Great Lord: Buddha has mercy on us, evil spirits please stay away

Chapter 459: Ye Kong preaches about cultivation, Monk Dingxin has a painful epiphany, and Lin Wen and Kong all meet their end (Part )
Pagoda Square.

The sound of fighting was like thunder, and waves of spiritual power storms burst out from the bodies of the fighting Heavenly Supremes, forming a storm that fiercely attacked the pagoda of light in front of them.

The main event of the martial arts competition among all clans has begun. The spiritual-level Heavenly Supremes of the Qingmai of the ancient Futu clan and many of its branches have come out to defend the ring. Heavenly Supreme masters of the same level from all major superpowers are welcome to join the fight. If a Heavenly Supreme master from a superpower can win, he will become the champion and take over the defense of the ring from the Heavenly Supreme of the ancient Futu clan.

In addition, there is also an arena for the Heavenly Supreme in the early stage of the Immortal Grade, which is specially prepared for Heavenly Supreme masters with a relatively high realm like Xu Lingyun.

Taking into account that many elders might not be able to withstand a protracted battle, Qing Yanjing and others set a rule that there are only three chances to attack the ring. After the Heavenly Supreme of the ancient Futu clan successfully defends the ring three times, he will automatically withdraw, and other Heavenly Supremes will compete for the ring.

Many masters of super powers were very enthusiastic in the attack, and soon a young supreme master of a super power, who could not hold back his temper, came out to show off his youthful style.

The world's number one young master is sitting at the top and watching. Today is the day for him to become famous and enjoy unlimited glory!
The old-line spiritual master of the ancient Futu clan was unwilling to give in and put up a great resistance. On each of the three arenas, there were nine-story Futu towers suspended in the air, releasing tremendous light that swept down. The young masters who attacked the arenas were unwilling to fall, so they used all kinds of magical powers and peerless sacred objects. It seemed as if light rained on the arena, and colorful clouds floated, which was extremely charming.

“The older generation of strong men of the ancient Futu clan still have some skills.” Seeing that the elders of the ancient Futu clan on the three stages had successfully defended their stages and preserved their dignity, Ye Kong secretly praised them.

Their Great Pagoda Technique is also a top-notch martial art. The pagoda tower cultivated from it has endless uses and is a top-notch weapon with both offensive and defensive capabilities. Moreover, the Holy Pagoda Tower of Muchen can even refine spiritual power into crystal spiritual power, which increases the spiritual power by several times.

To be fair, the Bodhi Treeless Art of their Dalingshan lineage is also inferior in this regard, as it does not have the function of increasing spiritual power.

If not for this, Shi Luo, who was in the late stage of immortal cultivation in the original novel, would not have been defeated by Muchen, who was at the peak of the middle stage of spiritual cultivation. Fifty percent of Muchen's cross-border combat ability was given by the Holy Pagoda Tower.

Innovation has been the primary driving force for development since ancient times. Ye Kong, who was envious, pondered secretly, when he had enough time, could he improve the Bodhi Tree Jue and make the power of the Bodhi Tree even greater?

After the battle, the defending elder of the ancient Futu clan had a quarter of an hour to rest and recover his spiritual power. Time passed quickly and new attackers began to appear.

Among the challengers this time, an old acquaintance of Ye Kong appeared for the first time.

On the stage of the middle-stage spiritual master Tian Zhizun, a dark thunder suddenly flashed, and Feng Jie appeared in front of Elder Qingxuan, holding his chest with his sword, and his fighting spirit was boiling.

There was a thunderous sound of sword chanting, and the magic sword in Feng Jie's hand was unsheathed, pointing at the forehead of the beautiful woman in palace dress, Elder Qingxuan.

"Elder Qingxuan of the ancient Futu clan, I, Feng Jie, am here to learn from your abilities!"

Elder Qingxuan's face slightly changed, sensing a strong threat from Feng Jie's sword, but at this moment, he had no choice but to fight, so he nodded and said, "Okay, go ahead."

The battle between the genius of Sword Domain and the old powerful man of Ancient Futu Clan was undoubtedly very eye-catching. Most of the masters, including Ye Kong, focused their attention on this match. The masters on the other two stages looked a little miserable.

Fortunately, they were defeated miserably very quickly, and they and the people from their superpowers suddenly felt that it was a good thing that not many people paid attention to them.

It's not bad to be less embarrassed.

