Outside the Immeasurable Sect, only the chanting of Sanskrit resounded. Everything else was silent.
In front of the mountain gate, the countless onlookers gathered in the sky and on the ground had their eyes glowing. They seemed to be immersed in the chanting of Sanskrit, unable to extricate themselves. They were filled with yearning. Some of them seemed to have been inspired and wanted to lay down their butcher's knife and sever their ties with the mortal world.
"Disturbing one's mind. Such a method is just so-so. Stop it!"
Suddenly, in the sky, there was a thunderous shout mixed with some kind of great majesty. It cut off the chanting of Sanskrit. It was like a blow to the head, causing countless onlookers to come back to their senses.
"It's too scary. The chanting of Sanskrit is strange!"
"The chanting of Sanskrit wants me to sever my ties with the mortal world. It can affect my mind. It's terrifying!"
Among the onlookers, there were some experts whose faces changed. The stronger they were, the more they felt the terror just now.
The strange chanting of Sanskrit could make people unknowingly sink into it and unable to extricate themselves. It could make people sink into oblivion. Although it could purify the ruthlessness in one's heart, it could be considered a disguised purification. However, it was more of an erasure of one's self.
Puff … Puff …
The chanting of Sanskrit was cut off on the spot. Some of the novice monks spat out blood for some reason. That loud shout was mixed with great majesty and a terrifying pressure that was unbearable.
"Amitabha. The chanting of Sanskrit scriptures can purify the ruthlessness, clear the heart, and sweep away the impurities. It's also very beneficial to one's cultivation. It's a pity that it was interrupted by Benefactor Du."
An old man who looked like an old monk walked out. He was not bald but wore a monk's hat. A fist-sized Buddhist prayer bead hung on his chest. It was so bright that it could reflect one's reflection and be inscribed with runes.
The old monk's entire body was filled with golden light. It was as if the light of Buddha was shining, illuminating the Immeasurable Sect. The solemn pressure that permeated the air made people want to prostrate themselves in worship.
Four huge skeletal puppets of the Snake Clan came close to the sky. They stretched across the void like giant dragons. There were many figures standing on top of them. All of them had sharp auras, revealing a ferocious and bloody aura.
"It's a pity that it messes with one's mind and deceives one's heart. It's fine if I don't listen!"
As the voice faded, a golden figure shot out from the carriage and landed on the middle head of the ferocious Three-headed Sea Dragon Snake. The golden light faded and a purple-robed young man appeared. He stood with his hands behind his back and his eyes were clear, revealing a restrained fierceness. It was Du Shaofu.
"Whoosh whoosh …"
Inside the carriage, a dozen figures flew out and landed on the heads of the four snake skeletal puppets. They were none other than Du Xiaoqing, Du Xiaoyao, Ouyang Shuang, and Little Tiger. Ye Zijin, Elder Jialou Yuantu and the others.
"Demon King Du Shaofu, he really did come. I would recognize him even if he turned into ashes. He's that Demon King!"
"Oh my god, there's also Du Xiaoqing, Ouyang Shuang, Ye Zijin, Little Tiger, and Du Xiaoyao. They're all here!"
"That's Ye Piaoling, Qiang Guyu, and Silver Fox."
"Those beside Ye Piaoling seem to be the Eighteen Heavenly Generals that the World Society announced to the public. They're eighteen terrifying young men."
"Ye Piaoling, Silver Fox, Qiang Guyu, and the others were once on the Heaven's Pride Lightning Platform in the sealed ancient land!"
Figures appeared one after another. The onlookers outside the Immeasurable Sect couldn't help but exclaim. The masters of those figures were all famous.
Du Shaofu stood with his hands behind his back. His gaze swept across the front. Among those old monks, many of them had unfathomable and extremely powerful auras.
On the opposite side, Du Shaofu also saw an acquaintance. It was a young, bald monk. His eyes were shining like the stars in the sky, and his face was as delicate as jade. There were nine marks on his head, which looked like nine mysterious symbols. They floated in the air and emitted an aura of supremacy, as if a deity had descended to earth. He was a Ninth Layer Spiritual Emperor.
"You're finally here."
Looking at Du Shaofu, the Ninefold Spirit raised her head slightly and walked out. She said, "Back then, I was the one who led the Boundless Sect to the Central Prefecture's Long River. Because I wanted to cleanse the evil spirits, many creatures were buried in the Central Prefecture's Long River. Countless creatures suffered because of this.
Du Shaofu looked at the Ninefold Spirit and asked simply, "Why?"
"The evil karma I created in the past was born from endless greed and stupidity. I repent for all of it today. If I don't go to hell, who will?"
The Ninefold Spirit spoke. There was a faint luster flowing on her sparkling skin. Her aura could calm one's soul and calm one's heart.
"But you're not enough to let my fallen disciples rest in peace."
Du Shaofu spoke. His voice shook the Immeasurable Mountain and made people's eardrums hurt.
"Amitabha."
The old monk in the front walked out. He put his palms together and chanted Buddha's name. Looking at Du Shaofu, the Buddha's light spread out behind him and shone in all directions. He said, "Almsgiver Du, the sea of bitterness is boundless. Repent and you'll be saved. If you're foolish, you'll die. If you're wise, you'll be born.
As the old monk spoke, Buddhist chants filled the sky, causing the countless living beings below to want to prostrate themselves in worship, wanting to convert to Buddhism.
"There's no need for that."
