Chapter 501: Maha Cave Tribulation, Buddhist Abandonment,
There are tornadoes in the sky in the distance, and the air waves are steaming.
There were dozens of people from both sides fighting, but there were hundreds of immortals watching nearby.
Among the huge crowd, there are many people with evil intentions, and the avenues surround them, ready to move.
Bang!
Zhishan, who was dressed in a dark red monk's robe, waved out his palm, and the Buddha's light filled the sky. Vajra Dharma Master appeared in the world, and beat back the leader in front of him who was dressed in unicorn robes and holding a war sword.
"Hahahaha~ Yanhou, this is not ten years ago. Do you still think that the world is under the control of Dashang?
This poor monk calls you a Marquis of Yan, do you really think of yourself as a Marquis?
How dare you take action against us without authorization, you are simply desperate!"
"Evil cult thieves and bandits should be punished by everyone. You, a rat in the gutter and a shady character, do you deserve to call me a marquis? You deserve to die!"
The fighting spirit dances in the sky, the divine light shines, and the great road follows, chaos occurs at every turn, and against the power of yin and yang, ordinary gods and gods dare not approach the center of the battlefield.
However, among the four monks, except for the Jade Faced Rat and the Antler Fairy, who are slightly weaker, Zhishan and the Nanshuang Fairy are all real Taoists.
The two of them jointly controlled Rulong Avenue and blocked the sky-wide offensive with ease.
"Marquis Yan, I am just walking with them, not a group. I am not a member of a cult. Don't count me in the cause and effect!"
The jade-faced rat hid behind the monk, chattering non-stop, frantically trying to clear his name.
"Nonsense!"
Marquis Yan fought again with his sword, one against two, and he did not lose at all. Surrounded by several Taoist immortals and more than a dozen immortals, they fought against the deer-antlered jade-faced rat.
The situation on the battlefield did not appear to be overwhelming. Although Yanhou's side had a large number of people, the surrounding immortals were eyeing them with eager eyes and full of demonic aura. There were not many manpower on the court's side.
On the contrary.
Hundreds of people gathered here to watch the immortals. Excluding the 30% of the immortals whose origins were unknown and whose strength was hidden, at least 50% were from the Immortal Court and the Underworld.
Their auras are extremely obvious, either the immortal charm is billowing and they turn into strange beasts occupying the top of their heads and all over the body, or the aura of death is permeated, and their souls are like ghosts, or the demonic aura rises into the sky, with demon heads and bodies, which is obviously not the same as the imperial court.
"Miss Feng, do you know this Marquis Yan?"
"The Marquis named Yan... seems to be the Bowen Hou Yanfeiyu from the north. I have only heard of him once or twice, but have never seen him in person."
Tie Tang saw the general situation around him in the dark, and couldn't help but sigh: "I always feel that the power of the imperial court is not as powerful as the fairy court, and there are many underworlds."
"The official positions in the imperial court are limited, and the number of people that can be recruited must also be limited.
If you look at the number of people alone, the number of people the imperial court has is naturally far inferior to that of the entire world, and even inferior to that of aristocratic families.
These mountain immortals used to hide in the mountains and forests without being born, and they were not contaminated by cause and effect. No one could do anything to them.
As soon as the troubled times came to light, the world's heroes appeared one after another, and the power of the imperial court naturally became weak.
But how can they truly control the general trend of the world?
The people in the court, the immortals who sit highest in the immortal court, and the ghosts who hide deepest in the underworld are the chess players who truly dominate the world.
Number of people is not the key to victory or defeat.
Just like now...
Aren’t you and I also members of the imperial court?”
While the two were talking, the center of the battlefield also entered a stage of intense heat. Bowen Hou Yanfeiyu fought against the heavens and the earth with an immortal sword. The power of the avenue was cracked and shattered like a mirror.
Fairy Nanshuang, who wears a jade ghost face, comes from the Beauty Cult, but her strength is slightly weaker, and she has been seriously injured.
But the Supreme Good Monk was extremely fierce. His body was like the Buddha's Vajra. He could withstand the power of the Immortal Arms, and his magical powers were unparalleled. He forced the Marquis of Yan to withdraw his arms and guard him several times.
"Balu, are you from Daleiyin Temple?"
Naturally, there is no possibility of hiding the life-and-death struggle between the masters.
After a fierce battle, Yan Feiyu completely figured out the origin of Zhishan. Various traces of his skills showed that this person came from the Great Leiyin Temple.
