Yuan Shi Tian

Chapter 252

boom--

The earth cracked and the mountains collapsed, the yellow dragon soul roared, shaking thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, the ground collapsed, and cracks spread straight down from the top of the mountain.

"Old guy, I want to use my Huanglong's life to gain all your Mahayana merits. I'm just daydreaming."

The golden light barred one after another, and under the impact of the yellow dragon soul, the light gradually dimmed.The blood evil turbidity eroded, infiltrating into the depths of the mountains, and then the yellow dragon took advantage of the situation to hit it. Hit from the inside and outside, the Buddha-nature prohibition gradually collapsed.

groan!
groan!
groan!
The dragon roared for nine days, and for a moment the wind and clouds rolled. The sky and the earth changed color in shock. The majestic dragon's power was pressed down heavily, and the pressure was almost as real, making people's hearts sink.

This is only part of the cultivation of a true dragon's dragon soul, not its peak power.But only some of his cultivation levels are not comparable to those of ordinary creatures. He is almost like a resident immortal.

The intimidation of a resident immortal is not at the same level as that of an earthly immortal.

"Hahaha……"

Yougu looked from afar, and the yellow dragon in the sky roared, with a look of ecstasy on his face.

"The great thing has come true, the great thing has come true!"

The black mist rolled and rolled, and thousands of ghosts screamed and wailed. The ghost bones stood on the cliff, stretched out their arms, and roared wildly.

"Old monk, the Buddha's fruition is lacking. I want to see how you can achieve enlightenment. If the Buddha's fruit of Tathagata is destroyed, I will definitely be able to reincarnate myself in the path of the devil, and hope to reach the state of perfection of the supreme gods and demons."

"Hahaha……"

Yougu laughed wildly, and the black mist seemed to be boiling, entangled in the evolution phenomenon.

The dragon soul of the yellow dragon transformed into a middle-aged man, dressed in a luxurious dragon robe, embroidered with the image of a five-clawed yellow dragon. He was so majestic that no one dared to look directly at him.

"Humph……"

Huang Long snorted coldly, looked at Yougu who was pretending to be crazy, and said: "You will help me break the ban and be born. I will definitely repay this favor."

"It's just, why haven't you fulfilled the physical body you promised me, and the loss of the soul is not small. Could it be that you let me wander the vast world with my soul?"

Huanglong's physical body has evolved into Yunlong Mountain. As the saying goes, it is difficult to recover after flooding. Huanglong now only has one dragon soul. Although it still has some mana left, it cannot be compared with when it was in its prime.It's quite lucky to have one or two layers of magic power nearby.

Taoist Yougu smiled solemnly and said: "Long Bo, calm down. Huang Long's true body is indestructible for a hundred calamities. We can't think about it, but we can find a physical treasure raft and be driven by Long Bo for the time being. It's still no problem."

With the ruthless thinking of people in the devil's path, just one or two physical treasure rafts are really a trivial matter.

If you have to consider the bones, age, and body of the body, Taoist Yougu can easily take out one or two thousand spare meat shells.

Huang Long said softly: "I hope so!"

Although taking away the physical body is not the best method.But in today's situation, Huang Long had no other option.

He had to take it one step at a time. If he could recover his dragon body, his true body would be the best. Even if he could not recover his true body, he could still maintain the status of a top god.

Huang Long's eyes grew colder and he said calmly: "When I regain my supernatural powers, that's when Yunlong Mountain will return to its original state."

"Junior, I would like to congratulate Long Bo in advance on his comeback."

Yougu's cold and faint laughter echoed in the mountains.

…………

Bloody thunder was densely packed in the sky above the Stone Buddha Temple, and the chilling and cold lightning struck the monks' houses in the temples one after another. The bricks and tiles of the monks' houses flew away, and the roofs trembled and crumbled.

The skinny old monk sat cross-legged in the forest of the stupa, pinching the rosary beads one after another. The sound of Zen chanting Buddha echoed around his body, and there were golden Buddha lights lingering around him.

The shabby monk's robe was transformed into a golden monk's robe by the Buddha's light and nature. A round of Buddha's light hung high on the back of his head, and the seven-color precious light was brilliant, just like the Supreme Tathagata from the West came to the world and illuminated this stupa forest. It's as clear as if it were made of pure gold.

collapse--

Suddenly, a string of rosary beads in the old monk's hand suddenly burst apart, and individual rosary beads scattered on the ground.

Thunder surged between the sky and the earth, and blood-red lightning struck the top of a stupa next to the old monk.

"puff!"

A mouthful of golden blood suddenly spurted out. The old monk's face was like gold paper, and his expression was filled with shock and anger. Half of the so-called Buddha's Zen state suddenly collapsed.The Buddha's light and nature are almost like a candle in the wind, and it seems that it will be extinguished in the next moment.

The ban on the yellow dragon soul has been in harmony with the old monk's mind for thousands of years.Now that it was destroyed, the old monk suffered heavy losses immediately.

