Chapter 198 Qingping’s sword destroys the world!
The jade-like glass lamp comes out of the void, the candlelight flickers, and the world rises and falls!
The candlelight exploded in an instant and burned towards the fat monk who was very close. Looking at the firewood that used concepts, cause and effect and other mysterious things as firewood, it burned on the monk, but no strange phenomena occurred. .
The fat monk stood in the jade-glazed fire with a smile on his face, his face rosy, and he said with a smile:
"It turns out that this lamp is in your hands. It's very strange. How could the person from Yuxu Palace give this lamp to you?"
After a pause, he said leisurely:
"It's a pity that your cultivation is still too weak. If a [Great Luo] or [Heaven] were to urge you to light this lamp, the poor monk would have to avoid it."
Lu Xuan felt a chill in his back, but he did not hesitate. He tried to use this heavenly green lantern to communicate the cause and effect with the second master, but the result failed. All the links of cause and effect were obscured by the chaotic clouds in the sky!
He held the Jade Void Glazed Lamp high and retreated violently. On his right hand, a simple fishing drum appeared!
"Okay, okay, the fishing drum is also in your hand? No wonder you are so impregnable!" The fat monk was amazed, his eyes were shining, as if he had seen some rare animal,
Lu Xuan didn't pay attention and just beat the fishing drum hard!
‘Tuk! ! ’
A sound exploded, and vast visions emerged, sweeping in all directions. But immediately, chaotic clouds rolled in the sky, blocking the divine sound, confining it here, and never reaching it. Go to heaven!
However, the people in Jiangling City were shocked and dizzy. Zhao Zheng, Lu Niangrong and others who were nearby staggered.
In the clouds, some of the important officials of the Chu State who were originally confused by the arrival and escape of Dr. Sanlu changed their expressions, and their energy and blood boiled endlessly due to the shock of the sound.
"What kind of treasure is this??" An Earth Immortal was surprised and uncertain: "What about the Taoist and the monk?"
Before he finished speaking, he saw an old Taoist man in Taoist robes playing fishing drums one after another!
‘Tuk! Benedict! Benedict! Benedict! ’
A lot of loud sounds were heard everywhere, but they were all confined here and never spread far. Various strange phenomena such as flowers falling from the sky and golden lotuses emerging from the ground also bloomed in the city.
Although this loud sound did not carry the power of killing, it still tore the entire Jiangling City apart due to the natural vibration. Nearby, Zhao Zheng felt extremely uncomfortable and reluctantly protected Lu Jianxue.
Lu Niangrong on the side was not having a good time either. She coughed up a mouthful of blood as her energy and blood boiled.
As for the important ministers of the Chu Kingdom in the clouds, they all fell from the clouds like rain and crashed into Jiangling City under the vibration of the Taoist sound!
The elders Fan, Duanmu, and the Earthly Immortal City Lord who were lying not far away were stunned and their scalps suddenly exploded.
As Elder Duanmu coughed up blood, a look of horror appeared on his face. This old Taoist...
A chill ran down his back, remembering the scene where Dr. Sanlu fled in panic just now, and he couldn't stop trembling. Why didn't he understand that this Taoist and monk were really important people?
And at this time,
Lu Xuan's expression was extremely serious, but he did not dare to play the fishing drum again. If he continued to play, before the sound of the fishing drum could be heard, I am afraid that Jiangling City would collapse first!
The fat monk followed Lu Xuan's example of patting fishing drums, patted his round belly, and grinned:
"The jade-like glazed lamp, the fishing drum that reaches the sky. It's really beyond the expectations of this poor monk."
After a pause, he spoke Sanskrit sounds and said in a persuasive manner:
"What other treasures do you have? If you don't breathe them out together, you may be able to break through the blockade of the two realms of the poor monk."
Lu Xuan felt a chill in his heart. He was dizzy under the vibration of the Sanskrit sounds. He subconsciously wanted to call out all the treasures, but he suddenly realized something was wrong.
The fat monk in front of me, who calls himself Maitreya, is a bit ridiculously strong. He is probably a [Da Luo] level figure, and maybe even the legendary [Dao Fruit].
If such a being wants to crush itself to death, it is no easier than crushing an ant to death. Why bother? how so?
The reason is simply that he wants to save himself and convert himself!
So why bother?
Buddhism, can’t it be forcibly enlightened by the sound of Sanskrit?
unless
Lu Xuan's thoughts turned over and over again, and he suddenly realized that there was a treasure suppressing the sea of his soul and spiritual world. This fat monk could not force him to convert!
Therefore, just now, he put pressure on himself step by step, just to let himself summon the treasures from the mind world without harming his own life, and then lose the suppression!
Lu Xuan's eyes suddenly sharpened and he said in a cold voice:
"Since you have such great ability, why don't you just capture this poor man?"
"How boring is that?" The great monk laughed and said, "The poor monk is not the kind of person who imposes difficulties on others. At the same time, the poor monk also cherishes his talents and does not want to hurt the donor."
Lu Xuan's mind turned, and he breathed out the Three-Five Evil-Slaying Sword. He held the long sword, activated his short-term body, and used the magical power of law, heaven and earth, and suddenly he was ten thousand feet tall!
Lu Niangrong stared at the huge Daochang Lu with her mouth open, her head buzzing. Lu Daochang was even more powerful than she imagined.
