Chapter 453: Xiaoxiang Goddess Enters Chang'an, Padmasambhava Controls Yin and Yang
It was still raining heavily. After Li Daoxuan's Three Realms Pot was knocked away by Wuzhiqi, the flood continued to rage and gradually rose. Some tall buildings that were originally above the water were slowly submerged.
Many surviving people prayed silently, chanting the names of various gods, hoping that someone would come to save them.
But the reality was very cruel. The water level continued to rise little by little. The adults lifted the children up. The water had already reached their necks. Corpses floated by from time to time, as if symbolizing their end.
What's even more terrible is that some people saw several water zombies swimming towards them from a distance, with bloodthirsty light flashing in their eyes, and they had already smelled the scent of blood.
"Oh my God, I have never done anything bad, why am I being punished like this?"
"I have six children, but only this one survived. God, please open your eyes!"
"Avalokitesvara, Buddha, Jade Emperor, no matter which deity you are, please show up and save us..."
This group of powerless people, when faced with despair, can only beg for protection from gods and Buddhas. In this world full of demons and monsters, human power seems too insignificant.
Perhaps the gods and Buddhas really heard their prayers. Just when the water ghosts were about to start a killing spree, a magical thing happened.
I saw the water surge up and condense into a huge lotus, lifting everyone up and avoiding the minions of the water corpse ghost.
The invisible and colorless water seemed to suddenly become substantial at this moment.
Then a breeze blew by, bringing with it the scent of flowers.
A little child, eyes wide open, rode on his father's neck, forgot his fear, and exclaimed, "How beautiful!"
Everyone looked at it and was shocked.
I saw pieces of ice-crystal petals flying in the wind, like a flowing sea of flowers, or like a snow-like jade belt, beautiful and elegant.
The next moment, these beautiful petals spun and danced, skimming across the water like a dragonfly, but careful people found that the color of the petals turned red.
Drops of blood fell into the water along the petals, and finally turned into snow-white like jade.
The water corpses had dull expressions, their pupils were dead silent, their stiff bodies gradually sank into the water, and in the process of sinking, they split into two, two into four, and four into eight...
When they sank to the bottom, their bodies had turned into millions of pieces, like petals falling into mud.
On the water, those beautiful petals gathered together and turned into a beautiful ninth-grade lotus, circling and dancing in the night wind, and finally fell into a slender, snow-white jade hand and turned into a white oil-paper umbrella.
Three thousand strands of black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, falling to the willow-like waist, softer and smoother than the most precious silk in the world .
Everyone only saw an infinitely beautiful figure walking on the water under the oil-paper umbrella, with a layer of glazed divine light covering her body. Their features could not be seen clearly, but their graceful figure could be vaguely seen. She was undoubtedly a peerless beauty.
As she walked slowly, the wind and rain in the sky paused, and the originally violent flood became docile in an instant, calm and peaceful, like a mirror.
This scene was like the legendary goddess of Luo River, which attracted everyone to kowtow continuously.
"The fairy has descended to earth!"
"The Goddess of Luo River has appeared, please save us!"
"Please save my family, they were all washed away by the flood!"
"I was bitten by a water corpse ghost before, and my whole body is cold. Please save me, fairy!"
Facing the pleas of the crowd, the woman who looked like the goddess of Luo River looked indifferent. She didn't even look at them or even stop for a moment. She just walked straight forward. In just a few breaths, she disappeared into the night.
There is only a faint fragrance of lotus floating between heaven and earth.
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Wuzhiqi roared continuously, and his fists wrapped in iron chains smashed up many buildings as he fought with Guan Yu.
It tried several times to dive into the water and swallow the reincarnation of Erlang Shen, but was stopped by Guan Yu each time, which made it even more angry.
Guan Gong was already exhausted, but when he thought of his benefactor who was in imminent danger, he lifted his spirits, and practiced the Thirty-Six Moves of the Spring and Autumn Sword Technique more and more vigorously. The green dragon carved on the blade had completely come alive, and the sound of the dragon's roar shocked the whole area and became louder and louder.
Loyalty runs through heaven and earth, and righteousness spans ancient and modern times!
Each of Guan Gong's swords is accompanied by brilliant spiritual power, resonating with the world's ways of loyalty and righteousness. Wherever Guan Gong's sword goes, nothing can stop him, despite thousands of mountains, rivers, and dangers!
For a moment, even Wuzhiqi's indestructible body was seriously injured. His blood dyed the flood red, and the fishy smell filled the sky.
Guan Yu, who fought a desperate battle, lived up to his reputation as the Martial Saint. His Green Dragon Crescent Blade was mighty and swift, sometimes like lightning circling the sky, sometimes like a howling gale under jade trees, and he actually forced Wuzhiqi to retreat again and again.
