Yuan Shi Tian

Chapter 251 Cloud Dragon Scarlet

"Big money?"

Xun Shaoyu's expression changed, showing surprise and doubt.

It should be noted that Su Haoyue is the true biography of Fangdongtian, and few people can match his breadth of experience.It is conceivable that she was amazed by the handiwork.

"The body of a thousand-foot-long dragon evolved into material reality, and after thousands of years, the Thousand-mile Yunlong Mountain Range was created."

"The entire Yunlong Mountain is the physical shell of that true dragon. That Buddha used the power of creation to evolve these hundreds or thousands of miles of Yunlong Mountain. It is a great supernatural power that is close to the creation of the void!"

Su Haoyue's pretty face looked at the towering mountains in amazement.

A mighty true dragon fell, and his body allowed a great power to evolve into mountains and rivers. How incredible this is.

This is almost a myth, almost like a legend!
It is a great achievement that is almost like the ancient innate gods and demons, incarnating into the world.

Although this true dragon only transformed into a mountain and cannot be compared with the incarnation of a world, it is still capable of creating the world.

No one among the immortals would covet this little bit of the power of creation.

"That true dragon is naturally powerful and tyrannical, similar to the top gods. It even has a glimpse of the heavenly path. Its cultivation is so strong that even the Buddha himself cannot erase the existence of the true dragon."

"Although the real dragon's soul is immortal, it was restrained by the Buddha in the mountain and ordered his two disciples to guard it day and night. He also used great magic power to create a Buddha's cover to suppress the real dragon's soul. The so-called Stone Buddha Temple, the Great The Shidai was built by those two disciples."

Su Haoyue's tone was faint, and her eyes were like a stream of autumn water, looking at the sky above the Shifo Temple, the ray of Buddha's light that reached the sky.

"This is related to the Buddhist conspiracy, and it is not something that we, the mortal immortals, can participate in."

"But if there is no profit, how can Buddhism abandon two great Arhats on Yunlong Mountain to guard a dying dragon soul?"

Xun Shaoyu said in a deep voice: "So, this 'opportunity' on Yunlong Mountain will be a good show."

Even so, Xun Shaoyu already had the intention of retreating in his heart at this moment.

The situation on Yunlong Mountain is too complicated. Many Buddhist and Taoist forces are mixed in it, which is beyond the scope of his current ability.

If the human immortals fall into the earthly immortal's plan, they may still have the opportunity to intervene, and there is no shortage of opportunities to turn against the guests.But if there are gods or even celestial beings involved, it is not something that human beings can resist and contend with.

Su Haoyue's eyes flashed slightly and she said calmly: "Not only is it a good show, we might also see a scene of a great Arhat attaining the Mahayana."

"This...is the highlight!"

boom!
Long!
Long!
In the sky and clouds, streaks of thunder intertwined. The azure thunder light colored the sky. Countless thunders intertwined and seemed to tear the heaven and earth apart.

If Su Haoyue had deep meaning, she said: "The five hundred Arhats of Buddhism are really eye-catching in the eyes of some immortals."

"What's more, these two went a step further and tried to realize the Mahayana fruition, which even touched the inverse scales of the gods."

"The world is a big chessboard, and there are already enough people playing chess. They don't want to have two more people in the world who can be on an equal footing with them."

The Buddhist sect is powerful, and fighting openly and secretly with the Taoist sect has long been the norm.

Xun Shaoyu nodded slightly. He had already said this thoroughly, and there was nothing else he didn't understand.

The dispute between the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, or the dispute between the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Demons, if they do not reach the level of gods and immortals, and do not realize the fruits of heavenly immortality, even those who are among earthly immortals are just big cannon fodder.

"The rain in Yunlong Mountain is not for ordinary people."

"There are no twos and threes. It's better not to wade into this muddy water."

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Tuas Terrace, Jingzhai!

Twenty or thirty delicate female nuns, dressed in plain robes, lowered their heads and silently recited scriptures.

An old nun in white clothes held the rosary beads in his hand and looked towards the direction of the Stone Buddha Temple with his turbid eyes, where he saw the standing Buddha Dharmakaya. His face seemed to be relieved and full of emotion.

The perfect and pure Buddha nature emerges from this old nun. Dozens of female nuns around him also reveal the Buddha nature and light on their faces.

A female nun said in a low voice: "Master, there is so much commotion in Shifo Temple, I'm afraid something really happened. In the past few days, Yunlong Mountain has been changing, and there have been frequent big moves... What do you think, where should our Dashi Temple go?" "

"Well... Senior brother's temperament has not changed after so many years." This old nun held the Buddhist beads in his hand, with a hazy white light all over his body, and every move contained compassion for heaven and humanity.

