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Chapter 785: Immortal Oath Master, Bodhisattva of Great Wish

"Ho!"

The huge waves roared and rolled, drowning Qixian who was trapped in the air by the fire lotus.

He was soaked all over, and his neatly groomed hair was now sticking to his cheeks.

But this middle-aged man seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand. His breathing was heavy, his chest heaving violently, his eyes were almost popped out, and he stared straight ahead as if he had seen a ghost.

Although Qixian is a third-rank Daluo Immortal, he is always by the side of the Emperor, and his eyesight is unmatched by that of ordinary cultivators.

The aura that just burst out from the white-robed monk was so powerful that it had surpassed many elders in the sect. I'm afraid that only a top Golden Immortal like Qing Guangzi could possibly compete with him.

This person is by no means an ordinary Mahadeva Bodhisattva. No matter which Mount Sumeru he comes from, he must be a person who holds great power and is deeply trusted by the True Buddha.

Such a strong man actually took a huge risk and ran to a place so close to Beizhou to carry out such a shameful act of ambush.

This incident itself is horrifying enough.

But at this moment, Qixian actually saw this Great Freedom Bodhisattva being blasted down from the sky in such a miserable state!
"You...who are you?"

He raised his head and looked up at the sky. His throat was burning and his voice was as soft as a mosquito's.

In an instant, a majestic figure slowly stepped out of the turbulent universe. His entire body seemed to be made of white jade, without a speck of dust on it. Behind him was a slowly rotating jade wheel, and the swaying ribbons swept away the clouds and mist, and golden light sprinkled on the devastated swamp like drizzle.

After just one look, Qixian felt a stinging pain in his eyes, and a strong sense of oppression swept over him, as if he was looking directly at a world that had transformed into a human form.

The vast lake was undulating, and the Green Fire Lotus Platform resurfaced on the surface like a small boat, as if it would be swallowed up again at any time.

The Venerable Jingshi raised his arms with trembling hands, put his palms together again, quickly stabilized his body, and raised his head to look up at the sky.

Both Dao patterns were flowing in it, he could see it clearly, there was no falsehood at all.

In the vast Bodhi religion, no one knew that there was a new Mahadeva Bodhisattva in the religion.

"The King of Immovable."

The Pure World Bodhisattva chanted it again in a low voice, his face trembling slightly. His Buddhist heart, which was as solid as a rock, gradually began to loosen.

The flame on the green lotus became weaker and weaker.

It's not because of fear.

Although it seemed that he suffered a loss just now, the main reason was that Venerable Jingshi was fighting with the same ideas as those used to deal with immortals. After the short stick was blocked, he was startled by the sudden appearance of the Taoist pattern and lost his mind for a moment.

The real big problem he encountered was in his path.

Just as the fire that purifies the world's filth was burning, the other party suddenly turned into a Mahadeva. When the filth was no longer filth, the fire that purifies the world began to waver.

The slight twitching began to spread throughout his body.

Veins gradually popped up on the beautiful hands of Master Jingshi, and his pupils couldn't stop shrinking.

"No, your heart is not in Mount Sumeru. You are not a Bodhisattva. You are just a demon who used tricks to sit on the lotus platform."

"You have tarnished the Buddha's light of our religion, and you deserve to be suppressed for eternity!"

The white shirt on the monk's body billowed up wildly, the redness on his skin became more and more obvious, and the whole person looked as if he was being scalded.

The green lotus under his seat also began to burn, as if to evaporate the entire swamp. The green color on the lotus platform began to slowly fade, and under the burning of this pure flame, it gradually turned into a transparent colorless jade lotus.

Until with a puff, his pupils turned into two rising white flames.

The Venerable Jingshi loosened his clasped palms and took out the short stick again. The moment he clenched it with his five fingers, golden scriptures flashed on the black stick.

"Conquer the devil!"

He raised the stick high, as if to smash it down on the person's head.

