Chapter 92 Daoist friend, my Buddha is coming

Paradise Cave.

Seeing the name and understanding its meaning, there will naturally be bliss in it.

For any living being, the things they desire are different.

But in this cave, everyone will be satisfied.

Because this cave is actually a large illusion array.

It was modified by Yunxiao Niangniang, an outer disciple of Jiejiao, based on the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation.

Yunxiao's cultivation has reached the level of destiny. He has long since achieved the Dao Fruit of Hunyuan and killed all three corpses. In addition, he has the innate treasure Hunyuan Golden Bowl in his hand. His strength can be said to be the best under the saint.

The illusion array set up by his means is an illusion, but it is also real.

Originally, this cave was used to train the disciples of Jiejiao in fighting methods. After the island was sealed, it was moved to Baiyun and used as a recreational place for the disciples.

Most of those who are willing to come here are disciples of Jiejiao who are at the ordinary immortal level.

Their faith in the Tao is not strong enough, or their nature is difficult to change, so they need to use the illusions here to satisfy their desires.

"Om~Ma~ni~Pa~mi~Hum!"

Yang Jian and his two companions had just appeared and had not yet had time to see the surrounding scenery clearly.

The rich Buddhist sounds filled my ears.

The sound of Zen chanting makes people feel uneasy.

Huo Ling's expression suddenly changed: "When did the Buddhist sect infiltrate Jin'ao Island?"

She realized something was wrong and wanted to leave, but the formation under her feet had been closed.

The talisman in his hand also lost its effect.

She realized something instantly and said hatefully, "Golden Cicada!"

Yang Jian looked at the Fire Spirit's reaction and quickly realized that he had fallen into a trap.

Western Buddhist singing parties are held on Jinao Island.

It's simply a magnification of the face.

He was not panicked. The mark of the Zhuxian sword energy was still clearly visible in the spiritual platform between his eyebrows.

With the trump cards in hand, you will naturally have the confidence to deal with it.

"Senior Sister Huo Ling, don't panic. Look at what they are doing!"

Yang Jian spoke to appease the fire spirit.

The Fire Spirit nodded: "Golden Chanzi betrayed our sect. Now that this matter is over, I will let Master extract the soul of Golden Chanzi and refine his spirit, so as to relieve the hatred in my heart."

Behind him, Yu Hua summoned the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, with blood surrounding his body, ready to attack at any time.

The three of them walked forward towards the place where the Buddhist sound came from.

There are carved beams and painted rafters, and the houses here look neat and tidy, but there is no one inside.

When you get closer, you will find a golden statue of Buddha standing in the center.

Around them, hundreds of disciples of the Jiejiao sect knelt under the Buddha and listened to the Buddhist teachings.

Among them, there are a large number of creatures that have not yet become immortals.

Everyone looked intoxicated, as if they had already reached the Pure Land of Bliss.

When the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit saw this scene, she was immediately filled with anger and took out the Taia sword to attack the Buddha statue in the center.

The sword energy was so fierce that it cut the Buddha statue in half, sending stone chips flying.

Many disciples were suddenly awakened from the illusion.

After seeing the Holy Mother of Fire, everyone was silent and at a loss as to what to do.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit said angrily: "You are in Jiejiao, but you yearn for the teachings of the Western Sect. This is simply a heinous crime. Surrender and seal your cultivation. Wait for the leader to come out and make a decision on you."

"The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit has only cultivated for a thousand years and is only at the immortal level. She relies on the magic weapon bestowed by Taoist Duobao to show off her power here. Why should we be afraid of her with so many of us? If we attack her together, she will definitely not be able to stop us."

"If this matter is exposed, we will be doomed!"

The voice just fell.

Someone sent out several rays of light towards the Holy Mother of Fire.

Yang Jian recognized through the devil eye between his eyebrows that the light contained abundant Gengjin sword energy, which he thought was made from the lost batch of fine iron.

The golden crown on the head of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit flashed with golden light, blocking the incoming flying sword.

"court death!"

The Fire Spirit let go of the Taia Sword in his hand, and the Taia Sword flew out with fierce sword energy.

The immortal who made the move did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly chanted a spell, condensing his magic power into a shield in front of him. But it was a drop in the bucket.

Under the sword of Tai'a, the shield formed by his magic power was as vulnerable as tofu cut by a knife.

The sword pierced through him with overwhelming force, and his soul had just escaped from his body.

Then the sword flashed and the soul flew away.

The Tai'a Sword is an acquired spiritual treasure of the highest grade bestowed by the people of Duobao Town. It has been refined for hundreds of thousands of years and is extremely powerful.

"You have to surrender yourself, only then can you survive. If you dare to resist, do you really think I won't kill you?"

The immortals on the side were speechless for a moment. They could not withstand such power.

If they attacked together, even if they could subdue the three men, most of them would die.

The purpose of practicing Taoism is to achieve immortality, and for those who have achieved immortality, what they fear most is death.

