Boom!
Black Qi rose into the air and rolled over, pressing down on everyone.
The black Qi condensed into a substance, like dark clouds covering the sky. There was also a monstrous aura that made it hard for people to breathe.
The entire world was plunged into darkness.
"Amitabha!"
Just as the black Qi was about to cover the entire world, a Buddhist chant was heard.
On the other side, a golden light covered the sky like a sun, hanging high in the sky and competing with the black Qi.
In the center of the golden light, a figure sat cross-legged with lowered eyes, revealing a look of pity. It was undoubtedly Yuetu.
He didn't know where she had found a lotus throne, but the workmanship was rather crude. She was making do with it, and it was slowly rotating under her butt.
Hamon and the Empress stepped on the black Qi and walked over quickly. Their bodies were overflowing with hostility. They said coldly, "Yuetu, you're really crazy!"
"Please call me Yuetu Bodhisattva."
Yuetu corrected them and said faintly, "I wonder what you two have thought about it since we parted last time. As the saying goes, the sea of bitterness is boundless. Repent and you'll be saved. Now that Buddhism has just risen, you can even become elders with great benefits if you join."
The Empress said coldly, "You're the one who should repent! We've already reported this to the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord is furious. If you go back and admit your mistake now, you might be able to keep your life! "
"The difference between Buddhism and Demon is just a thought. It seems that the two of you don't have enough wisdom and need me to convert you!"
Yuetu's slightly squinted eyes slowly opened. Her voice was mighty. "Set up the Mighty Heavenly Dragon Formation!"
"Amitabha!"
The 38 bald heads present put their palms together and closed their eyes to chant. Then, their eyes suddenly opened, and there was a golden light shining in them. Half of their kasayas were pulled down, revealing their strong muscles.
Even some of the old monks with beards flying in the air were also very strong.
With a bald head and a muscular body, the visual impact was very strong. It also raised his aura to the extreme. In the void, there seemed to be countless illusory Buddhas. The golden light was like a lotus, covering the sky and the earth. There were even Buddhist chants coming from all directions.
"So Buddhism cultivates muscles!"
Hamon sneered. He raised his hand and waved slightly. The black smoke around him seemed to have a life of its own. It floated around like a black fog and spread out in all directions. "Set up the Mara Soul Lock Formation!"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Hundreds of Demon Dwellers were like ghosts, wearing black robes. Their figures swayed out and surrounded the group.
Black smoke surged around them, shrouding them within, making it hard to see them clearly.
As they formed hand seals, the black Qi around them soared into the sky, forming black dragons that roared and tumbled in the void.
These black dragons intertwined with each other, forming a black dragon net!
"Petty tricks!"
The thirty-eight monks had cold looks on their faces as they stepped forward at the same time. "Witness my Mighty Heavenly Dragon!"
Boom!
Boundless golden light surged and converged to form a golden dragon!
This golden dragon was no longer just a facade. Instead, it was a complete dragon. Even the golden scales on its body could be seen clearly. Its 300-meter-long body circled around the thirty-eight monks as it swam slowly, creating a visual impact!
Roar!
The golden dragon roared and swept its tail. Instantly, it created a gap in the black net and smashed the black smoke into pieces.
However, the black smoke surged and the net shrank. A long whip swept out and lashed at the golden dragon.
Meng Junliang stepped forward quickly and said with a serious expression, "Fellow cultivators, these bald musclemen are on our side. Let's work together to fight against the Demon Dwellers!"
With that, he raised his hand and pointed. A mighty aura erupted and suppressed the black smoke.
Many cultivators came back to their senses and looked at Yuetu and the others in awe. Their hearts trembled violently.
They did not expect that Immortals had already joined the battle in the mortal realm.
Then, their spirits were lifted and they formed hand seals to fight against the Demon Dwellers.
"Yuetu, since you're so stubborn, we'll follow the Demon Lord's orders and clean up your sect!" Hamon's eyes were cold. The huge axe in his hand stirred up a monstrous black smoke as he chopped at Yuetu!
A treasure bottle appeared in Hou Mo's hand. He raised his hand and pointed. Boundless black smoke surged out from the bottle like spirals of green smoke. It was extremely terrifying and had the ability to corrode one's soul. It wrapped around Yuetu.
"Yuetu, let's see if your Mighty Heavenly Dragon or my Demonic Art is more powerful!"
