The densely packed golden Buddha statue straightened its upper body from the umbrella. Under the golden umbrella, the old monk danced his sleeves wildly, throwing out countless water stains and laughing wildly. His voice echoed through the rain curtain.
"You gods are so bold, trying to disturb the human world, causing chaos, and taking advantage of the opportunity to make profits. You are not good gods at all!"
With one step of his feet, he soared into the sky, waving his palms to form Buddha seals, and pushed his palms several times towards the rain-lined sky. His voice also shouted loudly: "Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Prajna Buddhas, Great Wheel
Pure land!”
boom!
Several bolts of lightning fell from the clouds and collided with the bombardment of Buddhist teachings. Golden light exploded in the sky instantly. The golden light pierced the eyes and it was difficult to stare for a long time. The mortal people watching from a distance covered their eyes and squatted down to protect their faces.
on the ground.
Nearby, even Han Youniang, who had a golden elixir cultivation level, could only close her eyes and bend her face to avoid the piercing golden light.
Only Chen Yuan on the side was still looking up at the golden light flickering under the sky. What he saw was reflected by the light, and the silhouettes of dozens or hundreds of people stood hidden in the dark clouds.
Present time.
Stars?
Chen Yuan frowned slightly, and finally saw them. He squeezed his hands hanging by his side, looked back, and finally looked at the old monk under the golden Buddha umbrella.
There was a faint worry in my heart.
He knew that with Zhenhai's cultivation, he didn't have much chance of winning.
And this heavy rain is the result of these stars working together to bring down the world, causing floods, famine, plague, and death...
Let everyone in the world, ordinary and extraordinary, feel the terrifying power of God, and then use kindness to save the people, and let everyone remember that gods are omnipotent.
If anyone questions, these gods will say that this is the way of nature, and they cannot stop the rotation of heaven and earth. They can only go down to the lower world to save the people as much as possible.
These words can only deceive ordinary people who are unaware.
Chen Yuan clenched his fists and went through countless things that he could think and read in his mind. He opened his mouth and said just one sentence: "Zhenhai, I'm asking you and all the masters of Wanfo Temple to take care of me here!"
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
Under the golden umbrella, Monk Zhenhai did not turn around. He just raised his Buddha seal and bowed to the sky. He softly chanted the Buddha's name, "If I don't go to hell, who will?"
The strong wind blew dense raindrops, hitting the monk's robe. The old monk in Zhenhai slowly closed his eyes, and a golden light gradually appeared on his body, rising and blooming, like a bright sun.
The moment he opened his eyes again, the Buddha's light shone brightly in his eyes. The hand with the vertical seal suddenly opened up and reached toward the sky. The densely packed golden Buddha statues around him also stretched out their palms at the same time.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, I will leave the rest of the matter to you as a poor monk. Don't forget what you promised me!"
The skinny figure jumped up, like an old monk rising into the sky on a bright day. Chen Yuan stood in the ruins, as if he couldn't feel anything around him, just staring at the golden light rushing towards the sky, like flowing upstream.
A flat boat with leaves.
The next moment, a huge sound exploded beneath the clouds.
boom--
The golden light was blooming, and the turbulent air waves and the afterglow of the light spread out in all directions like waves, and the strong wind blew between the sky and the earth. Han Youniang raised her sword to block it, but was still blown by the wind and slid two feet away on the ground.
The strong wind blew against his face, and Chen Yuan's bun flew back. When the golden light exploded, the figure in his eyes swimming upstream reappeared in the sky, and the sound of "I" resounded.
The old monk of Zhenhai looked at the dark clouds floating alone in the sky. He opened the erected seal and pressed it forward.
——The Seal of the Great Subduing Demon Lord!
In an instant, the heavy rain falling all over the sky slowed down in mid-air, and the thunder and lightning that jumped out of the clouds seemed to be withdrawn in an instant. The endless gloomy sky clouds were like cotton wool, digging into a big handprint.
His pale beard was waving in the wind, and the old monk who suppressed the sky shouted "Drink!". He stretched out a palm and did not withdraw it. Instead, he used the other palm to bring the vast Buddhist dharma and smashed it towards the sky.
.
Groups of light shot into the clouds, and handprints as big as houses were printed on the clouds.
"Bald donkey!"
Suddenly, a word came out of the clouds, murmuring like the power of heaven. In an instant, a bright yellow lightning rushed out and hit the old monk directly.
"Grandmaster!"
Chen Yuan shouted from below.
The monk who was struck by lightning was splashed with Buddha light, and was struck continuously by the bright yellow lightning as if frozen. The people watching in the forest in the distance witnessed the whole process and heard the angry roar of the figure in the sky.
They seemed to have forgotten the hesitation and fear in their hearts, and walked out of the hut one after another into the rain. They knelt down on the ground with their hands clasped together, silently praying that the master in heaven would be safe.
Hahaha!
As if their prayers had been answered, what everyone and even Chen Yuan heard was Monk Zhenhai laughing wildly in the electric light, his sleeves flying, and the Buddha's palms hitting the electric light one by one with demon subduing seals.
"Is this what you are doing? Hahaha——"
"In this way, I can't control the poor monk!"
"Drink ah ah ah!!"
…
"presumptuous!"
…
In the sky, a majestic voice sounded again, and the second bright yellow electric snake struck down with a bang. When it landed on the monk, the golden Buddha umbrella below paused for a moment.
The monks of Wanfo Temple who were maintaining the magic circle suddenly sank down, their knees instantly buckled, and many people's eyes, noses, mouths and ears were shaken with traces of blood.
Chen Yuan wanted to go up to help, but with the magic circle and the Buddha's light, all external forces were blocked, and neither magic nor himself could get close at all.
At this time, there were footsteps coming from behind, and the fat Taoist ran out of the entrance to the illusion with his sleeves flying.
"Master, it's ready!"
Chen Yuan nodded and walked towards Lao Sun. After a few steps, he stopped and turned around to look at the sky. The old monk who was struck by lightning was fighting against the thunder and lightning with the Buddha umbrella of the magic formation.
"Let's go!"
With a tacit understanding, the Zhenhai old monk in the sky turned around and roared downwards in the electric light. Immediately, he brushed away the electric snake with one sleeve and stared angrily. In the roar of "Ah!", the golden light turned into a stream of light, and it hit him.
Go to the cloud.
In the thick clouds, the golden Buddha's light, the light of thunder and lightning, one after another human figures and a solitary figure were fighting, showing their outlines in the clouds.
Chen Yuan closed her eyes, and immediately turned around without hesitation and rushed towards the entrance. Han Youniang over there, holding a sword and looking at the sky, did not follow Chen Yuan in, but stood not far from the monks of Wanfo Temple, her eyes fixed
Staring at the figures fighting among the dark clouds.
In this moment, I have actually heard and seen some clues. The sudden heavy rain and the flood are all related to the gods in the sky.
With a clang, the cold jade was unsheathed.
She didn't rush forward, but waited for the best opportunity.
At this moment, traveling through mountains and rivers, slaying demons, or reviving the Canglan Sword Sect all seemed insignificant in my mind. They were just trivial matters.