Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 792 Seventy-two Caves of Golden Immortals
The sudden all-out counterattack by the Three Immortals Sect brought about earth-shaking changes in the situation in the entire Dongzhou.

But as early as when Mahadeva Lotus Pearl Bodhisattva took action to kill the junior Chu Xi, Mount Xumi had anticipated this scene, but he did not expect it to come so suddenly.

The great monks of East Xumi began to communicate with their fellow disciples in the other two continents a long time ago.

As time passed, the Arhats measured the mountains and rivers with their feet, and the Bodhisattvas' lotus platforms flew around, turning the clear sky into a boundless lotus pond.

They arrived in Dongzhou one after another.

The order of the catastrophe should have been to first break through the Divine Dynasty, then establish immortal temples and Buddhist temples to govern the refugees. After all this was completed, the disciples of the two major sects would display their magical powers and compete for the supreme position of the Immortal Emperor.

The winner will be able to allow the great religion he represents to take a more active position in the division of incense from now on.

It can also be regarded as a gentleman's agreement made between the Bodhi Sect and the Three Immortals Sect.

But now there seemed to be different changes. Even Nanzhou had not been broken, and the Divine Dynasty had not collapsed, but the whole process suddenly jumped to the last step.

Disciples of the two sects gathered in Dongzhou one after another, with the vague intention of directly determining the superiority of the two sects here.

In this situation, Miaoyin Bodhisattva could no longer sit still.

He had worked very hard before to stand up for his fellow disciples, and had finally built up a reputation by being the first to do so. He had a chance to surpass several senior brothers who were stronger than him and complete the task of unifying Dongzhou.

If things had gone on as normal, even though he was under house arrest and needed to stay out of the spotlight for a while to avoid angering the Three Immortals Sect too much, his contribution in getting rid of Chu Xi, a major threat to the Bodhi Sect, was real.

As long as he waits until the storm has passed and comes out again, he will still be the leading senior brother who expelled those immortals in the eyes of his fellow disciples.

Who would have thought that the counterattack of the Three Immortals Sect would come so quickly.

At this moment, Miaoyin Bodhisattva sat cross-legged on the top of Foshan, looking at the many fellow disciples gathering below. He hesitated for a moment, and a bit of fierceness appeared in his eyes.

He has not left Dongxumi recently, but he has heard about the deeds of Master Taixu.

As the saying goes, people of the same kind understand each other better.

The seven-tempered immortal sword, coupled with the fact that he had stepped out to kill a group of Bodhisattvas and Arhats, all showed that this person was almost exactly like himself, with a strong master's background, but he was lacking in himself and needed the support of fame, so he had to be the first to step out.

Of course, even though he knew that the other party was strong on the outside but weak on the inside, he didn't want to confront such a person unless it was necessary.

but now……

Monk Miaoyin narrowed his eyes slightly. Not to mention how his fellow disciples would view him if he showed any intention of retreating, he really needed an excuse to come out again, lest the monks from the other two continents gain the upper hand.

"I see."

He slowly stood up and turned to enter the temple.

In the temple, a skinny old monk was sitting on a cushion. He had ten holes on his brows and eyes, which happened to be shaped like a lotus pod, so he was named Lotus Bodhisattva.

"Master, I want to go down the mountain." Miaoyin Bodhisattva lifted up her clothes and knelt in front of the old monk.

"..." The Great Freedom Lotus Pearl Bodhisattva opened his six pairs of eyes and looked at the little monk in front of him lovingly.

The relationship between a master and his disciple is like that between a father and his son. He certainly knows what his disciple is thinking. Although the True Buddha said that his mountain cannot be moved for the time being, looking at the disciples living at the foot of the mountain, this is clearly what everyone wants.

It’s just a seven-tempered spiritual treasure. Could it be that I can’t afford it?

He extended his hand and gently stroked the top of Miaoyin Bodhisattva's head, then took out a purple gold bowl and placed it in the other's hand: "Go, don't worry, Master will take care of everything."

Although this seven-times-tempered purple gold bowl is his protective Buddhist treasure, it is after all just a dead object. Instead of keeping it with him, it is better to hand it over to his disciple and let it shine again.

If something unexpected happened, it wouldn't be the first time that I had used too much force, so what would be wrong with repeating the previous incident in Nanping Prefecture?

……

Lotus platforms emerged from Mount Sumeru, numbering at least thirty or fifty.

The sound was so magnificent that it turned the auspicious clouds in the sky yellow.

Led by the Bodhisattva Miaoyin in the front, countless golden arhats strode forward, like a group of ferocious beasts in human form, and they headed straight for Nanping Prefecture while the earth was shaking and the mountains were trembling.

Under the counterattack of the Three Immortals Sect, the Bodhi Sect had not organized such a terrifying battle for a long time.

When the Buddha's light enveloped Nanping Prefecture again, it was daytime, the sun was high in the sky, but the sky was plunged into a dark dimness.

The thick Buddhist clouds were like huge waves, rolling and crashing towards us, as if the entire sky was pressed down by thousands of feet, making it hard to breathe.

