Taoist students

Chapter 1884 The Half Ancestral Realm Monk Standing in Line
"Moo!"

But there was a loud elephant roar.

Then there was a loud bang.

In the next breath, the Wuzhi Mountain covering Dongfang Mo's head was lifted, allowing him to see the light again.

At this time, he found that the Eight Diagrams Boiling Pill Stove had come out of the old man's hand, and the old man staggered back as if he had been hit hard.

In the process of this person retreating, a pure white lotus flower appeared out of thin air and wrapped him up.

The buds of the originally blooming lotus began to shrink, as if to imprison the old man in it.

Following that, Dongfang Mo smelled a faint fragrance.This fragrance made him feel a little familiar.

Suddenly he thought of something, only to hear him say in a deep voice: "Jinglian Dharma King!"

From the roar of the elephant, the lotus covering the old man, and the fragrance of the lotus that he smelled, he has already judged that it is the King of Pure Lotus who has rushed to this place.

Back then, he abandoned his physical body and tempered his soul. Logically speaking, the lotus in his body should have disappeared long ago.

Now that the other party can appear here, most likely, like the old man, he used some method to find the place where the vortex of his law origin is, so he came here specially to wait for the rabbit.

"Buzz!"

With the shaking of the old man's body, the lotus flower, which turned from void to reality, from blooming to wrapping, was directly ignited. The seemingly ordinary yellow flame burned the whole lotus to ashes in an instant.

Then the figure of this person also stood still in mid-air.

"Amitabha!"

Only a sound of the Buddha's name came.

The old man looked up, and saw directly in front of him, an old monk with a thin figure but dressed in a colorful cassock, sitting cross-legged on a lotus flower platform, coming slowly from the front, and finally suspended in the sky He is hundreds of feet away.

And in the middle of the two of them was Dongfang Mo's Eight Diagrams Boiling Pill Stove.

In a short time, two half-ancestral monks appeared at the same time.But Dongfang Mo Song was relieved that the arrival of Dharma King Jinglian did not seem to be to deal with him.

Of course, it is also possible that these two people regard him as fat, and they are just fighting for it right now, and they don't want him to fall into the hands of the other party.

As soon as he thought of this, he saw Dongfang Mo's figure leaping up from the Eight Diagrams Boiling Pill Stove and hovering over the treasure.

At the same time, he also discovered that the old man's use of the power of space had reduced his size dozens of times before, so the opponent looked like a giant in his eyes.

At this moment, the power of space around him disappeared, and Dongfang Mo also returned to its normal size.

After appearing, he turned his head and looked behind him, and then he saw Dharma King Jinglian sitting cross-legged on the lotus pedestal.

The person he saw today was no different from what he had seen in the past.Still very thin, still unsmiling.

But what made Dongfang Mo's attention was that at this moment, on the left and right sides of King Jinglian, there were still two figures standing respectfully.

The one on the left is an old man.

Although this person had changed into a monk's robe and cassock, and had his head shaved, Dongfang Mo recognized him at a glance. He was obviously one of the people who had been selected as a hand-picked person at the Buddhist ceremony.

And the one on the right side of King Jinglian is a nun holding a wooden fish.

This woman looked extremely young, and even though she was wearing a yellow black dress, she still couldn't conceal her figure with plump buttocks.

But looking at this woman's appearance, Dongfang Mo still felt familiar. This woman was Xuelian.

The blood lotus was originally transformed from a lotus seed of the lotus flower that accompanied the Dharma King Jinglian back then. It is not surprising that he can follow the Dharma King Jinglian now.

Another thing that attracted Dongfang Mo's attention and surprise was that there was an astonishing mana fluctuation not far from him.

The old man's green ox, and Jinglian Dharma King's white elephant are fighting together at this moment.

The white elephant raised its front hoof and stepped down high.

And the green bull raised its curved horns with a cry.

"Oh!"

Under the blow of these two spirit beasts, the power of law around them was aroused, creating ripples, followed by a gust of wind.

