This Dongji Staff was tampered with by the brainless Liu Shi in the Sifang Secret Realm, causing Mingguang to be unable to communicate with his apprentice through the magic tool. Later, it was not known whether Qi Xingye forgot to tamper with it or deliberately did not tamper with it. In any case, it has been broken until now.
Judging by Qi Zhiye's previous attitude towards throwing away this magical weapon, he must have been beaten many times. Before Mingguang passed the weapon on to him, he was beaten by his master with the Dongji Staff. Now that it was passed on to him, he was still beaten by the Dongji Staff if he made any unusual move, which was a real headache.
The word "headache" here has two meanings.
The Bodhi Stone had an inhibitory effect on him, and the effect was naturally on his body - but in fact it also affected his mind. For example, the steamed bun in Yun Xian's arms was rolling restlessly, but now was not the time to think so much, he had to seize the opportunity quickly!
She held the Dongji Staff in her hand, and with her other hand she took out a stack of sword talismans from her bosom and threw them into the air. The paper talismans fluttered down, and Yun Xian cut with two fingers. In an instant, sword energy burst out, and thousands of swords were fired at the same time!
Qiao Lingshan drew her sword and was about to attack when she saw a furry shadow roaring and rushing towards her, bringing with it a gust of fishy wind that almost blew her cheeks crooked.
"..." Qiao Lingshan was stunned: "Is Miss Ji so excited?"
"How can she not be excited?" Xue Lingxiu said coldly, "After so many days here, she finally got the chance to take action. She must be dying of pent-up desire."
Feng Ye summoned his zither, his face solemn, and began to play a war tune. It seemed to have some effect, but it also seemed to have no effect. It seemed that the people were agitated because his playing was so unpleasant that they really wanted him to stop.
The Bodhi Stone only restricted "Qi Zhiye" for two breaths before the Smiling Buddha broke free. But two breaths were enough for a sword cultivator, especially Yun Xian, to do a lot.
The dense sword light that whizzed towards her instantly knocked the Smiling Buddha ten feet away. Blood spurted out and flowed to the ground, but she did not care about the pain in her body. Instead, she stood up staggeringly. As soon as she turned her head, the Taiping sword light came again, as light as a swallow.
The Smiling Buddha stretched out his palm, and Taiping was instantly fixed in mid-air, unable to move. The next moment, a long purple satin snake shot out like a violent shot. With a pull of the hilt, Taiping's sword tore through the obstacles and moved forward again, slashing across her palm, causing another burning wound.
The Dongji Staff continued to exert its influence. The Bodhi Stone, like a majestic natural barrier, continuously exerted pressure on Qi Zhiye. If it weren't for the power of the Smiling Buddha, he would have been crushed to the ground. She struggled against the restraints once more, and in an instant, a gust of fishy wind blew, and before her was the emerald eyes of a beast.
Smiling Buddha: “?”
So why are there lions here?
The lion opened its bloody mouth and bit Qi Zhiye's head in one bite!
Suddenly, everyone exclaimed:
Yun Xian: "Ahhhhhh Miss!! I told you not to hit the head, not to leave only the head!!"
Xue Lingxiu: "This is too... full of saliva!"
Jimo Shu: "Eat everything?"
But this was probably just one of the attacks from the Body Forging Sect. No one knew if Ji Rongxue really wanted to bite his head off, but after the Smiling Buddha finally broke free, three streaks of blood slowly trickled down his forehead, making him look even more tragic.
In just a few moments, he was covered in wounds.
Feng Ye said weakly, "Fortunately, she is using Fellow Daoist Qi's body now. If she was using her own, I would be so guilty that I would not be able to sleep for the rest of my life."
The Smiling Buddha finally spoke, his golden eyes blazing with anger. "You, are besieging me? You're trying to stall for time?"
"Yes. That's right." Yun Xian said sincerely, "But there's nothing we can do about it. You're too strong. We can't defeat you without a siege."
Everyone: “…” He was so sincere that it seemed a bit annoying.
The Smiling Buddha said quietly, "You don't want to kill me."
"I can't kill him." If he really had the intention to kill, he would have died long ago. This kind of thing cannot be concealed, Yun Xian admitted frankly.
The Dongji Staff was thrown back and forth by the group, and they took turns injecting spiritual power into it. Although Ji Rongxue was participating in a battle for the first time, she was very experienced and did not hesitate for even a moment, cooperating smoothly.