The old monk was shocked and angry: "How is it possible that this evil dragon was allowed to escape?"

"Who!"

"who is it!"

With only the last chance left, the old monk will be able to complete his merits, completely refine the Huanglong Dragon Soul, fulfill the great wish he made in the past, and realize the Tathagata Golden Body Mahayana Buddhahood.

The old monk muttered to himself, "Three thousand and six hundred years of hard work...it's all gone in one day, all in one day!"

boom--

Terrifying and astonishing Qi exploded on the old monk's body. Under this powerful Qi, the relic stupas collapsed one after another, with cracks crisscrossing them.

The three-headed and eight-armed golden bodies of Arhats shrouded the entire Stone Buddha Temple with their terrifying pressure.

"The merits of the ten directions are indispensable. Anyone who prevents me from becoming a Taoist will be killed!"

The old monk has been sitting there for three thousand six hundred years just for a chance of enlightenment.

Now that Huanglong's soul is out of trouble, this chance of enlightenment has become slim and hopeless, and the merits of the ten directions are no longer perfect. This makes the old monk unwilling.

Sitting idle for thousands of years has turned into a joke. Even the old monk's withered and lonely heart cannot bear such ups and downs.

"Uncle,"

Monk Xinming felt the old monk's earth-shattering Qi, and his face showed shock.

Compared with the golden body of the old monk Arahant, the golden body of monk Xinming, and even the golden body of the Vajra warrior evolved from the Arhat's demon subduing formation, are like sand and dust, almost ready to collapse and shatter immediately.

An old monk wearing a golden cassock walked out of the tower forest step by step. His cold eyes showed no trace of peace. On his stern face, his long white eyebrows flickered gently.

"Uncle,"

Monk Xinming remained silent, looking at the old monk with a cold and deep face.

The old monk stroked his golden cassock, with a faint golden light, and said softly: "The evil dragon has escaped, and thousands of years of hard work have been wiped out. I have disobeyed the master's instructions."

"Sin, sin!"

Monk Xinming's heart became cold and he gritted his teeth and said: "Uncle, these practitioners are causing trouble. They not only polluted the pure Buddha land of Yunlong Mountain, but also disturbed our sight and gave the evil dragon a chance to escape."

The old monk's face was expressionless, but he frowned, showing that he was not relieved.

Looking at the several tied Dongzhenzhenzhuan, Monk Xinming showed a stern look on his face, clasped his palms together and said: "These cultivators are all the root of disaster. It is impossible to guarantee that they will not be deceived by the evil dragon and cooperate with the evil dragon inside and outside." Yes. Disciple is willing to violate the precept of killing and eliminate these causes of evil one by one."

"I am willing to bear all sins alone. Even if I fall into Avici Hell, I will have no regrets physically or mentally."

The old monk's cold eyes stared at the determined monk Xinming for a long time, and said slowly: "You don't have to do this, it's not your fault."

"...The evil dragon is born, if you add sins, you should have a share."

He looked at several caves and said coldly.

Huang Long's half-step immortal cultivation level, even if only a few points are left, is not comparable to that of ordinary gods. It can be said to be a real disaster. Once cholera attacks, even big forces like Buddhism will suffer heavy losses.

"..."

Hearing this, the expressions of several cave gods changed. Although they wanted to speak, the old monk's magical power distorted Zhou Za's aura and the strong oppression nearly suffocated them. Their brains went blank, and they were unable to refute the old monk at all.

"Brother,"

A female nun in white clothes has a peerless appearance, holding seven treasures floating in the dust, and stepping on a third-grade white lotus, coming slowly, and the faint fragrance of lotus surrounds the stone Buddhist temple.

"You came,"

The old monk frowned slightly and suppressed his anger.

The female nun in white said: "Senior brother, I haven't seen him for a thousand years, but he is so old."

Although the two came from the same door and the dojo was very close to each other, they each guarded the confinement and had little contact for thousands of years.

Now that the ban has been broken, the nuns in white have no choice but to leave the nunnery.

The female nun in white said: "Senior brother, this yellow dragon soul has escaped from the ban and has made us sit useless for three thousand years. How should we explain it to our master?"

The old monk said indifferently: "What do you mean?"

The female nun in white said resolutely: "The most urgent task is not to punish these juniors of the Taoist sect, but to try our best to suppress Huanglong. Otherwise, the Yunlong mountain will collapse and the Huanglong will escape into the water of the Yellow River, causing trouble and causing cholera. One or two of its evil forces will be enough to defeat us." The golden body is shattered, the true spirit is degraded and will never recover, and it is a state of endless hell."

"This evil dragon must be closed down, sooner rather than later, and we can make up for it as much as we can."

No one knows the origin of Huanglong more clearly than these two people.

That was a powerful true dragon that was qualified to compete for the position of Yellow River Dragon Uncle. He was one of the few top dragon kings in the lineage of true dragons in the world.

