"I have heard that at one time the Buddha was in the country of Savatthi, with only trees in the Garden of Solitude, and the great bhikkhus..."
On a snow-capped mountain, a stone pavilion stands. A monk sits cross-legged on the snow outside the stone pavilion, clasping his hands together and reciting scriptures.
In the dark night with frequent sounds of wind, the Sanskrit sounds took shape, and golden characters flew forward one by one, converging into a huge swastika, which slowly rotated and shone the Buddha's light downwards, causing a white ape to suffer endlessly.
"Stop reading it!"
White Ape was half-kneeling on the ground, holding his head with both hands. The golden hoop on his head emitted a faint golden light and kept tightening, causing him to howl in pain.
"·······The meal is over, the bowl is collected and the feet are washed······"
"Wash your feet! Wash your mother's smelly feet!"
The white ape howled in pain and cursed: "Little bald donkey, just wait. One day, I will peel off your skin and cramp you, and let you watch me eat your flesh and blood, and swallow your internal organs! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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The more he cursed, the more intense the pain became. The pain made the white ape grab the ground with his head and made snowflakes fly everywhere.
After reciting the "Diamond Sutra" for half an hour, the white ape also cursed for half an hour, and finally grinned in pain and fell to the snow on the verge of death.
The monk stood up, brushed off the snowflakes on his body, walked into the stone pavilion, and reported to a layman in white clothes inside: "Wuzhiqi's demonic nature is difficult to tame, and it may be difficult to tame it just by holding its head with mantras."
"There's no rush, it's just a little chat, not serious drama."
Zhenru layman was still dressed in pure white, with white hair and white face, perfect. He looked at the golden hoop on the white ape's head and said calmly: "Wuzhiqi is an old demon after all. Pain alone cannot subdue his demonic nature."
Yes, the fan never thought that he could be convinced so easily."
"He is unwilling to be subdued, resists Taoism, and does not want to undergo the promotion ceremony. How can we transform him?" Monk Huineng asked.
Perhaps knowing his fate, Wuzhiqi had been resisting the Dao Fruit in the golden hoop for this period of time. Even if Huineng forced it according to the method taught by Master Zhenru, he still could not let the Dao Fruit integrate into his body.
Even though he suffered pain comparable to that of his soul being torn apart, he still never gave up resistance.
This made Huineng's transformation not smooth.
"He will resist, but it is nothing more than a persistent evil spirit, trying to negotiate and obtain freedom, but he himself is so sinful, how can the lost man allow him to be free again?"
Zhenru layman shook his head and said: "The obsessed person is willing to be tolerant to Donor Jiang and not to force him, but he can't think of saving Wu Zhiqi with unnecessary mercy. Please wait for a while..."
Hearing this, Huineng showed a hint of confusion, wondering what would happen if he waited for a while.
With Wuzhiqi's current stubbornness, it would be difficult for him to give in, let alone a period of time, even a year or two.
Unless the layman Zhenru directly takes a ruthless hand and directly wipes out his will to resist, relying solely on Buddhist teachings and mantras will be an extremely long-term project.
Just when Hui Neng was wondering, there was a thunderclap in the winter sky.
I saw thunder and light crisscrossing in the distance, moving like dragons and snakes. The silvery white light occasionally obscured the rolling clouds of disaster. Gradually, a purple energy spread, making the thunder gain an extremely terrifying power.
"Thunder disaster?" Hui Neng saw this and whispered to himself, "Someone is creating a disaster?"
This purple thunder is by no means a natural thunder. Only the Heavenly Tribulation can manifest such thunder. It seems that someone is creating a calamity, trying to use the Thunder Tribulation to temper themselves or advance to Dao Fruit.
It's just that this thunder disaster is too terrifying.
Even from such a long distance, Hui Neng could feel the aura of great destruction. Even with his body, he might not be able to embarrass a thunderbolt.
