Western Region, Spirit Mountain!
At the top of Spirit Mountain, there was a tall nine-story pagoda.
This pagoda was still the most precious treasure of Buddhism in the Western Region. It was also one of the most powerful means of Buddhism to intimidate the surrounding forces.
This pagoda was called the Demon Subduing Pagoda. The pagoda not only suppressed violent and bloodthirsty demon beasts and strange beasts, but also suppressed ferocious demon cultivators who cultivated forbidden secret techniques, as well as some brutal villains who brought disaster to the world, etc.
On the top floor of the Demon Subduing Pagoda!
Feng Qingyun, who was wearing tattered green clothes, was sitting cross-legged on a pile of gloomy white bones.
Around the gloomy white bones, there were nine eminent monks in golden Buddhist robes sitting cross-legged.
The nine kind-looking eminent monks had their eyes closed and their palms clasped together. They were chanting a mantra that could make people put down their weapons and become Buddhas.
"Namo He Luohou Na Luoye, Namo Ayu, Pulu Jie Di Shuo Baloye, Bodhi Sa Po Ye …!"
However, in the face of the enlightenment of the nine eminent monks, Feng Qingyun not only did not show the slightest intention of converting, but he also used his Primordial Energy and Soul Power, as well as his remaining lifespan, to desperately resist the temptation of the Buddha's voice.
However, from his pale face and the aura of the Martial Ancestor Realm, it was obvious that he could not hold on for long.
"During the Middle Ages, my Lord Amitabha had once used the Great Compassion Mantra for ten years without rest and sleep to reform the Demonic Path's powerhouse, the Heart Demon Supreme Yu Luoran, causing her to eventually become the Guardian Heavenly King of Buddhism."
Facing Feng Qingyun, who was about to fall to the Martial Ancestor Realm and lose his Divine Soul to resist the temptation of the Buddha's voice, a stone-looking eminent monk in the west encouraged him with a voice like a bronze bell.
"Now, we have used the Great Compassion Mantra for 999 days without rest and sleep to reform the evil fate of Buddhism, Feng Qingyun. Our merit is not inferior to our Lord Amitabha. You and I will ascend to the position of Bodhisattva in the future."
"Excellent …!"
After hearing the encouragement of the old-fashioned senior monk, the other eight senior monks immediately showed a hint of joy on their faces.
"You bunch of vicious people with the mouth of a Buddha and the heart of a snake. Just because you coveted the power of the Law of Sight, the Law of Hearing, the Law of Fragrance, the Law of Taste, and the Law of Joy and Anger, among the thirteen auxiliary powers that I needed to comprehend the Law of Trapping, you slandered me as having an ill-fated relationship with Buddhism."
In the face of the old-fashioned monk's slander, Feng Qingyun was unable to restrain his anger.
"No wonder the inheritance of Buddhism was cut off after the fall of the Middle Ages. I'm afraid this is the will of God."
"Because even the heavens can't stand a bunch of shameless people like you who don't mean what you say."
Facing Feng Qingyun's insults, the nine monks didn't show any anger. However, judging from the speed at which they chanted the Great Compassion Mantra, their hearts weren't as calm as they appeared.
The faster they chanted the mantra, the more powerful it would be.
Feng Qingyun, who had reached his limit, knew that the moment his cultivation fell to the Martial Master Realm, he would completely convert to Buddhism and eventually become the cornerstone of the Master of Buddhism to control the Law of Trapping.
At this moment, there were two paths in front of him.
One was to live, which was to accept Buddhism's conversion. Perhaps the Master of Buddhism would let him live because of the influence of the Law of Cause and Effect.
The other was to die, which was to directly bite the poison sealed in his teeth and completely say goodbye to this world.
Death was nothing to the indifferent Feng Qingyun. It was nothing more than closing his eyes!
However, he didn't want to die now because he still had an unfulfilled wish, which was to obtain the forgiveness of his most valued disciple, Yu Haoran.
After directly overdrawing 99 years of his remaining life to obtain the strongest defense of less than three minutes, Feng Qingyun turned his head and looked in the direction of the Southern Region. His eyes were filled with regret and sadness.
Time passed by, second by second!
Feng Qingyun, who knew that there would be no miracle, put away the regret and sadness in his eyes. He bit the tip of his tongue and aimed it at his teeth, intending to release the poison sealed in his teeth.
However, at this moment, in the space of the ninth floor of the Demon Subduing Pagoda, a deep voice suddenly sounded.
"Nine Great Wisdom Kings, temporarily seal Feng Qingyun and follow me to the Hundred Chi Gate of the Southern Region to kill demons."
"We will obey the decree of the Buddha!"
The nine Buddhist monks quickly got up and put their palms together in response. They immediately formed a secret Buddhist sealing technique and completely sealed Feng Qingyun, who had already opened a sliver of the seal on his teeth. After that, they turned into nine rays of Buddhist light and disappeared from the pagoda.
Then, the Demon Subduing Pagoda, which stood at the top of Spirit Mountain, began to shake and its volume quickly shrank. Finally, it became a small pagoda about thirty centimeters tall and fell into the hands of a Buddhist monk who was nearly thirty feet tall and wore a purple gold kasaya.
"Let's go!" The Buddhist monk, who was holding the Demon Subduing Pagoda, solemnly said to the Nine Great Wisdom Kings.
…!
In the Southern Region, in the mountain range where the Hundred Chi Gate was located!
Two hours!
Looking at the black clouds above his head, Yu Haoran's originally calm face gradually turned serious. It had already been more than two hours since the lightning attack began to brew.
This was because under normal circumstances, the black clouds would brew the Deity's Tribulation Lightning for about half an hour. Even for Yu Siqi, who had encountered the Deity's Tribulation Lightning, and the Long Armed Ape, who had encountered the Deity's Tribulation Lightning for about an hour.
"Boom!"
When the Deity's Tribulation Lightning energy in the black clouds reached its limit, a golden lightning bolt as thick as a bucket quickly struck down from the black clouds.
Seeing that the power of the first Deity's Tribulation Lightning was not inferior to the power of the seventh Deity's Tribulation Lightning that Wu Zhengjun and Pallas had faced, Yu Haoran knew that this was the most dangerous and fatal crisis he had faced since his reincarnation.
Fortunately, he had made sufficient preparations beforehand.
Therefore, when faced with the golden lightning bolt that had the power of a peak seventh-grade Martial God, he did not panic too much.
"Destruction!"
Taking a deep breath, he performed the Supreme Sword Technique from the Destiny Stone Tablet's memory inheritance. Then, he combined it with the Celestial Trapping Sword, which was already able to unleash its full power, and directly slashed out a sharp Sword Qi that was enough to shatter the Void Barrier.
"Boom!"
When the sharp Sword Qi collided with the golden lightning bolt, a deafening roar immediately reverberated throughout the Southern Region.
Accompanied by the deafening roar, the golden lightning bolt was instantly sliced into countless pieces by the sharp Sword Qi.
Without the slightest bit of concealment, Yu Haoran directly performed the complete version of the Devouring Technique as he faced the dancing lightning bolts in the sky. He began to use the pure lightning energy to accelerate the rapid breakthrough of his cultivation.
"This is the Devouring Technique created by the Blood Demon Supreme in the recent ancient times!"
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