"Although today's Huanglong is on the verge of running out of oil, he was once a being who was only half a step away from attaining the state of Mahayana. A trapped beast is still fighting, and the trapped beast is the most terrifying... We have been here for three thousand six hundred years. Wait, senior brother, why should we be in a hurry?"

"Sigh... Now that senior brother has taken action, the poor nun has no choice but to take action."

This old nun also has Arahant status and has extremely powerful magical powers. He is a pillar of Buddhism in Yunlong Mountain. He has a clear understanding of the chaos on Yunlong Mountain.

If she hadn't insisted on keeping a low profile, there would have been only a few dozen disciples in the entire nunnery, which was not as powerful as the Shifo Temple, and would have had to endure some worldly harassment.

It's just that the Stone Buddha Temple and the Tuas Terrace are connected by the same spirit. If there is movement in the Stone Buddha Temple and there is no movement in the Tuas Terrace, wouldn't it be a joke?

"Namo Amitabha!"

The old nun raised her hand slightly, and the strands suddenly turned into a seven-treasure whisk and fell into her palm.

There are layers of Buddha light surging in the floating dust of Buddha treasures woven by seven-color silkworms.A seven-color Buddha light rose from the sky above the nunnery, and a statue of a great master with thousands of hands and eyes appeared on the old nun's body. His whole body was as lustrous as mutton-fat white jade, and was filled with flowing holy light.

At this moment, the old nun's appearance has quietly changed. Time seems to be returning to her. The traces of time on her face are being healed one by one. Her skin is as frosty as snow, and she looks like a peerless goddess with unparalleled appearance.

"Namo Amitabha!"

The seven-color Buddha light rises into the sky, and for a while, it resonates with the Dharmakaya of the Buddha in the Stone Buddha Temple, and the sound of Zen floats in the air.For a time, the Buddha's light and Buddha nature spread out, covering the entire Yunlong Mountain under the golden light.

Buddhism is the most overbearing, and there was a saying that I am the only one who is the most arrogant.

At this moment, the Buddha's light shines all over the Jiujie Yunlong Mountain. The vast Buddha's light and Buddha nature washes the Jiujie Yunlong, surprising many people.

At the same time, on a remote cliff, there was a strange and eerie atmosphere, brewing deep terror in it.

"Hahaha... finally took action, finally took action,"

In a cloud of black mist, a figure stood on a cliff, looking at the Buddha's light in the distance, and his cold laughter filled the mountains and wild forests.

Skeletons fell on the side of the road. The faces of the skeletons were horrifying, as if all their flesh and blood had been withered away, leaving only a clean skeleton.

This black mist figure seemed to be in the deepest silence, and every move was filled with endless despair.

"Finally, finally it begins..."

"If you don't take action, my game will be dead. Unfortunately... you finally gave me a chance to fully revive my game."

"I will definitely live up to the opportunity you gave me."

This figure in the black mist, with its distorted laughter, makes people feel frightened.The black mist outlines the ghosts, and there are thousands of ghosts, all of them are hideous and terrifying, wailing in pain.

"Go, go, kill, kill, kill..."

"Let this Buddhist pure land be dyed with the true blood of our great freedom and turn it into a demonic land on earth!"

"Hahaha……"

"Let my name of Nether Bones bloom into the world at this moment."

The figure in the black mist seemed to be getting more and more mad, and a terrifying and profound power was gradually brewing in him.

A trace of bloody energy mixed into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at this moment, dyeing the entire Yunlong Mountain with a layer of blood red.

…………

"kill!"

"kill……"

A series of magical powers and spells were blasted out, and each magical weapon was filled with brilliance.

Many cultivators seemed to have an aura of hostility in their chests, and their attacks were extremely fierce. They were all killing moves. A trace of blood flowed between their pupils, adding a third element of evil to these cultivators.

I don’t know when or where to start. These practitioners were filled with murderous intentions. Every one of them had their eyes red, their faces turned red, and they refused to recognize their relatives.

The top and bottom of Yuntai Mountain is almost like a battlefield, and there are even great masters of the human-immortal level, who are so powerful that they break the mountains and crack the ground, causing the thousands-foot-long mountain to tremble.

Xun Shaoyu and Su Haoyue and his party witnessed dozens of bloody fights with their own eyes.

One by one, the Yang gods, ghosts, immortals, and Yuanshen human beings died sadly in the mountains and wild forests. Their blood was stained on the weeds, and drops of blood slowly flowed down along the roots of the grass, drop by drop.

Practitioners cultivate their true nature and cherish their own lives. It is rare to see such a tragic situation.

Xun Shaoyu's face became more and more serious. He originally wanted to watch the fun this time, but looking at the current situation, it was impossible to leave.

"Such a big handwriting, I really want to see how true it is."