"The Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon isn't the only supernatural power of Buddhism. Today, I'll show you all the Buddha's Light!" Yue Tu smiled as she pinched a flower. She raised her hands slightly, as if she was holding up the sky.
A golden halo seemed to appear behind his head. The halo circulated and looked holy and majestic.
The golden light emitted from Yuetu's body lit up the entire area. The black smoke could not get close to him.
With the support of the Buddha's Light, Yuetu's aura surged. He fought with Hou Mo and Hamon. The Buddha's Light and the Demonic Qi were in a stalemate.
Hou Mo and Hamon looked at each other. A trace of viciousness flashed in their eyes.
Hou Mo flipped his wrist and a round bead appeared. It was pitch-black and looked like a huge eyeball. It emitted a strange light.
With the appearance of the black bead, the surrounding Demonic Qi became extremely active. Like a sharp sword, it began to corrode in all directions.
Hou Mo and Hamon looked fervent and said with utmost sincerity, "Welcome, Demon Lord."
The black bead automatically left Hou Mo's palm and slowly floated in mid-air.
Huff, huff, huff.
Boundless black smoke gathered with the bead as the center. It covered the sky and the sun.
"This, this, this …."
All the cultivators' faces changed drastically as they looked at the sky in horror.
"Under … under your feet!" Someone exclaimed and could not help but retreat.
However, they saw that the ground had unknowingly turned black. Waves of terrifying aura began to surge into everyone's bodies, hindering their movements. Even the air became viscous.
"Yuetu!"
A thunderous voice rang out in the void. The black Qi had already gathered to form a huge black face. It rolled and floated as it spoke in a dignified voice. "I've treated you well. Why did you betray me and join the bald donkey's side?"
Yuetu closed his eyes and said solemnly, "For my dreams!"
"Very well."
The black face turned even darker. He said faintly, "I've seen too many changes in the world and have concluded many experiences. I know that the only way to survive is to strangle the opponent in the cradle. Therefore, I'll use my killer move! I'll personally erase Buddhism! You're my right-hand man. I'll give you one last chance. Give up Buddhism and return to the arms of the Demon God! "
Yuetu sat cross-legged. His face was expressionless. He said indifferently, "Amitabha. In the past, Buddha cut his flesh to become an eagle. Today, I, Yuetu Bodhisattva, will feed the demon with my body."
"If that's the case, then die!"
The black face's voice was extremely gloomy. It suddenly changed into a skull with a wide open mouth. Its endless aura stirred up countless hurricanes. Not only did it break the surrounding trees, but it also blew up a few layers of the ground.
Soul-Sucking Sound!
Roar!
A terrifying sound wave came out of the mouth. It seemed to have the power to destroy the world, causing the sky to change color.
All the cultivators present felt their souls tremble and their hair stand on end.
At this moment, a bone-piercing chill rose from the bottom of their hearts. It was as if there was a great terror surrounding everyone. This kind of terror came inexplicably, but it really existed. It made everyone's hair stand on end, and their hair stood on end.
Some of the cultivators were already lying on the ground trembling in fear. Some of them were so terrified that they were scared to death.
Yuetu was the first to bear the brunt. The Buddhist light around her was completely suppressed. She was like a small flame in a storm, swaying weakly and about to be extinguished at any time.
Under her butt, the inferior lotus platform could not bear the burden and turned into dust.
Next were the 38 bald men.
The Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon around them was blown away like sand. Their muscles were torn apart, and blood was flowing out. They held hands and closed their eyes tightly, trying their best to resist the attack.
"Pfft!"
Luo Shiyu's delicate body trembled. Finally, she could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Her body swayed slightly and she could not stand steadily.
"Miss Luo." Meng Junliang saw this and his expression changed slightly. He quickly stepped forward and stood in front of Luo Shiyu. His aura was vast and mighty, blocking out the sound.
He and Luo Shiyu were guests of the expert. They could not just stand by and watch.
More and more people fell to the ground and curled up into a ball. They were scared out of their wits.
Hamon smiled coldly and looked at the crowd mockingly. He stared at the bald men who were sitting cross-legged and said coldly, "Tremble. Tremble under the Demon Lord's power!"
Yuetu's face was as pale as paper. Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. She was still chanting Buddhist scriptures.
Just then, the Buddhist light on her body that was about to be extinguished suddenly shone brightly.