"You think it's just that they don't dare to touch the imperial court's butt, so today it's up to the humble monk to touch the might of the Great Shang Dynasty!"
Zhishan shouted loudly, and his body shape skyrocketed tenfold, turning into the size of a thousand feet, and then entered the ninth level of the clouds. His muscles were bulging, and gold and steel relics grew out of his temples on both sides. There were circles of Buddha's light lingering above his head, and his eyes were wide open.
, not even the jasper ghost face can cover up the overwhelming momentum of the sky.
In particular, his arms seemed to have turned into two real dragons. The joints were bulging, and the muscles were like dragons sitting on them. The energy and blood turned into the rays of the sun, sweeping away evil spirits.
Many ghosts and immortals around were illuminated by the Buddha's light in the sky, and they let out frightening screams, retreating in defeat, not even daring to take a look.
Zhishan just made a move, and forced the onlookers to retreat violently. It was obvious that he wanted to use his great power to kill Yan Feiyu.
The Marquis of Yan was not one to be easily captured, so he immediately launched a fierce battle and soared into the sky.
But halfway along the road, strips of red silk rushed out, wrapping the war weapon tightly. The ribbons were like snakes and pythons intertwined, trying to trap the Marquis of Yan here.
There are two opponents!
Fairy Nanshuang is also a Taoist master, how could she let Yan Feiyu leave so easily?
"Ha~"
There was an angry roar from the top of the head, like the roar of King Kong, thunder and lightning, and the howling of wind and clouds.
Tie Tang raised his head and glanced, with an incredible look on his face.
"I know who this monk is...it's actually him?"
Before Feng Bingyao could ask questions, the Supreme Good in the Sky had already struck a powerful blow.
His body, which was already a thousand feet in size, was already like a sacred mountain, but at this moment, countless golden lights and clouds gathered in front of him, and a finger of the same size appeared.
The fingertips of this finger are densely packed with lines, which are clearly visible in circles. The lines between the fingerprints can accommodate mountains, rivers, and thousands of rivers.
But at this time, the fingertips of the thousand-foot-long giant finger were filled with layers of aura of world-ending disaster.
Boom! Boom!
It was as if a catastrophe was coming and the world was about to be destroyed. With a single press of a giant finger, countless fires and golden light covered the center of the battlefield.
And such a finger...
Tie Tang can too.
It used to be one of his special skills.
【Maha Cave Tribulation Finger】!
It's just that compared to the Maha Cave Tribulation Finger used by Tie Tang in the past, the Supreme Shan finger is countless times stronger, as if this magical power should be used by Supreme Shan.
"The Supreme Good... is the abandoned disciple of the Great Leiyin Temple who created the Maha Cave Tribulation Finger!"
As soon as this thought flashed through Tie Tang's mind, immeasurable divine light exploded in front of him. The mountains beneath his feet collapsed, the earth cracked like a spider web, and thousands of rivers changed their courses.
Down in the void where Yanhou was originally located, a finger hole a hundred feet deep appeared on the ground, and dozens of fragments of Zhan Ge were floating in the void.
The corners of his clothes stained with fresh blood floated in the wind in front of Tie Tang. He grabbed him and disappeared.
Whoosh!
Zhishan flew down from the void, and his body returned to the size of an ordinary person. Thousands of blood beads oozed from his body. Sweat fell from his forehead like rain, his chest heaved up and down, and he gasped for air.
Obviously, the use of such powerful magical powers was a heavy load on him, and he received a lot of backlash.
Fairy Nanshuang stepped forward, but was waved back by Zhishan: "This guy has to block my finger at the cost of losing an immortal weapon, so he must not be dead yet.
His spirit is still below, so quickly search and kill him, the best one can capture him!"
After the winner was decided, the crowd of immortals who were already eager to move around immediately began to fish in troubled waters.
Some people search for Zhan Ge fragments, while others go underground to find Yan Hou's body, storage rings, or other treasures.
For a while.
The world is in chaos.
When Fairy Nanshuang saw this scene, she was not angry but happy: "Yan Feiyu, I'm afraid you never thought it would be like this until your death, right?
Do you think we are just street rats?
Look now, look at these people who are adding insult to injury, who is the real rat on the street?
You thought you were standing under the light, but why don’t you see anyone speaking out for you now?"
She laughed heartily and rushed down like a wild dragon, forcing away a group of people trying to fish in troubled waters to search for Yan Feiyu's soul.
"Here, I see you, don't even think about running away!"
Swish, swish, swish...
