Chapter 227 Seizing the Golden Tower
Snap~
The sound of some extremely hard material shattering was heard in the twilight, followed by the crisp shattering sound of cracks spreading rapidly.
The golden light on the body of Tianlong Monk Yinghai also dimmed as these harsh sounds rang out, and a sweet warmth surged up in his throat.
Phew~
Blood glowing with golden light spurted out from the mouth of the Tianlong monk who was flying backwards. Yinghai widened his eyes in disbelief. Although it was difficult to understand, his reaction was not slow.
A golden tower that looked like a banner but was not a banner, and slightly like a canopy, rose from above his head. The golden light from the precious aura scorched the sky, and the magnificent Buddha's light spread, instantly engulfing Dong Huang and Feng Qing'an, who had a look of astonishment on his face.
"What happened?"
In Longyin Academy, at midnight, several students who were still reading under lamplight could not help but look out the window. The fleeting golden light was so dazzling that even the candlelight in the room could not cover it. However, when they looked out the window, the quiet night was still dark, with only the stars and the moon above their heads shining faintly.
There was no one in front of the stone statue of Baxia at this moment. The night wind blew gently past, as if nothing had happened.
But in a place with vast Buddha light, a monk with three heads and six arms who was subduing a demon had appeared. He had a celestial dragon wrapped around him and looked majestic and precious.
However, even if the golden light had returned to its peak, it still couldn't cover up the cracks that had spread all over the body. The demon-slaying golden body that looked majestic, solemn and powerful now had no intimidation at all.
He was like a Buddha statue that had been pushed to the ground, broken into hundreds or thousands of pieces, and then glued together again. There was no trace of his majestic appearance left.
"Master Yinghai, what are you doing?"
Feng Qing'an, who was in the Dharma domain, was not panicked at all at this moment. He had recovered from the sudden incident and just looked at the monk with some confusion.
He really didn't understand why he had to jump out and seek death when Donghuang crossed over. Wouldn't it be better for him to just squat on the side and watch?
That would have been fine, but even he could see that if he didn't have a precious treasure on him, Donghuang would have almost killed him with that slap just now.
But even so, Feng Qing'an felt terrified when he looked at this golden body that was full of cracks and seemed like it would explode at any time, fearing that it would suddenly shatter into pieces in the next moment.
But after being injured so badly, it would have been fine if he didn't run away, but he actually created a relatively independent legal domain. Did he think his death was not quick or thorough enough?
"Amitabha, I was not mistaken. The donor has indeed made peace with the ghosts in the underworld!"
The Tianlong monk, whose golden body that he had cultivated for many years was shattered by just one blow, remained calm. If it were any other monk, he would have been basically reincarnated after being hit by just one blow, but he was different.
He has a valuable treasure on him, which can help him suppress his injuries even when he is about to die, and he can still exert his peak combat power. Although there will be backlash afterwards, he also has a way to die in his place and can bear the price.
"Should I praise you for your good eyesight, or scold you for being blind?"
Seeing this bald donkey chattering on and on, Feng Qing'an sighed and didn't even show any anger, because there was no need.
"Buddhist Heavenly Dragon?"
Standing in the Dharma domain filled with golden light, Dong Huang did not show any panic on her face. Under her feet, the deep and bottomless darkness slowly bloomed like a black lotus, corroding this Buddhist Dharma domain, and she herself was not suppressed at all.
"The golden body has been well built!"
"Humans and ghosts have different paths, separated by yin and yang. Please don't make mistakes, return to the right path as soon as possible, and don't entangle Mr. Feng!"
Faced with an alien creature that could shatter a golden body with one palm, even Ying Hai, who believed in killing all demons and aliens, had a look of sadness on his face.
"Feng Qing'an, this monk is blind, just keep scolding him!"
When Dong Huang heard such words, he was too lazy to respond. He turned his head slightly and said to Feng Qingan.
Although she is a congenital yin spirit, cold and chilling, she is fundamentally different from ghosts. She is only partially similar in power attributes. She does not have the slightest resentment, malice, or other filthy impurities of heaven and earth.
Since they couldn't even see this and insisted on degrading her to the level of a ghost from the underworld, she had nothing more to say and could .
While talking to Feng Qing'an, Dong Huang slapped out her palm again without any hesitation, calmly and plainly. Facing a monk whose realm was lower than hers, she didn't even bother to draw her sword, as there was no need at all.