A huge shadow appeared behind him, like a giant pillar supporting the sky, pressing down towards the white jade creature in the sky.

"..."

Shen Yi stood in mid-air, with the scriptures on the shadow of the giant pillar falling like a waterfall, forming a prison around him, shaped like a gauze, but indestructible.

He stretched out his right palm, clenched his five fingers, and a dark golden Zen staff gathered in the palm of his hand.

The next moment, under the majestic and angry eyes of the Pure World Bodhisattva, the white jade body disappeared from the spot.

The monk caught a glimpse of the water surface out of the corner of his eye and was immediately shocked to see that in the lake, which had not yet completely returned to calm, it was now covered with black lines as thin as mist. It was like a terrifying mouth that was ready to devour people, which was frightening.

He reacted quickly and turned around and hit back with the stick.

However, a Zen stick had already been swung over, and before the Bodhisattva of Pure World's arm fell, it hit him hard in the face.

Click!

It was not until this moment that the Bodhisattva Pure Land understood the true meaning of the four words "Acalanatha".

The immense force caused his cheekbones to collapse instantly, and his lips were torn apart, with blood plasma flying everywhere. This was the skin he had formed after entering the Heavenly Dao, but it looked so fragile under the Zen staff.

The Master of Pure World let out a low roar, but even though he was injured, he continued to swing the short stick as usual.

However, the next moment, four white jade hands suddenly grabbed his arms and shoulders and pressed him tightly on the lotus platform.

Shen Yi looked indifferent and swung his stick again.

The heavy staff fell down and smashed the monk's knee fiercely.

Hit the mouth first, then the legs.

The pure fire from the colorless jade lotus rushed back violently, and in just a moment, Shen Yi's flawless white body was burned red.

By the time the flames tried to wrap around the white jade object, he had already disappeared into the underwater black fog again, holding his Zen staff.

While the Pure World Bodhisattva was adjusting his Buddha's mind, the Jade Void Universe quietly enveloped every corner of this vast swamp. In other words, as long as he was in this universe, Shen Yi was everywhere.

"Ho! Ho!"

The Venerable Jingshi also apparently reacted. He collapsed on the jade lotus. Without even having time to wipe the blood off his face, he quickly flew into the air, away from the inky black swamp below.

The fruition entrusted to the Way of Heaven shone with brilliance, and the calamity power accumulated in it poured in along the veins of the great road he had walked in the past, quickly repairing his skin.

After a moment, the monk staggered to his feet, supporting himself on his knees which were still bloody but had barely healed.

He gasped and looked around, no longer as calm as before.

To be honest, the other party's Yuxu Universe Dao Fruit can barely be considered top-notch among all the Golden Immortals. After all, for the immortals, having room for maneuver makes it easier for them to display various magical powers and spiritual treasures. However, after all, they need external assistance and are definitely not the best.

That's why Venerable Jingshi rushed in at the first opportunity. It was not a rash act, but a way to not give Shen Yi time to prepare.

It was clearly an extremely correct decision, but who could have imagined that what came out of the black cloud was not a magic array or spiritual treasure, but a Dharma body of a Bodhisattva in the flesh.

If you want to deal with this kind of Bodhisattva, you need to trap and kill him using various means, and never fight him head-on.

But now, coupled with this universe, it once again blocked the thinking of Venerable Jingshi. For a moment, he felt a little confused and didn't know how to deal with it. He could only take precautions first.

"..."

At the same time, Shen Yi looked at his red arm. Just by being licked by the pure flame, he showed signs of being burned and melted.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the monk in the distance whose injuries were rapidly improving.

It turns out that the power of robbery can be used in this way.

No wonder a group of golden immortals have jumped out of the two worlds, but are still obsessed with the imperial energy of the mortal world.

When it comes to fighting, it's all about who has deeper foundation.

