Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 318 The Desperate Qilin Emperor

After leaving the Nine Layers Holy Court, the Qilin Emperor went to the western region non-stop and spent a lot of energy before arriving at Leiyin Temple.

Many holy places are hostile to a strange emperor-level warrior, so every time he passes through a holy place, Emperor Qilin has to visit and obtain a customs clearance certificate.

"It's finally here!"

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Emperor Qilin looked at the dense forest all around, his face full of fatigue.

"Who is coming? Sign up to come!"

A novice monk on duty spotted Emperor Qilin, his eyes were full of vigilance, and he scolded in a deep voice.

"I'm coming to the Holy Lord of the Qilin Holy Land, and I want to visit your host!"

Emperor Qilin frowned slightly, and he was actually scolded by a novice monk at the saint level, which made him secretly annoyed, but after all, he had something to ask for, so he said it politely.

He can't help it either, Leiyin Temple is a force of the second era, and its comprehensive strength is powerful, although it is not comparable to the Nine Layers Holy Court, it is far more than Qilin Holy Land.

Here, his identity is not easy to use!

"Senior, please wait a moment!"

The little novice gave the Great Qilin a surprised look, cupped his fists in respect, turned around and ran up the mountain.

About a quarter of an hour later, the little monk returned the same way, pointed to the road behind and said, "Senior, if you follow this road, you will be able to enter the Great Thousand World of the Western Paradise!"

Xitian World, the sect residence of Leiyin Temple, is a nine-level mustard world.

"Ok!"

The Great Qilin nodded, followed the steps, walked up to the top of the mountain, and then, led by a monk, walked through the world space passage and entered the Great Thousand World of the Western Paradise.

At a glance, the clouds and mist are misty, the golden light is ten thousand, the thousand mountains have been hollowed out, and hundreds of millions of Buddha statues have been carved out. In the void, the Buddha's voice echoed, which made people feel impatient and restored their tranquility.

In the center of Xitian World, there is a golden hall suspended, tens of thousands of Buddhas are sitting cross-legged, clasping their hands together, exuding a powerful aura.

On the topmost Buddha seat, an old man wearing a cassock with a white beard and holding Buddhist beads, crossed his legs on an eighth-grade golden lotus, chanting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, echoing in the sky.

In the bliss of the western sky, forget the three thousand troubles in the world.

"Host, the guests are here!"

The monk led the Qilin Emperor into the palace, bent slightly, clasped his hands together and saluted.

"Amitabha! The poor monk is like fate, and I have met the benefactor!"

The host stopped chanting and said very kindly.

"Meet the host!"

The Qilin Emperor did not dare to be casual, and respected the way of salutation. On the one hand, he was asking for others, and on the other hand, he was amazed at the power of Leiyin Temple.

He found that there were two auras in the treasure hall that he couldn't see through, most of them were the ancient emperor's realm, and there were five auras like him, which were in the ordinary emperor's realm.

It can be seen that the strength of Leiyin Temple is much higher than that of Qilin Holy Land.

"Master, I came here to ask for help. My most important heir was taken away by the Eternal Life Pavilion. I visited the Jiuzhong Sage Emperor before, and he said that you once rescued the disciple from the Eternal Life Pavilion!"

Emperor Qilin went straight to the point and explained his reason for coming.

In the treasure hall, thousands of Buddhas closed their eyes and meditated, suddenly opened their eyes, revealing complex expressions, showing fear, concern, and surprise
It is not difficult to see that they have also heard of the reputation of Yongsheng Pavilion.

"The poor monk already knows the purpose of the benefactor's visit, but I'm sorry, Leiyin Temple can't help!"

Ru Yuan pondered for a moment, then said slowly, her voice was flat, neither sad nor happy.

"Host, it is said that the monks are compassionate, please save my son, as long as Leiyin Temple can help, I am willing to pay any price!"

The Qilin Emperor panicked, begged quickly, and made a heavy oath.

You know, with his oath, if Leiyin Temple rescued Shen Youlin and asked him to be Leiyin Temple's servant, he would not be able to refuse.

"Hey! It's not that the poor monk doesn't want to save him, but because he doesn't have the strength to do so!"

Ruyuan sighed, and asked quietly: "Do you know who the disciples were rescued in the second era of Leiyin Temple?"

"Please preside over the clarification!"

Emperor Qilin shook his head and said.

"In the second era, the Buddha enlightened under the Bodhi tree and founded Buddhism. It was divided into Leiyin Temple, Baima Temple, and Wanfo Temple. The three temples all honored Buddha and became the most powerful at that time!"

"At that time, the Yongsheng Pavilion had already started to steal special physiques everywhere. At that time, a generation of Tianjiao came out of the sect, who had the No.6 'Three Tathagata Body', and was accepted as a direct disciple by the Buddha!"

"In order to protect his disciple, the Buddha evolved a clone, used the clone to pretend to be a disciple, and disguised the disciple!"

"The Buddha's worry was correct. After only half a year, the Eternal Life Pavilion took away the Buddha's evolved avatar!"

"As for the back, the Buddha followed the clone and found the Yongsheng Pavilion."

Having said that, Ruyuan shook his head, clasped his hands together, and recited a mantra: "Amitabha!"

There is no need for Ruyuan to explain, the Qilin Emperor also understands what happened next. It turned out that the one rescued by Leiyin Temple was not a disciple, but just a doppelgänger, or the Buddha himself.

In this way, the only way to save Shen Youlin is to ask the Buddha to help, but is there any way to get the Buddha out of the mountain?

"Don't even think about asking the Buddha to take action. After returning from the Yongsheng Pavilion, the Buddha will pass away!"

Perhaps seeing Emperor Qilin's careful thinking, Ru Yuan said again, then closed his eyes and continued to chant Buddhist scriptures.

Thousands of Buddhas in the temple closed their eyes to comprehend the Buddha way again.

"Thank you for hosting!"

Emperor Qilin bowed slightly, and left the palace in a daze, his expression was in a trance, and he didn't return to normal until he left the Xitian world, and said through gritted teeth: "Da Qin, it's all Da Qin's fault!"

"If it weren't for the Great Qin Court, Emperor Huo Lin would not have fallen, I would not have made a move, and my son would not have disappeared!"

"Qin Wudao, after I return, I will cut you into pieces!"

A strong resentment erupted from Emperor Qilin's body, and a black cloud condensed in the sky above his head, and the surrounding trees lost their vitality in an instant.

The monk leading the way quietly clenched the stick in his hand, ready to strike at any time.

"Amitabha!"

On the eighth-grade golden lotus, Ruyuan shook her head slightly, closed her eyes and said: "There are still two months before the first wave of spiritual energy will come, everyone must seize this opportunity and try to understand Buddhism!"

"Follow the presiding decree!"

The Buddhas replied softly.

Zhongyu!

In the mysterious canyon!

A group of men in black gathered together, filled with a terrifying atmosphere.

"Two months later, the first wave of spiritual energy will come, we must hurry up, and we must not delay the master's plan!"

Standing at the forefront, the Pavilion Master of the Eternal Life Pavilion ordered in a deep voice.

"As ordered!"

The men in black robes bowed.

"Pavilion Master, according to information, the Great Qilin has been running around the mainland recently, preparing to rescue Shen Youlin, do you want to?"

A man in black made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"No, all the holy places are waiting for the aura tide to come, but they don't have time to pay attention to the Qilin Emperor, so go down and prepare!"

The owner of the Yongsheng Pavilion showed a sneer and said indifferently.

(End of this chapter)