From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 334: Sword Slays the Demon Buddha
Mijue Dorje is very strong, stronger than anyone imagined.

This handprint instantly set off alarm bells in Gao Miao's heart. Every cell in his body was frantically reminding him to run away quickly.

This was a great terror between life and death. Even this handprint was not aimed at Gao Miao, it was just the aftermath.

After absorbing the power of the Eighth Generation of the True Chakravartin, the little Dolma in this life was born with a fragile soul and almost died in the womb.
He had even experienced the last spiritual heyday and had already started practicing when spiritual energy was revived in modern times.

Gao Miao finally understood what the White-robed Lama meant when he said that not telling him the truth at the beginning was to protect him.

At this moment, this madman didn't care whether the cave could withstand the impact. He just wanted to use all means to make Li Yang pay the price.

However, this crazy handprint with the momentum of annihilating everything suddenly stopped in front of Li Yang.

Li Yang took out a sword.

An ancient sword that was the national treasure of the ancient Shu Kingdom thousands of years ago and later drifted overseas.
The sword of the sky

Like a thousand-meter-high reef hit by a raging wave,

The reef is safe, the waves part from it,

Li Yang actually used the Tenkumo sword to split the handprint directly.
Mijue Duoji's face changed drastically, and he formed seals with his hands and continued to bombard Li Yang.

As if strolling in a garden, Li Yang approached Mijue Dorje step by step, swinging the sword of Ame-no-Kume in his hand, and all the handprints could not even touch a corner of his clothes.
He didn't even use his upgraded Ju Mang Dharmakaya, but just swung his sword like a mortal, without any moves or rules.

Mijue Dorje became more and more crazy and desperate.

"Impossible, how could it be so strong?"

"I have been planning for thousands of years. I have the wisdom and heritage of the True Sect. I have now achieved the best time, place and people for cultivation. Why did this happen?"

"If you hadn't interrupted me, after I devoured Little Zhuoma and unified the Nine Methods, the situation would definitely not be like this now!"

Mijue Doji had gone insane, and could not believe the facts before his eyes. His attacks became increasingly weaker and weaker.

In his fear, Li Yang walked up to him with his sword in hand.
"It's my turn!"

It was a very plain sentence, but it sounded like the devil's whisper to Mijue Dorje.
He saw an ancient sword.
With one sword, he slashed the golden lotus platform. Mijue Duoji's black hair turned white and he fell to the ground in a panic.
With one sword, the phantom of the halo was cut open. Wrinkles appeared on Mijue Duoji's face and blood flowed from his seven orifices.

With another sword, Li Yang slashed at the seven gold- and silver-inlaid oil lamps and the two ice beds.

The black light appeared again on the ice bed, trying to block the sword light of Ame-no-Kurosaku-no-Kurosaku sword.
However, it was all in vain. The hazy black light was like mist and could not resist the sword of Ame-no-Kuroku.
Apart from the Moon Essence Wheel, Li Yang had never seen anything that could withstand the sharpness of the Tenmu Cloud Sword.

After one strike of the sword, the ice bed was broken into countless pieces, and the seven oil lamps exploded with a bang, with fragments flying everywhere.
As the ritual was broken, Mijue Dorje screamed, black age spots began to grow on his body, and a foul odor was emitted.
With the last sword, Li Yang aimed at Mijue Dorje.
fear,

Compared to the pain he suffered, Mijue Dorje felt the most fear.

This was the first time in thousands of years that he faced the fear of life and death.

The reason why he turned against Zhenzong was because he was afraid of death. Having enjoyed these countless years only made his fear of death even greater.

"Don't kill me, you will regret it, really!"

"There will be tens of thousands of people buried with me!"

Mijue Duoji, who was about to die and looked like a skeleton, still wanted to struggle, and Gao Miao beside him also wanted to speak out to stop him.

"Master, don't kill him. If he dies, the entire Snow Mountain and the Western Desert will suffer a disaster!"

After devouring eight generations of the True Chakravartin, Mijue Dorje's fate had long since become extraordinary. During these thousand years, although he had been sleeping most of the time, he had also been preparing for his next move in Mount Kailash.

