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"Rosefinch bathes in fire, Azure Dragon reincarnates!" As soon as Lü Zhixuan gave the order, the Shangqing school's students obeyed the order and changed the sword spell again. The deep pit where Rosefinch was smashed into suddenly became a big pit of fire with tongues of flame. Under the lingering flames, a sonorous dragon roar suddenly resounded through the Ninth Heaven. The sword array formed a dragon shape and soared straight into the sky. It was the shape of the Azure Dragon in the Twenty-eight Constellations Array. WwW.AiQuXs.cOM
Lü Zhixuan knew that it would be difficult for him to fight against the giant Buddha in the sky with this formation alone. He held the sword in his hand and stabbed it towards his chest. When he pulled it out, there was a drop of blood that was as thick and clear as amber on his fingertip. As his blood left his body, Lü Zhixuan felt as if all the blood in his body had been sucked dry. His face instantly turned deathly pale.
However, he didn't care at all. He flicked his finger, and his heart blood flew up into the sky. It landed on the Flood Dragon Sword that was at the center of the sword formation. The Flood Dragon Sword sensed its master's heart blood, and it hummed and trembled.
At this time, Lü Zhixuan made another hand sign and activated all the Innate Qi in his body. He chanted, "When the heavens send out their killing intent, the stars will change their positions! The earth emits murderous intent, dragons and snakes rise from the land! " The blood in his heart felt the call and spread out, spreading out countless fine blood vessels. It was just a little bit of blood, but the entire "Sword Dragon" was wrapped in it. After the blood vessels, tendons, bones, muscles, scales … If the "Sword Dragon" just now was just a rough dragon formed by twenty-eight swords, it was now a vivid and lifelike True Dragon. Its fangs were terrible, its horns were towering, and every scale reflected the sword light. It raised its head and roared towards the giant Buddha in the sky.
Lü Zhixuan practiced the "Dragon and Snake Transformation". At the beginning, the sword could turn into a green snake, then into a python, and then into an evil Flood Dragon. When practiced to the extreme, it could turn into Dragons. With Lü Zhixuan's cultivation, he could only summon the evil Flood Dragon. However, at this time, with the blood in his heart and the power of everyone, plus the Dragons of the Constellations Sword Formation as the foundation, the top form of the "Dragon and Snake Transformation" appeared!
The divine dragon only needed to swing its tail to stir up a gust of wind. The wind cut through the air with a 'chi la' sound. Seeing this power, the monks of the White Horse Temple became vigilant. As the saying goes, one's appearance comes from one's heart. The benevolent giant Buddha instantly changed into the angry Wisdom King Xiang. The muscular arms suddenly lifted up, clenched their fists, and smashed down with explosive force.
The Dragons didn't face the attack directly. Instead, they turned over and bent their bodies, wrapping their tails tightly around the arms. At the same time, they stretched out their claws and pressed on the chest of the King Of Ming, vowing to cut open his stomach and dig out his heart and lungs.
The King Of Ming also changed again. The golden cloud turned into a layer of golden armor from the inside out. The shining Heart Protection Mirror blocked the Dragons' claws. With the armor protecting his body, the King Of Ming no longer had any scruples. He used both his arms to tear the Dragons apart. The Dragons didn't want to be outdone. They used their claws and teeth to fight with the King Of Ming. It was hard to tell who would win or lose for a while.
Just when it was hard to tell who would win or lose. "Amitabha!" Suddenly, a Buddha's name was heard. The sound was like a large bell, resounding in all directions. From the source of the sound, Master Kumming and Duanfa walked over steadily. One was like a monk, thin and withered, while the other was like a guardian Vajra, tall and mighty. Every time Master Kumming chanted the name of Buddha, the Dragons' dragon scales would tremble under the vibration of his voice. Their momentum would also wither a little.
In the sky, the King Of Ming took the opportunity to counterattack. He locked the dragon's throat with one hand and clamped the dragon's tail with the other. It was the King Of Ming's Dragon-catching Pose.
