Chapter 249: Fairy in the Painting
"He governs the thirty-six heavens, and is in the process of transforming the nine heavens. He transforms himself into the ten directions, with his hair untied, and recites the Gang Sutra. He whistles with the wind and whips the sun and the moon, and subdues all demons. He saves the ghosts of the long night, and thunders are born for ten thousand years!"
As Zhang Qianyang chanted and made hand gestures, light golden lightning struck from the sky!
This is the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Thunder among the Shenxiao Five Thunders Orthodoxy. Its power has made a qualitative leap compared to the Forty-Nine Heavenly Thunder. As the thunder fell, the shadow of the Thunder God even appeared in the sky above the Yellow Springs Realm.
If the Forty-Nine Heavenly Thunder is a killing weapon in the Yin God Realm, then the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Thunder is a killing weapon in the Yang God Realm, which can also cause extremely strong damage to Yang God powerhouses!
Back in Longyou County, Hongzhou, Zhang Qianyang once summoned a six-nine-day thunder, which split the dragon into pieces.
At this moment, he used a secret method and returned to the Yang God realm at a great cost. In an instant, he summoned several sixty-nine sky thunders, and his momentum was like a rainbow, and he did not look tired at all.
Boom!
The light golden thunder fell on the body of the Empty-bellied Ghost King.
This time, the black light flowing around him was shattered by thunder, and cracks appeared on his body, like broken porcelain.
The extremely strong and masculine power of thunder fell on him like boiling soup poured on snow, and even made a sizzling sound, and black yin energy continued to emerge.
There was a trace of pain in Xudu's eyes. Obviously, even for him, it would not be easy to take on the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Thunder.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom…
The light golden thunder struck Xudu's body like a rainstorm, almost turning the entire Yinshan Mountain into a golden ocean. The dissipated thunder power was enough to destroy any ghost general in the Yinshen realm.
At this moment, Zhang Qianyang really looked like the God of Thunder. Golden thunder flowed in every strand of his hair, and his eyes were as dazzling as the sun. Even his appearance seemed to have become younger.
The wrinkles on the face disappeared, and the face became rosy and smooth.
With elegant facial features and a chic temperament, he would definitely be a handsome middle-aged uncle if he were to be reborn in later generations.
Xudu let out screams one after another, and his entire body was submerged in the golden sea of thunder, with the cracks on his body continuing to expand.
Because the power of the immobilization spell had not yet been exhausted, he was unable to resist or escape. He could only passively take the beating and rely on his profound Taoism to withstand it.
Naturally, Zhang Qianyang would not miss this good opportunity. He attracted dozens of sixty-nine sky thunders in one breath and all of them hit Xudu's body.
Not only that, the lightning had not completely dissipated yet, he swallowed several Huiyuan Pills refined by his junior fellow apprentice, forcibly restored his magic power, and then made sword gestures with his hands.
"Taiyi Tiangang, the sword sweeps in all directions, slaying demons and killing ghosts, ruling the capital Pingyang, hurry up and kill as ordered!"
clang!
Ten thousand Taiyi Leimu swords stretched across the void, densely packed like a sea of swords.
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Tens of thousands of flying swords shot towards the Empty-Dulled Ghost King, specifically piercing into the wounds caused by lightning, further aggravating his injuries.
This fight was as fast as lightning and swift. In just a few breaths, Zhang Qianyang had inflicted considerable injuries on the Ghost King Xudu. Combined with the immobilization spell, it even gave people the feeling that he was pressing down on Xudu and beating him.
If people from the Taoist sect saw this scene, they would be shocked.
The awe-inspiring Tian Gang Fu Mo Zhenren who cut down mountains and destroyed temples back then seemed to be back again...
But unfortunately, the duration of the immobilization spell is not infinite.
Just when Zhang Qianyang was preparing to expand his victory in one go, his body trembled violently and he finally broke free from the immobilization spell. A strong yin energy immediately emanated from his body and strands of flesh appeared on the cracked wounds, quickly closing the wounds like mending clothes and returning to normal.
With a grab of his big hand, the densely packed flying swords quickly shrank, like grains of dust, gathering in his palm.
Even if you have ten thousand swords, they cannot defeat just one hand.
This kind of great supernatural power that can control the universe is almost as great as that of a god or Buddha.
There was no fear in Zhang Qianyang's eyes. He bit the tip of his index finger and used the blood of the Yang God to set up an array in the void!
Xu Du stared at him and sneered, "Zhang Qianyang, let alone you, even if Zhang Zhiyan came to the underworld, he would not dare to be presumptuous in front of me!"
"Oh, by the way, that old man Zhang Zhiyan is probably in trouble now. When I succeed in overcoming the calamity, I will be the first to kill him on Mount Longhu and turn that so-called Heavenly Master's Gate into a ghost domain!"
Hearing this, Zhang Qianyang's eyes burned with anger, and he said, "The reason why the old man fell into a coma is really related to you!"
Xudu showed an unfathomable smile and said, "If you want to blame someone, you can only blame him for being too arrogant. He claims to be invincible in the world. Over the past few decades, he has ruined our plans several times. This is why the leader took action personally. After sixteen years of planning, he finally found his flaw!"
Zhang Qianyang felt a chill in his heart.
Leader?
He remembered the Moro religion that his apprentice had mentioned. Could it be that Xu Du had also joined the Moro religion?
With Xudu's supernatural powers and experience, he has to be respectfully called "Master". Who is that person?
Zhang Qianyang was thinking in his mind, but his hands did not stop. The essence and blood of his Yang God poured out like water, and he quickly drew a Tiangang Demon-Subduing Array in the void.
He is known as the Tiangang Subduing Demon Immortal, and what he is best at is not thunder magic, nor swordsmanship, but the Tiangang Subduing Demon Formation.
