Chapter 2137 Master's mana is about to be overwhelmed, I'm afraid it will attract thunder to the world
Cheng Chubi couldn't help but have a dark look on his face when he saw Master Jiacuo and Langdo who were worshiping him devoutly.
"What are you doing, why don't you get up quickly? I didn't do this to hurt anyone's life."
"But I want to let the people of the Geshi tribe know that, Master Jiacuo, you are a master who has enlightened to thunder and lightning."
"It's because I can no longer suppress my state, so I must go to the valley and around the lake as soon as possible."
"And we want to make the people of the Geshi tribe fearful and fool them a few more times."
"I am sure that as long as you say a word, Master Jiacuo, they will never dare to disobey the instructions of you, the new King of Thunder and Lightning. How dare they follow you."
"King Cheng, you..." Master Jiacuo couldn't help but wiped his face. He always felt that King Cheng's idea was too risky.
"The poor monk really doesn't know how to use the thunder method."
"No! I said you can, you will!" Cheng Sanlang slapped Master Jiacuo on the shoulder with a big slap, his expression looked so serious and determined.
"Believe me, follow my arrangements. Those people from the Ge clan will definitely believe that you are the future King of Thunder and Lightning. Even if your surname is not Yang, if I say you are King of Thunder and Lightning, you are."
"???" Master Jiacuo swallowed in confusion with his dry throat, always feeling that King Cheng was about to do something incomprehensible.
Moreover, whether my surname is Yang or not, does it have half a coin to do with whether I am the King of Thunder and Lightning?
In the big tent, Cheng Sanlang murmured to himself, while the other three people could only wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads and nod frequently.
Soon, Cheng Sanlang left the tent with satisfaction, and looked up at the dim sky. It was a dark moonlit night and the wind was high. Well, it was just the right time to commit the crime. Bah, that was the way to go.
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Cangyang Bendi was sleeping happily in his dream. In his dream, he saw the Ge clan, worshiping devoutly towards Jiacuo, who had been promoted to the Dharma King.
And above the blazing fire offering pile, various strange colors flashed, as if a god came in person to bestow blessings.
"Wake up, young patriarch, please wake up quickly..." At this moment, a burst of rapid shouting made Cang Yang Bendi helplessly open his eyes.
"what happened?"
"Young Patriarch, something seems to have happened to Master Jiacuo. Just now, all the masters who had gone to rest suddenly rushed to the camp where Master Jiacuo was resting..."
"The villain inquired and learned that it seems that Master Jiacuo is about to be unable to suppress his cultivation and needs all his disciples to come and chant sutras to suppress it."
"What?!" Cang Yang Bendi's eyes bulged in an instant, and he jumped up like a carp, not even the slightest bit sleepy.
"You mean that Master Jiacuo will be promoted to Dharma King?"
"The villain doesn't know..."
"Then why are you still standing there? Come on, come and take a look." Cang Yang Bendi hurriedly put on his clothes and rushed out of the tent.
Facing the cold plateau wind, Cangyang Bendi hurried towards the camp where Master Jiacuo lived after sneezing loudly.
Not far away, I heard loud and uniform chanting of sutras in a spirited way.
"The mighty heavenly dragon, World Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bama Kong..."
And with the sound of dozens of Bon believers chanting sutras in unison, countless people of the Geshi tribe have been awakened.
After everyone rushed out of the camp, they saw that Master Nagatso's tent was surrounded by Bon believers.
These Bon believers with shiny foreheads were scattered into a huge circle and fell to the ground, loudly reciting the newly composed scriptures by Master Nagatso.
Afraid of the identities of these distinguished Bon masters, the Bon believers of the Geshi tribe only dared to worship from a distance.
When he saw Cangyang Bendi walking quickly, Langduo, the disciple of Master Jiacuo, stood up in time, stepped forward and saluted, and raised his hand to stop him with a very serious expression.
"Young Patriarch, please don't walk any further, otherwise, you will be injured by my master's uncontrollable magic power."
"May I ask Master, what happened to Master?" Cang Yang Bendi asked impatiently after saluting.
Rondo glanced at Cheng Jie, who was beside him with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes closed, and he was reciting scriptures loudly. The corner of his eye twitched and he said seriously to Cang Yang Bendi, who had an eager face.
"My master was practicing tonight when he suddenly felt something and made a breakthrough. However, at this moment, the master has not yet completed his vow to go around the lake to pray for blessings, and he does not dare to be promoted easily..."
Just as Rondo was talking nonsense, suddenly, a long and low horn sound came from the big tent.
Hearing this sound, Rondo couldn't help but change his face, grabbed Cang Yang Bendi, and shouted loudly.
"Young clan leader, lead your clan members quickly and retreat a hundred steps away. Hurry, my master's magic power is about to be suppressed, and I'm afraid it will attract thunder from the sky."
"What?" Cangyang Bendi looked at the serious and serious Master Rondo with a confused look on his face.
"Why are you standing there in a daze? Hurry up, fellow juniors, face your master and form a formation!"
"Young patriarch, let's..."
Cangyang Bendi looked at Rondo, who had hurried over and then sat there and continued to recite scriptures loudly, and gritted his teeth. Come on, let's just believe him for a while.
"That's all, just listen to Master Langdo's instructions and ask the surrounding tribesmen to step back."
Under the order of him, the young patriarch, the believers who were worshiping had to get up and retreat towards the rear.
At this moment... Master Jiacuo, who had placed the Dharma chant in his hand beside him, looked at Cheng Sanlang, who was also staying in the tent, and nodded slightly towards him.
Then he saw Fa Wang Cheng turn his back to him.
Cheng Sanlang reached to his waist, dug inside, and took out a good treasure.
Then he picked up the incense and lit it, then put his head out, threw it three steps outside the tent, and ran back quickly.
"What are you doing standing still? Why don't you get down quickly."
After hearing King Cheng's decree and thinking of the power of the thunder he had witnessed, Master Jiacuo lay down without hesitation. However, his figure was a bit fat, his head was buried, but his butt was raised high.
At this moment, Cangyang Bendi, who had retreated about twenty steps, was stretching his neck curiously towards the camp surrounded by Bon believers.
For an instant, my eyes seemed to blur, as if I saw a small red dot thrown out from the big tent, and then disappeared again, as if it had never appeared.
Just when he was trying to open his eyes wide enough to see clearly whether he was dazzled or not.
I felt my eyes light up, and a blazing white light suddenly flashed out from in front of the big tent, and then disappeared as fast as lightning.
However, a huge, earth-shaking roar, like thunder coming from the sky, exploded in the ears of the Geshi tribe people who had been awakened by the sound of chanting sutras...
It’s been another busy day, and it’s finally over. Let’s take a good rest. There are still some trivial things that need to be dealt with in the follow-up, but I will try to do more when the weather clears and I have time.