Du Shaofu looked at the old monk. Golden light fluctuated on his body and silver-yellow electric arcs overflowed, illuminating the sky. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the sky, shattering the Buddha's name.
"Why not?"
The old monk asked. The Buddha's light behind him changed. There seemed to be a Buddha lotus blooming. The Buddha's name was long and thunderous.
"Because everything is illusory. Old monk, you've cultivated for so long but you don't know?"
Du Shaofu looked at the old monk. The golden light behind him seemed to have the shadow of a golden-winged Roc spreading its wings. It flapped its wings and swept across the sky, intending to shatter the Buddha's light. He smiled and said, "Everything is illusory. Why should I become a Buddha? I'm not fated with your Buddha."
The old monk was stunned. He looked at Du Shaofu in astonishment. The golden light behind him seemed to have a Buddha statue walking out. It illuminated the sky and looked down on the world. Its voice was transmitted, "Everyone has the nature of Buddha. Everyone can become a Buddha. So can Benefactor Du."
"Life is created by oneself. Appearances are born from one's heart. Everything in the world is formed from appearances. If one's heart doesn't move, then everything else won't move. If one's heart doesn't change, then everything else won't change."
Du Shaofu looked at the old monk and said with a smile, "I'm carefree. I follow my heart, my nature, and my fate. There's no need to force it."
When Du Shaofu finished speaking, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the sky. The shadow of a golden-winged Roc spread its wings and bathed in the sea of thunder. It turned into a thunder roc and occupied the sky. Its terrifying eyes were purple and gold, as if it could destroy all the Buddha statues in the sky.
When the old monk heard this, he was stunned again. The shadow of the Buddha statue behind him opened its eyes. At this moment, the sound of Sanskrit resounded in the sky. Golden light shone and the sky was filled with strange phenomena. It was solemn and grand, as if it wanted to convert all living things. Then, it said in a leisurely voice, "It seems like Benefactor Du is stubborn. This is not good but evil!"
"There's no good or evil in people. Good and evil exist in one's heart. I follow my heart and come with fate. Old monk, it seems like you can't let it go."
Du Shaofu smiled. His voice gradually became sharper. The shadow of the golden-winged Roc behind him flapped its wings. Countless golden-winged lightning bolts fell like a waterfall, blocking the sound of the Buddha statue's Sanskrit.
"This …"
The old monk was stunned on the spot. His eyes were filled with astonishment. He was speechless. The Buddha statue behind him, the banner of scriptures, and other things started to change and gradually became illusory.
"What a strong pressure. I can't resist it anymore!"
"Is a battle going to start? This pressure is too strong!"
Even the experts below started to tremble in fear.
At this moment, the old monk and the Demon King Du Shaofu were able to create strange phenomena as they spoke. Those who were not strong enough had already prostrated themselves on the ground.
However, all of this was incomparably real. It happened right before their eyes. However, in the end, the banner of scriptures did not appear. The golden-winged Roc and the thousands of lightning bolts did not really fall. Everything was just an illusion in the sky.
"I didn't expect Third Young Master to be so powerful. He actually made the old monk stunned."
Little Tiger Du was astonished. His pitch-black eyes were filled with fluctuations. He was very surprised.
"You're wrong. This is the Dao that Big Brother comprehended himself. That old monk's cultivation is not enough. He's not Big Brother's match!" Du Xiaoqing seemed to have felt a kind of essence.
"Is this what he comprehended during the Supreme-Being's comprehension? It's very scary! "
Elder Jialou Ye looked at Du Shaofu. At this moment, his eyes were filled with astonishment. With his cultivation and knowledge, he could see the essence of Du Shaofu's words. However, he was still puzzled and puzzled.
"That little monk isn't weak either, he's already touched the edge. However, Shaofu must have comprehended it during that supreme level battle. He's much stronger than that little monk," said the fifth elder, Jialou Yuantu, as if he had also sensed something.
"It's not necessarily that Shaofu's comprehension is better than that little monk's. It's also possible that what Shaofu comprehended during the Supreme Enlightenment was only the edge. It hasn't taken shape yet. However, that little monk can't be compared with him. It's like the difference between an outstanding talent and a Supreme Talent. The difference is too big."
Elder Jialou Ye frowned slightly. He seemed to be deep in thought. There were some things that he had only heard about. There were some levels that even he had never touched.
"Sigh. You reap what you sow. It seems that today's battle is inevitable."
The old monk said helplessly. The vision behind him began to disappear. He looked at Du Shaofu with a hint of shock in his eyes.
"I just want justice. It's still the same. If there's someone in the Martial Domain Realm who can defeat me, I'll leave immediately. However, if there's no one, I'll take the justice myself!"
Du Shaofu said. His voice shook the entire Wuliang Mountain.
"This is the Pure Land of Buddhism. It's not suitable to make a big fuss."
The old monk looked at Du Shaofu and said, "Benefactor Du, how about this? Our Wuliang Sect has a formation made up of eighteen people. It's called the Eighteen Luo Formation. If Benefactor Du can break through the Eighteen Luo Formation on the Domain Venerable Platform, you can take the so-called justice you want. However, if Benefactor Du fails, please leave.
"Eighteen Luo Formation, Domain Venerable Platform!"
Hearing this, some elders among the onlookers exclaimed. They seemed to know some secrets.
"What is the Eighteen Luo Formation? What is the Domain Venerable Platform?" Some of the younger people had never heard of it. They asked the old man, hoping to clear their doubts.
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