south of Zhenmo Ridge, in the deepest part of the boundless and desolate mountains, surrounded by dozens of chaotic magnetic storms, it is a dangerous place wrapped in hundreds of layers of earth fire, strong winds, poisonous miasma, and evil spirits. Hundreds of hazy figures are gathering here one after another.
Demonic aura, devilish aura, evil aura, ghostly aura, and even the violent blood and brutal murderous aura unique to the barbarians...all kinds of evil and negative aura were entangled around these human figures, accompanied by ghostly cries, miserable howls, shrill screams, abuse, curses, and roars, as well as cold winds, ghost fires, strange shadows, and black mist swirling around. It was truly a dance of demons, as if hell had descended.
'Chuckle', 'hee hee', 'haha', 'ho ho'...unpleasant laughter rose continuously, and several figures suddenly bumped into each other and immediately burst into hearty laughter.
"Old ghost, are you still alive?"
"Hey, old man, you're not dead?"
"Madam Qiao, I heard that you were beaten to death by a thief. I was so moved by your kindness that I shed a few tears for you!"
"Interesting, interesting. I thought I couldn't get my money back...but I didn't expect that you, the debtor, are still alive?"
Suddenly, the enemy was surprised to see each other and attacked suddenly.
Supernatural powers, secret techniques, bizarre curses, and vicious forbidden techniques were suddenly unleashed. Silently, dozens of surrounding mountains disappeared out of thin air, and many human figures vomited blood and flew backwards in circles.
For a moment, this dangerous place was in chaos. Many figures were shouting excitedly, as if they might be drawn into the battlefield at any time and turn a small conflict between three or five people into a big melee!
A Bodhi tree with lush branches and leaves suddenly appears in the middle of this desolate place.
A trace of green spiritual light emerged from every leaf of the Bodhi tree, turning into a cage that covered the sky and the earth, covering all the figures. Many of these demons and ghosts who were excited and ready to fight to celebrate the "long-awaited reunion" were suppressed to the point that their magic power was frozen, their limbs were paralyzed, and they froze in place with horror on their faces.
With such a terrifying aura, even those giant old ghosts who still retained a certain degree of mobility held their breath inexplicably.
For a long, long time.
The Bodhi tree was still, and hundreds of demons and monsters watched him cautiously. Finally, a man with a pair of dragon horns on his head and a scorpion tail behind his tailbone appeared. He was over six feet tall and had an extremely powerful and domineering aura. He smiled and bowed to the Bodhi tree with his fists clasped, "I, the Demon Emperor Ni Lun, am here to show my respect."
After coughing a few times, Ni Lun asked softly, "May I ask who you are, senior?"
An old face slowly emerged from the bark of the Bodhi tree, and a hoarse voice shook the surrounding mountains and hills: "Nilun, I remember you. You were severely injured and on the verge of death. Your soul was almost shattered. It was I who personally rescued you. But, I'm afraid you don't recognize me in this state."
Ni Lun's face turned pale with horror and he took two steps back: "You, you!"
A thick branch stretched out from the Bodhi tree, and a ray of spiritual light hung from the branch. With a "click", a spiritual flower bloomed, and then a Bodhi fruit as big as a water tank was produced.
The fruit cracked open, revealing a naked little novice monk who was sitting cross-legged with a stalk growing on his head and hanging on a tree branch by a thin branch.
This novice monk looked only seven or eight years old, with fair and tender skin, delicate features, and quite adorable.
However, the fluctuations of magical power emanating from this novice monk overwhelmed all the demons and monsters present - judging from the fluctuations of magical power alone, this novice monk must be a Buddha-level existence!
However, among the thirteen Buddhas publicly announced by Buddhism, none of them was grown from a tree like a fruit!
Nilun and other demons and monsters all took a deep breath and bowed to the little monk who had his eyes closed and was motionless like a dead body.
Several demons and monsters with eerie auras exhaled at the same time.
The appearance of this little monk solved the biggest mystery in their hearts.
Thousands of years ago, the Taoist and Buddhist sects in Liang Yi Heaven joined forces and launched a war that swept across the entire heaven and earth. In one fell swoop, they wiped out the evil demons and monsters in Liang Yi Heaven, destroyed their mountain gates, exterminated their descendants, and cut off their inheritance. They beat all the monsters and monsters to the point where they were almost extinct, and a group of old ghosts were also hunted down to the point where they had no way to go to heaven or to enter the earth.
The hundreds of demons and monsters present would have been at the top of the Taoist and Buddhist hunting lists in those days.
Many times they thought that they were doomed to perish and there would be no happiness anymore.
But every time they were in desperate situations, they always managed to survive due to various incredible coincidences and opportunities. Finally, they even hid their identities and sneaked into the Demon-Suppressing Ridge jointly established by Buddhism and Taoism, lurking in this wild mountain, resting and recuperating leisurely, and living a carefree life for thousands of years.
Over the past thousands of years, although the environment in the wild mountains has become a little harsh, their cultivation has been extremely powerful, and they enjoy all kinds of pleasures... even better than before!
In the major towns of Demon-Suppressing Ridge, how many sects, families, and chambers of commerce are colluding with the little demons and monsters under them?
Many rare medicinal herbs and cultivation supplies from the Wild Mountains poured into the Demon-Suppressing Ridge like a tide, and all kinds of high-end luxurious food and drinks also poured into the Wild Mountains like a tide. And those luxury goods, even the delicate and fair young girls and beauties, didn't ninety-nine percent of them fall into their hands?
They have always been curious about who could have such a miraculous ability to rescue them from such a raging tide!
Today, I saw that...
This little novice monk is clearly just a clone of the old Bodhi tree, yet his aura is so powerful and terrifying... Then, what realm has the original body of the old Bodhi tree reached?
The water in Liangyitian is indeed very deep!
With a "swish", the thin stem on the little monk's head broke, and the little monk lightly fell to the ground, straightened his legs, and stood up. He opened his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and looked up and down at the demons and monsters around him with an air of seniority.
"You guys, someone has recognized me, this is great."
"There's no need to waste any more time talking to you guys."
"I have been trying to break into Neiguan recently... You don't need to understand what Neiguan means. Anyway, I have been feeling very upset lately. If you make too much noise, I am afraid I will not be able to help myself and will slap you to death!"
Among the demons and monsters, there was something wrong in the eyes of several old monsters.
Even if your aura has reached the level of a Buddha... however, these old monsters are also big figures at the level of Demon Emperor and Demon Lord, who are on the same level as the Buddha... Of course, they were severely injured back then, and they survived and escaped, but their roots were damaged. Their realm is still there, but their strength has dropped a lot from that supreme level.
Even so, they thought to themselves that if they used their trump cards, they could still fight against a Buddha.
Therefore, when the little monk treated them with such an attitude, they inexplicably developed murderous intentions!
Although many of these demons and ghosts escaped the catastrophe and survived the war because of the little monk's tricks...but demons and ghosts, do you expect them to talk about "friendship" with you? Do you expect them to "repay your kindness"? This is a joke!
The atmosphere all around became a little weird.
Just as a storm was about to break out, a breeze blew by, and a faint peaceful atmosphere filled the surroundings, smoothing out the unsettling negative atmosphere in the air.
Taoist Guixu stepped on a cloud and appeared above everyone's head.
"My fellow Taoists, long time no see."
"Today, I'm here to do serious business with you all... so let's not make things complicated, okay?"
Guixu Daosheng smiled brightly: "Everyone, do you want to take back everything you lost back then?"
