Chapter 393: Golden Light Spreads Across the Earth, Immortals Gather
Li Daoxuan finally understood what it meant to say the cruelest words in the calmest tone.
He looked at his senior sister, whose white clothes were as white as snow and spotless. Although he had only met her once and it had been several months since they met, he seemed to have a familiar feeling, as if the two had known each other for a long time.
In a trance, the senior sister who was as elegant as a banished immortal vaguely overlapped with another figure.
The only difference between her and that person is that Senior Sister’s appearance is unrivaled in the world, only the Empress can be compared to her. In addition, there is a little cinnabar between Senior Sister’s eyebrows, which makes her look even more ethereal, bright and charming.
Even if you search the entire sky and hell, you probably won't be able to find another Kun Daoist as stunning and charming as my senior sister.
"Sister, why bother letting him reincarnate? Wouldn't it be better to just destroy this evil monk's body and soul and let his spirit fly away?"
Li Daoxuan arrived on the clouds and landed beside Taizhen.
He could feel that after stepping within three feet of his senior sister, his connection with the world seemed to be severed, as if he had stepped into an unknown realm.
This is the dojo!
Where the true immortals live and where the Bodhisattvas reside is the place of practice.
When one's Taoism reaches the level of a saint and immortal, the Qi is often strong enough to influence the surrounding heaven and earth, making the spiritual energy abundant, the blessings long-lasting, and benefiting all living beings.
It is said that a mountain is famous not because of its height, but because of the immortals living there; a river is magical not because of its depth, but because of the dragons living there. This is exactly the case.
If one practices to the level of Buddha, the energy can even stretch for thousands of miles and turn into boundless sacred mountains.
Among the strong men Li Daoxuan had met, only the Empress was at this level. Now it seemed that Senior Sister had also touched this level.
He sighed in his heart, he was worthy of being the reincarnation of an ancient immortal, his cultivation speed was almost catching up with him, a cheater.
Taizhen smiled faintly when she heard what Li Daoxuan said, "It would be too satisfying to kill him only once. Wait for him to reincarnate and cultivate again. After he has cultivated into a Yang God with untold hardships, then kill him with one strike and let him continue to reincarnate. Killing him nine times like this would be the most satisfying."
Hearing this, even Li Daoxuan, who always thought he was decisive in killing, couldn't help but feel ashamed.
My senior sister seems to have a bit of a wild temperament.
Is this really a disciple trained by the orthodox Xuan Sect? He is even more domineering than the devil!
but……
Li Daoxuan looked at Maha's livid face. Why did he feel so good?
Maha frowned, and while he used his magic power to temporarily suppress the snake's venom, he put his palms together and said, "Amitabha, since you are so vicious, don't blame me for being rude."
After saying this, a Buddha's light suddenly appeared on his body, as if he was ready to take action.
However, the next moment, he flew away into the distance, completely abandoning his face and choosing to escape.
A smile appeared in Taizhen's eyes.
Li Daoxuan wanted to chase her, but she held him back.
"Don't worry, he can't escape. This time, you have a lot of face."
Taizhen smiled sweetly, as if hundreds of flowers were in full bloom, and the surrounding mountains and rivers seemed to become brighter.
She twisted a healing pill between her jade fingers and said with a smile, "Be good, little junior brother, open your mouth and I will feed you the medicine."
The voice was playful, light and lively, as if coaxing a child.
Li Daoxuan coughed. Since the distance between them was only three feet, his nose was filled with the fresh and rich aroma of his senior sister. Moreover, his senior sister had a free and easy personality and didn't like to tie her hair up. A few strands of her flying black hair even touched Li Daoxuan's cheek.
His face felt a little hot, and he turned slightly to the side, took the pill and swallowed it.
Seeing that he didn't even look at it, Taizhen chose to swallow the pill. A smile appeared in her beautiful eyes. She didn't say anything else, but looked at Maha with an expression as if she was watching a good show.
She even took out a bag of fruit and a bag of candied fruit from her arms and ate while watching.
Li Daoxuan's expression froze. "Senior Sister, are you preparing to watch a movie?"
Taizhen glanced at him with her beautiful eyes, then handed the candied fruit in her hand to him and said, "Would you like some?"
Li Daoxuan hesitated for a moment and was about to reach out to take it.