It's a pity that Wuzhiqi, standing in the water, could continuously obtain divine power, making him almost invincible, and his injuries were constantly recovering, so that Guan Yu's hard-earned victory was wasted.
boom!
After another confrontation, the Red Hare with flames on its four hooves finally uttered a mournful cry. This spirit of the famous divine horse, which was known for chasing light and lightning and never retreating in a hundred battles, began to retreat for the first time.
It's already somewhat overwhelmed.
Buzz!
The Green Dragon Crescent Blade clanged in Guan Yu's hand, and the blade kept vibrating, like an afterimage, and almost slipped out of Guan Yu's palm.
Wuzhiqi laughed wildly, saying, "If the gods and Buddhas don't come out, who in the world can defeat me? No matter how sharp your knife is, you are just a false god created by a mortal. You can be my vanguard, but you want to kill me? Haha, you overestimate your abilities!"
These contemptuous words made Guan Gong furious. The Green Dragon Crescent Blade felt the anger of its master and also let out a series of dragon roars.
"Marshal Guan, Wuzhiqi is also known as the Xingshui Divine Ape. It is almost immortal when standing in water. If you want to defeat it, you must get it out of the water first!"
Wang Bo shouted loudly, passing on this key information.
As a disciple of the Chu Ma lineage, he has an ape fairy who has been practicing for hundreds of years enshrined in his body. The ape fairy told him the secret of the Xingshui Divine Monkey.
If you want to kill Wuzhiqi, you must first defeat the flood!
Hearing these words, Guan Yu's eyes lit up slightly, but then he frowned again, because he did not have the ability to control the clouds and rain. If only Master Li was still alive, he knew many spells and might be able to come up with a countermeasure.
It’s a pity that Li Daoxuan has fallen into the flood and his whereabouts are unknown.
"Humph, you are just a little monkey. Once I kill the spirit of this horse-riding general, I will devour you in one gulp!"
Wuzhiqi glanced at Wang Bo. Under his fiery eyes, the ape fairy in Wang Bo's body trembled and kept reminding Wang Bo to escape quickly, but Wang Bo automatically ignored it.
"But even if you realize this, what does it matter? I have already knocked the gourd away. Do you think you can break my immortal power?"
Wuzhiqi laughed loudly towards the sky, his voice full of contempt.
"Everyone in this city will be eaten by me today!"
After saying this, Wuzhiqi was about to continue the attack, ready to take down Guan Yu in one fell swoop. As long as he killed this man, Chang'an would no longer be an obstacle for him.
However, just as it raised its fist, it suddenly let out a light exclamation and turned its head to look behind it.
The heavy rain around was getting smaller and smaller, turning into a drizzle.
A figure walked on the water, holding an oil-paper umbrella, wearing a light blue brocade dress with white ribbons fluttering. Under the bright glow, it was like watching flowers in the fog or the shadow of osmanthus in the moon.
She walked slowly forward, her lotus steps treading on the river water. Wherever she went, the heavy rain stopped suddenly and the strong wind stopped immediately.
"Xiaoxiang Goddess?"
Wuzhiqi's eyes immediately showed vigilance. The Goddess of Xiaoxiang was the daughter of Emperor Huang, and was in charge of the water veins in the land of Chu and Yue. She had the ability to create clouds and rain, and turn rivers and seas upside down!
It was very surprised. Didn't Mara say that all gods and Buddhas were dead? How come the Goddess of Xiaoxiang was still alive?
A hundred feet away, the Goddess of Xiaoxiang who was walking slowly with an umbrella finally stopped, raised the handle of the umbrella slightly, revealing her peerless face.
The snowy skin and natural moon-like appearance are like the gentle waters of the Chuyue River and the ever-changing wind and rain of Wushan.
It was just that pair of eyes with distinct black and white, like the bright moon in a dark night, with frost on top of the clouds, revealing a cold murderous intent.
Such a delicate beauty, who can be described as the most beautiful woman in the world, gives people an extremely dangerous feeling, as if there is a thorn in the back. She can only be admired from afar and cannot be touched.
Wuzhiqi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I thought you were the Goddess of Xiaoxiang, but it turns out you are just an imposter."
Chen Ziyu didn't say anything. She raised her jade hand, and a ninth-grade lotus rose from the water. The petals gathered together, and there was a brilliant light and sparkling clouds, rippling with infinite vitality.
Gifted with supernatural powers, Padmasambhava!
Wuzhiqi's golden pupils widened, and under his fiery eyes, he saw Li Daoxuan in the lotus.
The young Taoist's injuries recovered quickly with the nourishment of the lotus. He even had three flowers on his head and five energies in his chest. He seemed to be making great progress in his cultivation, and every inch of his skin was glowing with brilliance.
Chen Ziyu's latest move shocked Wuzhiqi so much that he even began to feel greedy.
