The Seven Treasures Vajra trap is placed on the top of the gourd of the pagoda, its light shines and suppresses the entire mountain.
Monk Condor Vulture came to the door in person. He was extremely kind, almost humble, and admitted to Lu Qian that he had failed to restrain his disciples, allowed them to act wantonly, and had 'accidentally' offended the Qionghua Mountain lineage.
Along with the apology came the compensation Lu Shishi asked for.
Nothing more, nothing more than some external objects, enough to upgrade Qionghua Mountain's mountain guarding formation from the level of defense against the 'ordinary' Bodhisattva to the external objects that can defend against the 'senior' Buddha realm.
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha personally came forward to help Lu Qian check the apology gifts sent by the Condor Monk.
All the right types and quantity.
The prison-suppressing Xuanguang Buddha was too lazy to make any noise with the Condor Monk. After accepting the apology, the Condor Monk looked dejected and led a group of disciples to escort the Zhensi Silkworm Monk, who was slightly injured physically but severely mentally.
of escape.
"Hush!"
On the east bank of the Liuxia River, the Taoist immortals who were watching the excitement all shouted in unison, shook their sleeves vigorously, turned around and left.
There is no excitement left to watch.
They also hope that the Dragon Elephant Terma Buddha and the Buddha of Ultimate Bliss and Joy can fight against the Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha... A Buddha-level true body battle is an extremely rare and lively event.
But this group of thieves and monks who are brutal and brutal to the outside world are so "tender and affectionate" internally?
Just apologize, give a large amount of resources, and everything will be calm?
You must know that the huge Qionghua Mountain has upgraded its mountain guarding formation to a point where it can reject the entry of the "senior" Buddha, and can even cause certain threats and harm to the "senior" Buddha. How much is the cost of such a formation?
Monk Condor and Bodhisattva Joy obviously do not have the wealth to pay compensation.
Therefore, the resources that Lu Qian blackmailed were obviously taken from the private money of Dragon Elephant Terma Buddha and Paradise Joyful Buddha... The problem is that the cost of such a large array is not enough for a Buddha-level powerful one.
It is said that it is as cruel as digging out the heart and flesh!
Not to mention anything else, if you want to upgrade the mountain guarding formation to be able to defend against the attacks of Buddha-level powers, prevent the intrusion of Buddha-level powers, and even cause threats and harm to Buddha-level powers, then this formation
, at least, at least, there must be more than three middle-grade innate spiritual treasures to suppress the formation hub!
Three or more items!
Middle grade innate spiritual treasure!
On the east bank of the Liuxia River, hidden in the clouds in the Qionghua forest, Wanxiang cautiously asked Zhenjun Liexu who was standing beside him for advice on the mystery - what do the three middle-grade innate spiritual treasures mean?
"Don't think about it, let's have a deadly feud!" The one who appeared here was not the true Lord Liexu, but a clone who borrowed objects to support his soul. He put his hands behind his back, frowned, and looked at Qionghua Mountain in confusion.
: "It's definitely a deadly feud. Innate spiritual treasures, middle grade? Or more than three? Oh, this Fahai really dares to say this, and what's more, those two old thieves actually took it out?"
"The Prison Suppressing Line, the Fu Zang Line, and the Great Joy Line, what are you doing?"
"The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha, has such a strong confidence?"
"Those two families are so willing to compromise, and whose pressure are they under? Even Baoguang Merit Buddha cannot and cannot facilitate such a ridiculous thing!"
"Two Buddhas, for the sake of a true silkworm monk, compensate a junior who has just ascended with more than three middle-grade innate spiritual treasures?"
"Going crazy!"
"They're all crazy!"
Countless strands of clear fairy light flashed rapidly in Zhenjun Liexu's eyes, and his fairy soul consciousness instantly reached its peak, so that the fairy energy around him was quickly swallowed into his body, consumed crazily, and wisps of hot air rose above his head.
From then on, the hair of his clone could not withstand the high temperature emanating from the skull, and the strands of hair burned directly into ashes.
"Yes, Xuanxu, yes, weird... Wanxiang, you can try to communicate with those two families... maybe, you can do something together." Zhenjun Liexu made quick calculations while smiling at Wanxiang: "
Buddhism and Taoism are both righteous ways, and everyone is a Taoist friend. It is only right to visit each other and help each other!"
Wan Xiang looked at Zhenjun Liexu thoughtfully.
He carefully bent down and saluted Lord Liexu: "Are you saying that there is a fight within the Buddhist sect?"
Zhenjun Liexu narrowed his eyes and slapped Wanxiang on the head: "This is really stupid. The sages of the Taoist court are fighting secretly and getting bloody. Every year, there are always several true disciples who die inexplicably.
Well... this is what Taoism emphasizes on natural rebirth, let alone Buddhism, which is best at fighting?"
"Go ahead and be careful. If you have made great contributions, I won't let you down." The scalp of Zhenjun Liexu's avatar was parched and cracked, and the skin on his cheeks was like a dry field, with thin strips of skin breaking apart.
of cracks.
He exhaled, shook his head, and a flash of spiritual light flew out of the body, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
All the breath of his clone was instantly annihilated, and then burned, turning into smoke silently.
Wanxiang looked at Qionghua Mountain thoughtfully.
