Reincarnation Paradise: Giant Treasure Chest

However, Ivia, who had disappeared because of this, reappeared.

"Hunyuan Heavenly Thunder Formation!"

The celestial dragons obeyed Bishamonten's command, curled up their bodies and gathered strength to spit out heavenly thunder, which was strengthened by the gathering guidance of the wisdom umbrella and turned into a huge lightning column that shot towards Avia.

Ivia didn't dodge at all, and went straight up against the torrent of thunder.

"retreat!"

Bishamonten saw that the attack was not very effective and ordered the heavenly dragons to retreat.

However, the Tianlongs knew their own suffering. Ivia, who was going upstream, had no intention of dodging. The giant sword with murderous intent had actually hit it, but now it all depended on the delay of the thunder.

Sizzle sizzle!!!

Ivia held the giant sword in one hand like a chainsaw, sawing through the thunder bit by bit and slashing at the golden flying dragon.

At the critical moment, Bishamonten's Dharma body reappeared, falling from the sky like a tiger. He did not use any weapons, but relied entirely on his physical body to bravely pounce on Avia.

But he underestimated the speed at which Ivia could cut through the thunder. Before he arrived, Ivia's giant sword had already approached the open mouth in the sky, and cut through the thunder in its mouth with one stroke.

Half of the dragon's head, along with a trace of blood, splashed onto the hideous-looking Bishamonten.

[The worker has killed the Tianlong Zidian. The worker has obtained the special treasure chest Zidian.]

"Ahhh!" Bishamonten swung his fists in anger and hit Ivia.

Zhengzhengzheng!

Three flashes of sword light flew by, and three of the four limbs of Vaisravana's Dharma body were lost.

However, this did not stop the furious Bishamonten, and his broken Dharma body still smashed down on Avia. The only remaining Dharma body of Bishamonten stretched out his right hand and tightly grasped Avia, who was so tiny in front of the Dharma body.

The struggle is in vain.

Click, click, click!

Bishamonten pinched Ivia's right hand, which made a series of sounds of being overwhelmed, and cracks quickly appeared.

"Om Mani Padme Hum!"

Bishamonten spoke word by word, and debris emerged from his Dharma body, on the verge of collapse, but the hand holding Ivia was as steady as iron, and he brought Ivia down from the sky with him.

With a thud, Bishamonten's Dharma body fell to the ground and quickly gathered together, eventually turning back into a complete sitting Dharma body, with the six-syllable mantra on his chest shining with golden light.

The next second, a tremendous force came from underground. The golden light of the six-word mantra flashed several times, and then shattered along with the reshaped Dharma body.

Amidst the rubble of the collapsed statue, a powerful figure with bronzed muscles was blown out with sparks flying from his body, carving a huge ravine in the ruined land of Kyoto.

But the next moment, the figure stood up again from the ruins and rushed towards Ivia who was unharmed.

"It makes me look like a bully!"

Seeing this warrior, Ivia wanted to help him. She put away her giant sword, rolled up her sleeves, and raised her fist to strike Bishamonten when he rushed in front of her.

clang! !

The muscular figure, as strong as copper and iron, was deformed by Ivia's punch on the head, and his ferocious face became funny.

Even so, Bishamonten did not retreat or flee. Instead, he spun around, clenched his fists, and struck Ivia with his elbows and forearms.

There was another clang, and Bishamonten's attack had no effect, and was once again broken by Avia's kick.

With his golden body shattered and blood all over his body, Bishamonten still managed to stand upright and prepared to attack.

Ivia chose to stop and admire, Bishamonten's power was exhausted.

"That's what we call courage!"

The worker has killed Vaisravana (Lord of Wealth), and has obtained the broken umbrella of wisdom.

Without its supporter, the giant umbrella that was constantly spinning and covering the sky gradually faded and finally disappeared.

Only then did Ivia notice that heavy rain had begun to fall.

Bishamonten's attack did not affect the ground of Kyoto. Even if there were gods, demons, or humans who survived by chance, they all fled far away.

There was silence among the ruins, with only Avia and Bishamonten, who remained even after death.

"So it's the Northern Heavenly King, Vaisravana. No wonder he's so brave. It's normal that I can't defeat him."

After the dust settled, Jiuyuan appeared with a paper fan covering his face, speaking with great emotion.

His appearance interrupted Ivia's recollection, and Ivia noticed that after Bishamonten's death, his power did not disperse locally, but drifted to the other side of the sea.

As expected, the killing was endless, and Ivia had to admit that what Monk Chixin did was right.

But it cannot be said that this killing spree had no effect. Ivia glanced at Jiuyuan.

"Five hundred years from now, the Demon-Taimon Ryo will exterminate all the local gods and demons. Amaterasu and Bishamonten are dead, and no one can stop me."

Jiuyuan easily saw through Ivia's thoughts and made a promise.

Is that why the Demon Exorcism Bureau was able to last for five hundred years after the decline of heaven and earth, and only disappeared after the arrival of Avia?

"If you can run, you'd better run quickly. I'm going to make a big move later. I won't be responsible if you accidentally hurt me in your bloodthirsty state."

Ivia kindly reminded.

