Chapter 29 The monk who refined and killed the Bodhisattva!
Kacha!
There seemed to be an electric dragon piercing the sky.
Invisible qi machines collided inside and outside the divine capital, and dark clouds suddenly appeared like tides, blocking the light of the sky. In an instant, the day turned into darkness.
The two giants of the Four Tribulations, the most powerful qi in the world, meet, even the celestial phenomena will change.
Not only in the Divine Capital, Tianding Road, but also in the seventy-two roads of the Red Heart Divine State, thousands of huge cities all had thunderous sounds, dark clouds like tides, and lightning and thunder.
"Baoyue Monk King!"
At this moment, the wind was surging above the Red Heart State, the strong wind was roaring and the thunder was loud. I don’t know how many practitioners felt something in their hearts, and they all raised their heads to look at the divine capital.
A bright moon is faintly visible hanging high in the sky, and the Buddha's light is brilliant, extremely dazzling and sacred.
A blue dragon hovers above the majestic city, its eyes are cold and endlessly majestic.
Katcha!
As the terrifying power spread, many cultivators in the divine capital who had risen to the sky fell into the air regardless of their cultivation level.
The tyrannical Marquis Sifang and others all felt their hearts sinking, and couldn't help but fall on the city wall.
"Baoyue..."
Fang Silong staggered to a tall building and looked at the flood of Buddha's light outside the city, feeling sore in his heart.
The fall of the Great Zhou Dynasty was the beginning of the true chaos of heaven and earth, but this was supposed to happen a hundred years later...
"I wanted to save it, but instead it made Guo Zuo even worse..."
Fang Silong felt bitter in his heart and regretted extremely, but he could do nothing at the moment.
I can only pray that this old master can fend off the enemy, otherwise...
"What do you want?"
Monk Baoyue was walking on the straight official road. He could feel the hostility of this city.
As for the hostility of this dynasty, he didn't care much:
"I have been sitting there for many years, very still and thinking about things. Is there anything wrong with coming to see an old friend?"
"Quiet and restless?"
Qian Cang coldly puffed his sleeves, and the closed city gate suddenly opened:
"It just so happens that I want to open the Temple of Heaven to worship my Great Zhou Taizu. If you have the courage, you might as well come to the city!"
Woo~
A deep breath spewed out from the city gate.
At this moment, not only Baoyue Monk, Sifang Hou and others, but also ordinary practitioners were also shocked and raised their heads one after another.
But I saw that the Tao pattern was like a waterfall, coming from the earth to the sky, and intersecting at a very high place.
Then, under everyone's gaze, an altar as dark as ink, exuding the aura of ancient vicissitudes, and seemingly larger than the entire city of gods, appeared out of thin air!
Step after step, they hang down from the altar like clouds and fall into the majestic imperial city.
"Dayu is worthy of being the hero with the best Xuanhuang talents and the highest achievements in all generations.
There are more than 9,700 kinds of magical iron treasures on this method, and tens of thousands of different formation patterns are intertwined..."
Monk Baoyue built a pergola with his hands and looked into the sky, pretending to be amazed:
"Such a sacred treasure can be said to be extremely rare throughout the ages, but it is just an altar carrying the Heavenly Cauldron..."
After saying this, he glanced at the princes of the Zhou Dynasty on the city wall and the old master with confusion:
"But, where is the Tianding?"
Tianding, where is it?!
Baoyue Monk's voice is neither high nor low, but it is louder than any thunder, and it goes straight into the ears and hearts of all those who feel this place, both inside and outside the city of God, and even in the lands of all realms.
Shocking and enlightening!
"Tianding..."
There was a sudden silence in the divine capital, and all the people who had been shocked by the Temple of Heaven turned pale.
They all grew up listening to the legend of Emperor Tianyu, and most of them didn't even know that the Tianding had been lost long ago.
Looking at the empty altar at this moment, everyone feels chills...