Xun Shaoyu just glanced at the fighting skills of several disciples of the Dao Lineage beside him, and without stopping, he headed straight towards the Shifo Temple.

At this moment, the true disciples from several major caves were also using their magical powers to rush towards the Shifo Temple.

These caves and legends possess the true laws of the Heavenly Immortal Way, and the exquisiteness of their supernatural powers and spells are far beyond the comparison of some Dao lines and blessed places. Some of them are outstanding figures that even Xun Shaoyu does not dare to underestimate. They can defeat the Earthly Immortals. It is a tyrannical existence.

Obviously, the killings among the cultivators in the mountains gave these cave sages an ominous premonition.

"36 Caves, how many companies participated, and how many companies sat on the mountain to watch the tigers fight?"

A thought flashed in Xun Shaoyu's mind, and his steps became more and more rapid with the momentum of wind and thunder.

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In the Stone Buddha Temple, the atmosphere is heavy and solemn. Three hundred monks guarding the temple, 18 Arhats in the early stages of enlightenment, and Buddhist mantras condensed in Sanskrit, protect the purity of the temple.

"Hmph... you broke into the Stone Buddha Temple without permission and violated a taboo. The poor monk captured you. Although it is suspected that the big one bullied the small ones, you brought it on yourself and cannot blame others."

The great monk Xinming looked angry and looked at the several caves and legends on the side.

These cave legends were all tied with dozens of golden ropes, and the Buddha's light and Buddha nature washed them away, shaking them to the point of losing all their magic power.

"Great monk, if we have different Taoist views, we should not conspire against each other. Pindao is a member of the Yuantianmen of Jinhua Cave, and his disciple is Master Dai. Do you dare to arrest Pindao?"

The man yelled, and his whole body of mana was frantically inciting, but it was easily shaken away by the golden rope on his body, and a mouthful of blood mist spurted out.

The great monk Xinming sneered when he saw this, and did not want to talk to the juniors. He, a great Arhat, took action personally, which was already a low status. If he explained the details to the juniors in detail, what would the reputation of the Shifo Temple be worth? Where is the dignity of a monk?

The great Buddhist temple was bullied by some juniors. He killed them all ruthlessly. This was to give face to their master, but they repeatedly pushed his bottom line, which made the great monk feel angry.

While thinking about it, Monk Xinming focused his gaze on the cultivators fighting in the mountain path.

"Damn it..."

"Our pure place of Buddhism has turned into a killing ground for Shura. It is really hateful and annoying!"

The great monk Xinming looked ugly, and the turbid smell of blood permeated Yunlong Mountain, making this world-famous mountain gradually lose its vitality and become an ordinary battlefield.

This makes the great monk, who has always cherished the Stone Buddha Temple as a treasure, how could he endure such destruction.

After all, for this little hatred, the great monk has lost all his hard work in ten reincarnations in one day, and there is nothing he can't let go of.

"No, Grandmaster is about to attain enlightenment. We cannot let these people disturb Grandmaster's opportunity to attain enlightenment."

The great monk Xinming also knew the stakes. His ten lives of hard work seemed insignificant compared with the merits of the skinny old monk.

If the skinny old monk could successfully attain enlightenment, his weight would increase by more than a thousand.

Monk Xinming clutched his rosary tightly, his expression more determined than ever before.

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"Yan!"

"Yan!"

"Yan!"

Dragon chants came and went one after another, and an illusory true dragon form chanted deeply in the earth's veins.

"Hahaha……"

"It's so good, so good, I haven't smelled such mellow flesh and blood for a long time."

Huang Long has madness in his eyes. He has been trapped for three thousand and six hundred years, and has gradually gone from being a person with great ability to move mountains and reclaiming seas, to becoming a lonely god in a small temple.

The psychological gap over the years has long made Huang Long mentally violent.But even so, it is still shrewd mixed with three parts of cruelty, cruelty mixed with three parts of shrewdness.

Layers of Buddhist prohibitions are spread up and down Yunlong Mountain, and they were personally imposed by the Buddha.

Although these prohibitions have been maintained for thousands of years, after this large-scale battle among practitioners, bits and pieces of blood seeped into the prohibitions, corroding the layers of prohibitions with holes.Traces of black air flowed along the earth's crust, overflowing little by little.

"Roar!"

A dragon's tail turned around and hit the ban hard. The strong vibration and the trembling of Yunlong Mountain almost collapsed the Jiujie Mountain.

"You want me to die to fulfill your Mahayana merits and Buddhahood, old monk... don't even think about it!"

The Yellow Dragon Dragon Soul roared wildly and used all its strength to attack the Buddhist ban.

The bloody and filthy impacts made the prohibition weaker and weaker, and the yellow dragon soul continued to impact like it was fighting for its life.

(End of this chapter)