Chapter 187 Ancient Methods in Modern Times

Seeing the evil cultivator in front of them being so rampant, the dozen or so true cultivators of the Thousand Swords Sect all sent their sword energy soaring into the sky. Sword lights of various colors crisscrossed each other, like a sea of ​​swords carrying a chilling murderous intent.

If they were facing other sects, perhaps these true practitioners would have already retreated in fear.

But they are true sword cultivators, and each of them has gone through hundreds and thousands of battles to cultivate a pure sword heart, and only then have they come to this day. So even if the evil cultivator in front of them is far stronger than them, they have no fear as long as they hold the sword in their hands.

Amid the crisscrossing sword lights, Li Yuan raised his head and turned his head. His inky black hair spread out, and the ends of his hair extended hundreds or thousands of feet long, transforming into ferocious ghost generals, facing the sword energy of dozens of true practitioners.

On the battlefield, Li Yuan alone was able to resist more than ten true cultivators and even had the upper hand. The few seven demon generals in Tianyao Valley took the opportunity to break into the enemy army and kill them.

Black fog with a bloody smell enveloped the battlefield, severed limbs were scattered in the mud like rotten leaves, and demon blood and human blood mixed into a strange dark purple color that spread over the swamp.

The green-faced, fang-toothed monster tore open its heavy armor and used its sharp claws to hook out its warm intestines; the Thousand Swords Sect monk's sword still used the broken bones as a blade and pierced the monster's throat.

The roars and wails of beasts resounded throughout the area. The broken tail of the demon snake in the water was still struggling tenaciously, stirring up layers of waves. The swordsman who fell to the ground was determined to throw the sword in his hand and pierce the monster's flesh at the last moment before his death.

Seeing such a scene, even the true cultivators could not help but be frightened, but the two true cultivators at the highest point of the sky remained calm and unmoved.

Even though hundreds or thousands of Thousand Sword Sect monks were slaughtered by several demon generals, Master Lan Yi still did not draw his sword.

Rolling black evil fog came from all directions and gathered into the Thousand Souls Banner behind Li Yuan, making the dark fog emanating from it even thicker.

The roars of the corpses refining shook the whole area, ghosts howled and souls wailed, and thousands of ghosts and spirits wreaked havoc on the world. The aura around Li Yuan became stronger and stronger, and the thirteen sword cultivators could not suppress it and instead became weaker and weaker.

This is the difference between the upper level and the true cultivator below the seventh level. Even if the number of sword cultivators in front of him doubled, Li Yuan could retreat easily.

In the sky, Gui Yin, who had been waiting for a long time without saying a word, looked at the scene below, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the Qi Ling Sect, which was associated with the mysterious destiny, was really useful.

The reason why Li Yuan could appear here was that Chen Guan used the last piece of scale armor to get Gui Yin's permission to enter.

Don’t be fooled by the cruelty and bloodiness of this battlefield. Ordinary people have no chance to join in. The battlefield that seems to be full of killing is actually a place of destiny that can change your life!

The reason why the ten great immortal sects and the nine continents' Taoist traditions each have their own territories to preach is because they take advantage of this destiny and use it to control their lives.

The loser loses not only his luck but also his life.

The winner survives and also gains luck.

In the ownerless continent of Nanjue, any living being has the opportunity to change their fate, or even the opportunity to ascend to the throne, or even to prove their position.

It's just a matter of possibility and probability.

Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, it is still much better than the fact that there is no chance at all for the billions of living beings in the eleven immortal sects and the nine continents.

Territory, tribe, and faith are the direct manifestations of the strength of one's destiny.

Gui Yin allowed Li Yuan to step into this battle, which meant that he was allowed to get good luck. Not only did he get the luck of the dead from Qianjianmen, but also the luck of the deaths of countless monsters.

This is the special feature of Xuanming Yin Qi. No matter whether they are beast souls or cultivator souls, they are all collected.

Use the soul to replenish your luck and use the corpse to add power.