With one blow, the two spirit beasts were evenly divided, and they collided again in the next breath.Then began a fierce fight in the entire world of laws.

"Jinglian, you're here too!"

Regarding this scene, the old man turned a blind eye after standing still, looking at the Dharma King Jinglian in front of him at this moment, and spoke in an indifferent tone.

"Benefactor, I haven't seen you for many years, so don't come here to be safe."

While speaking, Dharma King Jinglian rolled the rosary in his hand all the time.The blood lotus beside him was beating the wooden fish.

He also turned a blind eye to the scene of the white elephant fighting the green bull not far away.

After finishing speaking, Dharma King Jinglian looked at Dongfang Mo and nodded to him.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo nodded slightly.Although I don't know the purpose of Dharma King Jinglian's visit, but I still have to do enough superficial skills.

"Jinglian, you don't understand the rule of first come, first served."

At this time, I heard the old man speak again.

But after hearing his words, Dharma King Jinglian said indifferently: "If the poor monk remembers correctly, the benefactor never seems to have any rules."

"That being the case, let's see who has the ability."

The moment the voice fell, the old man grabbed Dongfang Mo in front of him from a distance.

An invisible big hand condensed with the power of law immediately grabbed Dongfang Mo.

But at the critical moment, Dharma King Jinglian waved the rosary in his hand to the front.

Immediately, the rosary spun and whizzed away, and finally, just as the big invisible hand was about to grab onto Dongfang Mo's body, it wrapped it around Dongfang Mo's wrist.

In an instant, the invisible big hand could not move at all.

But as the old man grasped hard, the rosary that imprisoned him began to tremble, causing circles of ripples to appear in the surrounding space.

Next, the two of them seemed to be playing a game, and the big hands and rosary beads they controlled were at a stalemate in mid-air.

Dongfang Mo under the big hand, the space around him was frozen, and he was also unable to move at all.

This made him grit his teeth, and his face was full of anger.

The game between Dharma King Jinglian and the old man was not short, a quarter of an hour passed, and there was no sign of it ending.

In this quarter of an hour, Dongfang Mo seemed to have spent decades or hundreds of years.

But at this moment, a black lacquered iron door appeared behind Jinglian Dharma King. After the iron door was swung open, a black tide gushed out, and then disappeared from midair.

But the rosary that imprisoned the invisible hand turned into a pitch black color.

Following this, the mana on the object fluctuated greatly, and under a sudden contraction, there was only a sound of "bang", and the invisible big hand that had condensed mana suddenly collapsed.

The old man at the back stepped back again.

After this person stood still, he looked at the iron gate behind Jinglian Dharma King, and finally his face became a little ugly and angry.

In charge of the eighteenth level of hell, the first treasure of Buddhism, even if he is also a Dzogchen monk in the half-ancestral realm, Dharma King Jinglian is the first to be invincible.

He is no match for the other side.

Following the move of Dharma King Jinglian, the rosary slowly flew back and fell into his hands, and at the same time, the color of the object returned to light yellow.

Looking at Dongfang Mo at this moment, he finally relaxed.

At this moment, the old man raised his head in response and looked in a certain direction.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo followed his gaze.Then I saw the third figure coming swiftly, tearing apart the power of the law, and appearing here.

This person is an old Taoist in a blue Taoist robe. On the chest of his Taoist robe, there is also a pattern of an ancient tree. The person who came is Qingfeng Wuhen.

As soon as Fang appeared here, when Qingfeng Wuhen saw the situation before him, he was a little puzzled at first, but then, when he looked at Dongfang Mo, there was an unconcealable excitement on his face.

"Jinglian, it seems that the situation is not good for you now!"

After Qingfeng Wuhen arrived, he heard the old man say again.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo's eyes showed a hint of thought, wondering what these people meant.

"Amitabha!"

As soon as the other party's voice fell, they heard the Buddha's name again.

