Chapter 514: Picking the stars and taking the moon, the sword energy is everywhere
Xuanzang continued to fall from the sky. He looked at Mara in the clouds, and his vision became increasingly blurred. Before he fainted, he only saw a girl in a green dress flying towards him with an anxious and sad look in her eyes.
Little sugar...
Xuanzang closed his eyes and fell into darkness.
Big brother, I am still useless after all. I failed to live up to your trust and was unable to wake up Master...
In his mind, his eldest brother is like the shining sun, with unparalleled talent and extraordinary genius. No matter where he goes, he can save people in danger, slay demons and eliminate monsters, and is worshipped by countless people.
He also longs to be someone like his elder brother, but unfortunately he is just an ordinary person.
But for some reason, his eldest brother always had high hopes for him and treated him differently.
The two men were completely different, one was a cloud in the sky, the other was mud on the ground, it was impossible for them to have any intersection, but the eldest brother was willing to recognize him as his sworn brother and treat him sincerely.
As it turned out, the eldest brother was wrong after all.
Xuanzang fell into a complete coma and his body continued to fall. If this continued, even if he did not die from his heart injury, he would be killed by the fall.
Xiaotang flew over regardless of everything, grabbed one of his hands and tried to lift him up.
Sizzle!
Xiaotang cried out in pain, and burn marks appeared on her hands, with wisps of smoke rising.
She had experienced this feeling before. When the Imperial Master brought Xuanzang out of the White Horse Temple, she wanted to help Xuanzang and was scalded, but the burn was gone later.
She didn't know that the word "Buddha" in Xuanzang's palm was slightly hot at this moment.
Xiaotang gritted her teeth, endured the severe pain that burned her muscles and bones, and helped Xuanzang slow down his fall.
Mortals have more blood and turbid air, and flying with them is as heavy as a mountain. This is why Xiaotang had to possess an umbrella before. She also needed the help of wind to carry Xuanzang to fly.
After counting the breaths.
Bang!
With a dull thud, Xuanzang fell to the ground, blood continuously flowing out, soon dyeing the ground red.
…
At the moment when the word "Buddha" in Xuanzang's palm became hot, Mara under the blood moon was suddenly startled, as if he had noticed something, and revealed a hint of sneer.
"Sanle, you really haven't given up yet, and you've even done something secretly."
"If that's the case, then I will let your beloved disciple be shattered to pieces and his soul scatter. Let's see how you can save him!"
He raised his palm, and a huge blood-red Buddha's handprint condensed in the sky, and was about to slap towards the place where Xuanzang fell. However, the next moment, Sanskrit sounds suddenly arose, and Buddha's light shone everywhere.
The blood, flesh and energy that kept flying around suddenly stopped and dissipated into nothingness.
Moro's rapidly growing body also stopped, remaining in the youth stage, only one step away from reaching the most perfect state.
He is now equivalent to being in the mother's womb for thirty-two days. Although he is already very powerful, he is still one step away from becoming the perfect Demon Buddha.
This step is quite critical.
Moro's eyes narrowed as he looked at the golden-bodied old monk who was walking in front of him, his steps blooming like lotus flowers. He said coldly, "Hui Chan, since you have seen the future, why don't you bow? Do you want to betray Buddhism?"
He was deeply impressed by this old monk. This man had a very strong will. If he had not been obsessed with reviving Buddhism, he would probably not have been able to control him at all when he was still a demon.
Even though he later corrupted this person, Huichan did not completely lose himself. He once ordered Huichan to secretly capture the people of Luoyang and send them to the Demon-Suppressing Tower to make elixirs, but this person would rather sacrifice the disciples he had trained for many years than do this.
"Amitabha!"
Huichan looked at Mara quietly, his eyes very calm.
"I only worship the true Buddha, not the evil spirits."
"Devil?"
Mara laughed loudly, and infinite Buddha light suddenly bloomed from his body. The black lotus under his feet turned into a twelve-petal golden lotus. He turned into a huge golden Buddha statue, six meters tall, with kind eyes and a bare chest. It was the big-bellied Maitreya.
The Future Buddha of the Three Ages!
"Hui Chan, as a Buddhist disciple, can't you tell whether this golden statue of Maitreya is real or fake?"
Moro questioned.
Huichan stared at the Buddha he had worshipped countless times with a look of reverence in his eyes, and said, "This is indeed the golden body of Maitreya Buddha."
Moro smiled slightly. Huichan’s biggest weakness is the obsession in his heart.
He wanted very much to revive Buddhism, but it was unrealistic to do it on his own. The only way to realize his long-cherished wish was to invite the Buddha to come to the world.
Huichan bowed as he expected, which made Moro even more proud. It was an unexpected surprise to be able to subdue a subordinate with superb skills.
But soon his smile froze.
Huichan bowed devoutly to the golden statue of Maitreya with a calm voice.
"Maitreya Buddha, your disciple Huichan is here to protect countless lives in Luoyang, to keep our Buddhist sect from being infected by evil spirits, and to not tarnish the Buddha's holy name..."
He lowered his eyes and looked at the city of Luoyang that he had guarded for ninety years.