The background of this woman is definitely not simple, and her background is extremely extraordinary. This kind of lotus magical power contains infinite vitality and infinite wonders. Not only can it allow people to recover from injuries quickly, but if they practice in the lotus, they can also participate in the creation of heaven and earth and obtain the mysteries of the sun and the moon!
This is a supreme magical power that directly points to the great path of life!
Wuzhiqi said, "I see that you are also a living being born from an innate divine being. You are not comparable to these filthy and despicable creatures. Why do you have to stand up for them?"
After a pause, it tempted: "If you are willing to follow me and help me practice, I can promise you that I will find the real Xiaoxiang Divine Seal for you in the future and help you achieve the immortal fruit!"
It was born from the innate power of water and has a strong perception of the divine objects in the water. Its spiritual perception tells it that even if it swallowed up the entire human race in Chang'an, it would not be as good as the woman in front of it.
Guan Yu watched this scene with some vigilance, taking the opportunity to recover some of his divine power.
He didn't know whether this woman who suddenly arrived was an enemy or a friend.
"Girl, be careful. This monster is ferocious and cannot be trusted!"
Guan Yu reminded.
However, Chen Ziyu didn't even look at him, but just stared quietly at the lotus that wrapped Li Daoxuan. From the beginning until now, she ignored both Wuzhiqi and Guan Yu, and it seemed that there was only that lotus in her eyes.
"You also want the reincarnation of Erlang Shen?"
Wuzhiqi hesitated for a moment, but still said: "As long as you are willing to submit to me, I can give you this reincarnation. Whether you want to eat me alive or refine me into a puppet, it's up to you. This is my biggest concession!"
At this time, Chen Ziyu finally spoke, her voice as cold as ice.
"You hurt him?"
Wuzhiqi was stunned, and suddenly a bad premonition arose in his heart.
Sure enough, Chen Ziyu's long black hair fluttered and her skirt flew up. As her murderous intent gathered, lightning and thunder suddenly sounded in the dark clouds in the sky, and endless water vapor spread out, freezing cold.
Under Guan Yu's shocked gaze, frost formed inch by inch on Wuzhiqi's body, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a huge ice sculpture.
Chen Ziyu walked on the waves and came to Li Daoxuan's side. Her three thousand black hair fluttered in the wind. She lowered her eyes and gazed at Li Daoxuan in the lotus. Her cold eyes gradually softened.
The past was still vivid in her mind. After going through many ups and downs and difficulties along the way, she finally returned to the little Taoist priest.
She looked at Li Daoxuan's face quietly. After not seeing him for a long time, he looked more handsome and more resolute. She heard from the talkative sparrow that in order to get the Supreme Golden Liquid for her, Li Daoxuan risked his life and went deep into the underworld to fight with the Ghost King with Empty Dust.
This little Taoist priest who used to rely on her and always called for Sister Yu to save his life when he was in danger has now become a famous Taoist master and the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty.
When we meet again after a long separation, it is natural to feel infinite emotion.
But Wuzhiqi would not let her reminisce quietly. The frozen animal was struggling hard, and flames seemed to be dancing in its golden pupils. The thick ice layer made crisp crackling sounds and was instantly covered with cracks.
With a loud bang, Wuzhiqi shattered the ice and let out a roar.
"I respect you because you were born from an innate divine creature, but don't think that I'm afraid of you!"
Chen Ziyu frowned slightly, feeling very unhappy about this big monkey who had injured Li Daoxuan and disturbed her repeatedly.
"Noisy."
She stretched out her hand, and a red lotus rose in her palm. She glanced at Wuzhiqi with her clear eyes, and then blew gently at the red lotus.
Innate magical power: Lotus falling!
If Padmasambhava is the magical power that contains the way of life, then Padmasambhava is the terrifying magical power that touches the way of death. All things wither, birth, old age, sickness and death, even the gods are subject to the five signs of decay.
One thought controls life and death.
As the red lotus withered and fell, Wuzhiqi suddenly felt a great fear between life and death. His blood and energy rapidly declined, and his blue hair turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye. He looked much older in an instant.
Although it did not die due to its extremely strong vitality and the replenishment of the divine power in the water, its combat power declined by 30%.
At this moment, its golden pupils stared at Chen Ziyu with a look of deep fear.
"I have already sent the little Taoist priest to you. Do you still want to be my enemy?"
The sound of anger was like thunder.
Chen Ziyu didn't say anything, but suddenly revealed a faint smile, like the thawing of the glaciers and the gentle flow of the river.
Just because the white lotus was slowly opening, Li Daoxuan inside was about to wake up.
Wuzhiqi finally realized that something was wrong.
"What is your relationship with that little Taoist priest?"
Chen Ziyu gently moved the oil-paper umbrella in her hand to shield Li Daoxuan from the wind and rain, and there was a hint of nostalgia in her calm voice.
"I am just a lonely ghost adopted by him."
