Gou Zai Xian Qin Lian Gui Cultivation Immortal

Chapter 143 Shadow Destruction
South County, Zuixian Tower.

Since Ziweixing's vision, the business of this Zuixian building has become more and more prosperous, and a large number of outsiders come here every day.

After careful observation, these outsiders are not weak warriors, and the leader even faintly exudes a powerful aura of the upper third rank.

At this time, in the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, a figure was sitting on the lotus platform, wisps of white mist rose from the lotus platform, and the fairy air was dense, like an ethereal fairy palace.

In the hollow carved tallow window, specks of sunlight fell on He Hongyao, making her look even more sacred and inviolable.

There are a total of 36 people in the room, all of whom are at least third-rank powerhouses.

If this power erupts completely, it will be enough to run across the Eastern Desolate states.

After everyone took their seats, the maids in white gauzes brought out plates of dishes on delicate porcelain plates.

The maid kept busy, serving a total of [-] dishes in a quarter of an hour.

These dishes involve cold and hot dishes, soups, platters, etc., which can be described as all-inclusive.

Every dish is suspended in the air, full of precious light, full of light, and rich in inspiration.

Just preparing materials in advance and collecting spiritual materials is not a simple matter.

It is very difficult to gather these spiritual materials, and it is even more difficult to perfectly exert the effect of the spiritual materials.

There is only one spirit chef in the entire Zuixian Tower who can do this, and he specializes in supplying spirit food for Zuixian Pavilion, which is why Zuixian Pavilion is so popular.

The host of this banquet is the shopkeeper of Zuixianlou, He Hongyao, the saintess of the White Lotus Sect.

"You are all the pillars of my White Lotus Sect, at least the White Lotus Sect members who control a whole state."

"Some time ago, Ziwei star appeared, and everyone here knows what it means. The birth of the new emperor is an opportunity for my White Lotus Sect to flourish again."

"I also ask you to send people to search for the new emperor immediately, and then join the new emperor's command, use the new emperor's luck to strengthen yourself, and even occupy the magpie's nest."

He Hongyao sat on the main seat, his cold eyes swept over everyone, and he spoke eloquently.

"The saint's plan is very clever. Once it succeeds, not only will the strength of my White Lotus Sect increase by leaps and bounds, but it will also allow us to truly walk in the sun."

"No longer need to hide and hide, and live the days of being hunted and killed by the Xianqin Dynasty and the Zhengdao factions."

A middle-aged man dressed as a wealthy businessman spoke slowly, his face flushed with excitement.

If it was possible, who wouldn't want to live a bright and aboveboard life and be admired by countless people!

Who would want to be a bedbug hiding in the dark, terrified all day, for fear of being crushed to death by someone!

Especially those White Lotus believers who are undercover in the major forces. They have enjoyed the warmth of the sun, and they are not willing to sink into the darkness.

As the people present continued to speak enthusiastically, He Hongyao's plan of "Dove Occupying the Magpie's Nest" naturally became more perfect.

For a while, everyone was drinking and drinking, enjoying the delicious food and wine, and it was a scene of joy and harmony.

In the room below, the atmosphere on the wine table was even more lively.

For the members of the middle and lower classes of the White Lotus Sect, they have never eaten in such a high-end restaurant, and they have never tasted such delicious food.

At this moment, the Eight Suffering Buddha led many shadow legions, moved through the shadows, and came to the reflection of the Zuixian Tower.

"Shadow Demon Realm, now!"

Following the Eight Suffering Buddha's loud shout, an invisible wave spread out, enveloping the entire Drunken Immortal Building.

Looking from the outside, the entire Zuixian Tower is still brightly lit, a bustling scene.

But in fact, the space where Zuixian Tower is located has been isolated and pulled into a shadowy space.

One after another shadows flashed, setting off endless slaughter.Wherever the shadow passed, only dry and decayed corpses were left, and the essence of Qi and blood was directly absorbed.

Soon, the shadow Taoist soldiers reached the 36th floor and arrived outside the Zuixian Pavilion.

"No, enemy attack!"

He Hongyao frowned slightly, and a cold voice suddenly sounded.

After saying that, she took a step forward, and slowly stretched out her bare hands covered in snow-white clothes, and slapped down towards the door.

Layers of jade light emerged from the jade palm, as if it was the most beautiful moonlight, and a terrifying power that was extremely cold permeated out.

This power contained an endless chill, as if it came from the terrible chill of the soul.

Under the shroud of this chill, the whole body and soul were instantly frozen, extinction of all vitality.

Dozens of shadow Taoist soldiers were frozen on the spot, then shattered into countless fragments, turned into powder, and dissipated invisible.

Even with the reminder of the red medicine, everyone in the Zuixian Pavilion still did not escape the fate of death.

These people's cultivation bases are not weak, they are all strong in the upper third stage, and their perception is extremely keen.

But in the face of the targeted attack by shadow soldiers and the assassins who came out of the shadows, they were still somewhat caught off guard.

Especially the three first-rank powerhouses were specially targeted.

One was targeted by the Eight Suffering Buddhas, and he killed it with a single palm without causing any splash.

