Westward Journey into Dragon

Chapter 193 The Yellow Wind Blots Out the Sun
Thirty thousand miles southwest of Yong'an City, there is a huge mountain range that stretches for more than a thousand miles. It has no name because there are no people inhabited for thousands of miles.

At this time, the moon was covered by light clouds, the sky was dim, and under the misty moonlight, this nameless mountain range was lying on the ground like a dragon.

A gust of night wind blew across a desolate hill on the mountain, swept away countless fallen leaves, but brought the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

This desolate hill lacks spiritual energy, is no more than a hundred feet high, and has sparse trees. It is just an ordinary hill in the earth fairy world.

"laugh--"

A golden light suddenly flew from the top of this desolate mountain. The speed of the golden light was so fast that it tore a long and thin crack in the void, making a sound like tearing silk.

The golden light fell on the top of the hill, the golden light subsided, and a monk with yellow brows, wearing a golden cassock, appeared.

With such a unique appearance, there is no one else in the world of immortals, but the yellow-browed boy under Maitreya Buddha's seat, and now the owner of Xiaoxitian Paradise in Xiaoleiyin Temple in Xiaoling Mountain, the old Buddha with yellow eyebrows.

After the Yellow-browed Old Buddha landed on the top of the mountain, he closed his eyes, as if he was sensing and searching for something.

After a while, the Yellow-browed Old Buddha seemed to have found his target, and suddenly opened his eyes, looking at another three- to four-hundred-foot-high mountain three miles away.

"There!" The yellow-browed Old Buddha scanned the mountain peak with his blue eyes, then suddenly turned his gaze to the halfway up the mountain, staring at a big blue stone road.

"Uncle Dizang said that he released three golden immortals and nine profound immortals from the sea of ​​blood for me to use for myself, and captured their soul breath so that I could find them, but why are these demons Meeting the Sumeru Formation, this is my Buddhist formation, how rare is it that some of these Asuras are members of the Eight Tribes?" Huang Mei stared at the bluestone, with countless thoughts in his mind.

Jiezi Naxumi, in the eyes of ordinary people and low-level cultivation, the bluestone on the opposite side of the mountain may be ordinary, but in the eyes of Huangmei, what he sees is a hazy small world. The Sumeru formation laid down by Jie Zi's Sumeru technique.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter if you are from the Eight Divisions of Heavenly Dragons or not, if you fall into the hands of the Buddha, just submit obediently!" The old Buddha with dark brows showed a sinister look on his face, he took down a wooden mallet from his waist, and threw it into the sky.

The mallet was lifted into the air, turned into a pillar with a diameter of three feet and a length of more than ten feet, and it rumbled towards the bluestone on the opposite side of the mountain.

"boom--"

The bottom of the pillar formed by the mallet hit the big bluestone hard, with a loud bang, the bluestone shattered into countless pieces.

The bluestone shattered, and the Sumeru World within it was naturally destroyed. Countless turbid air rolled out, stirring up the broken bluestone into confusion.

"Shhhhh..."

A few streaks of blood suddenly burst out of the confusion, and twelve asuras dressed in blood stood in the void, glaring viciously at the yellow-browed old Buddha, and Taoist Qingshan suddenly joined them.

"You are a young monk from that temple, why did you sneak attack on us?" Taoist Qingshan looked fiercely at the yellow-browed old Buddha standing on the top of the mountain with a chime-knocking mallet in his hand, and asked viciously.

"I am Xiaoxitian Huangmei Old Buddha. I came here specially to subdue you demons. If you are sensible, quickly convert to this Buddha to avoid the pain of flesh and blood." Huangmei Old Buddha Taiyi overflowed with power, and said domineeringly. .

"Old Buddha with Yellow Eyebrows in Xiaoxitian? I haven't heard of it. You are so arrogant, and you still claim to be the Buddha to let us convert. Do you think that you are the only one in heaven and earth, Sakyamuni, the only one who respects me? A Taiyi Golden Immortal also wants to surrender us Asura clan?" Qingshan Taoist tried his best to resist the coercion of the yellow-browed Taiyi, generally full of disdain.

"So you are willing to take refuge only after I use the method of subjugating demons?" The yellow-browed old Buddha asked with an ugly face. He thought that if he released Taiyi's coercion, the twelve asuras who looked seriously injured would immediately He just bowed his head and said hello, not wanting to even dare to mock himself, he really didn't know what to do.

"Subdue us if you have the ability, and sneak attack when we are seriously injured. We who admire strength would rather die than surrender!" Taoist Qingshan stood upright even though he was immobilized by the aura of the Yellow-browed Old Buddha. Spine yelled.

"I'm here to protect the Dharma for you. When you return to your full strength, I will crush you with absolute power. If you don't surrender by then, don't blame the old Buddha for being cruel!" Sitting on top of a hill.