Strips of venomous snake-like red silk wrapped around the cracked golden-armored soul.
Seeing that the red silk is about to be obtained.
Poof!
Five fingers as white as jade appeared. The index finger and middle finger turned into scissors. They moved gently up and down to cut dozens of red silk into pieces.
"Dare you compete with me, the Beauty Cult? You are seeking death!" Fairy Nanshuang was frightened and took hundreds of large handprints from a distance.
The five fingers suddenly clenched, three fingers were overlapped, two fingers were pressed on them, and a strange seal was formed with one hand.
Buzz! Buzz!
The void trembled, and eight Buddhist Vajra emerged, each holding a divine weapon, a treasure mirror, a bronze hammer, a sitting lotus, a dragon riding a tiger, and an array of Sanskrit sounds.
Bang bang bang bang...
With a few strikes, hundreds of large hand seals were annihilated halfway into the void, making it impossible to get close to the Eight Great Vajras.
Fairy Nanshuang's eyes flashed: "Buddhist disciple? Monk, do you know me?"
The Jade-faced Rat and the Antler Fairy, one on the left and the other on the right, supported Zhishan to the side of the Nanshuang Fairy.
Supreme Shan can see the origin of this method with just one glance.
"The Tathagata Seal, the Vajra Dharma, is the Dharma of the Tathagata in my sect. It is a secret that is not taught. Even I have not learned it. Where did he get it?"
In the dust all over the sky, the eight Vajras occupied all directions, protecting the five fingers. When the smoke gradually dispersed, a figure in blue robes finally appeared.
"Everyone..."
"You dare to attack the prince of the court in broad daylight. Aren't you afraid of death?"
When the four of them saw the man's face clearly, they all took a deep breath.
No one will forget such a familiar face.
The jade-faced rat was trembling all over, and he subconsciously wanted to run away, but was caught by Zhishan with a palm.
"You're so panicked, he just became an immortal!"
The jade-faced rat couldn't escape, its eyes rolled around, and bad water surged in its belly.
"Master Tie, I am a good citizen who abides by the law. It was this monk and Nan Shuang who took action. They have nothing to do with me. Please don't blame me."
Tie Tang laughed and clapped his hands: "Don't worry, you will be indispensable!"
The jade-faced rat's face turned dark immediately, and he huddled behind the Supreme Monk, never wanting to show his head again.
"Tie Tang, I didn't expect you to show up here. I haven't heard from you for ten years. Even the poor monks thought you were dead."
"You're not dead yet, how could I die?"
"Stop talking nonsense, you leave now, we will pretend we have never seen you, otherwise we will be responsible for our own lives and deaths."
Tie Tang followed the good example and took hold of Yan Feiyu's seriously injured Yuan Shen with one hand, turned around and left: "Thank you, Master, for your kindness, then I'll go."
Zhishan frowned: "You are so bold, put me down!"
"What? Didn't you let me go?"
"You can leave, but he...must stay!"
Tie Tang turned around and sent Yan Feiyu's soul thousands of feet away with one palm.
Feng Bingyao, who was secretly cooperating, had already contacted other Yanhou subordinates and gathered together. At this time, everyone joined forces, took over the soul and fled immediately.
Zhishan and Nanshuang could not give up. They responded to Dao Dao and used their magical powers to capture him.
But when Tie Tang probed with his two palms, the sky and the earth became bright and dark, Tao and demons met, and the power of chaotic yin and yang annihilated everything, interrupting their various methods.
Zhishan looked fierce and was no longer eager to take action. He angrily said, "Tie Tang, do you want to take over this cause and effect?"
"Everyone, you have not settled the cause and effect of harming me before, but you still dare to be my enemy now?"
Fairy Nanshuang couldn't bear it anymore: "What nonsense are you talking to him about? Kill him!"
The jade-faced rat's body immediately curled up even more, and the deer-horned fairy also turned his head and did not respond.
Only Zhishan's brows were knitted into the Chinese character "Chuan", loosening and tightening, obviously thinking about a lot of things.
"Do you really want to take action? If you can't kill him today... you also know the consequences."
"He is just entering the realm of immortality for the first time. He is not even close to us. He can be killed casually. Why fear the future?"
"He is Tie Tang, second on the life and death list... can he die so easily?"
Facing Zhishan's repeated inquiries, Nan Shuang's initial anger gradually subsided and he began to think seriously.
Killing Tie Tang is not impossible!
But it is not like this now, but after careful planning, he should be killed completely.
