In front of the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the river, countless streams of water filled with dragon's breath spread out and suddenly turned into a huge wall of water, intercepting Zhou Yi.
On the water wall, transparent dragon shadows were floating around, puffing out clouds and blooming red clouds, all staring at Zhou Yi indifferently.
"Amitabha, if I had known this, why would I have asked the young monk to be the master in the first place..."
Zhou Yi's heart suddenly moved.
He opened his eyebrows and raised his eyes, broke through the water shadow dragon formation, and looked into the depths of the Dragon Palace.
In a side hall, the dragon girl Li Jiuniang was sitting on the crystal couch with her knees in her hands, bored.
Several strong clam women were guarding every corner of the palace, serving her tea and water, and there was no shortage of fine clothes and food.
But at the entrance of the palace, there was a sealing formation, confining Li Jiuniang in this side hall.
"Let me tell you, why didn't you come out to greet the young monk? I thought you were in a mood, but it turns out you were grounded."
Zhou Yi turned his eyes again, searching for a familiar scent and exploring the other side of the Dragon Palace.
In the canyon at the bottom of the river, ancient stone pillar candlesticks are burning with ice-blue flames. Under the brilliance, huge skeletons can be seen everywhere, some look like dragon bones, and some are monsters that look like dragons but not dragons.
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In the center of these giant skeletons, there is a blood-stained bronze execution platform. On the execution platform, a long black dragon is being hung high by a dragon-binding rope, undergoing the torture of thunder and fire whip bones.
The familiar aura just now came from that ferocious-looking black dragon.
"Is it Long Zi Ao Chen? Is he being tortured?"
A hint of gloom arose in Zhou Yi's heart, and he vaguely guessed what was going on.
Last autumn, I accidentally met Pingjiang Jun and Ao Chen in Guangyuan County. By accident, I became a notary in the battle between dragon and monkey.
The people who made this agreement were Pingjiang Jun and Ao Chen, who represented Nanjiang Dragon Palace.
I had doubts at that time. Ao Chen didn't even report back to Dragon Palace before appointing a notary. I always felt that it was a bit hasty.
Looking back now, Ao Chen simply decided to be the notary public first and then to report later.
Since Lord Pingjiang also recognized him, Long Palace had no choice but to direct all his anger on Ao Chen.
But why did Ao Chen do this?
Zhou Yi's gaze penetrated into the depths of the dragon soul, and a memory turned into small black characters and floated past his eyes.
After a while, Zhou Yi whispered the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Ao Chen, Ao Chen, it turns out that you are also a madman who protects your sister."
Most of the reason why Ao Chen did what he did in the first place was because of Li Jiuniang.
Although Li Jiuniang did not want to marry Jinghe Xiaolong, her marriage was decided upon when she was born and could not be changed.
Later, Ao Chen mistakenly thought that Li Jiuniang was in love with a certain monk, and that monk happened to be a mysterious master who could make Pingjiang Jun not dare to be rude. Ao Chen had an idea and killed him first and then played it, making the monk the notary of the Dragon-Ape War.
According to the ancestral training of the Dragon Clan, to become a war notary, the Dragon Clan must meet three conditions.
In Ao Chen's mind, only if the monk becomes a notary can he have a chance to save Li Jiuniang from this bad luck.
The price was that he had to return to the Dragon Palace every hour and endure half an hour of torture for three years to punish him for making arbitrary decisions.
"If I want Li Jiuniang not to marry Jinghe Xiaolong, why not just do what Xiaoseng did and attack Jinghe Xiaolong? As for going through such a big circle? How stupid."
Zhou Yi withdrew his gaze and shook his head slightly, feeling that this crazy dragon who protected his sister had been tortured for several months in vain.
At this time, a cold voice came from the depths of the Dragon Palace.
"That monk, our Dragon Palace did not invite you."
As the sound rang out, the dragon's breath contained in the wall of water in front of him rose again, turning into a mountain of ten thousand meters of water, forcing it towards Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi smiled lightly: "Amitabha, there is something wrong with what Long Jun said."
He stretched out a finger, and the golden light floated on the fingertip, hitting the huge dragon shadow water mountain.
The health-preserving power transforms into a huge Buddhist magic power and strikes out.
boom!
The mountains of water were torn into pieces and scattered.
The entire Dragon Palace at the bottom of the river shook.
There was a hint of anger in the voice deep in the Dragon Palace: "That monk, are you here to cause trouble? Although you are powerful, our Nanting Dragon Palace is not a place where you can do whatever you want!"
Many gods of mountains and rivers who came to the banquet, experts in martial arts, including overseas immortals, also pointed at Zhou Yi and made evil remarks.
Although the monk was highly skilled and famous as a demon-slayer, the Nanting Dragon Palace was the only place in the entire Middle-earth that could compete with the Chaos Alliance.
Today, there are so many experts from outside and outside the country who have been invited by the Dragon Palace to come to help with the boxing. Naturally, they will not let a monk do whatever they want.
Waves of powerful aura emerged from the Dragon Palace hall and surged towards Zhou Yi.
