After the ascent failed

Chapter 888 Mahayana true meaning and declaration of war

At this time, Hua Dongsheng also looked at Ye Chunyang with surprise on his face, as if he was deeply surprised that he was not affected by the will of the statue in the palace, but was able to save everyone.

Ye Chunyang was also quite surprised!
His soul has been tempered by eighteen combined sculptures in the Diyuan Realm, so he can resist the impact of the will of these statues. How did Hua Dongsheng do it?
"Tsk tsk, Fellow Daoist Ye is really powerful, Hua admires it." Hua Dongsheng sighed, looking at Ye Chunyang with strange eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Hua is immune to the invasion of these wills, which surprises me." Ye Chunyang said, it seems that Hua Dongsheng is hiding deeper than he imagined.

The will of these statues is so strong that even a high-level soul cultivator like Lu Qingshang is hard to resist, but this person is safe and sound, obviously he is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Hua Dongsheng chuckled and didn't mean to explain. He turned to Lu Qingshang and the others, and said, "Look at the others first!"

Ye Chunyang nodded, didn't say much, and distributed the pills to everyone to take.

After some breath adjustment, Gu Qian and the others gradually recovered, and when they looked at the thirteen statues in front of them, they couldn't help showing a bit of fear.

"These statues are so scary, what are they?" Lin Qingshan asked with a little fear.

He asked himself if he could reach the top in the same level of spiritual cultivation, but just a little bit of probing just now, the divine sense was attracted in, which shows how terrifying the will contained in these thirteen statues is.

Lu Qingshang and Guan Ruoruo also had lingering fears and dared not perceive these statues anymore.

"These statues contain the true meaning of Mahayana, and ordinary people naturally cannot resist them." Hua Dongsheng said flatly.

"The true meaning of Mahayana!" Lu Qingshang said in shock: "Could it be that they are all Mahayana monks!"

"Not really." Hua Dongsheng said: "They are just ordinary statues, but Mahayana monks have injected the will of the deity into them, understand what I mean?"

Lu Qingshang and the others looked at each other and nodded.

They naturally understood the meaning of Hua Dongsheng's words. These statues are not the true bodies of Mahayana monks, but they have the meaning of Mahayana. If they are not cultivated enough, they must be controlled by them.

"But having said that, although the true meaning of Mahayana is terrifying, if you can understand it, it will be of great benefit to your own cultivation." Hua Dongsheng continued.

Lu Qingshang and Gu Qian looked up at the statue in front of them at the same time, with hesitant expressions on their faces.

They have tried before, but instead of being able to comprehend the true meaning of these Mahayanas, they were almost obliterated by them. If they comprehend them forcefully, the consequences can be imagined.

Ye Chunyang looked at these statues, and then swept his eyes in other directions, wanting to see if there was anything else inside.

But soon he found that apart from the thirteen Mahayana statues, there was nothing else in the pavilion.

"You guys adjust your breath first, I'll go and have a look." Ye Chunyang turned his head and said to Gu Qian and the others.

Gu Qian nodded slightly, then closed her eyes and practiced breathing exercises.

Lu Qingshang and others also continued to meditate to recover.

Ye Chunyang walked up to the thirteen statues with a pensive look on his face.

These statues contain the true meaning of Mahayana, and they are much stronger than the eighteen combined sculptures I saw in the Diyuan Realm. If he hadn't had experience, it would have been difficult to resist the invasion of this will.

"Does Fellow Daoist Ye have any insights?" Hua Dongsheng stepped forward and asked with a smile.

Ye Chunyang frowned, then shook his head, "I don't have any insight."

"These Mahayana wills should all come from the fairy world. Although we have Mahayana monks in the spiritual world, they can't be compared with the fairy world. These wills are so powerful that people can't resist them. But if you can understand it, you may be able to touch it The mystery of the fairy world." Hua Dongsheng smiled slightly, a little mysterious.

Ye Chunyang nodded, agreeing with Hua Dongsheng's words.

Immediately, he ran the God Refining Art, his consciousness was clear, and he looked at the statue intently.

Suddenly, his heart shook, and he felt an inexplicable will spread into the sea of ​​consciousness. This will was surging and engraved deeply in his mind.

At the same time, the statue he was looking at seemed to be flickering with light. From the eyes of the other party, Ye Chunyang saw mysterious patterns one after another, like a real dragon dancing, and a strong will was imprinted in his heart.

At this moment, Ye Chunyang stood still like a sculpture, with a strange light shining in his eyes, as if he had entered some kind of magical realm, and his mind wandered too far.

"what?"

Hua Dongsheng who was next to him let out a small sigh, he felt Ye Chunyang's abnormality.

"Could this guy really understand the true meaning of Mahayana?"

Seeing Ye Chunyang's miraculous state, Hua Dongsheng was taken aback. He was immune to the erosion of Mahayana's will because he practiced a special secret technique that can protect the soul, but this did not allow him to truly understand the true meaning of Mahayana.