One was directly attacked and killed by a first-rank shadow Taoist soldier, passed through his body, devoured all the essence of qi and blood, and died.

One was held in place by the joint efforts of four second-rank Taoist soldiers, and the moment his whole body froze, he was pierced through the heart by a long sword and died.

The other second-rank and third-rank powerhouses were all assassinated by shadow soldiers of the same rank, and fell directly on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, only He Hongyao survived in the entire Drunken Immortal Building.

"father!"

He Hongyao let out a mournful cry, her long hair fluttered without wind, her beautiful eyes were as red as blood, and her whole body was filled with murderous intent, as if she was real.

No matter how many members of the White Lotus Sect died, He Hongyao didn't care, they were all cannon fodder anyway, and they died when they died.

But He Jiuxiao is different, that is his own father, they have depended on each other for decades, and they have a deep affection for each other.

A soul-piercing chill gushed out from He Hongyao's body and spread towards the entire Zuixian Tower.

Hundreds of Shadow Dao Soldiers had no time to form an formation, they were directly frozen, and then blown by the dark wind, turned into countless fragments and dissipated invisible.

A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the Buddha of Eight Sufferings. This was the first mission assigned by His Majesty, and the shadow Taoist soldiers under his command lost hundreds. This was undoubtedly a slap in the face for him.

Although these Taoist soldiers can be resurrected in the shadow space after death, the inspiration and resources required for resurrection are not a small amount.

Yizun's personality that regards money as his life and is as high as the sky will definitely not give him a good face.

Thinking of this, the eight bitter faces of the Eight Suffering Buddhas became more bitter, and the eyes were also filled with murderous intent.

"Almsgiver, life is suffering, why not take refuge in my Buddha..."

A series of Zen sounds full of refuge sounded, and the Eight Suffering Buddha directly displayed the Purdue Zen sound, intending to perform the task of salvation.

"Noisy!"

He Hongyao directly visualized the Madonna of the White Lotus, and a sense of purity and ease permeated the air, and the sound of Purdue Zen was instantly broken and disappeared into nothingness.

He Hongyao gained power and relentlessly slapped out another palm, a terrifying chill permeated the air, and slapped the Eight Suffering Buddha's chest.

"Buddha of Infinite Life, Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss!"

The Eight Suffering Buddha put his hands together, recited the Buddha's name, protected his body with golden Buddha light, and his precious appearance was solemn.

One side of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss manifested in the Buddha's light, and many Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Vajras worshiped and chanted sutras in unison.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, showing the vastness of Buddhism, transcending the sea of ​​suffering, not staining the world of mortals, and not invading by ten thousand dharmas.

The terrifying chill submerged into the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, as if it was about to freeze the entire Pure Land world.

A ray of Buddha's light circulated, and the terrifying chill disappeared in an instant.

Then, the Eight Suffering Buddhas slapped out with one palm, and hundreds of millions of Buddha lights gathered like water, condensing into a huge Buddha palm.

In the palm of the hand, there is a mysterious "卍" Buddha seal, which continuously rotates in the palm, bursting out one after another Buddha's light.

Numerous Zen sounds continuously echoed around the Buddha statue, surrounded by countless figures of Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and King Kong, chanting sutras loudly.

A vast coercion continuously radiated from the Buddha's hand in all directions, making people feel that they could not resist at all, and unconsciously gave birth to a feeling of surrender.

All living beings in the Eight Suffering God Palms are suffering!
The golden Buddha's palm collided with He Hongyao's jade hand, the surrounding void collapsed on the spot, and the entire Drunken Immortal Tower collapsed.

The Buddha's palm and the jade hand were in a stalemate for a moment, He Hongyao's arm was broken, her whole body was blown away, and she spit out a mouthful of blood.

The Buddha of Eight Sufferings slapped out with one palm again, rolling towards He Hongyao with the eight sufferings of birth, old age, illness, and death.

He Hongyao's heart was beating wildly, a sense of crisis that he had never felt surged into his heart like a tide, and the strong breath of death covered the altar with dust.

Danger!

Extremely dangerous!

He Hongyao could feel that this palm had a terrifying lethality to her body and soul.

Move up, you must not stand still!The strong breath of death made He Hongyao's eyebrows twitch wildly, and there was a silent roar in her mind.

The "Visualization of the Virgin Mary of the White Lotus Becoming God and Immortality Method" in the body was running crazily, and the terrifying divine thoughts kept rolling in the sea of ​​consciousness, condensing a picture of the Virgin Mary of the White Lotus.

As soon as the picture of the Virgin of the White Lotus appeared, the eight bitter moods were instantly eliminated, and the pressure on the body disappeared instantly.

He Hongyao got up slowly, stepped out with one step, and clapped out with plain hands, a layer of jade light appeared on the jade hands, as if it was the most beautiful moonlight.

An icy cold pervades the air, exuding a chill that freezes the soul, as if even the void is frozen by it.

The Buddha's palm and the jade hand collided together, bringing out bursts of violent collision sounds, and the burst of destructive force wiped out every inch of the void.

