I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 94 Chapter 095
"Om, Ma, Na, Pa, Mi, Hum"

"Om, Wo, Zi, La, Ya, Mi, Li, Da, Kun, Zha, Om, He"

The statues of the Heavenly King in the North, the Horse-headed Avalokitesvara, and the Holy Avalokitesvara opened their mouths and uttered bursts of Sanskrit sounds, like the bursts of divine sounds coming from nine heavens away, or like gods chanting sutras high above the sky.

"Okay, it's not bad. The scriptures you have practiced for many years, except that there is no way to arouse the spirit in your heart, but it is not in vain to read the Buddha for most of your life, whether it is a righteous Buddha or an evil Buddha."

Li Ye set his eyes on the golden statue, which may be good or bad, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Join my teaching, you will feel at ease." The old monk recited, admonishing Li Ye.

The light source of the pure world continuously purifies the diffused black energy and resentment, as if there is a blessing in the dark, whether it is the statue of Avalokitesvara or the statue of the Northern Heavenly King, it becomes more sacred and larger.

Stand upright.

Big enough to make one want to look up and see the ever-changing golden body.

call.

The holy Avalokitesvara stretched out its large and well-fitting arms, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, with waves of terrifying coercion, suppressing towards Li Ye.

The golden lotus flower descended from the sky, exuding a warm light, which seemed to dispel the sins of the world and make people look relieved.

Yu Pingluo made his attacks almost at the same time, as if he wanted to subdue the world's great devil, the power was astonishing.

The people present seemed to have encountered a miracle, and they knelt down devoutly on the ground, kowtowing continuously, with reverent and terrified expressions on their faces.

"It seems that you have all forgotten that you used my things to surrender me, isn't it a bit too much?"

Li Ye said.

The man became sacred and solemn, and his body suddenly flew up from the sky, flying bigger and bigger, without any fear at all, the black resentment flowed from his body, resisting the clearly patterned arm, lotus flower, jade bottle and other things.

Sizzle.

The black mist that seemed to have no resistance was extremely resilient and blocked it.

"Why resist?"

The old monk said kindly.

Li Ye sneered, his figure changed, and he inserted one hand into his chest, ignoring the flesh and blood, and drew out a shining knife, which made people unable to look directly at it, as if it was something out of this world.

"Stubbornness? It's funny, you old guys, when it comes to the use of spiritual will, you can't catch up with me. You think you can compete with me by purifying my resentment. You underestimated me."

The voice fell.

He raised his hand and slashed, and out of nowhere appeared a series of extremely sharp knives exuding terrifying pressure, making the old monks unable to move at all.

"You are the most determined person, not suitable for living."

Without giving the slightest chance, Li Ye stretched out a hand in the air, tightened it, and pulled it, as if he was pulling something.

The face of an old monk sitting cross-legged on the ground became ferocious, Fan Fan suffered a devastating attack, cold sweat dripped down his old forehead, and the image of Guang Xixi appeared on the temple above his head.

It's like a person.

call.

A suction force flew out of Li Ye's mouth, sucking out the old monk's soul.

"Ba, me, hum"

The other old monks wanted to recite Buddhist scriptures quickly, but they were powerless, and the scriptures they recited were slow instead of fast. The purified resentment made the Avalokitesvara statue bigger and more powerful, but they would not be able to break through the boundary of black resentment for a while.

They could only watch the familiar old monk die in front of them.

The image of Sheng Guanyin shattered and turned into a torrent, which was continuously sucked into Li Ye's mouth, as if nourishing his body and making his body bigger and bigger.

At the same time, it also made the coercion on his knife more terrifying, as if it was not a knife in the world.

The faces of the old monks changed drastically. At this moment, they knew that they seemed to have made a wrong choice.

Just trying to get out of this world of will.

But they wanted to leave, but Li Ye would not let them leave so easily.

The knife in the black mist disappeared.

But Li Ye raised the knife again, as if drawing a new world, the sacred light of purification was cut off, and a not wide but very obvious black line divided the world of clean light into two.

The black line just cut off the statue of the Northern Heavenly King and the Horse-headed Avalokitesvara in half. It seems to be from different directions, but they are very consistent.

From the center of the top of the head, from top to bottom, divide the golden body into two equal parts.

"How is it possible for you?" The old monk let out a cry of fear.

The severed section turned into a torrent, just like the statue of Avalokitesvara in front, and was swallowed by Li Ye.

He shook his hands again, and the old monks who had suffered a major blow were inserted into their hearts by the knife that appeared out of thin air.

The old monk's eyes were frightened, and the human will was suppressed. You can see and think, but you just can't control his body.

"continue."

As he said that, Li Ye was entrenched in midair, and the knife flew away in the sky, exuding a strange aura that continued to permeate the world, as if some kind of unspeakable words were carved, like a knife, like a pattern, and also like an unknown word.

"Om, Ma, Na, Pa, Mi, Hum"

The old monk was still reciting the scriptures, driving the half-damaged golden body to emit light and purify the black grievances of the air.

The black mist emanating from Li Ye's body seemed to be cooperating with the attack of the golden body, and it was being transformed at a faster speed than before, but the rich fruits of the transformation were not absorbed by the golden body.

The black resentment was baptized by the sound of chanting, and after being reheated, it was absorbed by Li Ye.

The people below watched the strange changes in the sky above, and were speechless for a long time.

They simply can't understand what's happening in front of them, which seems real and illusory.

Chahantmoor, who was sitting on the white wolf fur, looked at Li Ye who was in control of the old monk, with complicated eyes, and kept all the plans he had imagined deep in his heart.

Suddenly, it was as if there was a sense of fullness from heaven and earth, just like a person's desire to satisfy his body after a meal.

Everyone looked stunned, and the corners of their eyes felt psychedelic and unreal.

They get rid of some kind of illusion again.

The sky on the field became much darker, and everything just now seemed to be an illusion, such as the golden Guanyin statue, and the flying person...all are fake.

It's just that the dead old monk with one side of his head in front of him, and the old monks with sluggish breath, seemed to prove that the previous scene was not all fake.

"We lost, Anonymous was right, you are not someone we can convert at all."

The old monks struggled to get up, and smiled wryly in twos.

This time, they lost miserably.

"If you lose, you will be prepared to lose. We are at your disposal."

Come in a hurry, come back in a hurry.

"follow me."

Li Ye didn't stay at the scene, didn't say anything harsh, and left with the seriously injured old monks.

Fortunately, none of the people present did not have eyesight, and they were still obsessed with the memory of that strange scene.

"Ha ha.

Let's continue. I am an old man who fled from the Central Plains in a state of distress. I don't want anything but a place to hide. Of course, the grasslands now have owners, and I don't want to be a villain.

I will continue to go west, but on the way to the west, I need a lot of food, water, armor, weapons, etc., and a large number of soldiers and slaves are still needed to take down that place, so I have a thick face and ask everyone for help.

I don't know what do you think? "

Chahantmoor said very kindly.

(End of this chapter)