Woo——!
Under the scorching sun, a fierce whirlwind rolled up from the ground on a mound twenty or thirty feet high.
This whirlwind was so terrifying that the energy of the sword was constantly leaking out. Wherever the wind passed, the space was like paper, and it was torn apart with a stabbing sound.
This wind is obviously not a normal wind.
If there are advanced cultivators here, they will be able to tell at a glance that it is not the wind, but the remaining strong energy after the battle between strong men.
With the mound as the center, hundreds of miles in radius are covered with traces of swords, and the devastated land proves this point. A fierce and earth-shattering battle once took place here.
"Amitabha!"
An old monk wearing a golden cassock descended from the sky and landed on the mound. He looked around, with a sad look on his compassionate face. He sighed for a long time and said in a sad voice, "Old Taoist,
The monk is late."
The old monk's Buddhist name is Xuande, but few people know it because he has another noble and honorable identity - the Buddhist Heavenly Lord.
People respectfully call him Buddha.
As soon as the Buddha heard the news of the destruction of the Taoist sect, he rushed from Gunnan to the sky. The devastation he saw clearly told him that the Taoist sect was really destroyed, because the entire Taoist sect had been razed to the ground, and the Wuliang Mountain that used to tower into the clouds was completely destroyed.
Now only a bare mound remains.
For hundreds of miles around, evil spirits surged into the sky. Birds and beasts stopped falling, vegetation stopped growing, and it became a dead and silent place.
"The junior newly promoted Tianzun Yu Ying, see the Buddha Tianzun."
Yu Ying, the first general under Wanzu Tianzun, landed on a mound in the east and bowed to the Buddha from a distance.
His body exudes a powerful aura of heaven.
Buddha looked Yu Ying up and down, frowned and asked, "Have you taken Tao Ancestor's Heavenly Throne?"
Yu Ying smiled slightly and replied, "The Taoist ancestor died in battle, and the throne of Tianzun was vacated, allowing the younger generation to gain an advantage in vain."
Buddha nodded, then looked away from Yu Ying and stopped talking.
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Yu Ying's expression froze, and a look of anger flashed in his eyes. He felt that the Buddha was too arrogant and did not take him as the newly-minted Heavenly Lord into consideration.
He saw that the Buddha was not in a high mood and seemed to be sad about the destruction of the Taoist sect. He changed his mind and said, "I remember that during the war between Buddhism and Taoism, Li Er killed countless disciples of the Buddhist sect. It was really a heinous crime. Now that the evil thief has returned to the west, the blood feud of the Buddhist sect has been avenged."
, It’s so satisfying. Buddha, aren’t you happy?”
What he said was purely to offend the Buddha.
The Buddha raised his eyes to look at Yu Ying and asked, "Do you think this poor monk should be happy?"
"Of course!" Yu Ying nodded and said, "The enemy in the sea of blood is dying. Not only should we be happy, but as I say, gongs and drums should sound together and the whole world should celebrate."
The Buddha clasped his hands together, nodded and said, "If you think that this poor monk should be happy, then that poor monk is happy. Reflect my heart with your heart, and your happiness is my happiness. Joys and sorrows are different from each other. All appearances are the same."
This is false. If you see all appearances but no appearance, then you will see the Tathagata. Amitabha!"
After saying that, the sadness in my heart seemed to be relieved. I bowed facing all directions, closed my eyes, and recited the mantra of the salvation sutra.
Yu Ying curled his lips and murmured softly. He didn't understand what the Buddha meant at all, and he didn't bother to think about it. He looked at the Buddha and recited a mantra for a while, and then suddenly said, "Listen to the Tathagata of the Buddha."
My magical skills are very impressive. I have just reached the realm of Heavenly Lord, and I am very eager to get your guidance. I wonder if I will be so lucky today?"
He has been promoted to the Tianzun realm for more than two months. He has always wanted to try his new combat power, but he could not find a suitable opponent. He did not dare to challenge Wanzu Tianzun. The two Tianzun in Xiaoyaoju were in retreat to heal their injuries.
For him who is warlike, this is very distressing.