Above the Nine Heavens, the status of the mysterious Yin Qi slowly fell. Li Yuan's robe was torn to pieces, leaving him shirtless with his black hair flying. He looked up to the sky and let out a long roar. His supernatural powers were pushed to the extreme. He ordered all ghosts and spirits, and refined corpses and evil creatures. The rolling dark fog on the sky swept in all directions, covering all the skylight. Hundreds of ghosts roamed at night, thousands of evils troubled the world, and there was red blood for a hundred miles, with corpses lying like the shore.

That wisp of dark Yin Qi was finally attracted by the statue and slowly floated into Li Yuan's body. The mystery of his magical powers was enhanced and could even shake the souls of the living.

Li Yuan raised his head, his angular features facing the sunlight shining through the dark clouds, making him even more eye-catching.

His supernatural powers returned to his body, and the Thousand Soul Banner collected the souls of the corpses on the battlefield. The black lines on the banner were faintly revealing a bloody red color, and just one glance at it made one feel dizzy.

Li Yuan bowed and clasped his fists, saying, "Thank you very much for your help, Senior! Li Yuan will take his leave!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

But at this time, the Buddha's light was shining in the west, and the sound of Buddhist chanting could be heard. A bald, big-eared monk in a grey robe came barefoot, put his hands together and said: "Namo Miaoshan Dushi Bodhisattva!

Donor Li, wait a minute. I am Du Yuan, the humble monk. I am honored to meet you two seniors. "

When the monk came, Guiyin frowned and said in a cold voice: "Little monk, this is not a place for you to interfere, leave immediately."

Master Lan Yi interrupted and said, “Since someone from your Tianyao Valley has come to take this fate, then my Qianjian Sect may also be able to do so.

Rather than letting this ghost cultivator seize it, it is better to give it to the Buddhist disciples to save all living beings."

When Gui Yin heard this, the smile on his face finally faded completely, his pupils stood up straight, and he said coldly: "Three incense sticks are the limit, and you will not be allowed to stay after that."

Lan Yi knew how much the other party hated Buddhists. It was not yet time for the Golden Core to fight, so naturally she did not want to anger the snake demon. So she replied, "Then the limit is three incense sticks."

Li Yuan glanced at the other person with his head slightly without emotion. Now that his mind was the same as his original, he naturally knew countless secrets.

The reason why Guiyin hates Buddhism so much can be traced back to the time when the heavenly palace was first established. The Buddha Wuyu threw the sufferings he had experienced from thousands of reincarnations into Guishui, and then combined it with Renkan, and used infinite Buddhist teachings to transform it into a barrier to the great desire realm, which is the sea of ​​suffering that still divides the sea and land today.

Not to mention Guiyin, even Guishui Zhenjun still hates the Great Desire Buddha. It also means that the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Great Desire Buddha Realm have always been karmic enemies.

Coming back to the present, Li Yuan's eyes were filled with black energy, and without hesitation he raised the Thousand Souls Banner again, and thousands of evil ghosts and corpses pounced forward.

At the same time, his body flashed and turned into black crows all over the sky, spreading their wings and flying around. Each of these countless black crows could be his real self.

Du Yuan was surrounded by many evil spirits and crows, but he was not panicked at all. He took out a piece of dead wood and gently inserted it into the swamp. Suddenly, the dead wood came back to life and grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This was a bodhi tree, with lush crowns, more than 90 feet high, and leaves covering 60 feet of land. Du Yuan sat cross-legged under the tree, chanting Buddhist scriptures softly, and the light of the relics in his body shone on him, and immediately thousands of ghosts and crows retreated.

Although the Xuanming Yin Qi is strong, it is ultimately the Qi of the Yin extreme, not to mention that it is different from the positive Yin of Taiyin and Shaoyin, and is more inclined to the Yin evil Qi. In addition to being restrained by the Sun Bing Fire, it can be counted as Buddhism.

Even though Buddhism today is not as prosperous as it was in ancient times, the Buddha Wuyu has been enlightened for many years, and his Buddhism and Buddhist teachings have the blessing of this true monarch, so they are still quite restrained against evil spirits, ghosts, and monsters.

