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Chapter 47: The best in the world can only be us, the people of later generations

The swastika shackles gave the Zen immortal pause. In an instant, Li Yi had left the seventh floor and disappeared.

The old Zen monk's face looked uglier than ever. The fact that he could mobilize the Eight Leaves and Nine Venerable Seals proved that the other party also understood this method.

There is a chance to learn the highest secret method of Buddhism, but no one can control him for even a moment.

But now, one has appeared.

"If it were them, they wouldn't need to wear black clothes or masks, they could come here."

The old monk pondered for a moment: "Could it be the Taoist Taiping? Could he have included me in his scheme?"

The noise above also alarmed the intruders, who retreated immediately.

Li Yi followed the man in black and left the mosque.

At the foot of the mountain, a young girl was holding a candied haws. "You look so embarrassed. Were you discovered?"

"There's a sound of fighting on the seventh floor. It's quite a commotion." The man in black said, "If I don't leave, it will affect me."

"Are we still going to look for the Eight Leaves and Nine Lords?" the girl asked.

"Of course we have to go, but we have to look for another opportunity." said the man in black.

"Why don't you contact Wang Xu? He should know the Eight Leaves and Nine Venerables cultivation method." The girl asked doubtfully.

"Li Weiyang is wary of him. Even if she gave it to me, I wouldn't dare practice it."

The man in black looked back at the girl and said, "If you want to avenge Li Yi, you also need a top-notch martial art. You should cooperate with me."

The girl swallowed a candied haws and said, "Eight Leaves and Nine Lords cannot kill the Taoist Priest Taiping."

"Even the Tiger Mountain God's skills can't kill him." The man in black said, "So, help me get the Eight Leaves and Nine Lords. Only when we join forces will we have a chance of winning."

The girl pondered: "I can contact him and help you hold the Zen Immortal for a while."

In the darkness, Li Yi was slightly stunned. Revenge for himself?
What is the relationship between me and the girl?
If he didn't recognize this girl, then only people from later generations could.

Moreover, they have the aura of Taixu Sutra.

Mo Li, or was it arranged by Chen Xuan Gu?
The girl's cultivation was quite good, she had actually reached the middle stage of divine cultivation, which could be said to be the best among people in later generations.

With this level of cultivation, he was actually able to hold back the Zen Immortal for a while?

Who is the "he" you are talking about?
"A moment is enough." said the man in black.

"Remember your promise. After the task is accomplished, follow me to kill Taoist Taiping." The girl stood up and said.

"The best in the world can only be people of our later generations." said the man in black.

After watching them disappear into the night, Li Yi did not follow them and went back to his room to rest.

He already knew who the man in black was, Luo Feihong from Mandala Villa.

The young girl is actually related to the Tiger Mountain God. What about Xue Tiandao?
The incident at the Sutra Repository did not cause major chaos in the temple. With the Zen master in charge, it was just a minor disturbance.

Li Yi continued to study the scriptures and condense the immortal light.

A month passed in a flash. This time he checked in advance and made sure that the Zen Immortal was not on the seventh floor, so he came to the Sutra Library.

With the Buddhist beads in his hand, Li Yi saw a lotus and felt the power of an ancient Buddha that was otherworldly.

There is a faint Buddhist sound in my ears, and the flame of light in my body is burning fiercely.

The shackles of heaven and earth that were blocking everything were completely loosened at this moment.

The fragmented fairy lights quickly gathered together and condensed into two complete Tathagata fairy lights, one of which penetrated the whole body and merged into the flesh, blood and bones.

The other one exists in the Dantian, like the Milky Way, integrated into the lotus, floating above the fragmented fairy light.

Then, he once again felt the shackles of heaven and earth.

"Now that the heaven and earth are suppressing us, every step forward is crossing the heaven and earth." Li Yi understood.

At the end of the immortal path, the limits of heaven and earth are reached, and only by breaking the shackles again and again can one make progress.

Fortunately, I have Buddhist beads and use ancient scriptures to practice.

"Ok?"

Li Yi frowned and sensed Luo Feihong's breath.

The Zen Immortal did not show up this time, allowing her to browse on the sixth floor until she reached the seventh floor.