He saw a child crying beside the bodies of his parents, a husband desperately searching for his wife in the ruins, an old man kneeling devoutly before a Buddha statue, and a little girl staring at him from outside the ruined temple...
Huichan slowly raised his eyes, his gaze was firm and his voice was as loud as a bell.
"Disciple Huichan, respectfully invites the Buddha to pass away!"
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Outside Luoyang City, Li Daoxuan's eyes were solemn. Nearly 50% of his magic power had been consumed, but the blood-colored barrier was still not broken.
He used thunder magic, sword techniques, Samadhi True Fire, etc., and even smashed the Fantian Seal, but it only caused the barrier to shake violently, and it returned to normal in an instant.
"Daddy, drink!"
The little flower god came out and handed his precious honey pot to Li Daoxuan without hesitation.
After Li Daoxuan drank the nectar, the magic power consumed in his body was quickly replenished, powerful and exciting, without any burden on his body.
For Yang Shen cultivators, ordinary elixirs are no longer very effective. Taking too much can easily leave behind elixir poison that affects the foundation. However, the nectar collected by the little flower god can easily help Yang Shen cultivators recover their mana and injuries without any side effects.
After all, it is a treasure that promotes spiritual practice, and it would be a bit of a waste to take it like this. But the situation is critical now, and Li Daoxuan can no longer care about so much.
The blood-colored barrier blocked his vision, and he now had no idea what was happening in Luoyang City. The feeling of uneasiness in his heart grew stronger and stronger.
"No, we must break it as soon as possible!"
Li Daoxuan's Taoist robe fluttered, his eyes became particularly deep, and the space around him began to ripple. Several mountains in the distance began to shake and rise slightly.
The great magical power of Tiangang - moving stars and changing constellations!
Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Moving several mountains at the same time was still a bit strenuous for him.
"Come on, come on, Daddy!"
The little flower god waved his little fists in a baby voice, cheering for Li Daoxuan.
Suddenly, the sky darkened and a shadow enveloped the two of them, quickly expanding until it covered an area of several hundred feet.
The little flower god looked up at the sky above his head, muttering, "Stars...stars are falling..."
Above the dome, I saw a 'star' falling from the night sky. As the distance got closer, it kept getting bigger. The terrifying speed caused its surface to rub out raging flames, and black iron blocks kept disintegrating and shattering.
From a distance, it looked like the sun was setting in the sky.
Ten feet, a hundred feet, a thousand feet...
This 'star' was getting bigger and bigger, and its target was very clear, falling straight towards Luoyang.
"Daddy, you...you are so awesome!!!"
Her voice was full of admiration for Li Daoxuan. Daddy is so powerful that he can even bring the stars down from the sky?
Li Daoxuan also stood there in a daze, looking at the mountains that he had not yet moved, and then looking at the "star" that was like the falling sun and moon. Compared with the two, it was like a dwarf compared to a giant.
It seems... that I didn't carry this down.
His ability to move stars and change constellations has not yet been cultivated to this level. Picking stars and taking the sun, using stars as weapons, could it be that an immortal has descended to the world?
"Taichong, it seems that you have been slacking off in your practice since you became the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty. You actually used my Taoist's moving stars and changing constellations to move mountains?"
An old and kind voice sounded, with a hint of ridicule.
He turned around and saw an old man wearing a Bagua Taoist robe and holding a Taoist magic sword walking slowly towards him. His silver hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin. His eyes were full of vicissitudes. He walked like a crane, with an aloof demeanor, like a mountain ten thousand feet high.
The number one Taoist in the world, the seventh generation Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu, Zhang Zhiyan!
Li Daoxuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in surprise: "Master!"
The old Taoist priest's Taoist robe fluttered as he walked with a sword in hand. There was dragon and tiger energy around him, and the golden pure yang energy was as vast as an abyss. Li Daoxuan thought that even if he could not defeat the old man, the gap should not be too big.
But now it seems that compared with the old Heavenly Master, his pure Yang Qi is like a stream meeting a river or the sea, and a fish in a pond compared to Kunpeng.
The old Taoist priest took a step forward, and the void around him surged like water. He was displaying his great magical power of moving stars and changing constellations.
The 'star' that fell from the sky was undoubtedly his work.
"Taichong, the reason why the Moving Stars and Changing Constellations is ranked third among the Thirty-Six Heavenly Powers is because... it can really move the stars. "
The old Taoist priest touched Li Daoxuan's head, seeming to be very satisfied with his disciple's shocked look.
"Watch carefully. If you master one magic skill, you can defeat all other magic skills. If you master one magic skill to the extreme, you will be invincible."
As soon as the words fell, the old Taoist pressed down with his palm, and the falling "star" suddenly became faster, like a huge fireball, falling from the sky and hitting the blood-colored barrier.
Boom!!!
The universe is shaking, the earth is turning upside down!
Countless fragments of meteorite flew around, either shooting holes into the mountains or falling into the water, emitting bursts of hot steam.
The incomparably hard blood-colored barrier, under the impact like a comet hitting the sun, began to show cracks, which continued to spread like a spider web, and finally shattered with a snap.