In the thick clouds, images of Bodhisattvas towering above the heavens appeared one by one, their outlines gradually becoming clearer. Many huge faces, majestic and cold, looked down on the world from the sky.

These terrifying giants tightly surrounded the city of Nanping Prefecture. Under their feet, fully armed Arhats poured into the city like a torrent.

The lotus platforms fell one after another, and the Bodhisattvas on them all glared angrily at the great hall in the city.

"..."

Xiang Ming and the others reacted and their faces suddenly changed, with deep fear in their eyes.

They thought that the Bodhi Sect had been silent for a long time and must be planning something big. They also knew that if this group of monks wanted to retaliate, they would most likely target Senior Brother Taixu, who was the most prominent.

But until I saw the Buddha clouds all over the sky, my heart couldn't help but tremble twice.

There must be a limit to using the majority to bully the minority.

With such a big fuss, do you really think there is no one in the Three Immortals Sect?

But the previously favorable situation has now become the most fatal weakness. The anger ignited by Senior Brother Taixu himself has made many fellow disciples blood-thirsty and occupied most of Dongzhou. It also caused them to need to guard the Taoist temples and scatter in four places, so it is impossible for them to gather together at once.

"Brother Taixu, let's go first!"

The female disciple who was rescued earlier, now tightly grasped her sword. Even though her heartbeat was deafening and her cheeks were slightly red from nervousness, she still stood at the door of the hall, as if she was determined to defend the door to the death.

Xiang Ming and the others said no more and all used their magic weapons.

After this period of recuperation, they have all recovered most of their skills.

"You slaughtered so many of my fellow disciples, and now you want to leave?"

The Bodhisattvas looked gloomy and ferocious on their faces: "Now that Senior Brother Miaoyin has come out of the mountain, he wants you, a bunch of evil beasts, to pay for your blood debt with blood!"

"Tsk."

Even Miaoyin Bodhisattva was a little surprised. He knew that his fellow disciples had suffered a lot in recent days, but he didn't expect that the resentment had become so strong.

If he could eliminate these resentments, his reputation would surely soar again, even to the point where no one could shake it.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the purple gold bowl in his hand, looked back at the hall, and said indifferently: "The fight between the two sects was originally to compare our abilities. My original intention was to save the world, but you acted so cruelly and had the posture of a demon. Don't blame us for slaying the demon."

As the voice echoed, the faces of several Three Immortals Sect disciples were gloomy, but they had no intention of arguing with him.

They have long been accustomed to the shamelessness of these bald donkeys.

In full view.

A thin figure walked out of the hall slowly. Facing the dim sky, the tall figure looming in the clouds, and the golden arhats all over the ground, he seemed a little lonely with only three or five disciples by his side.

"Brother, don't pay any attention to them. As long as we have the green mountains, we will never have to worry about having no firewood."

The scene before him was so similar to what happened to Senior Brother Chu Xi at that time, except that compared to before, the more powerful one now was the Three Immortals Sect.

Xiang Ming and others held magical instruments, intending to escort Senior Brother Taixu out. As long as they could avoid today's disaster, they could follow suit and overturn the temple of these monks.

"..." Shen Yi pretended not to hear and just looked at the head of the Bodhisattvas.

The next moment, he casually drew out the Wuwei Sword.

A crisp clanging sound was heard.

No words were needed, this action alone was enough to completely anger all the Bodhisattvas in the sky.

Such contempt and arrogance reminded everyone of the day when the other party massacred Nanping, leaving no one alive among the thousands of monks.

If this man's immortal sword is not broken and his Dao fruit is not shattered today, the Bodhi Sect might as well stop participating in any great catastrophe and just hand over the four continents directly.

"You look a lot like Chu Xi."

Miaoyin Bodhisattva raised her palm to suppress the indignation of her fellow disciples and chuckled: "I hope you can still maintain your pride when you die."

In addition to the purple gold bowl in his hand, his confidence also came from the promise made by his master before he left.

The more powerful this Master Taixu is, the more beneficial it will be to him.

In an instant, he waved his hand, and the purple gold bowl fell down instantly. It was not much bigger than a palm, but it was like three mountains and five peaks crashing down at the same time.

As soon as he let go, the whole city of Nanping began to shake violently.

Several disciples of the Three Immortals Sect had not yet recovered from the other party's rage over mentioning Senior Brother Chu Xi, when they instantly felt the Dao Fruits in their bodies emit a sharp wail.

They had seen Monk Miaoyin in action before. Not to mention defeating Senior Brother Taixu, he could even suppress Senior Brother Chuxi. How could he have such terrifying power as he does now?

Obviously, the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta added a lot of background to it.

"Everyone, the time to avenge your fellow disciples is now."

Miaoyin Bodhisattva knew very well that True Lord Taixu was also highly regarded by his master, and his background could not be too bad. She did not want to get entangled with him, so she gave him a gentle reminder while making her move.

