"The bold evildoer destroyed my Baoling Temple branch, destroyed my disciples of the Buddhist sect, and desecrated my Buddha. The laws of heaven cannot tolerate this. Today, I, a poor monk, will make you, an evildoer, lose his soul."
Within the Liang Dynasty.
In the sky above the Wuduan Mountains, a long-browed old monk wearing cassocks and holding a staff had a cold face but extremely sharp eyes, chasing a young man.
The young man looked in a miserable state, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth and all his clothes turned red.
"Bah, God will not forgive you for being such a bunch of bald donkeys. On the surface, you are compassionate, but secretly you are doing beastly things, occupying people's fields, abducting and deceiving good women to have children."
The young man suddenly cursed loudly.
"Deceitful words!"
The old monk with long eyebrows snorted coldly and recited the magic formula silently in his mouth quickly. The staff in his hand suddenly glowed with golden light, and the sky was suddenly filled with dark clouds.
"The great light wheel casts a spell!"
The old monk with long eyebrows shouted low, and the staff in his hand shook. Rays of golden light penetrated from the sky covered with dark clouds, and in the blink of an eye, a huge golden "swastika" Buddha seal appeared high in the sky.
And a barrier suddenly appeared in front of the young man's escape.
There are densely packed, small, "swastika" Buddhist seals with golden halo on the barrier, like a tall wall, surrounding the mountain forest from all sides.
"My Buddha is merciful. Although your sins are serious, as long as you surrender and follow the poor monk back to the temple, the poor monk can spare you from death!"
Looking at the ugly-looking young man, the old monk with long eyebrows clasped his hands together and persuaded.
"Save me from death? Let me think about what do you want from me? Magical power, spells, or my magical treasure?"
The young man turned around and looked at the long-browed old monk coldly.
"Namo Amitabha, since you are unwilling to surrender, I can only accept you."
The long-browed old monk waved his hand, recited a Buddha's name, gently pressed his staff on the ground, and poured out his words.
"town!"
The huge golden "swastika" Buddha seal in the sky suddenly fell, and the surrounding barriers shrank smaller and smaller at this moment.
"If you want to catch me, I have to see if you have what it takes!?"
"The mighty heavenly dragon, the World-Honored Ksitigarbha, the Prajna Buddhas, the Prajna Bamacu!"
The young man gritted his teeth, regardless of his injury, he quickly made the seal with his hands, and his whole body suddenly emitted a faint Buddha light.
A strange color flashed in the eyes of the old monk with long eyebrows.
Although the monster in front of him is a monster, the magical powers and spells he performs are from the human race.
Especially the move in front of me.
He had underestimated the opponent before and was hurt by the opponent's move of the mighty Tianlong.
What he didn't expect was that a demon clan would possess powerful Buddhist magical powers.
"The flying dragon is in the sky!"
At this time, the young man shouted loudly.
The Buddha's light around him instantly condensed into a golden dragon.
Immediately, he slapped the Buddha seal with the word "swastika" pressed down in the air with his palm.
"Roar!"
The golden dragon roared and soared straight into the sky.
"boom!"
The golden dragon collided with the "Swastika" Buddha seal, and suddenly exploded in the air, with a violent roar and countless firelights splashing out.
"puff!"
The spiritual energy in the young man's body backfired, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.
At this moment, the whole person collapsed, his face was as pale as paper, and he was swaying, as if he would fall down at any time.
"Namo Amitabha!"
The old monk with long eyebrows also suffered some backlash and his spiritual power was unstable, but he quickly adjusted it back, clasping his hands together and chanting the Buddha's name.
"This mighty heavenly dragon was originally the magical power of my Buddhist sect, but it was accidentally obtained by you, a monster. Now that you meet a poor monk, it seems that this is God's will!"
The long-browed old monk had an unnoticeable flash of greed in his eyes.
“Shit God’s will!”
Hearing what the long-browed old monk said, the young man became furious.
This mighty dragon was a magical power created by his master, but now this shameless old bald donkey said it was something belonging to their Buddhist sect.
"Obsessed!"
The long-browed old monk gently waved the staff in his hand again.
The "卐" Buddhist seal in the air suddenly and quickly pressed down, and the surrounding barriers also shrank rapidly.
He was about to be trapped in front of him. The young man gritted his teeth and without thinking, he reached into his arms and took out a humanoid wooden sculpture.
This human-shaped wood carving is of a man with an elegant face. The man has one hand behind his back and a book in the other.
The long-browed old monk was slightly startled.
Originally, he thought that the monster in front of him would take out some magic weapon.
What he never expected was that the other party would actually bring out an ordinary wood carving.
That's right.
Just ordinary.
Because the wood carvings do not have a trace of aura blessing.
In other words, this wood carving is not a magic weapon.
It is a common wood carving in the secular world.
The young man naturally noticed the expression of the old monk with long eyebrows, but at this moment he had no time to waste and hurriedly injected the spiritual power in his body into the humanoid wood carving in his hand.
"The poor monk's great light wheel can't break the magic spell even after the integration period. Why do you bother to do it? The poor monk advises..."
Before the long-browed old monk finished speaking, he saw a young man holding a human-shaped wooden sculpture high and shouting.
"Master, help me."
The human-shaped wooden sculpture in the young man's hand suddenly emitted a dazzling white light.
"This is?"
The old monk with long eyebrows was shocked.
Because I don’t know when a nihilistic figure appeared in front of me. The figure’s robe was windless, with one hand behind its back and the other holding a book.
The phantom in the robe looked up at the huge golden "swastika" Buddha seal pressed down in the air, and gently waved his sleeves.
"Crack!"
A crackling sound came out.
The huge golden 10,000-character Buddha seal in the sky was instantly crushed.
The surrounding barriers also shattered at this moment.
"puff!"
The long-browed old monk spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face immediately turned pale, and his eyes were still filled with horror.
When the young man saw that the barrier was broken, he turned into a dragonfly and flew away without hesitation.
The old monk with long eyebrows still wants to pursue him.
But as soon as he started, another mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. In the end, he could only watch the dragonfly disappear into the sky full of resentment.
………
the other side.
Great Zhou Dynasty.
In a magnificent palace.
"Dung Mantid King?"
A middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe with a stern and majestic face frowned and thought in thought.
"Yes, Father, when the demon king was besieged, he turned into a dung beetle and tried to escape. Moreover, my child also heard that in recent years, a tribe of insect demons with extremely high cultivation levels have appeared on Tiannan Continent!"
Below the main hall, a handsome and majestic young man said respectfully.
"Oh, there's still this matter?" the middle-aged man in dragon robe asked doubtfully.
"Yes, a few days ago, a temple in Daliang was destroyed by a demon saint in the Void Refining stage, and that demon saint was transformed into a dragonfly!"
The handsome young man replied: "My child didn't really believe it when he heard about it, but today..."
Although the handsome young man did not say anything further, the middle-aged man in dragon robe knew what he meant.
If a monster wants to practice cultivation, it must have spiritual intelligence.
The process of generating spiritual intelligence takes a long time and requires a certain amount of opportunity.
Most insects have extremely short lifespans.
How is it possible to develop spiritual wisdom in such a short period of time?