Otherwise, who will bear the revenge of a person ranked second in life and death in the future?
No one can afford it!
Tie Tang is now an immortal. To kill him, the first step is to find his immortal mark.
If you can't find his mark of immortality, you are contaminating a huge cause and effect for nothing.
"Don't do anything? Then I'm leaving. See you next time. And that girl, her name is Nan Shuang, right? I'll remember you!" Tie Tang patted the dust on his robe and immediately left in the glow of the glow. From beginning to end, none of the four people made any move to retain him.
"I must kill him! Immediately, immediately!" Fairy Nanshuang was so angry that she stamped her feet.
Zhishan's eyebrows trembled, and he had another idea: "I didn't expect him to be born. Keeping this person is indeed a disaster, and I must kill him.
Let’s go, don’t go to Daleiyin Temple, go find the leader!”
"Um...can I not go? I'm afraid!" The jade-faced mouse raised his hands carefully.
Nan Shuang said with a cold face: "Anyone can leave, but you can't. After hanging around for so long, it's your turn to do something!"
……
After Tie Tang left, it didn't take long to find Feng Bingyao and others who had left.
Everyone hid in the hinterland of a mountain, and after opening a cave, Feng Bingyao personally laid down the ban.
Some of the unscrupulous people who chased after me later were not aware of the wonders of the Immortal Scripture of Creation, so naturally they could not see through this place.
"How is Marquis Yan?"
As soon as Tie Tang entered the cave, he saw dozens of immortals saluting him. Apparently Feng Bingyao had informed them of their true identities.
A fairy dressed as a staff scribe came out: "Thanks to Master Tie for saving me, Lord Hou's soul has been seriously injured, but it is not incurable. He only needs to return to the fief for a few years to repair it." p>
Tie Tang stepped forward and saw Yan Feiyu's golden-armored soul, half human and half demon, currently entrenched in the void, drawing the surrounding earth essence to heal his wounds.
Whoa!
Yan Feiyu opened his eyes: "Sure enough, there are many good people with great reputations. Yan has heard about the name of Iron Governor for a long time. When he saw it today, he knew that the rumors were true."
"Marquis Yan is so polite. Tie is also a little confused and would like to ask the Marquis to clarify his doubts."
"Chief Tie can speak out as much as he wants, but Yan will never hide anything."
"Does the Marquis know... the current situation of Chaoge in the Holy Capital?"
The reason why Tie Tang rescued Yan Feiyu was because he planned to find out more about the situation in the world.
A noble prince dominates a region.
You should know something, right?
But Yan Feiyu's reply obviously disappointed him.
"Forgive me, Governor Tie. Yan has been in seclusion for several years. He just came out of seclusion some time ago. I don't know the reason for the great change in the world situation.
I originally planned to go to Chaoge to find out what was going on, but I just learned about the Buddhist scriptures of Daleiyin Temple, so I changed my route, but I almost killed all my colleagues."
How could Tie Tang have imagined that Yan Feiyu was similar to him, as he had just left seclusion not long ago.
He looked at the other staff, officials, and disciples who were accompanying him, and found that their expressions were as usual, and there was not much change. What Yan Feiyu said was probably not a lie.
"Hey, what are Mr. Hou's plans next?"
"Nowadays, rebels are rampant. Since Yan has been injured, he can only go back home. Once he has cultivated himself as before, he can serve the court again!"
"This is what it should be, but Tie still has some energy left and needs to go out and fight for some luck. Say goodbye and see you again someday."
"Go away, Sheriff, no need to pay attention to Yan!"
Tie Tang and Feng Bingyao exchanged glances, then left the cave and headed towards the Great Leiyin Temple.
After the two of them left a stick of incense, a scribe spoke.
"Master Marquis, why didn't you tell Governor Iron the truth?"
Yan Feiyu's soul glowed with golden light, and every trace of flesh and blood recovered rapidly. In less than a moment, he had regained 90% of his peak combat power. How could he still be seriously injured?
He shook his head: "You don't understand. When doing things... you can't go straight. You have to go in circles before you can get it done."
"Now that the Marquis has shown up, let's welcome the Buddhist scriptures...are we still going?"
"Is your formation still there?"
Dozens of immortals and gods immediately raised their hands and said in unison: "We are all here!"
"That's good. If only four cultists dare to offend me, they will be punished by death. Kill them first, and then go to welcome the Buddha."
"The evil cult must be punished, and I am willing to follow the Marquis to the death!"
"I am willing to follow the Marquis to the death!"