On the ring of the mid-stage spiritual supreme, Feng Jie waved the magic sword in his hand like the wind and roared "Hehehehaha", sending out sound waves that could shake the opponent's spiritual energy and veins, causing Elder Qingxuan to lose his balance several times and unable to exert only 80% of his strength.

The two fought for hundreds of rounds. Elder Qingxuan deliberately exposed his flaws several times to lure Feng Jie to attack, but Feng Jie was extremely cautious. Every time Elder Qingxuan exposed his flaws, he was never in a hurry to attack, but just roared louder.

This fighting method is very inconsistent with his unruly appearance. He practices magic swordsmanship and uses the sword in his hand to control dark thunder, but his fighting style is as steady as an old dog. He is going to drain Elder Qingxuan's spiritual power.

Elder Qingxuan felt very frustrated during the fight and secretly groaned in his heart, this young man looked so arrogant, why was he so lukewarm in the fight?
The spiritual power of a supreme being is difficult to exhaust. Elder Qingxuan's spiritual power is far stronger than Feng Jie, who has just entered the middle stage of spiritual quality. However, the gap in their hard power is too big. No matter how hard Qingxuan tries, she is unable to turn the tide. The protective pagoda finally dissipates due to lack of spiritual power in her unwilling eyes.

"Why don't you look like a young man? How come the Sword Demon's successor has a fighting style so different from his?"

Qingshuang felt very suffocated. The Sword Demon was called the Demon Lord among Swords because of the word "demon". Once he drew his sword, it would be a violent storm, like a madman.

The man in front of him was completely different from the one in the intelligence! Was the intelligence false? Or was there an outlier among the Sword Demon's disciples? If the other party fought hard right away, it would be possible for him to seize the opportunity and kill him with his rich experience, even if it was extremely small.

Feng Jie put away his sword and stood with one hand in front of him, chanting a Buddhist name with pride on his face:

"Amitabha, a great man once told me that the difference between Buddha and devil is only a thought away, and blindly pursuing the devil's path has no future.

There is a saying in Buddhism that if you put down your butcher knife, you will become a Buddha instantly. If I want to become a great demon who will carry on the tradition, I must first experience the fighting methods and fighting style of Buddhism. "

Qingxuan was speechless for a moment and pointed at Feng Jie, unable to say anything. Aren’t you afraid that your master will purge you by doing this?
On the high platform, Ye Kong's face was filled with satisfaction. This kid really had a bright future. It was worth it that he specially gave him the Buddhist sound wave power of "Heng Ha Two Qi".

Not bad, not bad, very suitable for my own positive propaganda.

Ye Kong cleared his throat and used Feng Jie's example to instill his own ideas into the many straightforward people in the world:
"In this battle, I want to praise Feng Jie's thinking. In fact, many times, there is more than one way to become strong. If we can't take the straight road to become strong, we can also try to take the detour. This is the same as sawing wood. The purpose is always the same. Achieving the goal is the most important thing..."

Ye Kong officially made his first comment, and people from many super powers skillfully took out their recording balls to record this rare moment!
For a moment, everyone held their breath. The environment inside and outside the pagoda square was extremely quiet. Even a needle dropping on the ground could be heard. Only Ye Kong's catchy voice was slowly echoing.

No one dared to be distracted at this time, and all attempts to create noise were stopped by the Supreme Lord of the superpower, for fear of disturbing this extremely sacred moment.

The limited-time commentary by Palace Master Ye of Daqian Palace is the first in 50,000 years! It is not an exaggeration to call it the law of heaven. If you can understand something from it, you will benefit from it for the rest of your life!

Half a minute later, Ye Kong's voice, which was enough to linger in the ears for three days, slowly disappeared. Most of the audience showed thoughtful expressions, but it was unknown whether they had any insights or not.

At the Happy Zen Sect, the monk Dingxin's eyes turned slowly, and suddenly golden light burst out. He realized something very important, "I have realized something real." Hearing that the monk Dingxin had realized something, the Buddha Lord Konglian and the Buddha Lord Luanxue turned their heads to look at him almost at the same time, their beautiful eyes filled with curiosity, "What did my husband realize?"

Yanni also turned her head quietly, her clear eyes full of anticipation. Her father was a mid-stage Saint Supreme, so he must have realized something important. She had to listen carefully.