----

In the great country of the East, in Xiaoze Township at the foot of Baishi Mountain, the once dilapidated and abandoned Baishi Temple has recently been renovated. A great and venerable monk has resided here with a sincere wish to restore the Baishi Temple to its former glory.

In accordance with the imperial decree, the laborers in Ozawa Township transported various earth, stones and wood to the vicinity of Shiraishi Temple on schedule.

It has rained heavily for several days and the roads are muddy and difficult to travel on. The laborers from Ozawa Township have missed their appointments many times. Fortunately, the monk Chixin who manages the temple understands this and has never made things difficult for them.

Now, the laborers of Ozawa Township are transporting the wood needed for the temple's beams and pillars.

This was not the wood that should have been delivered that day, but something that should have been delivered to the designated location half a month ago. These laborers were already a whole shift late.

"Brother Sheng, it's raining so hard, it looks like we're going to be delayed again!"

The laborers had to stop in the pouring rain, and Guangzhi, the deputy in the team, said to the leader worriedly.

The leader, known as Brother Sheng, also had a frown on his face and didn't even light a fire, not knowing what to do.

"We'll continue on our journey when the rain subsides a bit. We can only deliver this batch of materials first. Master Chixin is very understanding and won't blame us."

Brother Sheng couldn't think of a solution and comforted his fellow villagers.

The loyal monk they were talking about was standing in the heavy rain not far away. He stretched out his hand with an expressionless face and cut the ropes that bound the wood in mid-air.

The pile of wood was loaded on a cart and covered with oilcloth to protect it from the rain. When Monk Chixin took action in secret, the wood immediately broke free like a wild horse, rolled off the cart and fell into the cliff.

The laborers, who were already disheartened, fell into complete despair. This time, they not only broke their promise, but also directly damaged the wood. Even if they salvaged it, it would probably be unusable.

After doing all this, Monk Chixin returned to the hastily restored main hall of Baishi Temple, burned incense and prayed:

"I have made a great vow to rebuild the White Stone Temple in this lifetime, but I lack the strength, so I have entrusted some minor tasks to the common people. Unfortunately, these unruly people have no respect for me and have repeatedly bullied me, the elderly and weak, failed to meet deadlines, embezzled money, and passed off inferior goods as good ones."

"I have been very tolerant, but this time the unruly people have destroyed my beams, making it difficult for my Buddha to shine."

"I see greed and lust here, with much killing and much fighting. It's a place of vicious arguments and a sea of ​​evil!"

"We must use killing to awaken their reverence and spread the name of our Buddha!"

Monk Chixin's high-sounding words received a response, and the slowly burning incense ash fell and formed the Chinese character "善".

Monk Chixin bowed reverently.

This series of impressive moves left Ivia, who had just arrived, stunned.

"And when they become famous in the lower realms, I'll be responsible for beating them all to death, right?"

Aiweiya asked with speculation, taking a bite of the apple she took from the altar.

Ivia's sudden appearance made Monk Chixin very panicked, as if he had encountered something more terrifying than growing his hair.

"Don't worry, they can't see me." Ivia understood what he was worried about.

Monk Chixin finally came to his senses, no longer showing the sanctimonious air he had just had. He sat in front of the altar and gasped for breath.

"Why are you here so early? I've just started all the arrangements."

After catching his breath, Monk Chixin asked.

"Then you might want to speed up. I killed Bishamonten!"

Aivia spoke up and brought the other party some bad news.

"The calamity that kills the body or the calamity that kills the gods?"

Monk Chixin asked anxiously.

"Speak human language!" Aivia roughly understood that the monk Chixin wanted to ask about the extent of Bishamonten's death, but she still retorted before continuing:

"I shattered his golden body, and his soul also flew back in pieces."

Monk Chixin breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this description. With his body and soul destroyed, it would be impossible for the Heavenly King Vaisravana to return within a hundred years.

"Since you're here, why don't you pretend to be my guard for now? When all the gods and Buddhas are about to display their powers, you can kill them."

Monk Chixin suggested.

Aivia nodded in agreement and asked:

"Those laborers down the mountain are light-footed and strong. They must be your reserve troops. How are you planning to trick them?"

"I am about to go there, please take a look!"

The red-hearted monk started again.

Aivia curled her lips, put on a special raincoat and followed Monk Chixin down the mountain to check.

The exchanges between the red-hearted monk and the mountain servant were full of hidden guidance.

At the beginning, Monk Chixin acted magnanimously and told them that Buddha was merciful and that it would be okay if the materials were delivered a little late.

His face changed drastically after he learned that the rope of the timber cart had broken for some reason, causing the timber to fall off the cliff and be soaked by rain.

Then Monk Chixin deliberately revealed his flaw to comfort the servants that it was not a big deal.

The seemingly poor acting skills failed to deceive the clever servants. When the monk Chixin was hurriedly packing up his luggage and preparing to escape, he was caught red-handed by the servants.

Monk Chixin had to explain that he was actually a liar. He did not expect that after telling such a big lie, he was really entrusted by the court with the important task of rebuilding Baishishi Temple. He had wanted to run away for a long time, so he was magnanimous and forgave the servants who broke their promises again and again.

Now that the irreplaceable and precious beams and pillars were soaked in water, the loyal monk and the servants were going to be beheaded together.