He had set up this formation before when he was fighting with Yang Guang, but at that time he used black dog blood and rooster blood, so its power was limited. But now the formation is based on his own blood and essence, so its power is incomparable to before.
Strands of Tiangang power gathered and surrounded the Xudu Ghost King in an attempt to refine him.
The power of Tiangang is the abundant divine power nurtured from the stars in the sky. It uses the power of the stars in the sky to subdue demons. Even a big demon that has cultivated to the Yang God realm will be refined by the power of Tiangang and its soul will be shattered if it is covered by the formation!
However, the Ghost King with Empty Belly did not move at all, only because a colorful cassock appeared on his body .
As the cassock emerged, a mysterious Zen rhythm arose spontaneously, as if a monk was chanting scriptures in the void, giving people a feeling of sudden enlightenment.
This scene looked very funny. A ghost king who had committed many evil things actually put on a Buddhist robe. Moreover, the robe looked very extraordinary, with golden Bodhi light flowing on it, mysterious and unfathomable.
Zhang Qianyang did not hesitate to consume the Tiangang power condensed from his essence and blood, but it fell on the cassock, but it seemed as if it had become a speck of dust or a leaf, and was dissipated into nothingness after being shaken by the golden light.
The hollow-bellied ghost king laughed loudly and said, "Zhang Qianyang, let alone you, even if Zhang Zhiyan came, how could he break the robe of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"
Hearing this, Zhang Qianyang was shocked.
The cassock of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?
It is said that the landownership of Jiuhua Mountain was owned by a local tycoon named Min Lao. When the temple was being built, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva asked Min Lao to give him some land. Min Lao was kind and generous, and had great faith and respect for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. He asked how much land he wanted. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva replied, "A piece of land equal to the size of my cassock is enough."
Mr. Min thought, how much land does a cassock occupy? So he generously agreed.
Who would have thought that Ksitigarbha monk would spread out his robes and cover the entire peak of Mount Jiuhua. When Mr. Min saw that Ksitigarbha monk had such supernatural powers, he was extremely surprised and immediately gave away all of Mount Jiuhua, vowed to protect Ksitigarbha monk, and ordered his son to follow Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to become a monk.
Could this cassock be the one that covered the entire peak of Mount Jiuhua back then?
Xudu, wearing a cassock, walked out of the Tiangang Subduing Demon Formation with ease and said calmly, "Zhang Qianyang, I will take your life."
…
boom!
Zhang Qianyang's figure was slapped away by a palm and crashed into the stone wall behind him like a cannonball.
With just one palm strike, his body was filled with broken bones and tendons, and he kept coughing up blood. If he had not returned to the Yang Shen realm, he probably would not have been able to withstand even this one palm strike.
Just as his body was about to hit the cold and hard stone wall, a hand pressed on his back.
boom!
Li Daoxuan followed his master and crashed into the stone wall.
The mountain shook slightly, and countless pieces of rubble fell.
Li Daoxuan's bright silver dragon armor glowed, helping him to offset most of the force, so he was not seriously injured.
Ten breaths passed and the immobilization talisman had been released. Li Daoxuan did not choose to escape, but resolutely went to save his master.
The purpose of his coming here was to refine the Supreme Golden Elixir to heal his master's injuries. If he ended up causing his master to lose his life, wouldn't that be extremely stupid, like buying the casket and returning the pearl?
"Go, go quickly!"
Zhang Qianyang gave him orders while coughing up blood.
Li Daoxuan didn't care at all and said with a smile: "Master, if you want to go, let's go together. I won't abandon you."
After a pause, he laughed and scolded: "Don't try to be a hero anymore. You are already old, isn't it better to just enjoy your retirement?"
"You little bastard!"
Zhang Qianyang was angry and moved. He shook his head and said, "Okay, let's run away together. We can't fight this anymore!"
The Ghost King with Empty Belly was about to become an immortal, and with the blessing of the Underworld, he was already very difficult to deal with. And how come he had the cassock left by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?
Logically speaking, the cassock of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is extremely spiritual and is the most precious treasure of Buddhism. Even if Xudu obtained it, he would not be able to subdue it. But I don't know what method he used, but he actually put on the cassock.
With this cassock, many methods are ineffective against him.
Xudu looked at them but was in no hurry to take action, as if he was a cat playing with a mouse, wanting to see their collapse and despair.
After hundreds of years of experience, he found that if a person died with despair and fear, his flesh and blood would be more beautiful.
"Escape? You can't escape anywhere."
Xu Du looked at them, his voice extremely confident.
However, Li Daoxuan looked at him fearlessly and even smiled.
"No, maybe it's you who should run away now."
Li Daoxuan took out the scroll again, looked at the empress on it, and smiled slightly.
The lady in the painting is still leaning on the railing, holding a book of poetry in her hands, but her appearance is no longer childish. Her eyebrows and eyes are fully grown, her eyes are like frost and snow, and her eyebrows are like a crescent moon, as if all the intelligence and beauty in the world are gathered in one person.
She is no longer the empress of her youth, but the ghost fairy god who protects the area and has been worshipped for thousands of years!
As if sensing Li Daoxuan's gaze, the lady in the painting put down her book of poetry and looked up at him.
Their eyes met, as if they had passed through two worlds.
The next moment, the scroll floated in the air, emitting thousands of divine rays of light, illuminating the heaven and earth.
A figure as pure and flawless as colored glass walked out of the painting. She was wearing a gorgeous green dress and a colorful robe. Her three thousand black hair was like flowing brocade, hanging to her waist.
In the Yin Mountains, Xudu's shout, with a hint of fear, was heard.
"It's you, how could it be you!"
