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Chapter 98 Dongfang Liang

I don’t know when it started, but a barely perceptible fragrance wafted in the air. However, everyone’s attention was focused on the confrontation between the Arhat Formation and the blood light, and no one paid attention.

But at this moment, the situation was a little different. At first, only the monks who had no martial arts skills at the outermost edge of the formation felt weak all over, and they thought it was because their physical strength was drained after participating in the Arhat Formation.

But as time went on, more and more people felt something was wrong. This feeling of weakness came very suddenly and without any warning.

Li Ming also noticed that some of his fellow disciples had uncomfortable expressions on their faces.

"It seems that my power has greatly improved," Li Ming was thinking, but Mingwu, who was at the center of the formation, was the first to collapse.

"Uncle Master, I, I can't seem to hold on any longer," Ming Wu said with difficulty. "I feel empty all over, and it's hard to replenish my Qi."

As if to prove what he said, the golden light on his body began to flash, and the next second, although Mingwu did not speak, the same situation occurred.

Fa Ming was stunned and said, "How could this happen? This demon has clearly been suppressed, and the formation is running smoothly."

"This is definitely not caused by the formation. I'm afraid there must be another reason!" said Fahui, the head monk of Bodhi Temple.

Afterwards, more disciples were so weak that they could hardly maintain the simple action of sitting cross-legged and chanting scriptures. The Arhat Formation collapsed on its own!

The golden Sanskrit characters on the ground also lost their luster and disappeared again due to losing the source of power.

Fa Ming's face changed drastically as he looked at his weak disciples one after another. He turned his head to look at the sky, and the seven-colored light finally disappeared.

"Amitabha, it seems the enemy has a thorough plan. Brothers, how should we deal with this?"

"Stop him at all costs. If he escapes, he will undoubtedly bring disaster to the people and cause countless deaths. Alas, it's a pity that a single thought back then has led to this situation today." Fahui sighed and said, "Dismiss the disciples. I hope we can hold on until the abbot returns."

Watching his fellow disciples around him fall down one after another, Li Ming still sat cross-legged, appearing a little eccentric.

Mingde suddenly asked, "Brother Mingxin, how come you're okay?"

"I don't know either." Li Ming shook his head, then his expression changed. "No, the only difference between me and you is that I was feeling unwell today and didn't go to the dining hall for dinner. Could someone have poisoned the food?!"

"But there are people checking the ingredients and water sources for the dishes every day?" Mingde always went to the kitchen to help out before he became a martial monk, so he was quite familiar with the cooking process of Guangde Temple.

After all, feeding a thousand people is a considerable project. Guangde Temple is built on the mountain. Although several vegetable plots have been opened up, it is obviously impossible to be completely self-sufficient. Most of the food still has to be purchased from the mountain, so each batch of vegetables and seasonings will be checked just in case.

"That's because the poison in your body is a mixture of Bone-Dissolving Powder and Seven-Incense. Bone-Dissolving Powder is colorless and odorless, but it won't take effect without a medicinal inducer, so it's difficult to detect."

Li Ming listened to the familiar voice and asked in disbelief, "Brother Mingjing, could it be you?"

Ming Jing nodded and said, "It's me. I'm sorry."

"Why?" Li Ming asked.

"Sometimes you have no choice about many things. Your background, your situation, even if there are things you don't want to do, you have to do them." Ming Jing's expression was very calm, but there was a hint of inexplicable complexity in her eyes. This conversation had been heard by many people nearby, and some were about to curse.

At this moment, a strong vibration came from under everyone's feet. Fortunately, most of them were sitting on the ground at the moment, otherwise, with their current weak state, many people would have fallen to the ground.

boom!
With a loud bang, countless rocks flew out of the Demon Cave.

At the top of the cave, a tiny figure slowly floated up.

His hair was gray, his face was haggard, and his clothes were tattered, but he had his hands behind his back and his eyes were cold. A majestic aura emanated from him, and a huge invisible pressure filled all directions, as if an evil demon had come to the world.

"Hahaha, you bald donkeys in Guangde Temple, you never thought that one day I, Dongfang Liang, would see the light of day again!!!" As soon as he opened his mouth, the whole space was buzzing.

His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, but it had a strange power that could pierce your eardrums, making the listeners dizzy and almost sleepy.

At this time, another skinny old monk also flew up from the Demon-Suppressing Cave and landed opposite Dongfang Liang. The old monk looked extremely old, with wrinkles all over his face and a tattered cassock draped over his body. He chanted a Buddhist name and said calmly, "Donor Dongfang, I should congratulate you on your escape. However, I have accompanied you in the Demon-Suppressing Cave for twelve years, and I have only seen your demonic nature grow deeper day by day. You have been unable to comprehend the profound mysteries of Buddhism and resolve your grievances. For the sake of all people in the world, please follow me back to the cave."

"Ding Nian, you have guarded me for twelve years. Now I have finally left that damn place. You still want me to go back? You are dreaming!!!" Dongfang Liang's eyes were fierce. He roared, raised his hands high, and two blood-red lights entangled him.

"Blood Python Hand!"

But two rays of blood light intertwined in his hands. The old monk was not in a hurry. He used his profound skills and a golden bell phantom immediately appeared around him. He stepped on the ground and the golden bell made a humming sound, reflecting a dazzling light on his cassock.

The moment the golden light and the blood light touched, there was a violent sizzling sound.

Then it was all consumed at just the right moment. The old monk's body swayed, and the bitterness on his face became even more intense.

Dongfang Liang sneered, "Old bald donkey, if you haven't reached the Xiantian realm, you can't stop me. Even with this hundred-piece cassock, it can only save your life."

"Welcome the ancestor to break through the barrier. I, your unworthy descendant, Dongfang Chang, have been waiting here for a long time!"

Before the old monk could reply, a loud voice came. Li Ming turned around and saw that it was the 'Lu Shiqi' from last night. Of course, he had changed his clothes at this moment, and he looked radiant, as if he had become a different person.

At this time, Ming Jing also sighed, walked forward until he was shoulder to shoulder with him, and said: "Grandson Dongfang Ming, greets the ancestor, congratulations on escaping from the predicament!"

Dongfang Liang looked at the two people below and laughed heartily: "Very good, very good, you two are great!"

Up to this point, Mingjing, no, it should be said that Dongfang Ming no longer needed any explanation as to why he poisoned her.

"The ancestor has been trapped for many years, and I'm afraid his vitality has not yet recovered. Please enjoy it." Dongfang Chang pointed his finger, drew a circle, and said, "These monks are strong and healthy, with abundant blood and qi. They are the best blood food, which is suitable for the ancestor to use."

Dongfang Ming's face changed when he heard this, and he said, "What did you say?"

(End of this chapter)