"Old Master, where is the Heavenly Cauldron?"
There was even an old man not far away shouting in grief and indignation.
"The Heavenly Cauldron is an important weapon of the country, a divine treasure that suppresses the heaven and earth. If it appears, the heaven and earth will move, and if it moves, the heaven and earth will be in chaos!"
A cold and old voice echoed, and an old man in court clothes stepped over and pointed his sword at Baoyue Monk:
"Baoyue Monk King, you alone are not enough to view the Heavenly Cauldron!"
boom!
Divine light emerged from the city, and two more people stepped out from the void. One was tall and wearing heavy armor.
There was a person with a misty breath, wearing a Taoist robe, and a long sword slung behind his back, clanking.
"'Shen Yue Gong', 'Cang Long Gong', 'Lei Ling Gong'... Dazhou's Qi is at its peak. It is clear that the country is about to perish, but there are still so many heroes!
It's a pity, it's a pity..."
Looking at Duke Zhou who was walking towards him, making the whole city cheer, Monk Baoyue also seemed to sigh,
But after just sighing, his eyes fell on Qian Cang again:
"Fellow Daoist Qian Cang, you are a rare outstanding person in 70,000 years. You should be free and easy, so why are you trapped in this desperate place?"
"Baoyue!"
Seeing that he was being ignored, God Yue Gong, who was the first to show up, couldn't help but glared angrily.
"Shenyue!"
Qian Cang's eyes turned slightly, he held down the furious God Yue Gong, and responded coldly:
"Who else is coming? You might as well show up together!"
Rumble!
As if the words were spoken, the clouds and seas of thousands of miles apart were split open by Qian Cang's words, and brilliant golden light fell on the earth.
"After all, it can't be hidden from the master's eyes!"
A heroic laughter came from above the sea of clouds, blowing away the heavy wind and clouds.
Someone looked up and saw billowing air leaking out to the ground, creating ripples. The wind rolled like waves, spreading in circles, and they didn't know how far they spread.
A real dragon loomed in the sea of clouds, but its huge shadow seemed to have covered the entire earth.
"Wanlongzhou!"
Inside and outside the city of God, all those who raised their heads after hearing the sound were trembling in their hearts. Those with high levels of practice had their expressions changed, and those with low levels of practice were stunned by the invisible dragon's power.
Wanlongzhou is one of the only thirteen four-evil spirits left in the past 180,000 years.
But I saw that the dragon boat was as big as the stars and mountains connected together. It was eighty-eight floors high. There were dragon-shaped flags and flags on each floor, and soldiers lined up.
The layers are stacked on top of each other, like the sun hanging high in the sky, exuding the aura of the majestic, majestic and sacred sun.
"Lord Qiu Long! He's actually here too..."
Fang Silong even felt his teeth were sore and his breathing was a little difficult.
In his previous life, he had seen this dragon boat more than once. It traveled across the world and killed countless strong men and evil spirits for Dafeng.
Although the Qiu Dragon King is not the leader of the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest, he is still at the top of the world. Although he has reached the fourth calamity not long ago, with the power of the Ten Thousand Dragon Boats, his strength may not be inferior to that of the Baoyue Monk King at this moment!
"Horned dragon?"
Seeing the tall and towering middle-aged man on the dragon boat, his pale face darkened:
"You managed to escape last time, and now you're in trouble again. Do you really want to die?"
"Of course I want to die."
On the dragon boat, the voice of the Horned Dragon King was extremely loud and high-pitched, but the coldness in it descended on the city of God like a cold current:
"But I just want to send the old master to die!"
Phew~
The cold wave came, seeming to freeze the wind and clouds.
"act recklessly!"
Qian Cang's eyes turned cold, and just when he was about to raise his hand, the three princes stopped him in front of him without leaving any trace.
"Old Master..."