So when I met Buddha today, I was more eager than ever to fight.
However, the Buddha seemed not to have heard what Yu Ying said.
He didn't even move his eyelids.
A hint of anger flashed through Yu Ying's eyes again, and then he narrowed his eyes slightly with a cold light, cupped his fists towards the Buddha and said, "You dare to offend me, this junior."
Having said that, regardless of whether the Buddha should fight or not, his body was shaken and energy flowed throughout his body.
Bang.
He kicked off the ground with both feet, and the earth mound under his feet was torn into pieces.
"Look at the punch!"
Yu Ying shouted loudly and punched the Buddha in front of him.
Buddha suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with lightning, and he punched forward to meet him.
boom!
The collision of the two fists is like a drum beating on a mountain, causing the sky to shake and the earth to tremble.
"Well!"
Yu Ying suddenly groaned and flew backwards on his back. He flew a thousand feet away before he could stabilize his body. His throat suddenly jerked, and a mouthful of blood poured into his mouth.
He pursed his lips and swallowed back the blood that surged up.
The Buddha glanced at Yu Ying lightly and said, "What you picked up is not your own after all. You can't take advantage of others in your cultivation."
After saying this, close your eyes and continue chanting.
Yu Ying's face turned pale, and he took a while to regain his breath. He cupped his fists and saluted the Buddha, saying, "Thank you very much, Buddha for your advice."
He knew that the Buddha was mocking him for getting the position of Heavenly Lord by chance, and his combat prowess was far inferior, and this was indeed the case. He could not argue, who made his skills inferior to others.
Although he is a warlike person, he is always willing to accept defeat.
"I will come to you for advice after this junior realizes the power of Taichu Yuanshi. I have resigned."
Yu Ying bowed to the Buddha again.
He never shows mercy to the weak, and always respects the strong. Even his enemies will give them enough respect as long as they are stronger than him.
"Wait a minute." Buddha suddenly called out to Yu Ying.
"What are your orders?"
"poor
The monk came in a hurry and didn't inquire about many things. The Taoist sect is sitting on the Immortal Killing Formation, and the Taoist Ancestor's methods are unpredictable. It stands to reason that even if you, the giant tribe, and Xiaoyaoju join forces, it will not be easy to destroy the Taoist sect. I think you have other helpers."
"Daozu's injury has not healed, and his fighting power is not as good as it was at its peak." Yu responded.
"Has Duobao Tianzun joined the war?" Buddha asked himself.
In his opinion, even if Daozu's injury had not healed, he would not have lost so miserably.
"Yu Yiji of the Yu family is back and has come to the Taoist clan to report the fact that Fufeng almost caused the Yu family to be wiped out."
"Yu Yiji of the Yu family?"
"Yes, Yu Yiji of the Yu family."
"No wonder."
Buddha nodded and closed his eyes.
The name Yu Yiji solved his doubts, and he felt that it was reasonable for the Taoist clan to exterminate the clan.
Yu Ying said goodbye and left.
To the east, a hundred miles away.
Zhou Jianlai bowed deeply in the direction of Daomen with a sad expression.
He did not believe that the Taoist ancestors would die or that the Taoist sect would be destroyed, but the deathly silence of the battlefield in front of him and the conversation he happened to hear between Yu Ying and the Buddha told him that everything was true.
Daozu is dead.
The Heavenly Throne has been lost.
The Taoist gate is destroyed.
The towering Wuliang Mountain turned into small mounds.
"I don't know if there are people on the Qingqu River—hey—"
Zhou Jianlai shook his head and sighed, thinking that even Daozu died in the battle, how could Qingqu be spared.
What's more, Qingqu also failed to prove the truth.
He did not seize the original body of the body, and the result of failure to achieve enlightenment was to be wiped out in ashes.
There is no need for anyone else to kill him.
"Third Master, haven't you dealt with Master Jiyang yet? Something big has happened in the world!"
Zhou Jianlai glanced at the Tianzhao fighting mirror lying in the Wanjian box and couldn't help but sigh.
This chapter has been completed!