I didn't intend to become a fairy

Chapter 565 The Taoist has arrived
"Rumble..."

Suddenly there was rolling thunder outside.

Through the open door of the main hall, you can see the dark clouds in the sky outside, the raging wind, and the faint flash of thunder in the distance. It seems that the last thunderstorm from summer to autumn is ushering in here.

However, none of the 360 monks in the temple saw this scene.

All the monks, regardless of whether they were tall or short, fat or thin, whether they were sitting in front or behind, far or near, stretched their necks to look at Ling Yun on the colorful glazed platform above without feeling sore in their necks.

"Rumble..."

A thunderbolt exploded overhead.

The monks in the temple were divided into high and low classes, depending on the depth of Buddhism. Some remained unmoved and continued to stare longingly at the watery aura on the colorful glazed platform above. Some were still a little afraid of the power of God, so they would tremble subconsciously. , but even though his whole body was shaking, he refused to look away at all.

Some were even mumbling scriptures, but this seemed to have become a subconscious behavior, and it did not affect them at all from focusing all their attention on the treasure in front of them.

It seems that just looking at it is already a great joy and satisfaction, and there is no greater happiness in the world than this.

Everyone moves the same way.

The scene was a little strange for a moment.

The sound of rain gradually became clearer.

Until there was a bang at the door.

A tall, middle-aged figure, also wearing a monk's robe, stumbled in. His face was originally full of panic and eagerness, but as soon as he stepped across the threshold, he stabilized his figure and saw the figure on the colorful six-mile platform above. Fang Shuixing's spirit suddenly became a little sluggish.

Fortunately, there were still some people in the palace who were not deeply addicted or still maintained some sense. They were disturbed by him and reluctantly looked back from above. Then they became angry and scolded:
"How did you get in?"

"Where is this place for you to come?"

"You can also see the treasure?"

"What happened? Report it quickly!"

The yellow-robed monk who had just entered below was startled. Only then did he remember his purpose, so he stammered: "Reporting to the World Honored One and all Bodhisattva Arhats, a practitioner broke in outside the mountain. He was the one I saw that night. Daoist Da Yan, I’m afraid he’s here to steal our treasure!”

"Treasure grabbing?"

Everyone in the palace was shocked and woke up one after another.

"Who wants to steal the treasure?"

"Where are the treasure robbers?"

"Who dares?"

The hall was extremely noisy for a while.

All eyes were fixed on the new monk.

"Reporting to the World Honored One and all Arhat Bodhisattvas, the Taoist is only ten miles away from here. Many brothers and sisters tried to stop him, but none of them could stop him." The monk said in a panic, but he still couldn't help but turn his gaze. He cast his eyes upwards, and every time he glanced at Ling Yun, he would be stunned for a moment, "I would also like to ask the World Honored One and all the Bodhisattvas and Arhats to take a look."

"Go and see! Who is going?"

"Senior brother, please go!"

"Go away, I'm guarding the treasure here!"

"I also want to guard the treasure!"

"The Lord has decided! Listen to the Lord!"

"World Honored!"

The monks all looked at the pot-bellied monk at the top.

But the pot-bellied monk only focused on Ling Yun and said without raising his head: "There are so many young men who can't stop me. He is really capable, so please invite the envoys to go with him!"

"Then I'll wait..."

"Those who went there that night worked hard. You don't have to go this time. You can view the treasures with me here!"

"Yes……"

The more than 100 yellow-robed monks sitting at the bottom were full of reluctance, but they were even more unwilling to let that Taoist come here to take away the treasure, and they did not dare to disobey the "World Honored One"'s will, so they all stood up, turned around with difficulty and stepped forward. Leaving at a fast pace, as I walked, I felt like I was walking on the wind, wanting to go back quickly.

The monk who reported the news retreated to a corner. He wanted to stay here and take a closer look at this treasure of heaven and earth, but he was also discovered and kicked out.

"Boom!"

The thunder outside became more and more harsh.

The sound of rain also became louder and louder.

Probably less than a quarter of an hour passed——

"Pfft!"

The monk who reported the news came back again. At this time, he was soaked to the skin and stuck to his body, outlining his strong body and muscle outline. However, he became even more panicked. He could not even walk steadily and tripped over the threshold. He rushed in and lay down on the floor of the hall, leaving a wet patch behind.

"Report to the World Honored One and all the Bodhisattvas and Arhats. More than 100 envoys have gone, but they have not been able to stop him. Now he is only five miles away from the great temple!"

Everyone in the palace was shocked when they heard this.