The two major water veins of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River can be said to be the source of water veins in the world, just like the immortals, gods, and Buddhas.

To be able to compete for such a high position, one can imagine how powerful Huang Long is in his cultivation.

"What junior sister said is absolutely true!"

The old monk pondered for a while and said: "However, people in the Taoist sect have repeatedly bullied me and humiliated me. If I don't punish them, I won't understand."

suddenly--

After saying that, the old monk flicked his robe, and the strong wind hit the bodies of several cave gods.

The complexions of several Dongtian Zhenzhuan changed wildly, and there were crisp sounds, from all over the body, more than 100 crisp sounds, making Dongtian Zhenzhuan limp and twitching like boneless noodles.

"This old man has ruined all your muscles and bones, which can be regarded as a small punishment and a big punishment."

The old monk spoke without hesitation, his eyes were calm, and he didn't care at all about some hateful glances, like a breeze blowing on his face.

There are [-] bones in the human body. Except for a few bones in the skull, all the small bones from the head and neck cavity were beaten into powder under the old monk's sleeve.

The so-called path of spiritual practice is to dig out all the treasures within a person's body.Therefore, the muscles, bones, skin, meat, internal organs, and internal organs of a human being are all indispensable.

However, the old monk used subtle techniques to shatter the bones of these true disciples, directly cutting off these people's path to practice, but did not harm these people's lives.

Unless there is a Celestial Immortal Patriarch who can exert great magical power, or there is a Celestial Immortal Treasure Medicine that can rejuvenate people's muscles, bones and blood, otherwise these people will be useless.

The old monk put his palms together and said, "Amitabha, that's good, that's good."

"The two Taoist disciples have been in our temple for a long time and have been among the monks and novices. Could it be that our temple is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, allowing these two Taoist disciples to hide their traces like this?"

Monk Xinming reacted immediately, stared at the monks, clasped his palms together, and shouted: "Hey, you are hiding in my temple to plot evil, you are going too far to deceive others."

Hundreds of warrior monks looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Namo Amitabha, you two Taoist disciples, shouldn't I ask the old monk to invite you two to come out?"

The old monk's gaze was fixed on a corner.

"It is unbelievable that a powerful and powerful Buddhist man is not sitting on a lotus platform in the five pure lands of the five directions, enjoying the incense and offerings of sentient beings, but instead he lives in this small mountain. It is really unbelievable."

Xun Shaoyu walked out from the crowd of monks step by step. The magic of transformation disappeared quietly the moment he opened his mouth.

The old monk's white eyebrows twitched and he said: "I am too lazy to talk to you about this sharp-tongued junior. There is no peace in Yunlong Mountain. Although it is not your fault, you still have to bear three-thirds of the blame."

"Whether you admit this guilt or not."

"I don't recognize it!"

Su Haoyue, with a calm face, slowly walked out of the monks and faced the questioning of a great Arhat.

"We cultivators, we have freedom in the world, but we just came to Yunlong Mountain. Are we going to be accused of an 'unwarranted' crime?"

The old monk said lightly: "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth..."

Xun Shaoyu felt a headache as he stroked his sword. This stone Buddhist temple was like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, plus an unfathomable old monk.Although he has the swordsmanship to refine swords into silk and the magical power of Five Thunder Heavenly Hearts, he still cannot escape from the old monk's hand.

Even if he joins forces with Su Haoyue, facing a person who is above an earthly immortal cannot be shaken by a few human immortals.

suddenly--

The old monk waved his sleeves, and the monk's robe rolled in the wind, creating waves of air.

Although this layer of air wave was just a casual blow from the old monk, the force contained in it was enough to break the two men's muscles and bones, and destroy their immortal bones.

"Master teaches me,"

Xun Shaoyu screamed in surprise, the yin and yang differentiated in his eyes, he stepped on the steel pole to fight, recited the mantra of the great road, and five thunders brewed in his palms.

Su Haoyue frowned, raised her jade hand, and her fingertips changed in an instant, turning into a true seal seal.

The air waves rolled and rolled, and the tyrannical power was released. The Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Zhengfa was instantly annihilated, and the True Seal Dharma Seal was immediately broken.

Xun Shaoyu's face flushed, his energy and blood boiling, and he took several steps back. Each step left an inch-deep footprint on the stone floor.

"Master, since you have already taken action once, I doubt you will bully the small one again."

Xun Shaoyu said in a deep voice, with energy and blood rushing all over his body. Although the old monk was casual, he faced this blow with great effort.

"Bold, how dare you disrespect my uncle."

Monk Xinming was furious, Zhou Za's stick monk pointed his stick at Xun Shaoyu and Su Haoyue one after another.

The old monk was concerned about his seniority, but the angry monk Xinming might not have many scruples.

"Master, the matter has come to this, what can I do?"

"Now that the matter has come to this, even if we both give up our Taoist practice, what else can we do? Apart from adding a few more powerful enemies and venting the bad energy in our chests, what else can we do?"

(End of this chapter)