The couplets were painted with gold and fixed with veined boards. The wind, sun, and rain could not move the golden words. However, they were as fragile as paper before a Nine-leaf cultivator. The red lotus had golden words, and the Buddhas had golden bodies. The funny thing was, they had red lotuses with golden bodies.
The eyes of the 12 vajras burned fiercely. The 1,000 monks hovered in the air, at a loss for what to do.
The karmic fire abbot, Fa Hua, widened his eyes in shock as well.
The staff-wielding monks in front of the Heavenly King Hall arrived in unison. There were three layers inside and three layers outside. They surrounded the front of the main hall so tightly that not even a drop of water could trickle through.
However, none of them dared to make a move.
Who dared to make a move?
No matter how furious they were, they were still stunned when they saw the flaming Nine-leaf lotus under Lu Zhou's feet.
"A lotus from a pure land. A flower, a Buddha, and a world … What a poem." Lu Zhou placed his arms on his back. The golden lotus vanished.
"Abbot!"
"Abbot!"
The monks called out in unison.
If the abbot gave the order, the monks of the Blood Sun Temple would fight to the bitter end. The Blood Sun Temple's dignity and prestige were inviolable. The abbot was one of the few elites in the world who had mastered the red lotus karmic fire. If he fought with all his might against this Nine-leaf foreign tribesman, with the help of the monks, they had a high chance of winning!
The staff-wielding monks were ready to chant Brahmic Incantations. They were just waiting for the abbot to speak.
The 1,000 or so disciples looked at Fa Hua in unison.
Fa Hua glanced at Hui Sheng and Hui Jue who had crashed into the stone pillar. He shook his head and said, "Old benefactor … Why do you have to make things difficult for me?"
After receiving 5,000 merit points, Lu Zhou's expression was as calm as still water.
"You should thank me for getting you out of this predicament," Lu Zhou said calmly.
"They've only just entered the Eight-leaf stage. I can still order them around. They're just young juniors. However, now that they're dead, trouble will follow. Old benefactor, why don't you give me another palm strike? "Fa Hua appeared troubled.
The palace must have many tricks up its sleeves if a Nine-leaf elite who had mastered the karmic fire was so fearful of them.
If the Sky Martial Court had a Ten-leaf cultivator, the palace must have one as well.
'I've acted rashly this time.'
"That's your problem." Lu Zhou looked at Fa Hua and said, "Your junior brother, Fa Hua, attacked me. I haven't settled the score with you for that. Since you answered my questions honestly, I'll let you live. If I find any falsehood, I will take your life. "
Fa Hua was speechless.
He was already feeling terrible. Lu Zhou's words were like adding fuel to the fire.
The monks were dumbfounded.
The Blood Sun Temple's Abbot, a rare Nine-leaf karmic fire cultivator, was being reprimanded by this old man as though he was a junior. This scene was a little awkward.
Hui Jue and Hui Sheng's corpses were at the side, what was the abbot doing?
"Abbot!"
The monks shouted again and straightened their palms in the air.
Lu Zhou turned to look at the monks and said, "Do you have a death wish?"
Without the use of Yuan Qi, the voice of an unfathomable old man was enough to oppress everyone to the point of suffocation.
"Abbot" was filled with anticipation.
The Blood Sun Temple was not as cowardly as he had imagined.
However, in the face of Lu Zhou, who was brimming with vigor, all their pride and dignity were crushed to the point that they were worthless.
"Stand down! If anyone tries to cause trouble again, they'll be chased out of the Blood Sun Temple! "Fa Hua's voice boomed. It was much louder than before.
The monks sighed and descended.
The rod-wielding monks near the Heavenly King Hall parted to form a path.
Lu Zhou looked up and saw the veins on the decorated archway again. He found it strange. The veins were similar to the ones on the city walls. In fact, they were more intricate and detailed.
In the skies above the Blood Sun Temple, there was a net-like barrier that kept the beasts at bay.
Lu Zhou remembered now. The net-like barrier seemed to be similar to the veins on the armor Lin Xin obtained from the Crown Prince. The red lotus cultivators sent by the Sky Martial Court to invade the golden lotus domain wore armor with these veins as well.
Was this a more advanced power that protected human cities?
Lu Zhou turned around with his hands on his back. He looked at Fa Hua and said, "You only used 50% of your strength when you exchanged blows with me … I only used 30% of my strength."