"How could this be?"

"Even if he is very powerful, it is impossible that more than 100 messengers can't stop him!"

"I heard he still has treasures on him!"

"Is it the treasure that melts black ice?"

"What do we do now?"

Everyone became impatient and talked about it.

The monk who reported the news was waiting below, stretching his neck, staring longingly at the aura on the glass platform above, enjoying a moment of bliss.

The pot-bellied monk also stared at Lingyun and continued without raising his head: "In that case, please invite the Arhats to go with you."

"Yes……"

More than 100 monks stood up.

Some turned around in a circle, then used their escape skills and disappeared straight away. Some waved their sleeves and turned into a gust of yellow wind and rushed out. They were actually quite capable.

"Rumble..."

The thunder was getting closer and closer, and there was a suffocating sense of oppression.

The rain made the roof of the temple rattle, and the water formed columns under the eaves. The water on the rain bell dripped straight down, making the rain bell sway and make a tinkling sound.

Some panic began to permeate the hall, but there were still many people who only focused on the treasure above, regardless of the wind and rain outside, or the Taoist who was approaching them.

"Boom..."

The wind blew the door, slamming it hard.

The rain outside was also blown in.

Also blown in by the wind was a frightened messenger monk.

"Oh no!"

This time, the messenger monk didn’t even immediately set his sights on the treasure on the glazed platform above. He stumbled in, unable to stand firmly, and fell to his knees all of a sudden. Angry or questioning eyes were thrown at him from four directions. The look in his eyes made him tremble even more:
"Report! Even the Arhats can't stop him. Now he is only two miles away from here!"

"..."

There was silence in the hall for a while.

Everyone was shocked and looked at each other.

"how is this possible?"

"Don't make false alarms!" "The Arhats are all profound in their ways, have powerful magical powers, have their own abilities, and are numerous in number. How could they not stop him?"

"This……"

The monk who reported the news just lay on the ground, shivering.

The monks knew that this was not a false alarm.

Indeed, a person with great magic power and supernatural powers came to us.

I couldn't help but open my eyes wide for a moment.

Especially the great monks who had been outside Jade City that night and had seen the Taoist priest. At this time, the figure of the Taoist priest appeared in their minds, and they could not help but construct a picture of a young Taoist holding a chair in the thunderstorm mountains. In the image of him coming in the rain with a bamboo stick, more than 100 messengers never stopped him, and more than 100 Arhats never stopped him.

The monks immediately looked to the top again.

But I saw the extremely obese monk, whose waist diameter was comparable to his height, and all his fat was slumped on the seat, waving his hands and saying: "All Bodhisattvas will go..."

"This……"

Facing this order without thinking at all, many monks looked at each other and couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, the Supreme Being, that man is from Dayan. I'm afraid he is very powerful. For the sake of the treasure, we would like to ask the Supreme Honored One to come with us." Come and take a look for yourself.”

The sentence "for the treasure" moved the pot-bellied monk.

The pot-bellied monk hesitated, and finally looked away from the water spirit for the first time. He looked outside and saw the sky full of wind, rain, and thunder, but he still couldn't bear to leave.

"Bring me my precious incense burner!"

The big-bellied monk said this, his voice was like thunder.

Immediately, a monk turned into the wind and left.

Just a few breaths later, there was a mahogany table on the high platform. On the table was a pure gold exquisite incense burner. The pot-bellied monk twisted three sticks of fine incense and lit it.

It was an incense stick that was thin enough to be inserted into an ear, and under his extraordinarily fat and thick palm, it was as thin as a hair.And as he inserted the fine incense into the incense burner without any movement, the pure gold incense burner below suddenly glowed with golden light, and then the red dots of the fine incense burned from top to bottom in an instant. A cloud of smoke.

The thick smoke condenses in the air and does not disperse. If the wind blows into the temple, it will only change its shape and cannot be blown away.

The golden light of the incense burner below shines.

Light and shadow flickered in the thick smoke above.

Light and shadow create a picture, gradually turning from blurry to clear, showing a mountain forest under heavy rain——

Dark clouds blocked the light, and the rain and fog were hazy, making the world darken. But in this dark and turbid world, under the dark clouds, there was a black figure crossing the rain curtain like lightning. There was also a little girl riding a tiger below. Running wildly, surrounded by wolves and tigers, there were monsters and stone giants walking with her, fighting through the wind and rain with her.

The picture presented at this time was very intense.