Taizhen suddenly took it back and said with a smile: "Forget it, this candied fruit tastes better than fruit, you should just eat the fruit."
Li Daoxuan: “…”
…
Moro fled with all his might, and in the blink of an eye he flew hundreds of feet away. He looked back and found that Li Daoxuan and the mysterious woman did not chase him, and he couldn't help but feel happy.
It seems that God will not let him go!
I am indeed blessed by the Buddha!
However, before he could be happy for long, a figure suddenly appeared on the mountain ahead.
He was an old man with white hair, leaning on a cane, looking very old and slightly hunched, but he was in good spirits, with a ruddy complexion and eyes like a big river, deep and unfathomable.
The old man was wearing a simple Bagua Taoist robe, and there seemed to be no magical power on his body, but he stood on the top of the mountain, with wind and clouds surging around him.
He raised his eyes slightly, and a long wind suddenly blew up between heaven and earth, like the roar of a tiger and the howl of a dragon.
"I heard that you want to convert my disciple to Buddhism and make him your... fourth disciple?"
The old man's voice was like rolling winter thunder, causing Maha's face to change drastically.
"You...you are..."
The old man tapped the mountain with his walking stick, and the mountain thousands of feet high under his feet rumbled and seemed to be about to collapse.
"I am Zhang Zhiyan, the seventh generation Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu."
"Taichong is my favorite disciple."
Maha's expression was shocked and he looked surprised.
He never expected that the old Taoist priest Zhang Zhiyan, who had not left Mount Longhu for more than 60 years, would come here in person, just for a ninth-generation disciple?
Without any hesitation, Maha turned around and was about to escape.
"If you don't tell me where Mara is, even if the Buddha comes today, you can't leave."
The old Taoist priest's white hair danced wildly, and his Bagua Taoist robe fluttered in the wind. He took a step forward, and his figure turned into a golden light. Faster than lightning, he came to Maha's side almost like teleporting, arriving later than others.
The great supernatural power of Tiangang, golden light spreads all over the earth!
The old Taoist priest knocked his staff, and there was no fairy light, but there was a mysterious Taoist rhythm, accompanied by the sound of dragon roars and tiger roars, which hit Maha's head with a loud bang.
clang!
Maha's eyes were bloodshot, his golden body sank a bit, and he fell to the ground as if he had fainted.
The old Taoist priest fell to the ground, and pressed his old palm on the high mountain beside him.
Carrying Mountains - One of the 72 Disha Magical Powers!
Boom!
A majestic mountain thousands of feet high was lifted up with one hand by this white-haired old man with a cane.
The old Taoist smashed the mountain towards the place where Maha fell.
boom!
The ground within a radius of dozens of feet sank.
A moment later, a figure flew out from the bottom of the mountain, his golden body was shattered, his body was covered in blood and bruises, it was the evil Buddha Maha.
After all, he was a top-notch warrior in the late Yangshen stage. Although he was seriously injured, he still had a breath left. His wish to spread Buddhism kept him holding on in an attempt to escape.
The old Taoist priest did not pursue him. He pounded his waist and sighed, "I haven't been down the mountain for sixty years, so my hands are really rusty."
"But this Buddhist tortoise shell is really hard enough."
…
Maha fled in panic, and when he found that the old Taoist priest did not catch up with him , he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He swore that when he returned to the Turkic Empire, he would convince the Khan to send troops to attack the Tang Dynasty and then destroy Longhu Mountain!
No matter how powerful Zhang Zhiyan was, he could only retreat when faced with the weapons and murderous aura of an army of hundreds of thousands.
However, just as he was thinking about how to convince the Khan when he returned, a cold voice sounded from the clouds.
"I wonder if the Buddha's golden body can withstand the Samadhi True Fire of this seat?"
Maha raised his head and saw a figure dressed in gorgeous green clothes and shining with divine light standing in the clouds in front of him. The immortal spirit and the divine spirit were intertwined, and the divine light and the flawless immortal light bloomed together.
The halo behind her head was even more dazzling, like a Buddha or an immortal.
"Qing... Madam Qingyi..."
At this moment, Maha's heart was dead, as if he had fallen into an abyss.
Not only did the Lady in Green come, but she came in her true form!
"We are fellow monks, do we have to kill us all?"
Maha said with great grief and anger.
Qing Yi sighed and said, "If you hadn't attacked Li Daoxuan, why would I have come to this point?"
