The sky light is distorted, the white bull is walking, and a ray of blood rises from bottom to top, meeting in the void.
The little novice monk of the Calabash Temple who transformed into a boy of thirteen or fourteen, wearing a bright red robe, with long sleeves and the edges of the garment embroidered with strange black patterns, and a purple gourd hanging around his waist, looked at the white bull walking down and smiled.
Said: "Why are you back again? Is it because you broke through and made them feel threatened, so they don't want you anymore?"
Bai Niu looked at the purple energy of merit and the mixed divine light hidden under the young man's blood, and sighed: "In the past, Zun Shen was considered a god of merit and virtue, but why can't he see it clearly now?"
"The vastness of Hanxia is even greater than when I waited for the world to be complete. Even if I go in, I will be just a drop in the bucket. What kind of waves can it cause? The reason why I came down is just because I think I should come down."
Bai Niu looked at the darkness below the little novice monk and the spiritual light that was still struggling inside, and said with a smile: "Look, aren't there any sentient beings here?"
The little novice monk seemed to have guessed what the other party was thinking, and said in surprise: "You want to be buried with these trashes?"
"We all came from this, so how can we talk about it as rubbish?"
Bai Niu looked at the little novice monk with increasingly sad eyes. He sighed: "Do you still remember the great wish you made back then? The wish to protect a place and protect a whole place? But aren't those below the same sentient beings we protected back then?
One of them?"
"I am a god. You pray to the Buddha. To this day, how can I be regarded as one thing when I am the same as those rubbish?"
Upon hearing the little novice's response, Bai Niu sighed and clasped his hands together.
"Buddhism is practiced in the world, how can it come out of the world? To escape from the fanaticism and seek enlightenment, an ox has its horns sawed and covered with robes."
As Bai Niu spoke, the Buddha's light around him became purer and purer. The pure and holy aura made the distorted sky light and chaotic aura calm. Many broken souls that the novice novices were too lazy to absorb, or were unwilling to absorb, appeared next to Bai Niu, flying up and down.
The little novice took half a step back. He felt that what he saw in front of him was not a white cow, but a mountain, a god, a temple, and a group of monks.
He left in fear and followed the skylight. The white bull behind looked at him and let out a long sigh. In his eyes, he saw the little novice's increasingly complex divine light and his pure blessing.
"That's it! That's all! After all, we saved most people."
After Bai Niu finished speaking, he slowly walked down. With every step he took, the Buddha's light on his body dimmed. By the time he arrived at the place where Taixu's illusory realm was in the past, Bai Niu had already manifested his original body.
There is no auspicious glow around him, no splendor of Buddha's light, just a simple white cow lying on the ground.
Countless light points gathered and floated around the white bull.
The last traces of resentment and unwillingness that originally surrounded Taixu's illusion seemed to have been calmed down, and the light points surged up, as if they wanted to push the white cow away.
But at this moment, the Taixu illusion has long since lost its power, and the White Bull itself has long since died. The pushing force only makes the White Bull's body spread out and turn into countless light spots, which together with the surrounding spiritual light, merge into the Hanxia earth veins.
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"That's wrong! Why are the fluctuations in the earth's veins so small?"
Qian Zhiwen, who was waiting at the entrance of Hanxia Dadi, frowned slightly, and when he saw Milo coming out, he even showed a surprised expression.
Milo, who saw his expression, immediately knew what the other party was thinking. After informing Qian Zhiwen about the White Bull, he gave instructions.
"There is an evil god below who is at least in the Ning Zhen realm. His prototype is a mountain god. He should have also practiced Buddhism, allowing people to prepare rituals to guard against spiritual attacks. When he comes up, the first priority is to prevent him from integrating with the surrounding earth energy.
Then let the members of the Guardian Division set up their formation..."
Before Milo finished speaking, he felt the changes in the surrounding aura. He turned around and saw Yun An leading the members of the Guardian Division to change their formations, borrowing the power of the mountains and earth veins from the original, and turning it into an operation that suppressed the mountains, rivers and earth veins.
, and the energy and spirit are highly condensed, vaguely gathering a ray of edge, falling on the weapon in his hand.
Milo shut up in an instant, walked to the resting place that had been prepared long ago, picked up the elixir and food prepared by Qian Zhiwen, and swallowed frantically to quickly replenish his lost energy and mana.
During this period, Milo's eyes never left the entrance.
At this time, the entrance to the Taixu Illusion Realm has been completely distorted. The vitality is constantly coming in and out, the surrounding earth veins are beating slightly, and the originally sunken mountain stream has begun to rise slightly. It is obviously the remaining material in Taixu Illusion, which has begun to merge with the earth veins.
Then, a ray of blood appeared at the entrance. It was no more than a ray of light at first, but immediately turned into a red mist after pouring out. The little novice tried to struggle out of it.
He first extended his palm and followed the vitality of Taixu Illusion into the land of Hanxia. There was an eye and a mouth on it. When he saw the people surrounding him, his mouth opened and closed, and Sanskrit sounds sounded all around.
The next second, the sky was filled with flowers, golden light flowed into the void, and Zen chants like thunder echoed around, trying to entice people's soul!
After being reminded by Milo, the monks of the Curse Court who had been prepared for a long time took out and clenched their instruments, such as gongs, hairpins, bells, wooden fish, chimes, Dharma drums, cymbals, etc., and sounded them one by one, emitting bursts of sweet Taoist sounds.
Although the young novice monk's cultivation level was much higher than that of many monks in the Curse Court, more than a dozen of them joined together to form a formation, and they also had many talismans to cooperate, and they could barely withstand the first wave of impact.
But Fanyin and the others only withstood the impact. The changes brought about by the connection between Fanyin and Buddha's light and the Taixu illusion disrupted the vision and energy, making Qian Zhiwen unable to determine the true location of the little novice monk.
Yun'an and the other Emperor Protectors were unable to lock onto each other.
Seeing this, Milo grasped the imperial bell and shook it violently.
The so-called Emperor Bell is also called the Sanqing Bell in most Taixu illusions that contain the inheritance of immortality.
Because there was no legend of the Three Purities in Hanxia in the early years, and the Imperial Bell mostly borrowed the divine power of the emperor, so this object has always been called the Imperial Bell, and there is no such thing as the Sanqing Bell.
Most of Hanxia's imperial bells are less than one foot high and most of their diameters are around three inches.
The whole body is made of brass, has a handle, and the tail is shaped like a trident or flame-like shape.
There is a tongue inside the bell, and it looks like a small bell with a long handle. However, the bottom of the bell does not have the curvature of a lotus, but is flat.
The imperial bell in Milo's hand is a typical small imperial bell, seven inches long and three inches wide. The body of the bell is micro-carved, with the names of emperors, gods, and many prayers engraved on it. It is often taken out and used during morning classes on weekdays.
, when I have free time, I will also practice one or two.
Although there are only sixteen Dharma prohibitions in it, combined with the blessings brought by the chanting of sutras by many Taoists in Xiangyan Temple in the past three or four years, the sound of the imperial bell also contains all kinds of mysteries.
With a slight shake, it immediately amplified the Taoist sound originally played by the monks of the Curse Court and suppressed the Sanskrit sound.
As soon as the Sanskrit sound disappeared, the surrounding golden light also dimmed, and then all kinds of interference calmed down a lot. Qian Zhiwen seized the opportunity, locked the position of the little novice monk, held the official seal, and shouted in a low voice: "Behead!"
Following Qian Zhiwen's order, Yun An swung down the weapon in his hand, and the spirit of everyone in the Guardian Division surged. An illusory sword fell from the sky and struck at the entrance to the Taixu Illusion Realm.
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