Asura is a fighting race and is not afraid of death. He respects power and only submits to the strong. To subdue them, one must rely on upright strength to defeat them.After all, Asura used to fight with Indra every year, even though he lost more than he won, he never surrendered until Sakyamuni was reincarnated as a celestial being and became the second generation of Indra. If Huang Mei wanted to subdue these Asuras, he had to defeat them in their prime, so Huang Mei Laofo didn't do it immediately.

It's all said to this point, it's useless to say more, after Qingshan and the other two Jinxian looked at each other, they also sat down cross-legged and regained their vitality. .

In the battle between Jinxian and Taiyi Jinxian, Xuanxian couldn't intervene at all, so the other Nine-Life Xuanxian Ashura acted as his own guard, not to guard against the sneak attack of the Yellow-browed Old Buddha, but to relieve psychological pressure.

Time passed, and soon four or five hours passed, and the moon was already deep in the sky. The yellow-browed old Buddha sitting cross-legged on the ground suddenly opened his eyes and looked northeast.

"Since Fellow Daoist Yujiao is here, why hide and hide, you might as well come out and talk about it." Old Buddha Huangmei suddenly said.

"The old Buddha's sense is really sensitive." With a flash of white light, Chen Xian, dressed in white, appeared in front of Huang Mei, and cupped his hands at Huang Mei.

"Why did Fellow Daoist Jade Jiao come here?" The Yellow-browed Old Buddha's voice was neither sad nor happy, and his head was drooping when he spoke, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

"Looking at the appearance of the old Buddha, it seems that he wants to take these Asuras under his command, but the Asuras are cruel and cunning, so the old Buddha should think twice!" Chen Xian asked inappropriately.

"The old Buddha has his own means of subduing demons!" The old Buddha with yellow eyebrows replied with his voice unchanged.

"Fellow Daoist Yujiao hasn't answered my previous question yet, can you enlighten me?" Old Buddha Huangmei asked again.

"I don't dare to teach you." Chen Xian waved his hand, pointed at the twelve Asuras facing him, and said, "It's just that these twelve Asuras have enmity with me, why don't fellow Taoists let me kill them, would that be good?"

At this time, Chen Xian had ten thousand beasts running around in his heart. He finally learned from the Macaque King that Qingshan and other Asuras were hiding not far from Yong'an City and were preparing to sabotage them. He never came back from Moyun Cave. He hurried back to Yong'an City to have a look, and rushed here without stopping, planning to sneak over to kill Qing Shan and the others, but found that Huang Mei was squatting here, it was really unlucky.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha!" ​​The yellow-browed old Buddha stood up suddenly, with a benevolent face, clasped his hands together, solemnly performed a Buddha ceremony, and then said: "God has the virtue of good life, why don't the benefactors let them live!"

"What the hell are you doing? Don't think that if you shaved your head off, put on a cassock, and recited 'Amitabha Buddha', you are really a monk. You are a devil who claims to be a Buddha, so don't make such superficial tricks!" Chen Xian sneered.

"These Asuras have enmity with me and my elder brothers. It is not wise for you to protect them." Chen Xian said with a serious face and a calm voice.

"Huh?" The two slender yellow eyebrows of the Yellow-browed Old Buddha shook. At his level, he can tell the truth of a person's speech, and immediately knows that what Chen Xian said is true. The demon king has a grudge.

"Amitabha!" The Yellow-browed Old Buddha uttered the Buddha's name here, and said, "Turning into Buddhism, I will forget all the front... um."

The Yellow-browed Old Buddha stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking, took off the Acquired Human Seed Bag from his waist, which was like a half-worn white cloth bag, and threw it on the heads of the twelve Asuras.

"Ugh..."

The bag on the ethnographic bag was untied automatically, and a gust of wind blew out instantly, rolling in twelve Asuras.

After collecting twelve Asuras, the belt on the mouth of the ethnic bag was tied automatically, and with a "swoosh" it flew back into Huangmei's hand, and then turned into an ordinary white cloth bag and was tied around his waist.

Huang Mei Laofo's movements were done in one go, but in the blink of an eye, Chen Xian was still waiting for Huang Mei's next words, but unexpectedly he made a sudden move, but it was too late.

"Huang Mei, keep him!" Huang Mei had just fastened the Houtian human breeding bag, when the macaque king shouted violently from afar.

As soon as the roaring roar fell, a golden light flashed, and the macaque king in armor also fell on the top of this kind of hill, holding the iron rod, staring at the yellow-browed old Buddha angrily, and said loudly: "You know all this well! Shura has an enmity with us but still protects them, is he trying to be an enemy of our eight brothers?"

