Embers of Sword

Chapter 310 Golden Light Array

The battle of luck is real. If you use the art of observing the qi, you will see that the pagoda of the Great Pudu Temple has been surrounded by a faint golden light in the past few days. That is the symbol of luck. The brighter the golden light, the more prosperous the luck gathered in the Great Pudu Temple.

Since the arrival of the delegation from the Fanyin Temple, they have started preaching.

Miao Zhen's competitions in the past few days have been accumulating luck for Buddhism.

Many people came to ask about boxing.

For them, when the great era comes, the fastest way to reach the top overnight is to defeat Miao Zhen. Even if the fight is fifty-fifty, they can still become famous in one battle.

The good fortune brought by the diplomatic missions' journey to the west and the competitions accumulated quickly and dispersed quickly.

If anyone can step forward, they can get a piece of the pie.

Unfortunately.

The Buddhist disciple Miao Zhen is "truly invincible" in the Cave Heaven Realm. Even if he is alone, he can still defeat everyone in the Imperial City and even the entire Zhongzhou.

After establishing your power.

If you want to fight with a Buddhist, there are many conditions.

Although luck has turned against you now and heroes are everywhere in the world, if you want to visit him, you need to prove that you are a "hero".

These days, if you want to fight with the Buddha's disciples, you need at least the eighth level of the Cave Heaven Realm.

And today...

The Fanyin Temple delegation had obviously prepared more than one difficult question.

"This is the Buddhist 'Golden Light Formation'!"

Someone recognized the golden light array pattern that enveloped the Great Pudu Temple.

"Golden Light Array?" Someone was puzzled.

"It is said that the gate of the Fanyin Temple is shrouded in a golden light. If you are not related to Buddhism, you will not be able to step into it even if the gate is right in front of you."

Some people didn't believe it and tried to break through the golden light, performing secret techniques and striding forward.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the man strode forward and forcefully crashed into the golden shield. He groaned, lost his balance, and fell to the ground!

This layer of faint golden light that seemed ethereal and illusory actually produced the sound of loud bells and tripods!
"Everyone, if you are not absolutely confident in your own methods, please do not use force, as it is easy to hurt yourself."

The old monk from the Da Pu Du Temple, who was standing one step behind the golden light shield, bowed again.

He reminded softly, "The Golden Light Formation responds to softness but not hardness. If you want to enter the temple today, you might as well start with the two words fate and law... If you have a fate with Buddhism, you can enter the temple even without using brute force."

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd gathered at the entrance of the Great Pudu Temple began to discuss again.

"Brother, listen to what the abbot of the Great Pudu Temple said..."

On Wuzong's side.

Lin Yu stared at the golden light and spoke slowly: "This golden light formation can be broken through by brute force."

He himself is in the eighth level of the cave heaven.

Lin Yu watched the entire collision between that person and the golden light formation. The suppression power of this formation is extremely strong. Even if he were to "force his way in", he might not succeed.

But my senior brother is much stronger than me.

"Um……"

Wu Yue looked solemn as he also examined the formation in front of him.

He said calmly: "This formation is not simple. At least the cave heaven needs to be perfect before there is a chance to break the formation."

This sentence was not spoken in a low voice, and many people around heard it.

There was amazement all around.

Only when the cave is perfect can the formation be broken?
In other words, those who can step into the Great Pudu Temple today can at least reach the realm of perfect cave heaven!

"Bald donkey, what are you doing?"

Just at this moment, an angry shout came from the crowd.

A mountain cultivator carrying a broadsword stepped forward quickly and angrily cursed: "You spoke nonsense yesterday, and today the temple gate is setting up a formation. Can your bastard Buddhist disciple not afford to play with it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, people all around echoed them.

The old monk was calm and said softly, "Donor, why are you angry?"

He just stretched out his hand and grabbed the cultivator with the sword in hand.

hum!
The void trembled and sand flew up.

The monk with the big knife lost his balance and flew off the ground, heading towards the golden light array. The light shield, which was as hard as gold and iron, melted away like a spring breeze, and the monk with the big knife landed safely on the ground. After a moment, he reacted and his face was full of disbelief.

"this?"

The monk with the broadsword subconsciously straightened his collar, with a strange look on his face: "You're coming in so soon?"

"Donor, if you wish to challenge Master Buddha, you may enter the temple now."

The old monk said this lightly and said no more.

He flicked his sleeves and indicated that the Great Pudu Temple was behind him.

The monk with the big knife was a little at a loss.

He snorted coldly, grabbed the big knife, and stepped in quickly.

Everyone waited with bated breath.

Less than ten breaths.

Then a scream was heard.

With a wow, a figure flew out of the temple, like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground.

It was the big sword monk from before.

At this moment, his clothes were stained with blood, his sword was broken, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear.

"How is it, benefactor, did your wish come true? Do you want to try again?"

The old monk squatted down, still with a kind look on his face.

"No...it's not necessary..."