King Shenyue shook his head slightly and turned to look at the Horned Dragon King coldly:
"King Qiu Dragon! In the past, you were trapped in the three tribulations and could not make any progress, but the old master begged Mountain Qingping to draw nine claws for you to help you break through the four tribulations!
Is this how you repay?!"
"hold head high!"
Before his voice could finish, he was interrupted by an angry roar from the Qiu Dragon Lord, with flames dancing in his eyes:
"Qian Cang, if you hadn't asked Qingping to draw nine claws for me, how could I have been unable to make any progress for ten thousand years?!"
"If you cut off my path, Qingping deserves to die, and you deserve to die even more!"
boom!
The huge dragon boat shook the sky and the earth, like stars falling, trying to overturn the earth to vent its anger.
"There's no rush!"
Qian Cang looked at him coldly. He didn't take action, but the Horned Dragon Lord had been blocked. A bright moon blocked the way.
Baoyue Monk stopped the angry Dragon Lord and still looked at Shendu City with a smile:
"Fellow Daoist Qian Cang, your formation is too slow to activate..."
The dragon master was angry in his heart, but he quickly came to his senses under the bright moonlight and stopped his momentum.
However, the violent wind that was stirred up by his movement still caused the mountains and rivers tens of thousands of miles away inside and outside the city of God to fly sand and rocks, shaking endlessly.
"You can prepare your formation calmly. No matter how poor a monk or Brother Qiu Long is, you won't take action!"
Looking at the expressionless Qian Cang, Baoyue Monk was unhurried and seemed extremely calm.
"Um?"
At this moment, not only Sangong, but also Qian Cang felt a little uneasy.
Without him, this Monk King Baoyue seemed too calm and calm.
The Heavenly Cauldron Formation is the only great formation that can suppress the Four Tribulations Spiritual Forms. Although it was activated only three times in 180,000 years, it killed six Four Tribulation Spirit Forms!
'How dare he?'
"The poor monk is here to retrieve the Thousand Buddha Pagoda Forest that was taken away by Zhou Dynasty for 180,000 years.
Second..."
The long official road flashed past the feet of Baoyue Monk, and in everyone's frightened eyes, he stood in front of the city gate:
"According to ancient legend, the Heavenly Cauldron is the first spiritual treasure of all time, and its array also has unfathomable power...
A poor monk is incompetent, so he has to weigh one or two of the weight of the heavenly cauldron!"
Call it a tripod!
Baoyue Monk's voice echoed inside and outside the city, and even seemed to echo in the Chixin State, and even in the entire Xuanhuang world.
At this moment, I don’t know how many eyes met here, as if they were waiting for something.
These glances seemed to be there, but the pressure they brought to the princes of the Zhou Dynasty was unparalleled.
What this means, no one knows...
"Not good..."
The Marquis of Sifang stood on the city wall, his palms slightly sweaty. He glanced at his son with his peripheral vision, feeling a little uneasy in the end.
He naturally has great trust in the Tianding Formation, and he is also very sure of the eyes of himself and others.
But as the saying goes, don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst.
It would be okay if the Heavenly Cauldron Formation was activated today to kill the Baoyue Monk. If not, then I am afraid that all the forces frightened by the Great Zhou would start to attack...
"Believe me now..."
Sensing his father's gaze, Fang Silong felt increasingly bitter, but at this moment, what he was thinking about was no longer how to redeem himself.
But...
"Father, something is wrong. You must stay useful..."
Woohoo~
The cold current was howling, and many practitioners inside and outside the divine capital felt their hearts tremble, and they couldn't help but retreat.
They all felt the anger and murderous intent coming from the Grand Master of Zhou...
"good!"
However, the expected thunderous fury did not erupt, and the legendary old Master Zhou with a violent temper actually nodded in agreement.
"Then, the poor monk will just wait here!"
Monk Baoyue clasped his hands together and smiled slightly.
Qian Cang had already disappeared from everyone's sight with a flick of his sleeves. When he reappeared, he was already outside the imperial city.