Faced with Donghuang's seemingly light and casual palm, even in the underworld, the monk who was chatting and laughing with the City God and even had some strength left to escape at the last critical moment with the golden pagoda had a solemn look and was on high alert.
This time, the Tianlong monk didn't even dare to greet him with his proud golden body, but instead offered a bright pearl that shone with Buddha's light. However, this Buddhist treasure was knocked away in an instant, and the arm holding the pearl was broken by Donghuang's slap.
Golden blood gushed out from the torn arm. There was not the slightest bloody feeling, but instead it carried an inexplicable sense of Zen. Of course, this was only for Feng Qingan, who had nothing to do with the matter.
For Yinghai, who had always been cared for and respected by his teachers since he entered Buddhism, this was the first time he had suffered such pain, except for the great defeat he suffered in the battle among Buddhist disciples. Even in the battle among Buddhist disciples, that senior brother had not been so cruel to him. This was the first time he tasted the pain of having his golden body shattered.
But this was just the beginning. Facing Donghuang, whose own power began to erode the Dharma Realm just by standing there, the Tianlong monk Yinghai could only lift up the Buddhist treasures one by one and resist with difficulty.
Even though the other party did not have any aura that could soar into the sky, or any majestic appearance that could stand tall and proud, his seemingly casual gestures gave Yinghai a sense of oppression that far exceeded that of the City God.
Ying Hai, who had originally escaped from the City God's underworld domain with the help of the Seven Treasures Golden Pagoda, was quite proud and thought that even if he faced a Taoist immortal, he could retreat calmly. But now, he was in such a miserable state just by encountering a ghost immortal who seemed to have descended from the underworld.
Awoo——
The mighty heavenly dragon let out a mournful cry, and under Yinghai's control, the heavenly dragon stretched out its huge body that was nearly a hundred feet long and rushed towards Donghuang, but was slapped on the skull by Donghuang in mid-air. From head to tail, this mighty Buddhist heavenly dragon turned into golden light and disintegrated inch by inch.
After half a lifetime of training, he was still unable to withstand a palm from a powerful enemy. Such a blow was no small matter for the monk of Tianlong Temple. He could see that the opponent had never regarded him as an equal opponent from the beginning to the end, but was just teasing him.
However, this contempt was exactly what he wanted. His real purpose was to take Feng Qing'an away from this inhuman and terrifying alien.
It was precisely because of this purpose that he fought to the death. Otherwise, facing such a powerful alien, he would not be so rigid as to risk reincarnation to fight it.
This was not an alien that he could subdue at the moment. He just wanted to carry out his own beliefs. If a human being was bewitched by a demon or alien, and could not be awakened by words, he would naturally use magical powers to take it away by force.
Unfortunately, even though the other party was so indifferent to him, he could hardly find any chance to take Feng Qingan away from here, even though the other party was standing in the Dharma domain that he supported with the help of the Seven Treasures Golden Pagoda.
"evildoer!"
The three-headed, six-armed Dharma image had been beaten down to the point where only one head and one arm were left. The monk was secretly annoyed, but he no longer had the chance to plan anything. He saw the horrifying alien creature that seemed to be standing on a ninth-grade black lotus smiling softly, and the entire Buddhist realm dimmed under her smile.
It is not a description, but the fact. The Buddha realm, which was originally full of vast Buddha light and brilliant golden light, has now been completely eroded by darkness, and the icy and piercing yin energy fills almost everywhere.
"You are so brave!"
Yinghai's eyes were wide open with anger. At this moment he finally realized that something was wrong. His seemingly careless and contemptuous behavior actually had a deeper plan. The other party actually wanted to steal his Seven Treasures Golden Pagoda, but he realized it too late.
In a short period of time, this seemingly impossible, even incredible behavior in his cognition, was actually successful. His control over the Seven Treasures Golden Pagoda had been weakened to an incredible extent.
"Noisy!"
Dong Huang looked indifferent as she looked at the monk in front of her whose golden body had been beaten down to only a head. The moment she saw the Seven Treasures Golden Pagoda, she stared at it.
In order to seize this Buddha treasure with infinite uses, she held back some strength when she attacked. If she didn't hold back and killed the monk, the Buddha treasure, which had already developed a spirituality, would fly away on its own. Even if she wanted to keep it by force, she would not be sure.
This is a Buddhist treasure that gave birth to a Dharma realm. It can penetrate the void easily. Even if it loses its owner, it can fly away through the air based on its own judgment. It is very easy and difficult to leave it behind.