The monk's attitude changed drastically, his arrogance disappeared, he staggered to his feet and tried to flee the scene.

"Donor, please stay."

The old monk spoke again.

The monk's body was stiff and he dared not move.

The abbot of Dapudu Temple stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the monk's shoulder.

A gentle force was injected into the shoulders.

After a few breaths, as the soft light dissipated, the monk's complexion improved a lot, but the fear in his eyes did not diminish. He didn't even have time to say thank you and fled away like a flash.

"……Ugh."

A sigh.

The abbot looked at the fleeing people with compassion. He stood up and bowed, and said in a gentle voice: "Everyone, it is not easy to enter the Great Pudu Temple and see the Buddha today... Those who seek fame and reputation, please do not enter this gate."

"You are such a fame seeker, don't enter this door!"

A hearty laugh was heard in front of the gate of Dapudu Temple.

The crowd made way.

A burly young man in a red robe came to the golden light array at the temple gate amidst a crowd of people.

"Brother Yuwen?"

Wu Yue raised his eyebrows.

The person who came was Yuwen Zhong, the Holy Son of Qiantian Palace!
Not long after they separated, the old friends met again. Both of them had reached a higher level of cultivation than when they were hunting in the north, and their auras were even stronger.

"Brother Wu."

Yuwen Zhong laughed loudly and said, "The news these days has really caused a sensation in Da Chu. It's a pity that Qiantian Palace is not in the imperial city. Brothers hurried and finally arrived at Da Pudu Temple. If we were a little later, we might have missed this once-in-a-century opportunity to fight!"

Wu Yue smiled silently.

Yuwen Zhong is still the same, a martial arts fanatic. Judging from his behavior style, he is more like Wuzong's disciple than him.

"The methods of the Fanyin Temple should not be underestimated."

Wu Yue said in a deep voice: "I have fought with Miao Zhen before, and this fight is not as easy as you think."

"That's natural. It's just that in some fights, even if you know you can't win, you still have to fight."

Yuwen Zhong cast his gaze towards the temple gate and asked meaningfully, "When are you going to enter the temple, Brother Wu?"

The Holy Son of Qiantian Palace appears.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them.

Both of these techniques are known for their tyranny and domineering nature.

"This golden light formation has eight weaknesses..."

At this moment, a soft and gentle female voice was heard.

The flying sword broke through the air and the white clothes fluttered.

"If you can find the weak spot and break the formation, it will be much easier and you will get twice the result with half the effort."

As soon as the words were spoken, the white robe fell to the ground.

The sword energy was swaying, the white clothes were fluttering, and the appearance of this woman caused a burst of exclamation.

"Fairy Shang, you are here too." Wu Yue said with a smile and saluted.

Shang Yi put away his sword and returned the gift, saying calmly: "Brother Wu, Brother Yuwen, we meet again..."

There was a pause.

She flicked her fingers and a ray of sword energy hit the golden bell, making a deep sound.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

The continuous sound of sword energy and bells rang above the temple gate.

All eight weaknesses were pointed out.

The golden light is dazzling and the sword intent is lingering.

The abbot of the Great Pudu Temple did not stop this. He just quietly looked at the eight narrow doors wrapped in sword energy and sighed softly, "I have heard that Miss Shang of Yuqingzhai has a good swordsmanship. Today, I have opened my eyes. I didn't expect that Miss Shang also knows so much about the Golden Light Array..."

"As a Taoist, it's reasonable for you to know a little bit about formation techniques, right?"

Shang Yi smiled faintly, she turned around and looked at the people outside the temple, and slowly said: "Everyone, the eight weak points of the Golden Light Formation of the Great Pudu Temple have now been fully pointed out... If you want to enter the temple, you just need to break through the weak points. However, even if the weak points are pointed out, entering the temple is by no means easy. At least the fifth level of the Cave Heaven Realm is required. You can weigh your strength and do what you can."

Say it.

She looked at Yuwen Zhong and Wu Yue: "You two, Shang Yi will go first."

The flying sword broke through the air again.

Shang Yi swung out a sword, but this sword did not fall on the eight weak points, but went straight to the front of the golden light formation!
You can enter the temple without any weaknesses.

However... this requires the perfect state of the cave heaven!
The wind and thunder roared, and the sword energy surged! Except for Yuwen Zhong and Wu Yue, everyone else was shaken by the energy and took several steps back uncontrollably.

When the sword energy settles, the smoke disappears.

The golden light array is still the golden light array.

But Shang Yi was not outside the formation, but inside it.

"Miss Shang, the Buddha is waiting for you in the temple."

The abbot of Dapudu Temple looked respectful and said sincerely: "After entering the temple, please walk slowly."

Shang Yi nodded, put away his sword and stepped into the temple.

"Brother Wu, I'll go first too!"

Yuwen Zhong's eyes were burning.

He summoned the Panxuan Mirror and punched directly into the golden light array!
Same as Shangyi.