When Fa Hua heard this, waves of shock surged in his heart.
When he looked up again, Lu Zhou was already rising.
An energy shield formed around him. Little Yuan 'er and Conch leaped up and followed their master.
None of the 1,000 monks of the Blood Sun Temple dared to stop them.
Lu Zhou's palms shone with golden light.
An irresistible pressure pressed down on the city like dark clouds.
The monks hastily removed the Formation veins. The clouds dispersed.
Lu Zhou left the Blood Sun Temple and flew out of Blood Sun Mountain.
The monks could not understand this. The 12 vajras stepped forward at once.
"Abbot, I'll notify the Sky Martial Court now … The Other Tribesmen have invaded and killed our Blood Sun Temple's monks. We must avenge them!"
Fa Hua looked at the monks with a solemn expression.
He straightened his palm and said, "Without my order, no one is to give chase."
"Huh?"
The monks did not understand.
Fa Hua joined his palms together. The red lotus karmic fire on his body burned brightly. The others retreated under the karmic fire's illumination.
"Amitabha …"
The karmic fire and red energy landed on Hui Jue and Hui Sheng's corpses.
The fire burned. In just a blink of an eye, the two corpses were reduced to ashes.
Fa Hua remembered Hui Neng … Of the three seats, only the Palm Zen Hall's First Seat is left. Hui Neng knows everything … Am I really going to start a massacre? '
…
Meanwhile.
On a steep mountain about 100 miles away from the Thousand Willow Monastery.
Yu Shangrong carried his Longevity Sword as he looked at the mountains and the setting sun.
He had been on this mountain for three days now, stabilizing his Nine-leaf realm.
"Only 100 years of life?" Yu Shangrong summoned his miniature avatar and looked at the nine lotus leaves circling around it.
Compared to the Eight-leaf stage, apart from the additional lotus leaf and the avatar's height, there did not seem to be any significant changes.
He learned from Ji Fengxing that the cultivators of the red lotus domain were not bound by the 1,000-year great limit. From the One-leaf to the Eight-leaf stage, each red lotus leaf gave 100 years of life. From the Eight-leaf to the Nine-leaf stage, the red lotus increased one's life by 200 years.
Yu Shangrong was puzzled.
Ever since he began cultivating, the amount of life he gained had always been lower.
Although he had broken the great limit of the Nine-leaf stage, he only gained 100 years of life. This surprised Yu Shangrong.
Perhaps, it was because he had experienced this many times, Yu Shangrong was more relaxed.
"It's better than nothing."
An extra 100 years was better than nothing.
Yu Shangrong retracted his avatar and looked at the rising sun and the birds in the mountains and forests.
He smiled faintly. "I'll start with you today."
After an outstanding swordsman's cultivation base improved, he would have to refine his sword path to achieve perfect synchronization and control.
Yu Shangrong's figure blurred as he moved in the air. The birds in the mountains and forests were beginning to suffer.
…
At the foot of the Thousand Willow Mountain. Inside the repaired gazebo.
Wuwu and Ji Fengxing leaned on the railing as they looked ahead with a dejected expression.
"Senior brother, did big brother go to the Ninth Temple to save people?" Wuwu asked worriedly.
Ji Fengxing shook his head and said with a sigh, "I've told them to run for their lives, but they wouldn't listen … Not only that, but they even tried to fight. The odds are against big brother. I don't know how much he's suffered. I think he'll be whipped, beaten with a rod, and pinched with fingers … "
"… Don't scare me," Wuwu said.
Ji Fengxing sighed. "We can only trust Zhu Xuan's words. He's just an elder. What decision can he make? Big brother is a golden lotus cultivator and an Other Tribesman. Who knows … Alright, I'll stop talking about it. I'm just worried that big brother will go to the Ninth Temple because he's confident in his sword skills, "Ji Fengxing said.
Wuwu nodded and said, "Should I go to the Ninth Temple and beg them?"
"No … You've underestimated the Ninth Temple. It's a place where people are ruthless. Big brother always praises his master. Even if he's here, the Ninth Temple won't back down. "
As he spoke, a white-haired old man and two young women flew over from the mountain peak in the distance, one on the left and one on the right.
Wuwu had sharp eyes. She pointed at the sky and said, "Someone's coming!"
Ji Fengxing frowned and said, "Wait here. I'll go inform the monastery master."
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