Luo Feihong, dressed in black, came in and was also stunned when he saw Li Yi sitting cross-legged.

There is actually a man in black who is also comprehending the Eight Leaves and Nine Lords?
Li Yi did not move, and said calmly: "Donor, please comprehend it on your own."

Luo Feihong was stunned. Is he so generous?
Just as she was hesitating, Li Yi had already transformed into tiny dots of light and disappeared. "What kind of trick is this?" Luo Feihong's eyes were filled with horror.

A cultivator turned into light and disappeared.

Even at the Divine Object Realm, one cannot do this!
Could it be the Zen monk?
But how could the other party allow him to comprehend the Eight Leaves and Nine Lords?

"Don't let your imagination run wild. The Eight Leaves and Nine Lords are the most important."

She seized the opportunity to observe the mural of eight leaves and nine statues.

However, before she could finish watching, the jade pendant in her arms lit up.

Not daring to stay, he rushed to the sixth floor and left quickly.

The old Zen monk followed closely behind her, neither hurried nor slow.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, the girl and a young man carrying a sword also rushed down and saw the old monk behind them.

The girl said, "You idiot, he's following us."

Luo Feihong moved, leaving a trail of afterimages behind. He came to the two of them and stared at the Zen Immortal: "Can you leave?"

"Try it." The boy said calmly.

The girl drew her sword: "After one move, each of us will run for our lives."

"Amitabha, since the three donors are visiting us so late at night, why don't you go to the temple and have a cup of tea?" The old Zen monk looked calm and without anger, as if it was a normal invitation.

"Master, I have something to do at home, so I will visit you next time." Luo Feihong bowed and raised his head. Thirty-six rays of light shot out from his palm.

The young girl gathered her true energy into her sword, and a towering mountain materialized. Nine dragons coiled around the mountain, transforming into a large seal that suppressed the Zen Immortal: "Nine Dragon Wall!"

"Heavenly Sword."

The young man drew his sword, and it was as fast as the wind and lightning, fast and domineering.

"Amitabha."

The old Zen monk put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name. The brilliant Buddha's light lit up, and a qingtan tree floated above his head, spreading the Buddha's light.

Wherever the Buddha's light passed, brilliant light fell, and it turned into thirty-six silver needles.

The Jiulong Mountains quickly cracked and then exploded.

The domineering sword was blocked by the Buddha's light and could no longer move forward.

"Is this what you call holding on for a moment?" Luo Feihong looked grim.

The three of them joined forces, but couldn't break the protective Buddha's light?

The Buddha's light suddenly changed, transforming into countless swastika Buddhist seals, forming chains that bound the three people.

"Father, God of Tiger Mountain!" the girl said urgently.

The swastika chain suddenly paused and actually stopped for a moment.

The three took the opportunity to withdraw and keep some distance.

"Look, is it blocked?" The girl grinned and said, "Master, it's a misunderstanding."

"Let the mountain god come and lead us away." The old monk said calmly, and the Buddha's shackles swept out again.

"It's just a moment, run!" Luo Feihong's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. Pink mist filled the air, blocking his vision, but it was easily swept away by the Buddha's light.

嗡

A bright light bloomed, illuminating the darkness. A dazzling sun descended from the sky, and the brilliant Buddha light blocked the swastika chains.

"Amitabha, the donor has profound Buddhist teachings and has contributed greatly to the creation of nature, so why do you repeatedly commit theft?"

The Zen master frowned, and his old expression became more solemn.

Li Yi said nothing, but waved his hand. Sporadic fairy light enveloped the three people and swept them away.

Upon seeing this, the Zen immortal grasped the qingtan tree and released a dazzling Buddha light.

Li Yi held the Eight Leaves and Nine Statues in his palm and mobilized the two immortal lights in his body. He was both hard and soft, ancient and transcendent, like a Buddha from ancient times.

The Buddha's light and the Tathagata's light collided, and both sides were shocked back.

Li Yi took advantage of the situation and turned into a crystal light and disappeared.

The old monk retreated a hundred meters before finally stabilizing himself. His face was filled with horror. "The body has already transformed into Buddhahood, with great radiant flames. Could there be a second reincarnated Buddha?"

(End of this chapter)