A scream pierced through the rain and spread to the surroundings of the dilapidated old temple.
Master Boshu looked at his broken arm in the rain, his face pale. His body with two bloody holes was on the verge of collapsing. As the president of the Commandment Yard of the Xuankong Temple, his Dharma was profound and he had perseverance. Previously, when his arm was cut off by Ning Que's podao, he had not cried out. However, his cultivation was severely damaged now, and Jun Mo's iron sword had cut off his arm. This was equivalent to destroying everything he had, and he could not bear it any longer.
Quni Madi looked at the scene in front of her and suddenly screamed. She rushed to the broken stair and hugged Master Boshu, who was covered in blood, in an attempt to stop the bleeding.
Qi Nian looked at Jun Mo, who was walking towards him, and chanted the name of Buddha. Because he had not spoken for too many years, his voice was a little dry and not smooth.
"Mr. Second is really …"
He could not finish his sentence because Jun Mo did not want to hear him at all. Jun Mo held the strange wide and straight iron sword in his right hand and slashed at his head.
Qi Nian's face was pale. The breaking of 16 years of Silent Meditation had caused the shocking scene earlier, and also caused a great backlash to his Buddha Heart. In addition, Ning Que had left a talisman wound on his body, and his strength had been greatly depleted. He was much weaker than when he was at his peak.
But he was after all a Buddha who lived in the world. Facing the iron sword that pressed down like a mountain, he did not show any fear on his face. Instead, he stretched out his right finger and drew a circle in front of him.
Qi Nian's finger trembled slightly, and he kept drawing in the air in the cold autumn rain. When one circle disappeared, another circle appeared. The big circle covered the small circle, growing and multiplying endlessly, just like the eternal halo behind Buddha.
Jun Mo's iron sword chopped straight and cut horizontally. He was still walking the righteous path, just like himself. The iron sword drew countless squares in the autumn rain, and each sword mark was of the same length and thickness.
The circle drawn by his finger was extremely round, covering each square drawn by the iron sword. The rainwater that fell into the circle bounced off the moment it touched the aura.
Qi Nian looked at Jun Mo and said in a hoarse voice, "The sky is round and the earth is square. How can you defeat me?"
Jun Mo said indifferently, "Since you're a human, you should know that you're standing on the ground."
As soon as he finished speaking, a few crisp sounds could be heard. The iron sword slashed out horizontally, chopping the Buddha's breath in the rainy sky into pieces. The square-shaped sword intent was extremely powerful as it broke through the circle!
Qi Nian's expression suddenly turned serious. He chanted the name of Buddha and set up 27 layers of Buddha's aura shield in front of him.
"A gentleman can be deceived?"
Jun Mo let out a light shout as he held the iron sword and broke through the twenty-seven layers of Buddhist auras.
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Blood overflowed from the corner of Qi Nian's mouth. His hands bloomed like a lotus in front of him, forming a powerful Emblematic Gesture.
"A gentleman can be deceived?"
Jun Mo shouted as he held his sword and broke the Mantra Handprint.
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Qi Nian spat out a mouthful of blood, but he was still determined to fight. He summoned the Dharmakaya of the Acalanatha and fought against the iron sword.
"A gentleman deceives you with his own methods!"
Jun Mo shouted angrily. His iron sword cut through the rain and cut Qi Nian's Dharmakaya into two pieces!
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Seeing that the Arhat was seriously injured and on the verge of death, the monks in the back temple of Lanke roared and walked towards the stone steps, trying to save Qi Nian's life with their own flesh and blood.
Jun Mo's iron sword left his hand. In the whistling sound of the sword, more than ten monks fell to the ground and died.
The iron sword drew four straight lines in the autumn rain on the stone platform and then returned to its original position, cutting towards Qi Nian.
A straight wound suddenly appeared on Qi Nian's body.
His face was extremely pale. He sat on the lotus seat and formed the Emblematic Gesture, closing his eyes to meditate.
One thought to live, one thought to die, one thought to grow bones and flesh, one thought to be immortal and indestructible.
Jun Mo did not care what he was doing at all. He just let the iron sword slash towards him.
In the blink of an eye, the iron sword slashed seventy-seven times.
Qi Nian moved his Dhyana and cycled it eleven times.
His monk robes were all cut into pieces, and his bones, flesh and skin were cut into countless wounds.
Those wounds were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, before they could recover, they would be cut by the iron sword again.
No matter how fast Qi Nian moved his Dhyana, the recovery speed of the Buddha's body could never be faster than the iron sword!
At this time, he was struggling to hold on.
At the same time, he had to suffer more pain.
That pain was close to death.
Even if he had a firm Buddha's Heart, he could not help but feel pain between his eyebrows.
The iron sword came again.
Qi Nian's body was hit hard and flew backward. He hit the collapsed Buddha statue in the hall and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Jun Mo continued to walk towards him.
At this time, Ye Su finally rushed to the ruins of the Buddha hall and stood in front of Qi Nian.
He looked at Jun Mo and said, "The mute was injured first. It is not honorable to win."
Jun Mo said, "If what you said makes sense, how can you have the face to besiege my Youngest Brother?"
Ye Su was silent and said, "Ning Que and the Daughter of Yama are dead. It is a foregone conclusion. Today, the Lanke Temple has been destroyed and countless monks have died. Does the Academy still want to destroy Buddhism?"