He was originally on guard against the white-clothed Mijue Duoji who separated from his body, but now he has become his only life-saving straw.
"I won't touch Xiao Zhuoma again. Let me go and I will turn over a new leaf!"

"I have merits. I have saved countless herdsmen and their livestock in the past thousand years. I have never let anyone down except the True Chakravartin Sect!"

The old Mijue Dorje cried out loudly, tears streaming down his face.
"No, you won't change."

Li Yang shook his head: "You think I didn't notice that the ice bed blasting ceremony is not over yet."

"In other words, once the ritual begins, it cannot be stopped. In the years to come, little Zhuoma's life force will be plundered by you until she dies."

"The good you did was just to cover up your evil. No matter how much merit you have, the eight children in front of you are enough to offset it... Besides, in my opinion, good and evil, life and death are not that complicated. If I want you to die, then you should die."

Li Yang's tone was very calm, as if he was calmly narrating something.
There are too many things in the world that are not absolutely good or evil, and he does not want to pursue the so-called good and evil.

Just like what he said when he first flew up into the clouds after breaking through the seed path,

"From now on, the sky is high and the land is vast. In the morning, I will travel to the North Sea and in the evening, I will travel freely in the whole world."

All he seeks is to follow the natural way, to have a natural heart, to have his mind at ease and to be free from any constraints.

His original intention is very similar to the world's concept of good and evil, but there are differences.

"I know I was wrong. I can look it up in the scriptures and end the ceremony!" The suffocating fear of life and death enveloped Mijue Dorje. He was already hysterical: "Do you really want to let countless people be buried with me?!"

Li Yang shook his head, held the hilt of the Ame-no-Kume sword with his right hand, and then slashed
"You didn't make a mistake, you're just scared."

"I will take care of the rest."

This was the last sentence Mijue Dorje heard.

Gao Miao was about to dissuade him, but a head had already rolled to the ground, its eyes filled with horror and ugliness.
The red blood flowed all over the ground...
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Mount Kailash, foothills
"boom!"

"Boom!"

This was not thunder, but the sound of the towering snow-capped mountains sleeping soundly on the eternal and endless frozen earth, and the slight snoring they let out when they woke up.

The moment Li Yang slashed down with the sword, the spiritual energy in the entire Mount Kailash began to riot and rise.

From the location of the cave, there was first a loud bang that shook the mountain loose, and then there was an avalanche.

The three innates guarding the cave entrance looked up and saw that the snow layer on the top of the peak suddenly broke, and the layers of snow blocks and snowboards moved in response.

Avalanches are completely different from mudslides, earthquakes, and floods in terms of their ferocity. They have a different kind of beauty.

The beauty did not last long, as snow blocks hundreds of meters high had already covered the sky and the earth.

"Come on!"

Chen Xiyan roared, and rushed down with Zheng Zhaoyuan and Losandani, looking panicked and embarrassed.

This is the infinite murderous intent of nature. Even those who have already cultivated their innate abilities are no different from ants in the face of such a huge natural disaster.

The three innates had no time to walk along the mountain path, so they soared and flew over the protruding bare rocks and soil.

The police on the mountain ran for their lives, terrified to death.

"Boom!"

"rumble!"

Behind them, the sound of the earth breaking and collapsing grew louder and louder, getting closer and closer, ruthlessly destroying everything and drowning everything.

Chen Xiyan looked up and felt a chill down his spine. A great fear instantly filled his body.

Avalanches occurred simultaneously in a series of snow-capped mountains in the entire western desert grassland.

Chanbao Guanming Mountain, Mount Everest, Mount Nanga Parbat, Mount Shishapangma...

From his perspective, the snow waves covered all the skylight in the dim light of the vast grasslands of the Western Desert.

Corresponding to the avalanche is the earthquake, which affects almost the entire grassland.
A lama in white robes stood in front of a small temple at the foot of Mount Kailash, chanting Buddhist mantras.
The iron chains on his body were gone. Just as he said, it was never those mundane things that trapped him.

He watched the temple being buried and destroyed in an instant by the violent snowstorm, and stood before the white waves with his hands clasped together.
"The mountains collapsed and springs gushed out, thousands of miles of land were devastated..."

"Is this your choice?"

The white-robed lama was neither sad nor happy, kneeling on the snowy mountain, completely buried by the surging snow waves...

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