There are gods of mountains and rivers with a strong scent of incense.
There are strange-looking overseas strangers.
There are also a small number of masters of Chinese earth magic.
"Since the Dragon Palace doesn't welcome you, why are you so shameless?"
"I heard that the great virtuous monks of the past were all quiet and inactive masters. You are so violent, how can you look like a Buddhist in the slightest!"
"Monk Wu, you do have some abilities, but with so many of us here tonight, how can we just sit back and watch you do whatever you want!"
"Trespassing to the Dragon Palace without permission and taking demons as servants, how can you look like a Buddhist in the past! I advise you to take care of yourself and don't lose the face of Buddhism!"
Each and every one of them made righteous and stern speeches, and they were so heroic.
Those powerful auras turned into huge transparent arms, intercepting him in front of the Dragon Palace, rejecting Zhou Yi at the bottom of the jade steps.
The faces of the three demon king boys changed drastically, they bared their teeth and looked fierce.
Zhou Yi's expression was neither salty nor bland, with neither sadness nor joy on his face. He clasped his hands together and whispered the Buddha's name.
Then he smiled and said: "The young monk had already planned to leave, so it's okay if the notary didn't do it. But then he thought about it, it was you, Dragon Palace, who didn't keep his promise. He was always busy, broke his words and gained weight. What's wrong, young monk? Since he's already here today, he said with a smile.
, if you, Nanjiang Dragon Palace, don’t give you an explanation, you will never leave.”
The sound came from far away.
Like bells in the morning and drums in the evening, they echo in everyone's ears.
Regardless of whether they were masters of Chinese earth magic, gods of mountains and rivers, or foreigners from overseas, their expressions changed, and their hearts stirred up a huge uproar.
"Is he the mysterious notary?"
"Is it true? The notary is actually a monk! Unbelievable!"
"If he is a notary, why is the Nanting Dragon Palace so unwelcoming? Isn't it strange?"
At this time, the voice deep in the Dragon Palace sounded again.
"The original candidate for the notary public was the unscrupulous Long Aochen, who made the decision without our consent. This matter should be treated as a misunderstanding. You forcefully accepted three demon boys from my Dragon Palace sect. I
I won’t argue with you anymore, just think of it as compensation for you. You can go."
Zhou Yi laughed loudly: "Misunderstanding? It has been more than half a year since the notary was appointed to today. If there is really a misunderstanding, why didn't you clarify it earlier? If you insist on delaying it until today, don't you deliberately embarrass the young monk?"
While talking, Zhou Yi stepped forward, climbed the steps, and walked towards the Dragon Palace.
When the three Demon King boys heard that the Dragon Lord treated themselves as objects and gave them away at will, they were all furious. They all transformed into their original shapes, like three hills, protecting Zhou Yi behind him.
"Monk! Stop!"
"He actually took the demon king with him on a trip. He is indeed a demon monk!"
"Everyone, you must not let him enter the Dragon Palace!"
More than half of the hundreds of experts who came to the banquet cast their spells and detected their auras, rushing towards Zhou Yi like a violent storm.
Zhou Yi pinches the treasure vase seal with his hand.
He walked on the towering jade steps that looked like a mountain road, but he seemed to be strolling in another space. He was surrounded by the long river of yellow spring transformed by the meaning of the law. None of the nearly a hundred auras and mana that came from the Dragon Palace could touch him.
The body, before getting close, fell into the long river of hell.
In the blink of an eye, he had walked through the long steps and arrived at the square in front of the palace, just like strolling through a courtyard.
The experts who were invited to help out looked embarrassed. Many of them could no longer sit still and flew out, using their own magic techniques to try to stop Zhou Yi.
Although those experts are all at the real-person realm, because they hold magic weapons and talismans, most of their auras have broken through the real-person realm and are comparable to those of immortals.
Dozens of people, who were comparable to immortals, took action at the same time. The scene was spectacular and the momentum was soaring to the sky. For a time, the river tide was rolling and the current was turbulent. It not only stirred up whirlpools in the waters of Nanjiang River, but also caused changes in the sky, with turbulent winds and clouds.
Stars and Moon.
"The Buddha said it is not the body, it is called the great body."
In the square, Zhou Yi whispered the Buddha's name, put his palms together, and made seals in his hands.
A golden Bodhisattva statue rose up from in front of him. In an instant, it became as big as a majestic mountain. It stretched out a thousand arms, each made a hand seal, and released a bright golden light, which hit the besieging experts from all walks of life.
The Seventy-Two Mahamudra of Buddhism - Thousand Arms Dharmakaya Seal!
A thousand long arms, a thousand giant palms, like mountains falling from the sky, directly smashed the dozens of experts who jumped out to the ground.
The violent breath was instantly extinguished.
Except for the muffled hum, there was no sound in the Dragon Palace.
The faces of the masters lying on the ground were filled with disbelief, the faces of the masters of Zhongtu Shu Dao who had not taken any action were shocked, and even Master Yunhua and the elders of Tianshi Dao, who thought they knew Zhou Yi thoroughly, were filled with horror in their hearts.