"Amitabha, Master Lü disturbed the peaceful place of Buddhism yesterday and injured the guarding disciples of the Great Fortune Temple. This is already a mistake. This morning, you attacked heavily and injured the monks of the White Horse Temple. Although Buddhism and Taoism are not the same path, they both pay attention to cultivating one's nature. I ask Master Lü to surrender and apologize to the injured disciples in front of my Buddha seat. We won't make things difficult for you." Although Master Kumming's words had the intention of establishing the prestige of Buddhism, he also saw that Lü Zhixuan was fighting against the wishes of all living beings. He didn't want Lü Zhixuan to fight too hard and damage his lifespan.
However, Lü Zhixuan had been suppressing his anger for the past few days. How could he listen to Master Kumming's half-threatening words? He said fiercely, "You're wrong. I'm no longer a member of Taoism. Why should I be restricted by Taoism's commandments? You monks of the White Horse Temple are looking for trouble with me. Don't blame me for beating you back. Now, if you want me to bow down to you, you'll need to have the ability to do so!" Lü Zhixuan's power had been pushed to the extreme. He didn't have the strength to speak. However, he was angry at this moment and couldn't care so much. After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but vomit another mouthful of blood.
"Anger is the fire that burns one's intellect. It's all because of the stubbornness of the heart. This old monk has no choice but to help the Taoist master to let go of his stubbornness." Master Kumming sighed. He took another step forward and advanced in the direction of Lü Zhixuan.
Lü Zhixuan felt the pressure from Master Kumming. His breathing became chaotic. The Dragons in the sky also showed signs of disintegration. Suddenly, a clear voice came from the sky. "Buddhism is known for its tolerance. Repaying resentment with kindness is the magnanimity of Buddha. Master is being overbearing and forcing others to admit their mistakes. How can this not be stubbornness?"
Lifting his head, he saw a little crane made of paper talismans flapping its tiny wings with all its might. It was carrying a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest's toes touched the paper crane lightly. His face was as white as jade. His beard fluttered in the wind and he looked like an immortal. He was the eldest disciple of Sima Chengzhen, Li Hanguang.
In mid-air, Li Hanguang lifted his body and flew down from the paper crane. The paper crane combusted without any fire. It turned into a smear of bright red and fell on the Dragons. This bit of talisman fire seemed to have ignited the life force of the Dragons. The Dragons' eyes brightened and the hair on their bodies seemed to be burning. They roared and shook off the King Ming's grip. They regrouped and attacked again.
On the other hand, Li Hanguang was as light as a feather. He landed lightly in front of the two monks, Kuming and Duanfa. Sima Chengzhen received the Emperor's order to stay in the city of Luoyang so that the Emperor could summon him at any time. Li Hanguang had spent most of his time in his own sect on the balcony of Mount Wangwu. He replaced Sima Chengzhen to manage the Shangqing school's general situation. When he heard the bad news this morning, he rushed over and happened to block the two monks at this time.
Duanfa saw that Li Hanguang only used a talisman to bring the Dragons back to life. Based on this point, he knew that his cultivation base was more than a notch higher than Lü Zhixuan's. He was Sima Chengzhen's proudest disciple. His reputation was indeed not in vain. This time he was not afraid at all. He took a step forward and shouted, "Li Hanguang, I heard that Lü Zhixuan has been expelled from the Taoist register, yet you still do not forget to protect him. Don't tell me that the punishment of the Shangqing school is just for show?"
Suddenly there was a clamor of voices behind them. Du Ruhui and Zhang Shouzhi, leading a group of disciples, arrived at the same time. Of course, Ying Feiyang was also mixed in the crowd. Du Ruhui said, "I am in charge of the Shangqing school's discipline. If Duanfa Dashi has any doubts, there is no harm in following me back to the monastery. Then you will know whether our sect's punishment is just for show or not."