Even at this time, he still did not go beyond the rules of the imperial city. He entered from the city gate, passed through the gates, and arrived in front of the palace.
"His Majesty!"
Qian Cang bowed:
"Something happened suddenly. We need to activate the grand formation today! I don't know..."
quiet!
There was no response from the bedroom.
Qian Cang bowed and waited for a moment, his brows furrowed involuntarily, but just when he was about to speak again, a response came from the palace:
"Master, wait a moment!"
"call!"
In an instant, the body shape changes, and the two worlds flow seamlessly between the incarnation and the deity.
"Baoyue Monk King, leader of Thousand Buddhas Heaven?"
Yang Yu slowly opened his eyes, and through the wall, he could feel the terrifying aura like the moon in the sky.
Being multi-minded is almost instinctive for him. Even in deep seclusion, he will not miss the slightest bit of perception of the outside world.
Not to mention the huge momentum and movements of the leader of Thousand Buddhas Heaven.
Baoyue Monk.
He got up from the bath and slowly changed into his regular clothes. Yang Yu had already gained some understanding of the leader of the Thousand Buddhas Heaven.
Due to the existence of the Black and Yellow World Tree, the limit of this realm is much higher than that of other realms.
As strong as Longquan, the Baji Lord cannot live longer than ten thousand years, but in the Xuanhuang Realm, if it is completed in three kalpas, it will live ten thousand years. If it is completed in four kalpas, it can live 80,000 years.
Baoyue Seng, Qian Cang and a few other people have all lived to be close to this end.
Compared with Qian Cang, the fate of the Baoyue Monk King was even more bizarre and terrifying.
His talent is not inferior to anyone in the world, and his luck and luck even exceed it. What really makes him the number one person in Yongfo State is,
He refined the precious Moonlight King Bodhisattva who wanted to take it away!
'Refining the monk who killed the Bodhisattva and took away all his foundation, creation, rank and magical powers...'
Yang Yu's heart was touched.
Having personally experienced the Longquan Incident, he certainly knew the terror of the great supernatural power user who had come through all kinds of calamities.
Even for the Dingguang Old Buddha, it would have been extremely difficult for him to kill him if he hadn't seized his body incompletely and was distracted by the lamp-lighting ceremony.
As we all know, it is much more difficult to refine the Tao ghost within the Tao fruit!
But it is extremely difficult, and once it is refined, the rewards will be huge!
He suspected that the Baoyue Monk had not only become a spirit of the Fourth Tribulation, but also held the rank of Seven Yuans...
"Teacher Lao, you've been waiting for a long time!"
The moment he pushed the door open, Yang Yu had already seen the divine steps on the star-catching platform leading directly to the dark altar of heaven.
The steps are all made of light and contain the energy of the Zhou Dynasty and the energy of the earth beneath their feet.
If the Great Zhou Dynasty is not destroyed, it will last forever, and vice versa.
"Your Majesty must be familiar with how to open the formation..."
On the star-catching platform, I watched His Majesty climbing up the steps, and Qian Cang bowed long:
"Your Majesty, walk slowly..."
"If you want to activate this formation, I'm afraid it will cost more than just a few years of life..."
Yang Yu climbed up the stairs, sensing the texture of the formation inch by inch, and filled in his spiritual form's "Illustrated Book of Divine Weapons".
The more you perceive it, the more you can feel the majesty and terror of this great formation, and the less likely you are to believe that such an formation can be activated in just a few years of life.
He even suspected that even if the original owner did not die, all his lifespan would not be enough...
"This large formation probably contains the 'Heavenly Cauldron True Spirit Map'..."
Walking slowly, Yang Yu felt very bright in his heart.
Faintly, he seemed to be able to see endless Taoist scriptures intertwined from the altar.
It seems that once it is opened, it will radiate in all directions, fill the eight wastelands, turn the world into one, and be a terrifying furnace capable of refining all tangible and intangible things!