Seeing this, Li Yuan's murderous intent became even stronger. Thousands of crows screamed together and rushed towards the Bodhi tree as if they were half crazy. Du Yuan, who was under the tree, reached out to catch a fallen Bodhi leaf, picked up the flower and flicked it out. The Bodhi leaf suddenly emitted a golden light and turned into a sea of ​​​​green leaves, which trapped thousands of crows.

Seeing this scene, the two Jindan above had a hint of surprise in their eyes. Even if the Taoist was restrained, Li Yuan was also a ninth-turn great cultivator who relied on killing for momentum. There was something wrong with the Buddhist Dharma of Du Yuan in front of them.

Gui Yin said coldly: "This Dharma Light is so annoying, I think it is probably related to that old villain Miao Shan.

This is already considered a Jindan move, and it breaks the rules."

"That's not right." Lan Yi Zhenren said calmly, "The Buddhist way of guiding people often involves the power of guidance to invite higher realms. This is also considered their innate practice method. This little monk did not guide or invite the wonderful Dharma image, so how can it be considered breaking the rules?"

Guiyin felt a little depressed. He had wanted to take this opportunity to settle the spiritual oath dispute with Qi Lingmen. However, if Li Yuan was killed under his nose, this matter would inevitably lead to a deeper entanglement with Qi Lingmen.

Even if the Miaoshan Buddhist Dharma that the little monk introduced was just Buddha power without a person, the golden elixir is still the golden elixir. Even if it was just a trace of Miaoshan's Buddha power, it was more than enough to suppress Li Yuan.

Li Yuan, who was hiding in the darkness outside the Bodhi tree, had murderous intent in his heart rising to the extreme. He showed up without hesitation, pulled back with one hand, and forcibly took out his own spine and held it in his hand. He pushed his supernatural powers to the extreme, and with a wave of the white bone, it immediately turned into a giant white rope that blocked and entangled the area hundreds of feet around the Bodhi tree.

Even if the Bodhi Buddha's light fell on the white bones, it would only create dark light waves and could not activate these bright white bones.

In the bone rope, Monk Du Yuan stopped chanting and frowned, "This is really strange!

How could the evil ghosts withstand the Master's Buddha power to exorcise them? Could they be from the netherworld?"

Thinking of this, he raised one hand, and a small pagoda about a foot in size appeared in his hand. Golden light burst out, penetrating the bone ropes. The pagoda slowly floated into the air, accompanied by an ancient Buddhist chant, and gradually grew to a size of a hundred feet, and was still expanding.

Under the pagoda, the monk Duyuan stood beside the Bodhi tree with his hands clasped together, chanting solemnly: "Namo Sattatha Sugataye Arahati..."

As soon as this sutra was released, the sound of Buddha resounded throughout the heavens and earth. Even Gui Yin could not help but cover her face and looked at it. She exclaimed in shock, "Namo Lengyan Mantra! How can anyone use such an ancient mantra and this ancient Buddha treasure?"

In ancient times, Buddhism was flourishing, and it was claimed that there were three infinite Buddhas, thirty-six Namo Bodhisattvas, one hundred and eight Arhats, three thousand galans, one hundred thousand followers, and believers as numerous as the sands of the Ganges in the Western Paradise.

This great mantra was passed down by the Buddha in the past. It was transmitted by Vajrapani Bodhisattva and performed in the underworld to convert 100,000 evil spirits and save Ananda. It has been passed down in the world for a long time.

Even though those who recite this mantra today are only those who recite the nine small turns, the practice of Buddhism is more inclined to guide and guide the superior. Even though the ancient Buddhas and Bodhisattvas have passed away, their Buddhist Dharma positions are still preserved in the great desire Buddha realm.

Once this curse is uttered, coupled with the ancient treasure, the Thousand Demons Tower, Li Yuan will definitely not be able to resist it.