As for the young disciples who followed the masters of their own sects and came to the Dragon Palace to see the leader, they found it an eye-opener.
They looked at Zhou Yi with shock and admiration in their eyes, and they all thought to themselves, no wonder this person can become the notary of the Battle of Nanjiang. The battle has not even started yet, and they saw such a bustling scene. It was indeed a worthwhile trip!
"Amitabha."
Zhou Yi looked around at everyone and said with a smile: "What you said just now is indeed correct. The young monk is indeed not the kind of Buddhist monk you knew more than 20 years ago."
As soon as he finished speaking, four true dragon auras rose from the depths of the Dragon Palace.
The four Dragon Lords who presided over the Dragon Palace finally appeared.
The Four Dragon Lords are all genuine titled Jiedu Envoys, which are similar to the wandering immortals. If they transform into real dragons, their auras can be compared to the peak of the Titled Jiedushi Envoys.
The dragon's roar filled with anger echoed up and down the Dragon Palace, echoing in the distance, like the roar of thunder, and could be heard in the river area thousands of miles away.
"No matter what kind of monk you are, if you don't eat the toast today, you will be fined with wine. If you dare to offend our Dragon Palace, you will die!"
In an instant, four middle-aged men with majestic appearance and extraordinary temperament crossed the Dragon Palace and appeared above Zhou Yi's head.
boom!
Four waves of coercive pressure descended from the sky, pressing on Zhou Yi.
Facing the power of the dragon's breath from the four Jiedushi Dragon Lords, Zhou Yi finally felt the long-lost pressure and couldn't help but stop.
Above the Dragon Palace, the four Dragon Lords secretly exchanged glances, and they could all see the surprise in each other's eyes.
It would be impossible for any of the titled Jiedu Envoys to withstand the combined pressure of their Four Dragon Lords.
But the monks in front of the Dragon Palace were motionless, like Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, which was simply terrifying.
If they had known how powerful this notary was, they would not have been as rude as before.
It's too late to think about this now.
You can only tear your skin apart.
The four Dragon Lords were thinking about strengthening the pressure of the Dragon Breath, when they saw that the temperament of the monk beneath them suddenly changed.
A shadow of a sword flashed in the monk's eyes.
The majestic sword rhyme rose instantly and shrouded the sky above the Dragon Palace, but it was more fierce than the previous sword rhyme, with murderous intent reaching the sky.
The expressions of the four Dragon Lords all changed, and they instinctively turned into dragon shapes.
A brown dragon, a green dragon, a yellow dragon, and a white dragon.
The four true dragons exhaled at the same time, turning into flames of feng shui, thunder and fire, trying to block the terrifying sword energy.
The rhyme of the sword vibrated, but it awakened a certain being deep in the Dragon Palace who had been sleeping in seclusion.
From the cave in the deepest part of the Dragon Palace, an ancient, deep and extraordinary dragon roar came from the cave.
"Senior monk, please wait! Four scoundrels! What are you doing!"
A purple dragon shadow nearly a thousand feet long, with electric eyes and bloody tongue, and red scales and fiery mane, caused thousands of thunders, snow, rain and hail, and suddenly crossed the Dragon Palace and appeared in the square in front of the palace.
At the same time, Zhou Yi's Buddhist sword energy swept out.
The whole body of the purple true dragon exudes the aura of thunder, rain and snow, and changes into thousands of forms. The purple aura is dense and dense, protecting the Dragon Palace and the Four Dragon Lords. There is anger in the eyes, and the mouth is especially scolding: "Things who don't know whether to live or die!"
Obviously it was not directed at the monk in front of me.
The sword energy slashed down, and waves of golden light and purple energy collided.
Boom!
The entire Nantingjiang Mansion was shaking violently.
Arrays guarding the Dragon Palace were automatically formed one after another, but were destroyed in a blink of an eye.
Hundreds of masters and their disciples hid in the Dragon Palace, spinning magic weapons and talismans, and felt a long-lost fear in their hearts.
"It's the Earth Immortal..."
"The Earth Immortal Level True Dragon Ancestor of the South Courtyard Dragon Palace!"
"It is indeed alive."
"Is the monk also an earthly immortal?"
I don’t know how long it took, but the huge earthquake, like the bottom of a river collapsing and mountains shattering, finally slowly subsided.
In the shattered Dragon Palace Square, Zhou Yi retracted his sword finger with a calm expression on his face.
Opposite him, stood an old man in purple robes. His arms under his sleeves trembled slightly, then returned to calm.
Behind the old man, the four Dragon Lords looked pale and bloodless, and their eyes were full of horror.
If the ancestor hadn't taken action at the last moment, their Four Dragon Lords would probably have only four dragon skeletons left.
What made them even more frightened was that the ancestor also secretly activated the dragon soul defense formation, and with the help of the formation, they were able to barely withstand the monk's sword.
Buddhism has been destroyed, but where did this Bodhisattva come from?