Chapter 703 After five years of suffering, I finally looked back
As long as the Buddha turns his head, he can see the Buddha's light and his friends who depend on each other for life and death.
However, even though the Buddhist disciple sensed a familiar aura and noticed the fluctuations of the Dharma, he did not look back.
"Monk, it's me." Chen Qingyuan said again: "This is not false, believe me."
What a real voice!
Buddha's eyelids trembled slightly, and the speed of his chanting paused.
Still don’t dare to gamble!
What should I do if I lose the bet?
Keep your faith and continue to solve problems in your own way.
Fozi plans to use all his strength to dispel the demonic patterns on Yan Yanan's body, and then find a way to send her to the outside world. As for himself, the demons will not let it go easily, so let nature take its course!
Chen Qingyuan was unable to communicate with the Buddha's Hand Emperor soldiers and did not dare to go any further.
If you really hurt the Buddha, your life will be uneasy.
The devil in the dark is thinking of ways to deal with the imperial soldiers and see if he can keep Chen Qingyuan forever.
After calling many times to no avail, Chen Qingyuan stopped talking and stood quietly on the spot, watching the Buddha's back.
It is not difficult to guess the concerns of Buddhist disciples and is understandable.
That being the case, then Chen Qingyuan is willing to wait.
If you look carefully, you can see that Yan Yanan has been covered in magic patterns and integrated with the altar.
If the Imperial Soldier Buddha's Light arrives, the Buddha's life may not be in danger, but Yan Yanan will most likely not survive.
"The Seventh Princess of the You Clan."
The purpose of Chen Qingyuan's trip is to ensure that the seventh princess does not fall into the devil's path, so that Yiyi can be out of danger.
Presumably Buddha is preparing to resolve the demon pattern, I hope everything goes well.
In the darkness, hundreds of powerful demons stared in the direction of the altar, discussing strategies.
"The Buddhist treasure is too powerful, we cannot take risks easily."
"Activating the Ancient Formation of Lishang, we may be able to suppress the Buddha's light in a short period of time. We can seize this opportunity to seize Chen Qingyuan."
"Using the ancient formation will definitely damage the foundation of the demon clan. If it fails, it will not be conducive to the rise of our clan."
"If it succeeds, the damaged foundation will be repaired sooner or later. If Chen Qingyuan escapes this time, there will be no such good opportunity in the future."
The demons were discussing important matters, and everyone wanted to chew off a piece of Chen Qingyuan's body.
Chen Qingyuan knew nothing about the calculations of the powerful demon clan.
On the altar, the Buddha was still chanting sutras diligently to resist the evil thoughts coming from all directions.
Strangely, the pressure from behind suddenly decreased or even completely disappeared.
Could it be an illusion?
Buddha thought to himself.
Don't think about it deeply, just continue in the original direction.
Day after day, year after year.
With Buddha's suppression, Yan Yanan's last bit of consciousness was not swallowed up by the magic pattern, and she was still struggling hard.
Fortunately, the Buddha's light shone, and although he did not reach the altar, it still gave the Buddha great help and alleviated his pressure.
In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.
During this period of time, Chen Qingyuan was like a mountain, motionless.
For five whole years, the Buddha did not take a moment's rest, let alone relax his mind.
The face is sallow and the muscles are thin, as thin as firewood.
Buddha, I have reached my limit.
The soft Buddha light has not disappeared over the years, making Buddha disciples feel warm.
The limit is approaching, and Buddha can't hold on much longer.
He planned to let go of his consciousness and look back.
Even if it's a trap in the demonic illusion, it doesn't matter.
Now that things have come to this, there is only one way to go.
Seal a trace of the original Buddha's mind, fall into the devil's path, negotiate with the top leaders of the demon clan, and send Yan Yanan and his tribe to a safe place.
"Buzz!"
The moment he opened his eyes, thousands of ripples of golden light rippled across Buddha's body.