Gui Yin took a step forward without thinking, and the world within a thousand miles seemed to be upside down in an instant. Gui water fell like rain, and the hollow mirror was horizontal. The world was upside down. All the monsters and cultivators on the battlefield were affected by the shaking of their magic power, and they couldn't even sense the spiritual energy, and fell into the swamp one after another.

Master Lan Yi also thrust out his sword without hesitation, and the golden light of the sword cut through the layers of water mirrors, and the world returned to its original state. "Gui Yin, you have just achieved the golden elixir, even if you have extraordinary magical powers, you are no match for me. If you make another move, we will go to the Nine Heavens to fight!"

These words were like thunder in the sky, carrying a chilling killing intent. Even though Gui Yin was very skilled, he still hesitated. Under the nine heavens, the battle between the golden elixir masters was at most a minor fight, but if they were in the nine heavens, they would be free to fight. Once they were injured, they would have to rest for a long time, and lose the great struggle they have today.

Just when Gui Yin was hesitating, the Pagoda of Salvation for All Time turned into a giant of a thousand feet, and the tower dropped layers of bright golden Buddha light to suppress Li Yuan.

Li Yuan in the Xuanyuan New Realm also had a slightly changed expression. He immediately connected with Li Yuan's mind, and the Thousand Soul Banner flew into the sky. Countless ghosts gathered into a formation to block Li Yuan.

At the same time, his soul urged the transmission of the order, and then Chen Guan's order summoned Han Yu to come quickly.

The numerous ghosts only resisted for half an incense stick of time before they were mostly destroyed by the ancient treasure Buddha light blessed by the ancient curse. No matter how strong Li Yuan was, he was powerless to resist under the suppression of the ancient Buddha's power, unless he was a higher-ranking being in status, tradition, and realm than the other party.

In an instant, he also thought of Han Yu. Only a noble Taoist sect like Shaoyin could compete with him.

"Woo~"

Just as I was thinking of him, I heard a melodious flute sound in my ears. The sky and the earth were bright, and the soft moonlight shined down, stealing the dazzling golden light of the ancient Buddha.

An ancient bridge rose from the ground, carrying Li Yuan into the air.

The moonlight was as hazy as a white veil, and a man in a green shirt came standing on the bridge holding a flute.

Twenty-four ancient bridges are connected together, a white moon hangs in the sky, and there are no stars for thousands of miles.

Han Yu stopped playing the flute, looked calmly at the monk Du Yuan who had just woken up from a dream under the Bodhi tree, and said, "How can I, a disciple of Qi Ling, allow him to come and save me?

Today, the heaven and earth are manifested by the sun and the moon. How dare you use the ways of the old times to seize the manifestation of the present time?"

This clear and indifferent voice was heard over a thousand miles, and all living creatures and monsters bowed down in worship. Even the sword cultivators from the Thousand Sword Sect lowered their heads and brows.

The two real people in the sky were shocked, because what they sensed at this moment was not only the Shaoyin status, but also the Taiyin aura.

This bright moon was like the blazing sun in the sky, shocking people's hearts and commanding all spirits. Guiyin and Lanyi realized it belatedly, suppressed their distracting thoughts, and actually saluted Han Yu with fists, saying respectfully: "Hello, sir!"

Han Yu smiled faintly. Facing the two real people's courtesy, he did not feel anything wrong. Instead, he said: "The ancient Buddha is gone, and the old law cannot be practiced in this world.

You two should bear witness with your own eyes, and I will take this ancient Buddha's treasure back to the Moon. If the ancient Buddha's way appears again in this world, all the cultivators in the world can kill him."

Gui Yin was delighted and said repeatedly: "Yes! I will obey your command!"

The Bodhi tree was withered and its leaves were falling. Monk Du Yuan was still trembling with fear. Upon hearing this, he hurriedly bowed and said respectfully, "Thank you for not killing me, sir!"

The white moon in the sky dimmed, the moon disappeared, and Han Yu's eyes were stunned for a moment before regaining clarity.

(End of this chapter)