In Qionghua Mountain at this moment, dark golden Buddha light swept across the sky. The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, with flowers falling from the sky around him, and golden lotuses gushing from his mouth. Xiang Luqian, the disciples of Qionghuashan Mountain, and the disciples who helped Luqian build temples and temples were serious.
A group of Buddhist monks from Dajue Temple preached and preached in the mountain guard formation!
No matter from which angle you look at it, what Lu Qian has done these days is worthy of being rewarded by a sermon preached by Xuan Guang Buddha himself.
Blackmailed two Buddhas.
He slapped two great Bodhisattvas in the face.
The reputation and momentum of the prison-suppressing lineage are bound to rise by just such a small amount within Buddhism!
The thick and solemn prison-suppressing force field swept across all directions. Except for the many Buddhist cultivators on the main peak of Qionghua Mountain, outsiders could not hear the voice of the prison-suppressing Xuanguang Buddha and could not get any benefit from his lectures.
Not only that, the Prison Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha personally took action, and the terrifying Prison Suppressing Force Field was dense and dense, sweeping across all directions. Wanxiang and other various arrangements of the Hunyuan Luotian Sect's true immortals on the east bank of the Liuxia River were swept away by the dark golden force field.
The altars, magic circles, restraints, and ambushes, all objects that had the slightest hint of Taoist immortal aura were all destroyed and shattered into pieces.
Wan Xiang and other Taoist immortals hurriedly rolled up their packages and fled in a hurry.
High in the sky, a glazed Buddha light sped rapidly toward the west.
This is Monk Yuanjue's true disciple of the Buddhist lineage, Lu Qian's real senior brother, the Glazed Vase Monk. He was ordered by the Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha to make a trip in person and bring the Buddhist seal of the Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha.
Please invite Miao Xin Xuanji Buddha, who is best at arranging formations in Buddhism, to take his disciples to Qionghua Mountain to help Lu Qian advance to the mountain guarding formation!
As long as the mountain defense formation of Qionghua Mountain is successfully promoted, Lu Qian will have completely laid down his foundation in Qionghua Mountain.
Sitting cross-legged in the position closest to the Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha, and listening to the Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha describing all the mysteries of the Prison-Suppressing Path, Lu Qian had a vague understanding in his heart.
This time I was able to gain great benefits, but the real contribution that belongs to me is very little.
From the beginning to the end, even including running to the Baoyan Cave in Lingyuan Mountain, etc., everything I experienced along the way seemed to be controlled by extremely powerful people behind the scenes!
Even the Iron Fong Buddha brazenly attacked him in Baoyan Cave... The Iron Fong Buddha was just a pawn in someone's scheme!
Lu Qian himself was a fragrant little fish bait, attracting all the chess pieces that were there but not there to jump into the chessboard one after another.
"Interesting, but also helpless."
Lu Qian smiled and looked at the Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha with admiration.
The three-eyed human figure that is completely integrated with his soul is shaking slightly, and the endless prison-suppressing insights are constantly being analyzed, refined, and sublimated.
The dignified aura on Lu Qian's body became thicker and thicker.
From all directions, fairy spirit energy continued to pour into the body, and a dark golden Buddha light enveloped the whole body. His cultivation level and his realm were rapidly improving at a speed that everyone around him could clearly perceive.
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha looked at Lu Qian's "improvement in cultivation" with satisfaction, and his interest in preaching became more and more intense. Some of the essences and mysteries that he would never tell ordinary disciples on ordinary days were very generous today.
It was taught.
Countless Buddhist monks from Dajue Temple all around praised in unison, clasped their hands, and bowed to the Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha!
Lu Qian smiled, thoughts running through his mind.
It seemed great that he had such an opportunity in Buddhism, but the feeling of using him as a chess piece to move around without even saying hello was actually not very good.
His eyes looked east.
He also doesn’t know what Yinyuan, Bai Yu and others who ascended to the upper world before him are like now.
While smiling, Lu Qian's heart twitched slightly, and there was a vague mysterious feeling coming over him on a whim.
At this moment, Yinyuan and Bai Yu, who were countless trillions of miles apart, and who were being remembered by Lu Ren, were now looking at the figure standing in front of them with expressions of disbelief.
The bronze palace is extremely deep in color and mottled in ancient colors, full of vicissitudes and the atmosphere of ancient times.
The palace, which is entirely made of bronze, is thousands of feet high, goes deep into the clouds, and is incredibly huge. The beams, pillars, floors, walls, everywhere within sight, are densely intertwined with countless dark golden lines containing divine light.
Mysterious and mysterious, the indescribable Taoist rhyme flows from those dark golden lines, and condenses into a cloud that is clearly visible to the naked eye around the two of them.
These clouds are like rivers, flowing slowly in the air.
They exude an extremely strong attraction, as if with just a slight touch, one can comprehend the truest truth between heaven and earth, and instantly transform people into immortals, becoming lofty and incredible existences.
However, the bodies of Yinyuan and Bai You were imprisoned by a terrible force. They could not move at all, let alone touch these strange Taoist rivers.
Yinyuan looked pale and remained silent.
Bai Yuan, on the other hand, looked at the one standing at the top of the high steps of the hall with a distorted face, exuding a cold and ruthless sword intent, overlooking the two of them from a high position... It was purely composed of countless extremely thin sword lights.
silhouette.
"Why?" Bai Yu's shrill and shrill voice came from deep in her chest, like a vicious female ghost roaring.
