Inside the Great Zen Temple, there was a burst of Buddhist light this evening, with all the monks sitting on their knees in the square, chanting Buddhist sutras in silence.
Countless golden swastikas slowly rise up and converge in the air to form a huge swastika, spinning continuously.
In the quiet room belonging to the abbot, Xin Yuan and Shi Jue were sitting opposite each other, an imperceptible gap opening up between them, from which the light of purity shed a glimmer of light.
Xin Yuan’s hand squeezed the fundamental seal, and the light of purity was absorbed by him, seeping into Shi Jue’s body.
As the light was absorbed, Shi Jue’s aura grew stronger and stronger, and a Brahma Wheel appeared from behind Shi Jue, evolving the Four Noble Truths of Suffering, Collecting, Destroying, and Transcending the Mundane World.
“Boom…”
There was a slight burst, but it was Shi Jue who had successfully advanced to the level of a Tong Shen through the power of the Pure Land, his qi had changed and the three elements had become one, entering the stage of metamorphosis from mortal to divine.
As the light continued to shine, Shi Jue’s body also glowed brightly, and as the seals in his hands continued to be made, his true qi began to cross over to a new level.
This metamorphosis took a full half hour. When Shi Jue’s qi finally stabilised, he opened his eyes and the colour of the seven-coloured glaze flashed through his eyes, revealing the same smile as Xin Yuan opposite him.
At that moment, the Buddha’s light outside subsided, the Sanskrit sound slowly went lower until it disappeared, and the crack in the meditation room also closed and disappeared.
“Master.” Shi Jue folded his palms and bowed to Xin Yuan.
“It is a pity that even after overpowering Wu Lai, he refused to help the poor monk open the Pure Land, otherwise he would have been able to open up a larger space.” Xin Yuan said with some regret.
The way to open the Pure Land did not lie in strength, but in the heart. But the stronger one is, the stronger one’s sense of the Pure Land is. If there were enough strong people to sense it together with their hearts, the Pure Land could be opened.
But unfortunately, the prerequisite for induction is sufficient Buddhist power, and the only two strongest Buddhists in the Central Plains today are Xin Yuan and Wu Lai.
“You have already received the Pure Land Brahma Light and can already begin to practise the Buddha Me Done Kung Fu. In three days’ time, you will lead the monks to go ahead and subdue the temples.” Xin Yuan said.
The big fish were left until the Buddha Bathing Festival, but that didn’t mean that they didn’t bother with the small fish. Before the Buddha Bathing Festival, the small fish must be at least halfway into the net before they can be caught.
“Yes, my disciple understands.”
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It was night, and where the golden tent of the former Golden Wolf Khan’s court was located, four figures approached quietly.
“Those Golden Wolf relics have started a rebellion in the Jungle River, and Mo Gumming, a strong member of the Demon Sect sitting nearby, has gone to suppress it. This is an opportunity for us to wait.”
As the Dragon King spoke, he suddenly sighed a little, “It seems that it is no longer called the Jungle River, it should now be called the Xia Yu River, even this land beneath our feet is now the Northern Zhou’s Meng Prefecture, this is what happens when a country is broken.
When our forefathers came to the West, weren’t we just like these Golden Wolf relics? To this day, we are still relics.”
As people who have fallen to the ends of the earth, there is not much difference between the PeaC*ck relics and these Golden Wolf relics. Perhaps the only difference is that the Golden Wolves are about to be exterminated, while the PeaC*cks are about to rise again.
“Let’s not talk about it.”
Some of the soldiers guarding the Golden Tent were killed by the needle-like dark energy that pierced their skulls.
The strongest of these remaining soldiers was only at the Divine Origin realm, so they could not withstand the a*sa*sination of a Tong Shen realm powerhouse. With the gra*slands now largely pacified, the only person stationed at the Psionic Realm was Mo Qunming, so the Dragon King and the others had picked a good time.
“Let’s go, I sense the aura of the dragon veins. There are still capable people in the Golden Wolf Khanate, obviously barbarians, but they also know how to build their golden tents on the main points of the dragon veins.”
The Dragon King laughed lightly and led the way.
Although they were all relics, the PeaC*ck relics, with their long history, had a sense of pride that compared themselves to the upper kingdoms of the Central Plains. The Golden Wolf Khanate, a barbarian in the eyes of the Central Plains, was also a barbarian in the eyes of the PeaC*ck relics.
At the beginning, the Golden Wolf Khan, a barbarian chieftain, had arrogantly stormed into the Nalanda Temple, and the Dragon King and the other eight tribes had long held a grudge against him.
The four of them marched to the golden tent as if they were walking at leisure, led by the Dragon King.
“Jingshengtian.”
The golden qi energy formed a dense Sanskrit formation in the air and slowly fell to the ground.
It was as if a hole had opened in the centre of the formation diagram, with golden vortexes constantly turning and a divine aura diffusing out of it.
“The gra*slanders are not familiar with the application of the dragon veins, and the Dragon Drawing Formation Diagram has communicated to the dragon veins completely without hindrance.” Jingshengtian maintained his seal and kept injecting true qi.
“Very well.” The Dragon King’s eyes gestured to Mo Huluojia.
“Hehehehehe ——”
This shadowy man let out an eerie laugh, lightly raised his right hand, and called out softly, “Come on, Bosuji, come out, baby~”
A nearly transparent white snake swam out from the sleeves of the mahuraja, its colour was like crystal, but when you looked closer, you could see that there was still a light greenish liquid flowing from the body of the white snake for a short time.
This was not a real white snake, or rather it was not a living creature. It was a brand new poison that had been refined by the combined efforts of the two of them, Exterminating Heaven and Mokhuloka, using the corpse and venom of Bhasuji, the pet of Shiva, one of the Three Phase Gods at the time.
The venom, which was like a living creature, could corrupt even divine thoughts, and only Mokhuloka and Myrrh Sky, who were the refiners, could manipulate this active poison.
“Tsk,” looking at the white snake swimming on the ground, Moguloja showed a pitying look on his face, “There is only one Brahma Suji in this world, even if I and the Exterminating Sky combine our efforts again, we will not be able to refine this active poison.”
“Cut the crap, quickly let the Brahma Suji enter the dragon vein.”
Jing Shengtian could not hide the scorn in his eyes as he looked at the white snake. If this white snake was allowed to get out of control, at least one of the people present would have to die.
Even if a strong person of the God Realm was infected with the poison of Bosuji, he would only perish. Even the most powerful would not be safe from this poison.
If it were not for the strong momentum of the Northern Zhou, Nalanda Temple would not have been able to use this poison. It was the only poison of its kind in the world.
“All right.”
Mo Huluojia sighed softly, and a silky sound like a snake’s whisper escaped from his mouth, guiding the active poison to slowly swim into the formation diagram.
Finally, in the centre of the formation diagram, the white serpent burrowed violently and dug into the golden vortex in the centre, leading to an unknown place.
“Go immediately.”
After the white snake entered the vortex, the four of them were no longer as leisurely as before, and they directly broke through the golden tent across their bodies and flew rapidly towards the southwest.
The poison of the Bosuji could infect even the invisible Earth Qi and spread rapidly, and would certainly cause great commotion. If they did not leave now, they would not be able to return to the Western Region in time.
The gra*slands are so vast that they are a state larger than the Northern Zhou. This is the heart of the gra*sland, and returning to the Western Region from here is no closer than going to the Western Region from the Northern Zhou.