In an instant, all the Bodhisattvas surrounding, including the densely packed Arhats under their feet, all offered up golden rivers and poured them into the bowl.

Xiang Ming and his companions felt their heads swelling and splitting under the Buddhist sound, and even their souls showed signs of collapse.

At this moment, Xuan Shang's figure did not avoid or give way, but took a light step forward.

In an instant, the entire Nanping City stopped its turmoil and became unusually peaceful.

Several disciples of the Three Immortals Sect were stunned for a moment, and then their faces showed surprise. This was the magical power of the Shangqing lineage. Even without relying on the Wuwei Sword, relying solely on this pure world, Senior Brother Taixu could not only save his life under this bowl, but also protect the entire city single-handedly.

Such a level of cultivation can probably be considered as the pinnacle among the many geniuses who have reached the ninth level of transformation!

"..."

The Bodhisattvas also noticed that the bowl's descent slowed down, but compared to the Three Immortals Sect disciples, they did not look at Shen Yi. Instead, they instinctively raised their eyes and looked around.

Monk Miaoyin had clearly guessed something. After a brief pause, a look of determination appeared on his face.

“No effort left!”

He let out a low roar, and led a group of Bodhisattvas, without holding back at all, pouring all his power into the bowl.

At the same time, a skinny big hand came across the sky, and with a sneer, it casually grabbed the bowl and smashed it back.

boom!
Monk Miaoyin was caught off guard and was hit hard on the chest by the bowl. His whole body was almost torn apart and he flew backwards from the lotus platform. In just a breath, his tendons and bones were broken and he became limp all over.

Fortunately, an invisible hand held him up, thus avoiding a tragic death.

“Cluck…cluck…”

Monk Miaoyin twitched slightly. He felt his master's action of relieving him of the force, but he didn't understand why the other party didn't come forward.

He tried to raise his head and look up at the sky, and then his pupils dilated rapidly.

I saw that the dim clouds had become clear again at some point, and an old man riding a cloud was looking at me calmly. Next to him was another young man with a nervous face.

What really frightened Monk Miaoyin was that all the monks around him dared not even breathe...

It was the auspicious clouds that appeared one after another behind the old man.

On top of each white cloud stood a Taoist, until they occupied the entire vision of the monks.

They have a sage-like demeanor and a calm expression.

Compared with these existences, the so-called grand ceremony deliberately created by the Bodhi Sect seemed so ridiculous.

"Seventy-two Caves of Golden Immortals..."

Monk Miaoyin finally understood why his master refused to show up, because standing in front of him... was the entire Three Immortals Sect!

He never dreamed that one day he would be able to see so many famous giants at the same time. He didn't even dare to take out the bowl embedded in his sternum and could only close his eyes trembling.

"I'm old, and I can't hold back my strength for a while."

Xuanweizi looked into the void and smiled lightly.

Wherever he looked, there was no sign of any ripples. The Great Freedom Bodhisattva hiding among them did not even dare to show his face.

Li Shan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the young man in front of the hall below.

There was a hint of envy in his eyes, but not jealousy.

Under such circumstances of being attacked by everyone, the elders of the sect actually arrived in time and happened to see the chief disciple who remained fearless in the face of danger and even tried to protect his fellow disciples.

This is a great opportunity, but not everyone has the courage to take it, at least not everyone dares to step forward.

Senior Brother Taixu is not alone... At this moment, standing behind him are all the Golden Immortals of the Three Immortal Sects. Even if all the great monks in East Xumi except the first-rank monks came in person, they would have to retreat!
"laugh."

Xuanweizi was too lazy to pay attention to the bald donkey who had huddled up in retreat, and glanced towards the hall below.

Even though his disciple Li Shan was right beside him, he couldn't help but feel a bit of envy in his eyes when he saw the upright figure of Taoist Xuanshang.

How could Junior Brother Lingxu deserve to have such a disciple?

The calm scene of drawing the sword just now showed the strongest backbone of the Three Immortals Sect.

Chi Yunzi remained silent, just staring at Shen Yi deeply.

The rest of the immortals were also filled with emotion, but Lingxuzi was the only one who was breathing rapidly. He repeatedly warned this kid not to cause trouble. Although he had become very famous today, if he made even half a step wrong, the future of the Lingxu lineage would be ruined.

At this moment, facing the envious looks from many fellow disciples, he could only force a smile to hide the unhappiness in his heart.

"Let's go to Dongxumi for a stroll."

Xuanweizi withdrew his gaze and looked straight into the depths of Dongzhou.

First, a great monk showed disrespect for his elders and killed Chu Xi from Chiyun Cave. Now, as soon as his group arrived in Dongzhou, they saw this scene of the majority bullying the minority again.

If we don't make that group of monks give an explanation today and let Taixu vent his anger, then all our trip would have been in vain.

Seeing that all the uncles and aunts were so aggressive and were ready to call for an explanation, Li Shan was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Shen Yi with a strange expression.

The elders... seem to have some misunderstanding about the current situation in Dongzhou.

(End of this chapter)