Jun Mo said expressionlessly, "The Buddhism Sect bullied the Academy, and this bald donkey lied to my Senior Brother. They are hypocritical to the extreme. Such lousy Dharma should be erased from the world."
Ye Su said, "No one wanted to kill Ning Que today. Otherwise, Qi Nian would not have waited for the Buddha's Light to come and kill the Daughter of Yama. I think the Taoism Sect and the Buddhism Sect have shown enough respect to the Academy, and the Buddhism Sect has paid the price."
Jun Mo said, "Do you think you don't have to pay the price for killing Sangsang? I don't care about the role of Taoism Sect in this matter. Don't force the Academy to start a war with Taoism Sect now. "
Qi Nian lay at the foot of the broken Buddha statue. His body was covered with wounds and looked terrible. But his expression was still calm and his voice was still firm. "The Daughter of Yama … must die."
Jun Mo looked at him and said, "She has never done anything wrong. Why should she pay the price for what might happen in the future? If the Daughter of Yama is the original sin, then shouldn't all the descendants of the perverted monks in the world be killed? "
"There is no such precedent in the law of the Tang Empire. That is why your actions today are unreasonable. "
It was quiet in the autumn rain. Everyone present knew Mr. Second of the Academy's temperament and was not surprised to hear such words. But no one really thought that he was trying to reason with them, because it did not make sense. But looking at the broad straight iron sword in his hand, no one was willing to reason with him.
No one expected that the person who stood up to refute Mr. Second of the Academy would be Lu Chenjia.
While the princess of the Yuelun Kingdom was famous for being infatuated, her status and power were not worth mentioning in front of Jun Mo of the Academy and the World Wayfarers of the various sects. But as the saying goes, the ignorant are fearless, and the fearless are also fearless. She had long lost her heart. That was why she dared to attack Sangsang and speak now.
Lu Chenjia slowly stood up and wiped the rain off her face. She looked at Jun Mo and said, "May I ask Mr. Second, if everything was done according to the law of the Tang Empire, why did your iron sword kill so many people today?"
Jun Mo said, "The law of the Tang Empire says that the murderer must die."
Lu Chenjia said, "But no one knows if Ning Que and the Daughter of Yama are dead or not. Since we cannot be sure if they are dead or not, then there is no murderer in the Lanke Temple."
Jun Mo said after a moment of silence, "That makes sense."
Quni Madi hugged Master Boshu and looked at his pale face. Tears streamed down her face. She suddenly raised her head and looked at Jun Mo, scolding him in grief and indignation, "The Academy has always thought that you are in the right. In fact, since Ke Haoran, that goddamn lunatic, when have you ever been reasonable? Look at how much pain the Chief Monk is in! "
Jun Mo raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the old woman's disrespectful words about Youngest Uncle. He looked at Ye Su who was standing in front of Qi Nian and suddenly tightened his grip on the iron sword in his right hand.
Ye Su's expression suddenly froze.
Master Boshu, who was in Quni Madi's arms, suddenly opened his eyes as if he had seen something terrifying. Then, a straight ray of light lit up in his eyes and he died.
Quni Madi did not react for a moment and looked at the old monk in her arms.
The Chief Monk of the Commandment Yard of the Xuankong Temple had died just like that.
Qi Nian was extremely shocked. He suddenly raised his head and looked angrily at Jun Mo.
Lu Chenjia had thought that she had used her words to force the righteous Mr. Second of the Academy. She did not expect such a tragedy to happen. Her face was pale as she murmured, "Why … Why?"
Jun Mo said, "Sangsang is innocent, but the bald donkey killed her heart. As the ancient saying goes, those who kill the heart shall die."
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Quni Madi's despairing cries rang out in the autumn rain.
The Lanke Temple, the oldest Buddhist temple in the world, had suffered unprecedented damage today. The stone steps were destroyed, the courtyard walls collapsed, the halls were broken, and the rear hall was in ruins.
Many corpses lay on the stone ground between the halls. Blood mixed with rain and flowed silently on the green stone slabs. It looked extremely tragic. Countless monks in the Lanke Temple had died. The essence of Buddhism that had been accumulated for generations had been destroyed by an iron sword in this battle.
Decades ago, Lotus, who was still the Great Divine Priest of Judgment of the West-Hill Divine Palace, had secretly commanded the powerhouses of the Devil's Doctrine to massacre countless cultivation sects in front of the Lanke Temple. However, they did not attack the Lanke Temple.
Decades later, another tragedy happened in the Lanke Temple. However, the Lanke Temple itself was the one that suffered the most. From today onwards, the Lanke Temple would not be able to maintain its current status in the cultivation world.
"Today … too many people have died."
Master Qishan looked at the corpses of the monks lying in the autumn rain. He looked at the bloodstains. It was hard to tell whether he was sad or happy. There was no emotion in his voice either.
He looked at Jun Mo and smiled with difficulty. He said, "Although the chessboard has been destroyed, I am not sure if Ning Que and the Daughter of Yama are dead or alive. Jun Mo, please stop."
Jun Mo was silent.
He wanted to kill Qi Nian. Neither Ye Su nor Tang, who had been silent, could stop him. This was the principle of the Academy.
However, the one who spoke was Master Qishan. He had to be careful.
Because he knew that the master was not like those hypocritical monks in the Buddhism Sect.
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(I have been too embarrassed to report to you, but I have been suffering for a few days. Today is so sad that I can only write one chapter. Tomorrow will be better. It will be the third chapter.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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