The path to heaven achieved by practicing both the immortals and the travelers is certainly powerful. Even if the Buddha treasure suffers a loss, he can still suppress a long-established Bodhisattva of Great Freedom. However, if a stalemate occurs... he, who has only been able to release more than 200,000 kalpas in his Dao Fruit, will obviously suffer a great loss.

In this case, withdrawing is obviously the best option. But if this Bodhisattva who knows so much goes back to Nanxumi, his life may be saved, but it will be difficult for him to continue to participate in this catastrophe.

With great difficulty, they were able to intervene in the affairs of Dongzhou, which caused a big dispute between the two religions.

Although he didn't know how long it would take to rebuild his skin, even if it was three to five months, it would be enough for him to do many things.

Thinking of this, Shen Yi slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, a hint of coldness flashed in his pair of pupilless white jade eyes.

next moment.

A white shadow suddenly emerged from the dark clouds again.

The dark golden Zen staff chopped straight towards the bald head of the white-shirted monk.

But after all, Venerable Jingshi has been in the world for so many years and has rich experience. He suffered a great loss before because he did not understand the situation and was caught off guard. Now that he is prepared, how could he fall into the same pit twice?

He suddenly looked up, raised his hand and swung out the string of Buddhist beads, which tightly caught the Zen stick that suddenly attacked him.

Then scriptures also appeared on his white shirt, and his sleeves were lifted up, blocking Shen Yi's sight.

The Venerable Jingshi swung the short stick again and smashed it towards the opponent's shoulder without mercy.

The second-level fighting method is all about calculation.

This time, it was obvious that Jade Universe Immortal was anxious, which meant that he had won a game.

"..."

But at this moment, there was no joy on the face of Venerable Jingshi, but his expression changed slightly.

In a situation where it was obvious that he was going to be at a disadvantage, the person in front of him had no intention of retreating. Instead, he simply withdrew his hand, let go of the Zen stick, and walked straight towards him.

"Do you think you can scare this poor monk?"

The Venerable Jingshi had seen everything, so how could he fall for such a trick?

A ferocious look flashed across his eyes.

Victory is victory, defeat is defeat, every sip and bite has its destiny. As long as you understand everything clearly, why would you be afraid?

In an instant, the short stick fell on the shoulder of the white jade creature, but it failed to smash the body into pieces as Venerable Jingshi had imagined. Instead, it only left cracks all over its shoulder bones and chest.

The next moment, a heavy punch fiercely smashed the jaw of Master Jingshi, and then four big arms slammed into his body.

With a deafening roar, the monk flew backwards along with the lotus platform under his seat.

After finally steadying his body, Venerable Jingshi looked ahead with some fear. The power of the Immovable King was really astonishing to him.

In the case of a mistake, he suffered a loss at the hands of the Buddha's treasure, but he was still able to force himself to suffer a serious injury.

Barbarian!

The Venerable Jingshi touched his broken jaw, stood up with a trembling body, and grasped it casually. He saw that the Zen stick that previously belonged to Shen Yi was now covered with Buddhist beads and was firmly held in his palm.

After taking back the Buddhist treasure, he felt relieved. If the other party was unwilling to give up this body, he should turn around and flee now. As long as he got into this situation, he had plenty of means to suppress this beast.

Before the Venerable Jingshi could finish his thought, his eyelids twitched again.

Shen Yi rubbed his shoulders twice, and not only did he have no intention of escaping, he did not even mobilize the power of calamity to repair his body. He raised his eyes slightly and his figure disappeared again.

This madman... Venerable Jingshi felt the wolf-like gaze and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Without thinking, he turned around and swung out his Zen staff, and sure enough, he was met with six heavy punches.

Even if one possesses the power of immortality, no second-grade cultivator would squander the calamity power that he has accumulated with great difficulty like this.

If this happens two more times, the cost of repairing the Dharma body alone will almost be equal to the last time it was reshaped.