In front of the astonished gazes of countless people in the city, the ten thousand-foot giant raised the Sanwu Evil-Slaying Sword, spawning the two sword energies of Zhuxian and Slaying Immortal, and slashed at the chaotic clouds and mists.
The sword energy spread vertically and horizontally, submerging into the clouds and mist, setting off turbulent waves, but that was all, it did not break the clouds and mist at all.
The fat monk patted his belly, stepped up into the air, and said with a smile:
"The two realms of the poor monk are refined using Lingshan Mountain and Mount Sumeru as carriers. Even if it is the [Tao Fruit], it cannot be penetrated without special and careful sensing. And with the donor's ability, it is impossible to break through the two realms of the poor monk." Par."
Lu Xuan remained silent, convinced that the fat monk really didn't dare to hurt his life, so he took out his swords one after another regardless, but just like the first time, the clouds and mist were just billowing, and there was no other movement.
"Does the donor have any other treasures? Take them out together, take them out together." The fat monk spoke Sanskrit sounds again and followed the instructions.
The mysterious and profound Sanskrit sounds made Lu Xuan's head feel dizzy, and he subconsciously wanted to obey, but in the sea of his mind, the four bronze fragments and the Qingping sword hanging at the highest place glowed.
Coupled with the vibration of the primordial energy lingering on the soul's true spirit, his mind suddenly became clear.
Lu Xuan took a deep breath, shrank his body, lifted the law of heaven and earth, sat cross-legged in the clouds, stared at the fat monk in front of him, and asked:
"What do you really want? I have the most precious treasure to suppress you. If you can't make me convert, why don't you retreat?"
"It turns out that the donor has guessed it." The fat monk was not surprised at all and said with a faint smile: "Why do you want to retreat? The poor monk has a lot of time to waste with the donor."
After a pause, he smiled and said:
"If it doesn't work in one day, then it will take one year. If it doesn't work in one year, then it will take hundreds, thousands, or ten thousand years. Anyway, time flows, all in this moment. The donor should not think about delaying it until Sanqing notices."
"What do you mean?" Lu Xuan was stunned.
"That's what I mean."
The fat monk gently traced his fingers, and in the countless horrified eyes in Jiangling City, a long river of time came forward,
Immediately, the fat monk gently fiddled back, just like rewinding a video, everything was going back.
An instant later, Lu Xuan and the fat monk stood in Jiangling City again. Jiangling City, which had been torn in half by Daoyin, was restored to its original state.
The originally dying Elder Bai and others gathered around the long street again. Zhao Zheng stood beside him with Lu Jianxue in his arms, while Lu Niangrong pulled out her long sword and held it across her shoulder.
Everything comes back to where it was before.
Fat monk Youyou said:
"Look, it's just one more time. We are always in this period of time. The years are not passing forward, but the donor is an [uncertain number] and will not be disturbed by the change of time."
After a pause, he smiled and said:
"Therefore, for the world, everything is repeating and time does not move forward, but for the donor, the years are really passing by."
Lu Xuan's heart felt cold.
He closed his eyes and said nothing, but everything repeated itself as before. The conflict broke out, Zhao Zheng shot the immortal, the real immortal arrived, and then fled in a hurry, and then turned back time and returned to the beginning.
Over and over again, the fat monk began to chant sutras, and the mysterious sutras washed away Lu Xuan's mind over and over again. Although suppressed by the treasure and maintained by the ancestor Qi, the effect was very little.
But it had little effect, but it was still useful. After repeated reincarnations, Lu Xuan had a splitting headache, Buddha's light began to appear on his body, and compassion began to show on his face.
This must not continue!
In another reincarnation, Elder Bai scolded and asked his men to catch Zhao Zheng and others, while Lu Niangrong shouted shamelessly.
And suddenly, under their stunned gazes, in front of the monk who had been reciting Buddhist sutras, the old Taoist stood up suddenly, stepped into the sky with one step, and erupted with extremely terrifying energy!
The three elders and the heavenly beings were all suppressed and knelt on the ground. In the city lord's palace, the earthly immortal city lord suddenly jumped into the air, his expression was extremely solemn, and he asked loudly:
"I wonder which senior visited Gangneung?"
Below, Lu Niangrong felt the terrifying aura like a big river, and she was trembling. She raised her head blankly and looked at the Taoist in the sky, extremely shocked.
This, is this Director Lu? ?
Lu Niangrong swallowed, Director Lu was indeed an expert!
At this time, the fat monk raised his head, looked at the old Taoist, smiled and said:
"What does the donor want? It's useless."
The next moment, Lu Xuan pulled out a light cyan long sword from the void. The sword was filled with Dao rhyme, and there was also a faint brilliance that reflected the grand scene of the annihilation of all the heavens and worlds!
The fat monk's smile froze and he rubbed his eyes:
"Qingping Sword???"
Above the clouds, the Taoist raised his long sword and tried to slash at the chaotic clouds!
"Stop! Stop! Stop!!!"
The fat monk's expression changed dramatically, and he gave orders to heaven and earth three times in a row, and followed his words, forcing Lu Xuan to freeze in place, unable to move.
But the Qingping Sword was not affected at all, and it followed the inertia and slashed leisurely.
‘Crack! ’
The sound of shattering suddenly sounded.
This sound does not come from the chaotic clouds, but from this big world.
The sky opens and the earth divides, earth, fire, wind and water suddenly appear, a great catastrophe arrives, the heaven and the earth collapse, all things are destroyed, and all life is extinct.
! ! !
Maitreya Buddha suffered cardiac arrest.