So I didn't dare to resist at this moment.

Yang Jian just noticed a familiar face in the crowd, it was Taoist Songhe.

Previously, Taoist Songhe wanted to direct suspicion to Shiji, but now he thinks that he should have a great relationship with the cause of death of Boy Biyun.

When Taoist Songhe noticed that Yang Jian was coming, he shrank his body and was about to escape.

As soon as he turned around, a red streak blocked his way.

It's the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword.

Yang Jian: "Songhe, how did Biyun Tongzi die? Now you can tell the truth!"

Taoist Songhe turned around and pointed at Holy Mother Huo Ling with anger in his eyes: "Daoist Biyun was killed by Daoist Huo Ling. She kept saying that all beings are equal, but why does she live in Zhaixing Tower, occupying a cave all by herself, enjoying the wind, flowers, snow and night, while Daoist Biyun can only endure the cramped and noisy environment, and has made no progress in cultivation in the past three hundred years.

It's just that I have a good master. All beings are equal. It sounds good, but it's just deceiving myself!

We have worked hard to cultivate and become immortals, we shouldn’t be so miserable. The great mountains and rivers of the prehistoric world have room for us.”

The Fire Spirit Holy Mother turned pale and said, "You incompetent people, don't forget that before the island was closed, you were hiding in Jin'ao Island and didn't want to leave. Why didn't you go to the paradise in the prehistoric time?

It's just that you can't compete with the ancient immortals, and you don't look down on ordinary mountains and rivers. You are just a group of guys who are neither high nor low!"

Obviously, the concepts she had been trying to guide had changed. The three hundred years of high-pressure rule by Duobao Taoist had made it impossible to suppress the ambitions of these immortals.

They even began to seek foreign teachers as a solution.

Yang Jian: "All I want to ask is who killed Biyun Tongzi. As for why he died, I don't care!"

Taoist Songhe sneered and looked at Yang Jian: "You lucky human, if you were in the outside world, I would have devoured millions of mortals alive to refine my magic power. I can swallow dozens of mortal cultivators like you in one bite. You just have a good master, but you are questioning me here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yu Hua was furious and was about to take action, but was stopped by Yang Jian.

He continued, "Fellow Daoist Biyun was entrusted by me to steal Gengjin refined iron to refine magic weapons for us. When he angered those second-generation disciples the day before yesterday, he happened to meet the Golden Spirit Mother who was willing to guarantee him. He began to blame himself for betraying Jiejiao and became restless. He even wanted to reveal what he had done to his master. His wavering thoughts were the variable for hundreds of us. In order for us not to be exposed, he had to die.

We originally wanted to use the death of Daoist Fellow Biyun to ignite the hatred of the immortals against you, the second generation disciples. Who could have thought that the useless Daoist Dog was greedy and caused us to fail, making Daoist Fellow Biyun's death meaningless. "

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit looked at him with disdain: "You are a bunch of short-sighted and incompetent people who only know how to take. If it weren't for my teachings, you would still be suffering in the endless reincarnation. Now that you have stepped onto the great road, you are vainly dreaming of controlling more power.

You dare not deal with those ancient immortals and gods who are fighting for the immortal mountain. Jin'ao Island is kind enough to take you in, but you are ignorant of the overall situation and can only hug each other and cry miserably.

If you have the ability, why don't you learn from the twelve golden immortals of the Chan sect and open up a Taoist temple in the prehistoric world? The second-generation disciples of my sect stayed on Jin'ao Island just to help you bunch of useless people!

You were ungrateful when Holy Mother Wu Dang, Holy Mother Gui Ling and other second-generation disciples were preaching. You just had to play a role, but you had a lot of complaints.

The rich spiritual energy and endless Taoist charm of Jin'ao Island are a paradise for practicing Taoism created for you.

In your hearts, all beings are equal, and you probably want to be on an equal footing with the saints! Is this what the Western religion promises you?"

Taoist Songhe's face flushed red, he was furious, and said angrily: "A Zhaixing Tower suppressed the immortals for three hundred years, a white cloud buried millions of dead bones on Jin'ao Island, countless lives were oppressed by the second generation disciples, and your solution is to use those hopeless immortals as an outlet for the third and fourth generation disciples. This is what you call equality of all beings!
We have had enough of the hypocrisy of this Jiejiao and even Tongtian Sect Master~"

Taoist Songhe paused abruptly.

The red light of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword behind him moved and crushed it into pieces, and all the flesh, blood and soul returned to the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword.

With the death of Taoist Songhe, the tense expression of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit finally relaxed, and she looked at Yu Hua with gratitude.

Yu Hua said angrily: "He dared to speak disrespectfully to the leader, he deserves death!"

"Om~Ma~ni~Pa~mi~Hum!"

Suddenly, all the immortals in the field began to chant unconsciously.

Very weird.

In the distance, the dog-headed Taoist priest fiddled with the formation plate in his hand with a sly smile on his face.

"Daoyou, my Buddha is here."

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