Duanfa frowned. "Du Ruhui," he said, "What do you mean by that? Are you going to punish me?"
Zhang Shouzhi stepped forward and said, "Dashi, you have misunderstood. It's just that the two of you came and went in a hurry and did not have the time to bid farewell to Master. Master reprimanded us disciples for our lack of etiquette and specifically ordered me to invite the two of you back. Dashi, tea has already been prepared in the Shang Qing Monastery. Please move your chariot."
Master Kumming said, "This time we heard that Master Sima suddenly fell ill. We were afraid to disturb Zhenren's rest, so we left first. If we are being rude, then we are being rude. Please return to Master Sima first. I hope that Zhenren will recover soon. When the time comes, the door of the White Horse Temple will always be open for Master Sima."
Zhang Shouzhi's face was gloomy. He smiled and said, "It is difficult to disobey Master's order. It is better for Dashi to follow me back to the monastery and say these words personally." As he said that, the disciples behind him spread out into a semicircle and surrounded the two monks.
"Drip!" A drop of sweat dripped from Duanfa's head to the ground. This time, when Lü Zhixuan made a scene at the Luoyang Flower Festival, Taoism was in the wrong. Buddhism naturally wanted to seize this opportunity to make a big fuss about it and take the opportunity to suppress Taoism's reputation. Who knew that Lü Zhixuan's disciples, the monks of the White Horse Temple, Master Kumming and Duanfa, Li Hanguang, Du Ruhui, and Zhang Shouzhi, the two parties came one after another as if they had an agreement. They kept adding new weights to the scale of their own side. In front of the White Horse Temple, half of the elites of Buddhism and Taoism in Luoyang had gathered.
The purpose of making a big fuss about a small matter was achieved. However, it seemed that the big matter was somewhat difficult to deal with. Now, the Buddhism and Taoism had reached a deadlock. However, if they really fought, they did not have the confidence to win. As for the devotees who were watching from afar, they were watching this' fight between deities and Buddhas' with great interest. If either side lost, they would become the audience's talking points and would be suppressed to the point where they could not even lift their heads.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became awkward. Hundreds of people were facing each other. It was so quiet that not a single sound could be heard. Even the King Ming and the Dragons who were fighting in the sky stopped their attacks. One was unmoving like a mountain, while the other was circling around.
Just when no one dared to make a move. "Let's compete again." Lü Zhixuan shouted to break the deadlock. He no longer had the status of a Prime Clear disciple, so he had no scruples in his actions. Now that he gave the order, his disciples also cooperated with him in casting their mystic arts. Twenty-eight people worked together as one, and the Dragons once again bared their fangs and brandished their claws as they faced the King Ming.
A stone fell, causing ripples in the pond. Everyone moved again. The monks of the White Horse Temple chanted the name of Buddha, activating the wish of all living beings. As for Duanfa, he wanted to take drastic measures. His palm turned into a huge golden palm print, blasting towards the disciples who were casting the sword formation. However, with a flash of his green robe, Du Ruhui's short and stout figure blocked in front of him. He turned around and struck out with the 'Burning Jade Heavenly Expounding Seal'. A crimson palm print collided with the golden palm print, causing a loud bang. Both of them took a step back.
Above the horizon, the King Ming and the Dragons started a fierce battle again. The muscles of the King Ming's entire body were bulging. He clenched his fist tightly and struck out with a ferocious punch. His clenched fist seemed to hold all the mighty and ostentatious temperament in the world, bringing along the might of subduing demons and evils as he struck out once again.
On the other hand, the Dragon God fought with force. He straightened his body and shot towards Wisdom King's fist like an arrow. His huge teeth were about to bite into Wisdom King's fist.
The two vigorous forces had yet to collide, but the surrounding clouds had already been blown away by the strong wind, leaving only a clear blue sky. It was as if no one dared to disturb the arena, allowing them to determine the victor and loser.
At this moment, a purple figure descended from the sky, landing in the center of the arena like a meteor!
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