The sacred and pure light is particularly precious in the depths of this demonic land, and even has a hint of falseness, not quite real.
Buddha, come back.
At the same moment, Chen Qingyuan, who was resting his mind with his eyes closed, seemed to have noticed the Buddha's movements.
He slowly opened his eyes and met the eyes of Buddha.
The two have experienced life and death many times, and they can tell the truth from the false with just one look.
"You...are really here."
The fluctuations in Fozi's eyes were intense. He never expected to meet Chen Qingyuan in the Demonic Land. Recalling the calls he heard five years ago, he knew that Chen Qingyuan had been here for a long time and had been waiting.
Thinking of this, Buddha's lips trembled slightly, and his voice became extremely hoarse: "Almsgiver Chen, what are you doing here?"
"Take you back."
Their eyes face each other, thousands of miles apart.
Casting a spell to transmit sound, the sound ripples like flowing water and echoes in the ears.
A simple sentence that goes straight to the heart of the Buddha.
"I'm sorry for your trouble."
Buddha did not ask whether Chen Qingyuan was in trouble, nor did he ask about the origin of the Buddha's light. There was only gratitude in his eyes.
Looking at the world of spiritual practice, finding a partner who is willing to risk life and death for you is the most precious wealth.
Especially when the Buddha is in the dark and alone, this feeling is the strongest and cannot be expressed in words.
"Dispel the demonic energy from her body and let her regain consciousness. Only in this way can we ensure that she will not be harmed by the Buddha's light."
Now is not the time to reminisce about the past, Chen Qingyuan said.
"good."
Buddha glanced at the brocade box held in Chen Qingyuan's hand, and he could roughly deduce that it contained a treasure containing the supreme power of Buddha, which could never be possessed by Eastern Buddhism.
After confirming that the person behind him was not an illusion, Buddha became bolder in doing things and no longer had any worries.
With the power of a Buddhist, although it was difficult to dispel the demonic energy in Yan Yanan's body, there was a way to solve it. He had never dared to act rashly because he didn't know how to let Yan Yanan leave the demonic land safely.
Now that Chen Qingyuan is in charge, we no longer have to worry about this problem.
Fozi stood up calmly and slowly walked towards Yan Yanan.
Looking at his face from close range, a feeling of self-blame welled up in my heart.
Because of his own fault, Yan Yanan was implicated in this fate.
"Bad fate."
Buddha and Yan Yanan were ten feet apart and murmuring to themselves.
After saying this, he stretched out his right index finger and pointed it towards the center of his eyebrows.
"Buzz——"
A flash of golden light flashed, and Yan Yanan's body floated into the air. The magic patterns on his body began to twist, causing him to endure tremendous pain and let out several soft hums.
After several attempts, Yan Yanan still failed to regain consciousness. Her eyes were dark and her soul was locked at the end of the abyss.
Buddha frowned slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.
"She has penetrated deep into her bones and is hopeless."
Suddenly, a magic sound came from a distance, gloating about misfortune.
"It is better for Buddhists to fall into the devil's path and start a new life with her, without being restrained anymore."
Due to the imperial soldiers, the demons only dared to hide in dark corners and talk.
"Chen Qingyuan, do you think you can come and go freely in the Demon Land with the protection of Buddhist treasures? After spending several years, the Demon Clan has prepared a great gift for you, wait and enjoy it!"
The higher-ups of the demon clan refused to let go of Chen Qingyuan, and even had the whimsical idea of dyeing the Buddhist imperial soldiers into weapons of the demonic way.
Chen Qingyuan ignored the devil cultivator's temptation.
The Buddha's light was so dazzling that the powerful demons did not even see clearly what weapons were contained in the brocade box.
This was the imperial hand of Kasyapa Buddha, and it suppressed countless terrifying beings.
Even if some of the imperial patterns are worn away by the laws of time, the charm is not retained, and it is not something that the devil can covet.