Without hitting any weak points, Yuwen Zhong can enter the Dapudu Temple with his own strength!

Thereafter.

Many people have begun to try -

After Shang Yi pointed out the weakness, the threshold to enter the Da Pudu Temple was lowered a lot!

One after another, dozens of people entered the temple.

Wu Yue still did not move.

The disciples of Wu Zong naturally followed behind the eldest brother.

"Brother...what are you waiting for?"

Lin Yu knew that his senior brother had an extremely steady character. There must be a reason why he hadn't taken action yet.

"I'm waiting for someone."

Wu Yue was calm and composed, looking at the Great Pudu Temple shrouded in golden light in front of him with a very peaceful expression.

"Xie Zhen?"

Lin Yu guessed who it was at once.

"Yes... He is the one I am waiting for."

Wu Yue smiled and said, "Today is the last day. I think he should be here soon."

"Really? If he was going to come, why didn't he come a few days ago?"

Lin Yu didn't quite understand. Xie Zhen was different from Shang Yi and Yuwen Zhong. Xie Zhen had been staying in the imperial city these days.

"I heard... he didn't seem to have any intention of participating in this fight, and he listened to music in the teahouse every day. And today, just like in the past, he went to the teahouse early in the morning."

"Do not."

Wu Yue shook his head and said, "Today is different from the past. Xie Zhen will definitely come today."

"..."

Hearing this, Lin Yu fell silent.

He subconsciously turned around and looked at the increasing number of people behind him.

There was a huge sea of people in front of the Dapudu Temple, as if everyone in the entire imperial city had come.

The only person missing was Xie Zhen.

Lin Yu didn't understand why his senior brother was so sure that Xie Zhen would come?
What he didn't understand was why his senior brother had to wait for Xie Zhen?

……

……

"There are many people waiting for you."

It’s still that teahouse.

Still in that position.

The paper window was half open, and a gentle breeze was blowing on my face. The streets were a little deserted today because most of the people in the imperial city had gone to the Dapudu Temple.

But it was quite lively around Xie Xuanyi.

Sitting on his left and right were Deng Baiyi and Duan Zhao.

Sitting opposite him was Junshan Zhenren.

Today is the last day for the Fanyin Temple delegation to give sermons. Although the streets are deserted, there are many children running around, waving freshly printed newspapers with wet ink, selling the latest news about the competition at the Da Pudu Temple.

Because of business, roadside vendors, who had to leave their shops easily, bought in one after another.

The news about Shang Yi and Yu Wenzhong's reentry into the temple spread to the teahouse along with the wind.

Junshan Zhenren held his chin with both hands, looked at the black-clothed youth in front of him, his eyes piercing: "It's almost noon, when are you going to leave?"

"Not urgent."

Xie Xuanyi looked in the direction of the Dapudu Temple.

Sitting at the window of the teahouse, you can just see the spire of the pagoda.

Today the sky is overcast, with grey clouds all over the sky.

A faint golden light, shining brightly.

"You are really not in a hurry, kid."

Junshan scolded angrily: "What on earth have you been through? The last day is almost halfway through. How can you endure it?"

Xie Xuanyi picked up the teacup and took a sip.

He chuckled and said, "Didn't the senior ask Shang Yi to go and point out the location of the golden light array? Many people will enter the Great Pudu Temple. I always like quietness. If I go now, it will definitely be crowded."

"I can testify that the little mountain master did not lie about this matter."

Duan Zhao spoke sincerely, "In the previous Xuanshui Competition at Lotus Peak, the young mountain master was also the last one to go. He is always like this, and he will leave only when he is about to be late. Senior Junshan, haven't you read the storybooks printed by Fangyuanfang? The protagonists in the stories are all like this."

Hearing this, Junshan Zhenren couldn't help but laugh.

"..."

A black line appeared on Xie Xuanyi's forehead.

"Why do I feel that the pagoda in Dapudu Temple is weird?"

At this moment, Deng Baiyi spoke.

She noticed the pagoda that Xie Zhen had been looking at.

The sky is dim and the golden light is bright.

After noon, the clouds in the sky became darker instead of brighter, forming a sharp contrast with the glow of the spire.

“It’s luck.”

Junshan said in a deep voice: "The more people challenge the Fanyin Temple, the more luck the Da Pudu Temple will accumulate."

Under normal circumstances, luck cannot be seen. It requires the use of special secret techniques or treasures to glimpse it.

But today, this luck has condensed into a substance and formed a strange phenomenon.

Speaking of which.

Junshan was suddenly stunned.

He looked at the young man in black in front of him with a complicated expression.

and many more……

Xie Zhen has been waiting these past few days. Is he waiting for the fortune of the Great Pudu Temple to reach its peak?

"It's almost time."

Xie Xuanyi looked at the golden glow condensed in the dim sky.

He slowly stood up and asked, "I'm going to go see Miaozhen, do you want to come with me?"

(End of this chapter)