After only a moment of stalemate, the Buddha's palm and the jade hand were annihilated at the same time, and they were evenly matched.

"The Holy Mother of the White Lotus, God descends!"

With a thought in He Hongyao's mind, the picture of the Virgin Mary of the White Lotus in the Sea of ​​Consciousness suddenly dissipated and merged into He Hongyao's body, causing the aura around her to surge wildly, and a white lotus imprint appeared on her forehead.

Impressively, one could see the white lotus imprint on He Hongyao's forehead flickering, and a sacred and strange white lotus appeared in front of her.

This white lotus is as substantial as it looks, no different from a real magic weapon. A trace of cold air is naturally transmitted, and the surrounding temperature drops suddenly.

Vaguely, a layer of ice crystals could even be seen flickering, and a terrifying chill permeated the air, freezing the world.

After the white lotus appeared, she didn't stay there, and instantly turned into a bright stream of light and went away through the air.

Bai Lian drew a mysterious trajectory in the void, and quickly moved towards the suppression of the Eight Suffering Buddhas.

In the dark, a terrifying force descended from the void and blessed the white lotus.

The white lotus is connected to the void, and the continuous flow of inspiration from the heaven and the earth gathers. With the help of the mighty power of the heaven and the earth, it has infinite supernatural powers.

All I saw in the void was a huge white lotus bearing the majesty of heaven and earth, suppressing the Eight Suffering Buddhas.

The Eight Suffering Buddha saw that the eight bitter faces froze at the same time, and waved his palm again, condensing a sky-covering Buddha palm.

It is the Eight Suffering Buddha Lamp of the Eight Suffering Palms!

In the Buddha's palm, a golden Buddha lamp suddenly appeared, surrounded by hundreds of millions of Buddhas faintly, emitting bursts of Zen sounds.

Countless mysterious scriptures revolve around the Buddha lamp, and the meaning of the eight sufferings permeates, infecting the world, and the whole world exudes all kinds of bitterness.

The Buddha lamp and the white lotus collide continuously, the purifying light and the Buddha light of the eight sufferings are entangled and intertwined, and the meaning of the eight sufferings is purified.

Sensing that the Eight Suffering Buddha Lamp had fallen into a disadvantage, the Eight Suffering Buddha slapped again without any hesitation.

The vast Buddha's light gathers and turns into a golden golden sea of ​​suffering, boundless and boundless, covering the sky and the poles, with no end in sight.

In the sea of ​​suffering, endless evil ghosts sink into it, suffering from birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment, parting from love, not being able to ask, and the blazing five shades, trying to pull all sentient beings into the sea of ​​suffering.

It is indeed the Purgatory of the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness in the Palm of the God of Suffering!
As if being stimulated, the white lotus shot out a brilliant divine light of purifying the world, directly shattering the Eight Suffering Buddha Lamp, turning into Buddha light and dissipating in the void.

Immediately afterwards, the white lotus turned into a stream of light, rooted in the sea of ​​bitterness, constantly absorbing the artistic conception of the sea of ​​bitterness, and becoming more crystal clear.

The white lotus planted in the sea of ​​bitterness, emerges from the mud but is not stained, washes the clear ripples but is not demonic, and the divine light is more sacred and peaceful.

It can be seen that the divine light of purifying the world emitted by the white lotus became more and more brilliant, and even faintly suppressed the strange power contained in the divine light.

"Shadow Dao Soldiers, form a Vajra Subduing Demon Formation!"

The eight faces of the Eight Suffering Buddhas became more and more distressed, with a few bitter tears streaming down their eyes, and said eagerly.

But he felt that his origin was being crazily absorbed by that white lotus.

No matter how many methods he adopted, he couldn't cut off Bailian's power of absorption.

If it continues, his origin will be completely devoured and refined by Bai Lian, and his body will die.

At that time, even if he could be revived through the Shadow Demon Realm, he would still be a useless person without the slightest cultivation and needed to be reincarnated.

This is undoubtedly unacceptable to the Eight Suffering Buddhas. It is better to gather the power of all the shadow soldiers and fight to the death.

The golden Buddha light flickered one after another, turning into countless Buddhist scriptures, linking the breath of the Eight Suffering Buddhas and many shadow Taoist soldiers together, turning them into a large array of Vajra Subduing Demons.

The white lotus trembled suddenly, branching out into countless rhizomes.

Among them, the thickest main stem plunged into the sea of ​​consciousness of the Eight Suffering Buddhas, while those tiny roots took root in the sea of ​​blood of many shadow soldiers.

"Buddha of Immeasurable Life! The Holy Mother of the White Lotus, she is extremely mysterious, and the poor monk is not wronged!"

The Eight Suffering Buddhas clasped their palms together again and recited the Buddha's name. A sense of relief flashed across the eight pairs of eyes full of endless bitterness.

After a cup of tea, the Eight Suffering Buddhas and all the origins of all the shadow soldiers were absorbed and refined by Bai Lian, and they were annihilated.

A wave of original power poured into He Hongyao's body, abruptly transforming this body into a white lotus body, filled with immortal energy, and a breath of gods and demons diffused out.

(End of this chapter)