And Ye Chunyang's miraculousness at this time shows that he has already realized something. This kind of talent shocked Hua Dongsheng!
After an unknown amount of time, Ye Chunyang finally came back to his senses. He stood on the spot with his head slightly lowered, a strange light flashed in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

After a moment, he looked up at another statue.

"boom!"

A majestic will rushed into his mind, and the true essence in his body boiled accordingly. Ye Chunyang instantly felt a new artistic conception, a different perception.

After about half an hour, he looked away and looked at another statue again.

Just like before, Mahayana's true intentions entered the sea of ​​consciousness, refined his soul, and helped him consolidate his true energy. Under the infusion of these wills, he clearly felt that some of the vainness he had just broken through the late stage of returning to the void not long ago gradually changed. It has to be stabilized, and the strength becomes more stable.

After that, he went on to look at the next statue.

Soon, he had enlightenment again.

This is already the fourth statue.

The enlightenment struck again, Ye Chunyang's soul was as empty as a mirror, traveling in the void, completely silent in the supreme true meaning.

Fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth... No. 11, No. 12!
When he felt the last statue again, Ye Chunyang paused for a moment, a little doubt flashed in his eyes, but not long after, his eyes blossomed with splendor, touching the magical artistic conception again.

Hua Dongsheng's eyes were fixed on Ye Chunyang, his mouth was slightly opened at times, his brows were furrowed at times, his face was changing, and finally a faint light flashed in his eyes.

But he hid this abnormality so well that no one could detect it.

At this time, Gu Qian and the others had fully recovered, got up and walked towards Ye Chunyang.

But at this moment, a burst of wind suddenly sounded outside the hall, followed by voices, and several figures appeared at the door.

The leader is a young man with a natural and unrestrained temperament, handsome appearance, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of returning to the void, followed by several old men who are also high-level returning to the void.

Seeing the thirteen statues in the pavilion, the group of people were startled for a while, as if they were a little surprised, and then they seemed to understand something, with great joy in their eyes.

But when the young man at the front saw Ye Chunyang under the statue, his face turned cold.

"Ye Chunyang!"

The young man stared at Ye Chunyang's back with a chill in his eyes.

Ye Chunyang turned around and saw this young man, his eyes sharpened suddenly: "Mo Yao!"

Hearing this, Gu Qian looked at the young man together, with a chill on his face.

She is no stranger to Mo Yao. Back then, the other party's avatar was in the lower realm, trying to obliterate Ye Chunyang and bring havoc to the demon god realm. Her sect and relatives also fell because of this.

"You really came."

Mo Yao stared at Ye Chunyang and walked into the palace step by step.

Ye Chunyang looked calm, and also stared at Mo Yao.

The eyes of the two collided, and sparks sparked imperceptibly.

They were the enemies of destiny, and now they finally meet face to face.

The scene was very quiet, only the sound of Mo Yao's footsteps could be heard. He stopped in front of Ye Chunyang, with a smile on his lips, "I have been waiting for you for a long time, and you have not disappointed me."

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time." Ye Chunyang said.

There was no wave on his face, because this day was already doomed.

Because of Mo Yao, he lived and died several times in the Demon God Realm, and his relatives and friends around him died one by one.

Also because of him, Ye Chunyang was separated from everyone in the parallel plane.

All of these causes and effects are caused by him.

Hua Dongsheng looked at the two people who were confronting each other, his face flickered. He recognized Mo Yao and knew the identity of the other party's young master of Ling Xiao Realm very well. Looking at the current situation, he was afraid that a conflict would be inevitable.

Just as the atmosphere in the field gradually solidified, there was another flash of light coming from outside the hall.

Several groups of people appeared one after another.

The first person to enter the pavilion was a beautiful woman, she stepped on a green lotus, she was a little surprised when she fell into the arena, and then walked towards Ye Chunyang.

Looking at this woman, Ye Chunyang's expression moved slightly, revealing a smile.

"You came."

The woman spoke first, and she walked to his side, the indifference between her brows melted, and a touching smile emerged.

"Well, after receiving your message, I also entered the island." Ye Chunyang replied with a smile.

The person who came was Luo Qingcheng, followed by Xiao Qingge and all the elders of Tianjue Palace.

Luo Qingcheng nodded, looking at the black wooden coffin carried behind Ye Chunyang's back, surprise flashed across her beautiful eyes, but she didn't ask any more questions.

She turned her eyes, looked at Mo Yao, and said coldly: "Mo Yao, are you going to do it now?"

Ever since Luo Qingcheng appeared, Mo Yao's complexion had darkened, especially seeing her gentleness towards Ye Chunyang, which was like a sharp sword, piercing into his heart.

He sneered and said, "So what if I do it?"

"Then my husband and I will join hands and fight with you!" Luo Qingcheng said, her voice was not loud, but there was a firmness in it, which was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

"Husband and wife are united..."

I don't know who murmured.

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and everyone looked at the young couple with complicated eyes. At this moment, Gu Qian, who was standing behind Ye Chunyang, couldn't help but take a few steps back, trembling slightly.

It turns out that they have become Taoist couples?
(End of this chapter)