Besides, the other party didn't give him any room to make amends at all!
The Venerable Jingshi finally had the idea of ​​backing off. This boy did not care about gains and losses at all. He was not like the ordinary Golden Immortals and Great Freedom Bodhisattvas at all. It was as if he had no brains.

He flew backwards, summoned the fire of purification, and forced the white jade creature to stop.

But he did not take the opportunity to withdraw, but turned his head to look at the half-dead figure in the air: "You have heard a lot of things just now. I will send you back. You should know what to do."

Before he finished his words, the flame that bound Qixian turned into a lotus again. Not only did it not hurt him, but it carried him up.

Qixian originally thought that he was doomed today, and never expected such a change to happen. He immediately replied in great joy: "Please rest assured, Bodhisattva, I will definitely expose the true face of this beast in the sect."

After saying that, he lay on the lotus platform in a panic and rushed straight out of the lake.

"..."

The white jade creature slowly stepped out of the flames, its cracked body turning slightly red.

He looked into the distance.

Qixian seemed to feel that gaze and turned back in horror, but saw nothing.

The moment he withdrew his gaze, he suddenly saw a pair of slender and agile legs in his pupils. He looked up with trembling eyes and met a pair of jade-like eyes without pupils.

"Senior Yu Yu... you know... I, I am a walking officer under the Emperor..."

A muffled sound, and the begging for mercy came to an abrupt end.

Shen Yi lifted his right foot out of the broken skull and looked in the previous direction again.

The Pure World Bodhisattva looked at him indifferently. During this time, he had already poured the calamity force into the wooden fish in his palm. The next moment, the wooden fish became seven or eight feet tall. He sneered and walked in through the gap.

In an instant, the huge wooden fish went straight through the sky, and in almost the blink of an eye, it was about to fly out of this dead and silent world.

This wooden fish is a Buddhist treasure that has been tempered by the Pure World Bodhisattva since he entered the second rank. It has now completed eight tempering steps. Although it is not a weapon to fight against enemies, its protective effect is reassuring.

With this thing, it would be easy for him to return to Nanxumi. There was no need to waste his energy here fighting with that kid.

Through the wooden fish, the Venerable Jingshi saw the dark clouds in the sky chasing after him relentlessly.

Not only was he not panicked, but there was even a fleeting hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Along with the sound of breaking through the air, a white rainbow shot out from the black cloud like an arrow, hitting the wooden fish repeatedly, but was easily bounced off as expected, as if it was tickling, which was very funny.

The immortal sword that has been tempered three times?
The Venerable Jingshi finally couldn't hold back and swallow the blood plasma in his throat, and he laughed out loud. If he could die from this kind of thing, he would rather not reshape his body to avoid embarrassing himself in the world.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a soft sigh coming from the dark clouds.

Finally willing to give up?
The Venerable Jingshi looked upwards and realized that his return would mean a catastrophe that the other party would never be able to escape.

Just as he was about to look away, he faintly heard a clear voice coming from the clouds again.

"Peace in the world."

The Bodhisattva of Pure World was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt something strange.

The thick clouds in the sky seemed to suddenly stop and no longer chase him, but the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

"Save the common people."

It was another murmur, neither loud nor soft. It was not full of heroic spirit, but more like a hint of helplessness. However, it pierced the monk's ears like thunder.

His face was numb and he stared straight ahead.

The black clouds gathered and turned into a tall figure. The young man stood calmly in front of the wooden fish. The blood jade hanging on his neck swayed slightly. The blood color spread like magma to the entire gorgeous black dress. The red and black long gown was casually lifted up, adding a bit of cold murderous intent to the Taoist who looked like a banished immortal.

Shen Yi held the Wuwei Sword at an angle, looked at the Pure World Master seriously, and said with his thin lips: "Protect the world."

The moment these four words fell, thunder pierced through the blue sky, the sky suddenly turned white, and a roar shook out.

When the thunder faded away, everything in heaven and earth was quiet, leaving only the long howl of the magic sword in his hand.

(End of this chapter)