A simple yellow scroll slowly flew out from her chest and floated above her head.
As the yellow scroll slowly unfolded, the sound of Buddhist chanting could be heard.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after walking deep in Prajna Paramita, saw that the five skandhas were all emptiness. Sarira, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form. Form is emptiness, emptiness is form … "
At the same time, the golden light was like a projection. A huge shadow of Buddha slowly appeared in the air. It was majestic and mighty, overlooking the world.
The sound of Buddhist chanting seemed to come from every corner of the void. Soon, it suppressed Black Face's roar. It was soothing and refreshing.
Black Face's mouth opened even wider. He unwillingly increased his volume. "Roar, roar, roar!"
However, he realized that even if he used all his strength, his voice was still not as loud as Buddha's. He immediately admitted defeat.
He did not expect such a treasure to exist. It seemed that he could not destroy Buddhism today.
Time to escape.
Black Face disappeared without hesitation. The black pearl fell from the sky and returned to Houmo's hand.
The Buddhist chanting continued.
It entered the ears of the demons and converted them on the spot. They sat down cross-legged and began to shave their heads.
Houmo and Hamon were also annoyed. They turned around angrily. "The bald donkeys are powerful. Retreat!"
Gradually, the yellow scroll closed and returned to Yuetu's hand.
Yuetu held the yellow scroll and stood in the void. He bowed devoutly in the direction of the Fallen Immortal Mountain from afar.
After winning the battle, the bald men put their palms together and pretended to be calm. They bemoaned the state of the universe and pitied the fate of mankind. "Amitabha."
Then, under the respectful gazes of many cultivators, he slowly got up and put on his kasaya again. Then, he began to wander around. "Fellow cultivator, you have an affinity with Buddhism …"
Meng Junliang looked at the bald men passing on their teachings. His eyes revealed a trace of envy. He was even more determined to pass on his teachings.
However, before that, there was still an extremely troublesome matter.
He looked at Luo Shiyu and saw that her face was pale. She had fallen into a coma.
Luo Shiyu was already in a weakened state after fighting with others. Now, her soul was severely injured and she was half dead. There was no hope of treatment. How could he explain it to Emperor Luo?
…
Time flowed like water. Five days passed in the blink of an eye.
The four-part architecture was as peaceful as usual.
For the past few days, no one came to visit him. Li Nianfan was able to enjoy a leisurely time.
Delicious food, beautiful women, and fine wine were all available. He even had two children and a pet. Such a life could definitely be lived comfortably for the rest of his life.
At this moment, he was lying on a recliner. Daji sat quietly beside him and peeled grapes for him to eat with her slender hands.
He ate a grape with every bite. It was seedless. It was sweet and sour, tender and refreshing. It was the peak of life.
Not too far away, Xiao Bai was grinding tofu.
At this moment, the door to the backyard was pushed open. Long'er, Nanna, and the little fox rushed out. They were like three little fairies and quickly came to Li Nianfan's side.
The three of them were familiar with each other and had a clear division of labor.
Long'er was in charge of massaging Li Nianfan's back. Nanna was in charge of massaging Li Nianfan's legs. The little fox jumped onto Li Nianfan's other leg and massaged it.
Even Huo Feng came over. She pretended to be indifferent, but her ears were pricked up.
Long'er couldn't help but urge, "Big Brother, the story. It's time to tell the story."
Seeing that everyone was looking at him expectantly, Li Nianfan couldn't help but laugh. "The story of 'Journey to the West: Epilogue' has been told. It's time for a new story."
Storytelling was an activity that Li Nianfan came up with. Long'er and Nanna were children after all. In order to prevent them from being naughty and at the same time to let them grow up healthily and happily, Li Nianfan set a time for storytelling.
There were too many stories in his head. It would take him four to five years to finish them all. Every time he saw everyone listening to his story, Li Nianfan felt that it was interesting and not boring.
Nanna asked curiously, "What's the new story?"
Li Nianfan smiled mysteriously. "It's a secret for now. The story can wait. First, I'll make you a special delicacy!"
Huo Feng couldn't help but ask, "What is it?"
Li Nianfan pointed at the small wooden bucket in the corner and smiled. "It's in there. There's a very delicious snack. It'll definitely surprise you."
At the same time, two figures slowly arrived at the foot of the Fallen Immortal Mountain …
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