In a state of shock, Li Daoxuan heard the old Taoist mumbling in a low voice.
"It's a pity that I, the old Taoist priest, have not yet become an immortal. I can only capture a larger piece of meteorite from outer space. It cannot be considered as truly picking stars and taking the moon."
Li Daoxuan secretly complained in his heart, look at what he said, is this human language? If he really captured the stars in the sky, I am afraid that in addition to destroying the formation, the entire Luoyang will be razed to the ground, leaving no grass...
He looked towards the old Taoist priest and found that he was pounding his waist.
"I haven't used my full strength for a long time, and I sprained my waist."
The old Taoist twisted his body three times to the left and three times to the right. His muscles and bones made crisp sounds and a relaxed expression appeared on his face.
"Okay, it's straightened. Let's go and continue fighting!"
He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but Li Daoxuan seemed to see a hint of excitement in his master’s eyes, as if the old man was eager to try.
"Yes, Master!"
With the arrival of the old Taoist priest, Li Daoxuan felt relieved.
It feels so safe!
Although the master is already 124 years old and looks very old, as a peerless figure who once suppressed an era, his strength will only become more terrifying as time goes by.
The Green-Robed Lady once commented on the old Heavenly Master, saying that he had the demeanor of the first Heavenly Master, Zhang Daoling, and said that even if she had cultivated herself into a ghost fairy, if she fought with the old Heavenly Master, the chances of winning or losing would be fifty-fifty.
"My dear disciple, what are you still standing there for? Let's go and kill the bandits!"
The old Taoist priest walked with a sword in hand, his Bagua Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, his body as tall and straight as a pine tree on a snowy mountain.
"Okay, let's go kill the thief!"
Li Daoxuan suddenly felt a great sense of pride in his heart, as if together with his master, they could wipe out all the demons in the world without fear of any danger.
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Over Luoyang.
The moment the formation was broken, Moro realized that something was wrong.
According to his plan, he should have completely transformed himself into a devil Buddha with the help of the blood, flesh and essence of the people of Luoyang, and from then on he would be invincible in the world, and no matter who came, it would be of no use.
However, the reality went against his wishes. Who could have thought that Huichan would suddenly have an epiphany and risk his life to stop him, leaving him one step away from becoming a demon Buddha.
This line is the difference between heaven and earth.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the sky, Huichan was like an ant, fighting against the huge golden body of Maitreya. He was slapped away by the Buddha's hand many times, but he stubbornly flew up again, like an indestructible cockroach.
Cracks appeared on his Arhat gold body, and golden blood kept flowing, but facing Maitreya Buddha, his fighting spirit became stronger, his fighting spirit soared to the sky, and his murderous intent boiled.
Huichan was still as fierce and vigorous as ever during the battle. He was fearless and courageous, and moved forward courageously. He used his divine power to subdue dragons and tigers to punch Maitreya Jin.
Even though his fist bones were broken and blood was gushing out of his palms, he still did not hesitate, completely disregarding life and death.
There was a hint of murderous intent in Moro's eyes, and he finally stopped concealing it and revealed his body as a demon Buddha.
Half of the golden body of Maitreya began to change. The golden light turned into blood-red light, and half of the face became hideous and ugly, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. Even sharp and black nails grew on his left hand.
Half Buddha, half devil, this is called the devil Buddha!
boom!
Moro's momentum suddenly surged, and the nails on his evil hands scratched Huichan's golden body.
An arm flew up, the golden light on it quickly dissipated, and the blood turned red. Then it rotted and turned black in the blink of an eye, and finally turned into ashes and dissipated.
Huichan's golden body of Arhat, which had been able to resist Maitreya's physical body for a long time, was defeated in an instant, as if it had met its nemesis.
The Buddha's body can defeat the devil, the devil's body can defeat the Buddha, the devil and the Buddha are one and almost invincible.
boom!
The evil hand grabbed Huichan as if it was an ant, and squeezed it hard in its palm.
Although Huichan had only one arm, he still struggled hard. However, as time passed, his golden body was severely damaged, his magic power was greatly consumed, and he became increasingly weak.
Is that the end?
Huichan's eyes went dark. Perhaps in a few breaths, he would be crushed to pieces by Moro and die completely.
He was not afraid of death, he just felt regretful that he was ultimately unable to protect the people of this city.
clang!
Just as he closed his eyes and prepared to welcome death, a clanging sword sound suddenly rang in his ears, shaking the sky.
The dazzling sword light spanned across the sky and the earth, and the sharpness that had been silent for many years came out again. The sword energy was like a dragon and a tiger, and the sharpness was like the sun and the moon, and it cut off the evil hand like thunder.
The sword energy traverses thirty thousand miles, and the sword light chills the nineteen continents!
Moro looked intently.
The golden sword tassel fluttered, and the 9981 sections of the sword were engraved with the sun, moon, stars, ancient inscriptions, and two shining ancient characters - slay the evil!
The old Taoist priest held the Sanwu Sword, which could slay evil spirits, in his hand. His Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, his silver hair was like frost. He stepped over the broken devil's hand and looked at Moro quietly.
"Some accounts can finally be settled today."