"The Monkey King is serious." The Yellow-browed Old Buddha waved his hands, and said calmly, "I, Xiao Xitian, have very few masters. I just need these Asuras to guard the dojo, and I hope the Monkey King will make it perfect."

"But they have enmity with our brothers, you protect them..."

"Don't be impatient, Monkey King. They have entered my Buddhist sect, and I will wash away their hatred with the supreme Dharma, and I will not let them harass fellow Taoists." The Yellow-browed Old Buddha said calmly as before. Asura has already been included in his pocket, and he has cooperated with the Bull Demon King and others. He is not afraid of a few people robbing him hard, and the rest is just lip service.

"Oh, I don't know what supreme Dharma you want to perform. I am also good at Dharma, so why don't I do it for you. My Great Sun Tathagata Extinguishing Demon Buddha Flame is the original story, and it will definitely help these fellow Asuras to Nirvana and become Buddhas." !” The macaque king smiled all over his face, and said casually: “In this way, they can put down their butcher knives and immediately become Buddhas!”

"How dare you bother the Monkey King?" Huang Mei shook his head, and said very seriously: "I can solve it by myself."

"You can solve it yourself, but I want to remind you, if these Asuras still have evil intentions, you'd better not let them go down the mountain, or they will die easily." King Macaque said.

"Naturally." Huang Mei nodded.

"If there's nothing wrong, I'll go back to Xiaoling Mountain. These Asuras still need some training." After Huang Mei finished speaking, she turned into a golden light and left.

"Hmph!" The macaque king snorted coldly, and put away the iron rod.

"Why is fifth brother here?" After Huang Mei left, Chen Xian asked the macaque king.

"At first I thought you could take down these twelve Asuras, but when I heard them talking to Huang Mei suddenly, I knew that Huang Mei wanted to subdue them, so I came here and wanted to kill Taoist Qingshan secretly, but I didn't think about that. Huangmei has a very high spiritual awareness, and he noticed me hundreds of miles away." The macaque king shook his head and said.

"Let Qingshan escape again." Chen Xian sighed, frowned and said: "The so-called thing is only three, this is the third time Qingshan has escaped from our hands, I have a hunch, the next time we meet, absolutely It's a scourge!"

"What are you afraid of him doing? At most, he can be promoted to Taiyi Golden Immortal through tribulations. If there is any malicious intention again, I will beat him to death with a stick!" The macaque king said domineeringly.

"Huh? Brother Wu's cultivation level has improved again, congratulations!" Chen Xian found out that the macaque king's aura had changed, and it was deeper than before. It was obvious that his cultivation base had made a breakthrough, so he quickly congratulated him.

"Haha, it's time to break through. I've been trapped in the early stage of Taiyi for more than 300 years, so I should break through." King Macaque said.

"Huang Mei is gone, there is no point in staying here, Fifth Brother is leaving, let's go to Yong'an City for a drink." Chen Xian said.

"No, I just broke through, and I'm going to fight with the old lion to strengthen my cultivation." The macaque king waved his hands.

"I'm going..." After the macaque king said, he did a backflip and disappeared.

"What a monkey rush!" Seeing the monkey leave as soon as he said it, Chen Xian said something in his heart, and then flew towards Yong'an City with a cloud head.

The place where Taoist Qingshan and the twelve Asuras hide and practice is not far from Yong'an City, and it didn't take long for Chen Xian to return to Yong'an City.

It was late at night, and the monsters in Yong'an City were either sleeping to refresh themselves, or meditating to adjust their breath. Except for the sound of armor rubbing when patrolling monster soldiers walked around, the city was completely silent.

Chen Xian didn't disturb any monsters, and went straight to Longmian Hall, opened the door and walked in.

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"It's another Mid-Autumn Festival that is destined not to be reunited." Standing on the observatory, looking at the bright moon as big as a wheel in the sky, Chen Xian felt a little melancholy.

"I heard that Laojun held the Danyuan meeting in Tushita Palace today, and gathered with all the immortals. Could it be that those gods who have lost their love will also miss their dead relatives? Laojun held the Danyuan meeting to dilute them. Homesickness?" After all, he is a master of Xuanxian, and the feeling of nostalgia only flashed in his mind, and Chen Xian began to think about the purpose of the Laojun holding the Danyuan Conference. Laojun has not held the Danyuan Conference in person for hundreds of years. It's the meeting. In the past, the elixirs were handed over to the Jade Emperor, and the Jade Emperor took care of them. This time, he personally went into battle. Could it be that there is some deep-seated intention?Every action of a sage has a deep meaning, so he can't help but think deeply.

"Huh?" While Chen Xian was thinking about Laojun's intention to convene the Alchemy Conference, he suddenly saw a yellow wind blowing from the west, covering the sky and covering the sun, and the whole world became dark in an instant...

(End of this chapter)