From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 333 Now that you have seen the True Lord, why not bow?
Li Yang put away the red feather and looked indifferently at the black-clothed lama who stood up from the glacier.

"I've heard of you, Li Zhenjun of Baiyun Mountain, who has been the leader of the Taoist sect in recent years."

"You shouldn't have come to stop me."

In the cave, Mijue Duoji spoke in a complicated tone, his words full of fear.

"After today, there will be a True Sect that will walk out of the snowy mountains, spread the teachings of Brahma, punish evil and promote good, which will be a very good thing for both the Western Desert and China."

Mijue Duoji tried to persuade Li Yang, but seeing that Li Yang did not express his opinion and stood there like a mountain abyss, he thought that Li Yang had some intention and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The ritual was not completed and he didn't want to be at odds with this guy at all.

"On the contrary, if the ceremony is interrupted, it will cause unimaginable serious consequences."

"A mature Zhenzong with great magical power and wisdom, and an endless killing calamity, the price of which was nothing more than a toddler of a few years old..."

Mi Jueduoji has the bargaining chips in his hand, and he has the advantage of reason and the interests of all parties. He thinks Li Yang should not come to stop him.

Just a child of a few years old.

Gao Miao clenched his fists tightly, but kept loosening them without any strength.

Yes, but a child of a few years old can eliminate a disaster and exchange for a true master. It seems to be a good deal.
This should be the most cost-effective thing in the world.
Gao Miao knew that this was wrong, but he couldn't find any reason to refute it.

Mijue Dorje continued to talk until he saw Li Yang's eyes.
A look like the gods in the sky looking down at the ants, as cold as the ice and snow on the snowy mountains that have not melted for thousands of years.
That's the expression I usually show when facing ordinary people or even ants.

He spoke, in an unmistakable voice,

"Now that you have met the True Lord, why don't you bow?!"

Li Yang did not answer Mijue Dorje's question, nor did he want to answer it.
He was sure that his skills were more correct than most answers in the world.
Now that you have seen the True Lord, why don’t you bow down to him? This is my answer to you.

Mijue Duoji's face changed drastically. He saw Li Yang take a step forward, his eyes looking arrogant, and his eyes emitting infinite golden light.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Mijue Doji from a distance with an absolutely domineering aura. Mijue Doji immediately felt a huge force like a mountain or sea coming from his shoulders, pressing down on his body bones and making them crackle. He only lasted a few seconds before falling off the ice platform and kneeling on the ground.
"You, you shouldn't insult me ​​like this!"

Mijue Dorje's face flushed red, and his body trembled as he knelt on the ground. The strong sense of frustration made him almost crazy.

Li Yang didn't look at him, but went forward and gently picked up little Zhuoma from the ice bed.

Little Zhuoma's breathing was very weak. These runes were gradually stripping away her remaining vitality.
These runes are very ancient, even Li Yang doesn't recognize them.

The endless spiritual energy flowed into little Zhuoma's body. Her eyelashes trembled and she finally opened her eyes.

"Cauldron... is that you?"

"It's over, I seem to be still dreaming..."

"I'm so cold and uncomfortable, can you take me away?"

"Brother, are you here too?"

Gao Miao stumbled over, tears streaming down his face.

"I'm here, I'm here!" "Have you delivered the Su Luo Gao I asked you to deliver to the big pot?"

"You don't know how hard it is for me. I have to guard this piece of food left for the big pot every day... I can't eat it, and the big pot never shows up..."

Little Zhuoma's consciousness was a little fuzzy, and her speech was incoherent, but she still made Li Yang laugh.
This silly kid who treated a handful of ash-like tsampa like a treasure when he first met her actually guarded a piece of Su Luo cake for so many days. It was really a test for the cadres.
"I'm so cold, take me away..."

"Big Pot, I'm really cold..."

Li Yang spoke softly, and he and Xiao Zhuoma pasted a few talismans.
"Go to sleep, everything will be fine."

"I'll take you away."

Little Zhuoma fell into a coma again, and the tenderness in Li Yang's eyes completely disappeared.
He stretched out his hand and fired a thunderbolt to shatter the ice bed.
"Master, don't do it yet!"

Gao Miao's face turned pale and he wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

The speed of lightning was so fast, carrying a terrible aura of destruction, it struck the ice bed.
'boom! ’

There was a loud rumbling sound, and it seemed that the entire cave was shaking. However, the ice bed did not shatter under this terrifying blow. The patterns carved on it suddenly emitted an infinite black light and actually resisted Li Yang's attack.
However, after the smoke cleared, the patterns on the ice bed instantly faded to a blur.

"You shouldn't insult me!"

Mijue Duoji spat out a mouthful of blood, struggled to break free from Li Yang's restraints, and stood up staggeringly.
"Over the past thousands of years, I have walked on the western desert grasslands and braved the cold snowy mountains. How many herdsmen have I saved and how many livestock have I protected? Even if I put all my merits together, even Sakyamuni may not be much higher than me!"

"Whoever you are will pay the price if you try to stop me!"

Mijue Dorje roared angrily, and a halo appeared behind his head.
The halo is stacked layer upon layer, with a total of nine layers. The first eight layers are clearly defined and shining brightly. Even the ninth layer has begun to take shape, emitting a hazy light mist.

Looking at this halo that has great significance in Buddhism, Gao Miao's mind suddenly buzzed.
He understood clearly that the previous eight reincarnations of the True Sect had been devoured by him.

The White-Robed Lama was not wrong. Over the past thousand years, eight true Dharma-turning people like little Zhuoma had been found and devoured by this madman.

The treasure keeper who was supposed to be guarding the treasure could not resist the temptation of the treasure and turned into a poisonous snake full of venom, baring his sharp fangs, killing and replacing the owner of the treasure.
This is the result of his thousand-year plan. As long as he devours the true sect of this life, the nine layers of phantom will return to one.

By then, he might really have the possibility to replace little Zhuoma and become a true Buddhist master.

Mijue Dorje was really angry. Although he had hidden his identity and lived in the snow-capped mountains for thousands of years, everyone who had seen him respected him very much. When had he ever kneeled in such a humiliating way?

Under Gao Miao's astonished eyes, Mijue Duoji, dressed in a black robe, gradually flew up, and a phantom golden lotus appeared out of thin air under his feet to support his body.
Flying in the air, this is a skill that only those who have attained the Tao can possess!

The fourth seed of China appeared so suddenly.
Maybe not even number four!
"You have to pay the price!"

After Mijue Dorje finished speaking, a boundless and vast aura suddenly rose from his body, like a real Buddha, and he made finger seals with his hands and bombarded towards Li Yang.

The handprint was only a dozen centimeters in size at first, but it grew as the wind blew, and by the time it reached Li Yang, it had almost occupied the entire cave.

This is no longer the power of a beginner, it is almost comparable to Li Yang's battle with the Yamata no Orochi at sea.
"Protect little Zhuoma!"

Li Yang gently brought little Zhuoma to Gao Miao, then looked at Mijue Dorje with a cold expression.

"How dare the glow of a rotten grass compete with the bright moon?"

(End of this chapter)