There are other figures running wildly in the surrounding dense forest. They are monsters belonging to this world. They have either transformed into humans and wore monk robes, or transformed into their true bodies. Some have gathered from a distance to intercept them, while others are chasing after them from behind. Some of them gathered in front to block, and some suddenly rushed out of the dense forest to attack.

However, the wings of swallows can not only cut through the wind and rain, but can also connect the thunder of heaven and earth during flight.

At this time, it was already a stormy day, and the sky was full of thunder that was in urgent need of release. He was flying freely in the sky with great dexterity. Whenever he saw a demon, he almost only needed to lightly guide it and point in any direction. The dark clouds above his head were as black as ink. Then there was a bright flash of thunder, and with a roar, the demon who came to stop him fell to the ground smoking, and stopped moving forward.

At the same time, the collisions on the ground in the mountains and forests have not stopped, and are even more violent.

The girl rides a tiger and runs wildly back and forth, commanding the tiger, wolf, and monsters.

Sometimes a pack of wolves rush forward without caring about life and death and overwhelm a great monk. Sometimes a tiger roars and collides with a monster with the power of a tiger.

If there is a monster monk who is more advanced in spiritual practice and breaks through the siege of wolves and the attack of tigers, a stone giant more than ten feet tall will collide with him, tearing up the mud and water and breaking branches.

Another huge black bear, wild boar and green bull rushed over. The black bear could kill a "messenger" with one slap. The wild boar and green bull only had to lower their heads and bump into each other, and then they saw silhouettes flying into the sky, all of a sudden from the jungle. It flew out of the treetops, and then fell down again.

It is a collision of forces and a brutal competition.

Even if a monster uses magic to get through the many protective circles, it can't hide it from the girl riding a tiger. At most, if she rides back on the tiger, a ball of real fire will burn her half to death.

At the back of the screen, a Taoist priest comes with a staff.

Compared to the fierce and manic scene in front of him, the Taoist at this time seemed particularly quiet and calm.

The Taoist came with a bay-red horse and a staff through the rain, his steps unchanged, but none of the countless monsters in the mountains, their so-called "messengers" and "arhats" seemed to have seen him.

All the demons in the palace were stunned.

"..."

The Taoist stepped on a splash of water, then stopped and looked up at the sky.

The scene appeared in the thick smoke from the incense burner in the temple. The perspective of many monks was slightly downward from a high place in the distance. At this time, when the Taoist looked up like this, he seemed to meet their eyes - there was a hint of emotion in those eyes. Extremely calm, knowing clearly that he was still two miles away, separated by the rain curtain and the incense burner, but I still felt like I was seen by him.

"Snapped……"

A crisp sound.

It was like the sound of a Taoist treading water.

But the incense burner itself does not emit sound, only images.

Everyone followed the sound and looked over, only to find that a crack had exploded on the incense burner.

"Crack..."

The cracks expand rapidly.

Dazzling golden light emitted from the enlarging cracks, but as the cracks spread all over the body of the incense burner, all the golden light suddenly dissipated, replaced by a clanging sound.

The incense burner actually broke into pieces and fell on the table.

"call……"

A moist wind blew in outside the window, blowing away the smoke above the incense burner. From the last scene, many monks saw that the Taoist seemed to be approaching the foot of the temple.

"How to do?"

"This man is so powerful!"

"As expected of Dayan!"

"How can this be good?"

Everyone in the hall became nervous.

But I only heard a sound from above——

"Why panic?"

Born like thunder, with its own rolling echoes.

The hearts of many monks immediately calmed down, and they just sat down each with their faces carefully and calmly. For a moment, they seemed like real eminent monks or Buddhas in heaven.

"Go get the treasure! Face the enemy together!"

"Yes……"

Many monks responded and stood up to disperse.

After a moment.

The thunder, crashes, roars and screams outside are getting closer and closer, gradually going up the foot of the mountain, mixed with the sound of wind and rain, and gradually approaching here through the layers of courtyards.

After a while, the voice became quiet again.

The monks all sat in the main hall, chanting sutras with their eyes closed, and their expressions were serious. The sound of the sutras created a somewhat holy and solemn atmosphere in the main hall.

The wind and rain outside blurred the world, thunder flashed, and the sound of heavy or crisp footsteps could be heard.A stone giant more than one foot tall walked up to the main hall. Giant bears, wild boars and green bulls that were comparable to hills crossed the courtyard wall. Demonic tigers and wolves also stood at the entrance of the main hall, shaking off the rainwater from their bodies.

Another Taoist came with a staff.

Behind him, the horse's hooves stepped on the stone slabs and accumulated water.

(End of this chapter)