Monk Dingxin put his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and said with an extremely pious look: "It is said that if you put down your butcher knife, you will become a Buddha immediately. Over the years, I have been indulging in the joy of this sect and neglected the tempering of my will. I am really obsessed with appearances. I have just woken up today."

Buddha Lord Konglian and Buddha Lord Luanxue looked at each other and saw confusion. Well, you didn’t understand what he was saying either.

"So, father, what are you going to do next?" Yanni asked obediently.

"Using the principle of laying down the butcher knife to compare my current practice, I have been indulging in the gentle land for too long. It is time to try to come out. Perhaps by coming out, I can find the opportunity to break through to the late stage of the saint faster." Monk Dingxin's expression became more and more pious. His eyes slowly closed, taking in nothing else.

"So what do you mean?"*2
Buddha Lord Konglian and Buddha Lord Luanxue spoke in a deep voice, their eyes beginning to become gloomy.

"From now on, I will not enter the land of pleasure for a hundred years." When saying this, Monk Dingxin's face turned slightly pale.

"Don't even think about betraying your master!"*2
The Buddha Lord Konglian's eyes moved, and his jade hand swept across Yanni's body, causing ripples in space. When the ripples in space disappeared, Yanni was also sent away.

The Lord of Chaos Blood got a piece of blood-covered cloth from somewhere, which contained the spiritual power and space seal of a peak mid-stage saint, and temporarily captured Monk Dingxin.

The two Buddhas took advantage of the situation to capture Monk Dingxin, teleported him out of the Buddhist world, and skinned him like a sheep in a desolate place.

The two women's eyes were filled with affection and greed, and they divided the work clearly, and an indescribable battle began immediately.

The wind and rain stopped suddenly. Monk Dingxin sobbed and complained that his Yang Qi had been plundered. "Xueying, you are still plotting against me, and you are standing with Konglian..."

"That's not what you said when you took me back to be your concubine. You said you were a playboy and you died under the peony flowers. You asked for this today!"

This is the Buddha of Chaos Blood, who has a firm grasp on Monk Dingxin.

"When I was young, I was the Saint of the sect. I shouldered the responsibility of inheriting the sect and urging the sect master to follow the right path. How could I allow you to betray your master and ancestors?"

This is the Buddha Lord Konglian, who is strangling the life of Monk Dingxin.

Monk Dingxin complained bitterly, thinking that if he had known that you were so terrible, he would have died rather than go back to inherit the sect...

"Hmm? Kong Lian, I feel like he's still a little dissatisfied?"

"That's right, he still needs to be dealt with."

"No, no!"

Monk Dingxin grabbed the ground tightly with both hands, leaving deep white marks on the ground, and his face was paler than paper.

Unfortunately to no avail.

……

Ye Kong was aware of the fact that Monk Dingxin was abducted by the two concubines, but since it was an internal family dispute, let it be. This guy had provoked so many beautiful women in the past, and now he had it all his own fault.

Moreover, with that guy's strength, if he had not been so weak in resistance, he would not have been abducted by two late-stage immortal-level supreme beings. After all, a mid-stage saint-level supreme being is not made of clay.

The battle continues, and more familiar faces appear in this third round of battle.

On the ring of the Heavenly Supreme in the early stage of spiritual quality, Lin Jing shouted and flashed down, seizing the last chance to appear on the stage, scaring the other Heavenly Supremes who were about to leave the stage so much that they stepped back a few steps and returned to their seats.

Qingyun, the supreme ruler of the ancient Futu clan, who was standing opposite her, was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat and was already thinking about how to fly down in a decent way.

On the stage of the mid-stage spiritual supreme, Wen Qingxuan had golden phoenix wings on his back and was descending on the wind. His spear created ripples in space and the spear intent filled the entire stage.

Feng Jie's pupils shrank, as if facing a powerful enemy. His body suddenly tensed up, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly. He did not dare to underestimate the enemy in the slightest.

On the stage of the late spiritual level Heavenly Supreme, a familiar face also appeared. He was dressed in green like a banished immortal, with a beautiful and quiet appearance and pupils shining like colorful stones. It was Kong Ling, who had a blood connection with Ye Kong.

The late-stage spiritual master Tian Zhizun who was guarding the opposite side had also prepared himself mentally to be knocked down.

Seeing the fate of these three women, Ye Kong lowered his eyes slightly and let out a sigh of relief, not wanting to miss any details.

"Time can easily take its toll on people. Before I knew it, I have cultivated to this point."

(End of this chapter)