Zhenru layman also turned his head to look at the purple thunder calamity in the distance, but what he said was somewhat irrelevant.
Just listen to his words: "Tao Fruit is the manifestation of cause and effect. Different Tao Fruits have different promotion rituals, but their essence is the same. They all conform to the cause and effect of the original owner of Tao Fruit and use this to fuse. In other words,
Fusion is the goal, and the promotion ceremony is just the way. If there is a Dao Fruit that can actively integrate, then it becomes irrelevant whether there is a promotion ceremony or not."
As soon as he finished speaking, a "bang" sounded, but the thunder completely turned into purple, with a mixture of destruction and vitality.
The mighty power of heaven spread far and wide, and when it reached this place, it suddenly caused incredible changes.
"it turns out······"
Huineng suddenly turned around and looked at the white ape prostrate on the ground. His eyes focused on the golden hoop on the white ape's head, and he could clearly see streaks of golden light flowing like water on the golden hoop.
"Daoguo was actually attracted."
Wuzhiqi extremely resisted the integration of Taoist fruits and was unwilling to accommodate him. He also resisted the golden hoop Taoist implement, so that without wisdom to activate it, the golden hoop would be no different from ordinary objects.
But now, without Huineng's prompting and Wuzhiqi himself still resisting, Jinhuan actually responded spontaneously, even activating the Dao Fruit without performing the promotion ceremony.
In other words... Daoguo seems to be actively merging.
It's exactly the same as what layman Zhenru said.
"Is this the right time?" Huineng asked in surprise.
"This is cause and effect," Zhenru layman said calmly, "cause and effect are involved. When a cause arises, a result arises. An old enemy will appear, and the Tao and Fruit of the Great Sage Qitian will naturally not remain silent."
In other words, the thunder calamity represents the arrival of the Monkey King's old enemy.
This thought flashed through Huineng's mind.
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"Boom!"
It was the end of the year, a festive time, but the atmosphere in Yuxu Temple was solemn, with terrifying energy brewing in the air.
Yuxu Temple is famous for having a small number of people, but the sect's foundation is definitely no less than that of the Dinghu Sect and other major forces. Under this situation, each member of Yuxu Temple can receive extremely luxurious resources.
For example, other sects only use the spiritual energy of the Cave Heaven Paradise to grow spiritual medicines, but Yuxu Temple can directly condense spiritual stones for disciples to practice. Even if they want to cause disaster, the spiritual energy needed is also taken care of by the sect.
At this moment, when the Qi in the Yuqing Palace explodes, the formations in Yuxu Temple are running, automatically sending out streams of spiritual energy, which combine with the thunder in the sky to form a thunder catastrophe.
First it was a silver-white electric snake, and then, pulled by some invisible force, it climbed upwards and turned into a nine-day thunder tribulation.
"The promotion of Dao Fruit can actually affect the changes in the Thunder Tribulation..."
In the Yuqing Palace, Jiang Li couldn't help but marvel when he looked at the statue in front of him that echoed the thunder.
What allowed Lei Jie to further evolve was not other beings, but the Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun Tao Fruit in the statue. When Jiang Li activated the Tao Fruit, the promotion ceremony had started, using the surrounding aura to shape Lei Jie, and then turned it into Lei Jie.
disaster.
A strong sense of locking appeared in Jiang Li's heart, causing thunder to penetrate directly into his mind. Even the Yuqing Palace could not cut off this connection.
"Did you trigger a thunderstorm so quickly?"
Outside the Yuqing Hall, the phantom of Taoist Guangyuan appeared again. Sensing the power of the thunder that day, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's really a formidable life. After a great battle during the day, it has now returned to its heyday. It's just that this thunder
Is the robbery... a bit too strong?"
The thunder disasters caused by the ancestors of Yuxu Temple in the past were at best red thunder and green thunder. This purple thunder had never happened before.
Judging from its power, even if a real fourth-grade person were to suffer a thunderstorm, it would be a disaster.