Then an unusually handsome young monk appeared out of thin air from the side of King Jinglian.Dongfang Mo recognized at a glance that this person was Dharma King.

Seeing Dharma King appear, the old man and Qingfeng Wuhen couldn't help frowning.

What made the two of them even more somber was that shortly after Dharma King appeared, a pink light emerged from a distance and came slowly.

After approaching, I saw that it was a pink skeleton wearing a light veil.

This pink skeleton is the last of the three Dharma Kings who sat down besides Jinglian and Bodhidharma, and was nicknamed the Heartless Dharma King.

This unfeeling Dharma king is not well-known, and he is even more low-key than Dharma Dharma king, so few people know about it.

This woman was a Taoist couple with Dongfang Yu back then, and she was another bloodline ancestor of Dongfang Mo.

The three great dharma kings of the Buddhist sect have now gathered together.

Five semi-ancestral Dzogchen monks appeared at the same time at this moment, and they were divided into two camps depending on their posture.

Dongfang Mo was in the middle of the five of them, and at this moment he swallowed dryly.

He glanced at the black and white swimming fish, perhaps he could only have a chance to escape if he got the consciousness of the original vortex of the law and immediately broke through to the semi-ancestral realm.

When he thought of this in his heart, he saw Qingfeng Wuhen and the eyes of the old man, and looked in a certain direction again.

Immediately, even the eyes of the three Buddhist kings looked over.

I saw a man dressed in a dragon robe with star-like eyes striding forward. This man was Dongfang Yu.

Not only that, at this moment, breaths emerged from all directions.

A big man from the Yinlei tribe came with a flash of thunder. This man was the ancestor of the Yinlei tribe who was half-ancestor in the demon clan.

Coming with him, there is also an ancestor of the Jinjiao clan with a comparable cultivation level.

A huge banyan tree, after the roots spread, the body also rolled in.This is a half-ancestral Dzogchen monk from the Wood Spirit Tribe.

"Wow Ka Ka Ka Ka..."

In a burst of wild laughter from far to near, a huge white shadow sitting on a skeleton throne shot towards him.

This is a Mingzu monk, and there are two green flames burning in this person's eye sockets.Gu Ya, one of the five venerables of the Mingzu, also came.

After the bone tooth appeared, the other four Mingzu venerables appeared at the same time.

One of them was wrapped in white flames, and it was Old Lord Bai Yan.

There is also a red armor, holding a bloody spear.In the eye sockets, there are still black flames burning.

The third person is shrouded in a robe, making it difficult to see his true face.

The last person looked like an ordinary Mingzu monk, except for the extremely hollow eye sockets, there was nothing unusual about it.

Next, Dongfang Mo also saw three men and one woman, four half-ancestors of the Yinluo tribe, three men of the Yeling tribe, and three big men of the Suoyu tribe.

These people, without exception, all exude the aura of the great perfection of the half-ancestral realm.

As time went on, more people came.He saw the half-ancestor of Sima's daughter, and also saw a middle-aged man with black scales all over his body. This person was from the Nightmare Clan.

I also saw some very strange half-ancestral monks of foreign races, there were more than ten people.

After these people appeared, they surrounded him.

But if you look carefully, you can still find that they are faintly divided into two camps.

On one side stood Dharma King Jinglian, and on the other side stood the old man and Qingfeng Wuhen.

To his surprise, everyone's stance seemed to have nothing to do with their own ethnic group.For example, Gu Ya stood on the side of King Jinglian, while the other four venerables of the Mingzu stood on the other side.

Although he had the power of Dongfang Yu's bloodline back then, the other party also stood by the old man's side.

Although the daughter of the Sima family, the half-ancestor, was regarded as an enemy by him, she stood on the side of Dharma King Jinglian just like Gu Ya.

More than forty semi-ancestral Dzogchen monks are now divided into left and right sides, and Dongfang Mo is sandwiched between them.

Just the oppression brought by everyone's breathing made Dongfang Mo feel breathless.

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