Phew~
A large mouthful of golden blood spurted out from the golden body with only the head left. Feng Qing'an looked at the monk in amazement. The amount of blood spurting out was enough to show how powerful the monk's blood was.
"Donor Feng!"
Seeing Feng Qing'an, who was "coldly" watching him from the side and fell into such a miserable situation, Yinghai felt a little resentful for a moment, but he quickly killed it. He silently chanted the Buddha's name, and then a dazzling Buddha's light burst out from his chest.
"I wish you good health!"
"Um?!"
Feng Qing'an looked at the Tianlong monk who disappeared in the dazzling Buddha's light with great surprise, but his surprised gaze soon fell on the seven-treasure golden pagoda that remained in the original place and did not leave with the Tianlong monk.
"You snatched this Buddhist treasure?"
Feng Qing'an quickly realized what Dong Huang had just done. He seemed to be teasing his opponent casually, but he was secretly taking away the precious Buddhist treasure from his opponent.
"Um!"
Dong Huang stretched out his hand and gently waved, and the half-real and half-virtual Seven Treasures Golden Tower floated over. Although she was very unhappy to be disturbed by such a bald donkey when she met Feng Qingan again,
However, the fact that the other party sent her such a valuable treasure made her unhappiness disappear. If she could get such a valuable treasure so easily, she wouldn't mind coming a few more times.
"You stole someone's treasure, so why don't you keep the monk here?"
Although the monk seemed to be concerned about his safety, Feng Qing'an hated this kind of guy who would interfere in his affairs without authorization, even though he had clearly refused.
“I can’t stay.”
Dong Huang admired the Seven Treasures Golden Pagoda and responded to Feng Qingan's doubts at the same time.
"Can't stay?"
Feng Qing'an's expression became a little strange. He saw that the Tianlong monk was almost beaten to death by Donghuang. It was obvious that Donghuang held back a little to let the monk survive.
"Then you start with it?"
"It was mostly a test. After one move, I knew I couldn't kill this monk. "
Dong Huang said calmly, as if he saw Feng Qingan's doubts, and continued to explain.
"This monk's origin is extraordinary. He has many life-saving methods left by our master. I can seriously injure him, or even take away his Buddhist treasures. But if his life is in danger, I will take you back to the underworld."
"This monk claims to be from Tianlong Zen Temple. Have you heard of Donghuang?"
Feng Qingan understood and asked immediately.
"Tianlong Zen Temple?"
Dong Huang thought for a moment and then shook his head.
"I've never heard of it. I think it's a Buddhist temple that I built after my reincarnation. It gave its disciples such a valuable treasure and many protective methods. It seems that this Buddhist temple is not weak. Is this monk a Buddhist disciple of Tianlong Temple?"
"According to what he said, no, there is another senior brother who is stronger than him!"
When saying this, Feng Qingan touched his cheek unconsciously. Judging from the monk's reaction, this Buddhist disciple seemed to look quite like him.
Perhaps it was because of this factor that the monk had followed him until now, like a leech attached to his bones that could not be shaken off, and then he suddenly encountered a disaster today.
"You're not a Buddhist? How could this Buddhist temple have such a prosperous heritage?"
Dong Huang was also slightly surprised when he heard that, and then he praised her slightly. Although her palm strike just now was a test, to be able to withstand her palm strike and survive at this level, he must be either a Buddhist or a Taoist.
“Not sure!”
Feng Qingan shook his head and looked at the Seven Treasures Golden Pagoda held in Donghuang's hand.
"Since the Buddhist temple behind this monk has such a history, why did you still take his treasure? Aren't you afraid that the old man behind this monk will come and cause trouble for you?"
"I spared his life and took a golden pagoda from him. If the monks of Tianlong Temple are reasonable, they should thank me!"
Dong Huang said in a calm tone that the Ghost King of the Netherworld already had many constraints when coming to the human world, and it should be even more difficult for a being like her to come to the human world. She had a special background, but the same was true in reverse. The stronger the being, the less likely it would be to cross the border easily.
"If it's unreasonable? Ha!"
"After all, you didn't want to kill him."
Feng Qingan touched his chin.
"It's too troublesome. Just take his Buddha treasure. People like this Buddha have great luck. Killing them will have too much backlash. On the contrary, if I take his magic weapon like I did, I won't be affected by karma and will get some benefits!"