The surface of the emerald green Bodhi stone was about to crack, and the boundless pressure within it burst out, pressing the Smiling Buddha so hard that bloodshot appeared in his eyes.
"I understand." The Smiling Buddha was not annoyed, but simply said, "You are waiting for Mingguang to come, right?"
Everyone was stunned.
"He's carrying the purple-gold bowl and should be arriving soon," the Smiling Buddha said gently, "Children, do you think the purple-gold bowl can kill me?"
Yun Xian stared at her expression closely.
The Smiling Buddha said with a kind smile, "If it were useful, I would have failed long ago when I was in the Western Realm."
Her usual expression did not match Qi Zhiye's face, and it even looked a little weird. Others could easily see that the person inside this body was not its real owner.
It turned out that the abbot had tried to suppress her with the purple gold bowl a long time ago, but for some reason, he gave up halfway!
The Smiling Buddha still doesn't use words like "suppression" until now. Even in such a situation, she still feels that she is on the side of justice and not a demon to be killed.
But Master Mingguang——
The restraints were gradually weakened. In the distance, golden light streaked across the sky. Yun Xian said without a word, "Continue!"
But what she wanted was not suppression, nor was it to die together with the enemy.
What she wanted now was to trap the Smiling Buddha—or to put it more accurately, to trap the Smiling Buddha's consciousness in Qi Zhiye's body!
Even though the Dongji Staff was greatly weakened, and the Smiling Buddha had not fully adapted to his new body, the gap in cultivation between the two sides was still too great. Even if the goal was just to trap him, this battle would be extremely difficult.
The sword talisman was almost exhausted, Taiping was almost crying, Ji Rongxue's abdomen kept rising and falling, and he looked a little tired. At this moment, Master Mingguang finally appeared in the sky.
He looked at the crowd below who were beating up Qi Zhiye and was stunned: "?"
He knew that his apprentice was not popular, but how could it be so bad?
"Things are complicated, so I'll make it short!" It was time to rap again. Yun Xian licked his lips and said, "The Smiling Buddha used his inner demon to occupy Qi Zhiye's body. This means that the consciousness in his body is now hers, not Qi Zhiye's. And now she has opened the barrier, which has affected countless people. So now I have a plan that requires your cooperation, Master Mingguang. Please reply if you have received it!"
"Received, received." Mingguang was stunned. "How can I cooperate with you?"
Yun Xian: "I can't hold on any longer! Trap her! Just trap her! And don't have any killing intent!"
"Why tell this to Baldy Donkey?" Jimo Shu said coldly beside him, "Sometimes you beg them to kill you but you still can't get it."
Feng Ye appeared and disappeared mysteriously: "That's right."
Jimo Shu was furious: "Don't agree with me! I'm not very familiar with you!"
Feng Ye was so scared that he almost hiccuped.
Beneath his frosty white eyebrows, Mingguang's gentle old eyes gazed at the familiar figure below. He could sense the aura of spiritual awareness within him, a presence he hadn't seen in decades. Sorrow slowly revealed itself as he sighed, "Mingren... after all... we've finally reached this point..."
Everyone: “Oh, hurry up!!!”
Mingguang quickly pulled out the purple-gold bowl from his bosom and shouted, "Go!"
The purple-gold bowl struck, not to suppress, but to imprison. Mingguang surely didn't want to take the worst possible approach, or perhaps he trusted these children. In any case, he didn't even have time to ask, "Young friend Yun, what exactly is this plan you're talking about?" before he subconsciously agreed. A golden halo flashed like lightning, reaching directly over the Smiling Buddha's head, bearing down with overwhelming authority!
Faced with strong resistance from many sides, the Smiling Buddha finally stopped where he was, his expression gradually showing a trance and pain.
"Now!" Yun Xian said, "Saintess, hurry, hurry!"
Jimo Shu was about to attack without her saying anything. She took a step forward, magic light transformed in her hand, and frowned, saying, "Stop making noise!"
Half of the skull of the pendulum clock finally shattered, ending his short eight hundred years of journey on earth.
Who says only the Smiling Buddha can control the inner demon? I have such a great saint here, and in terms of the qualifications of being possessed by demons, the two of us may be almost the same!
The inner demon surged in, and the Smiling Buddha's consciousness was trapped in Qi Zhiye's body and could not get out. In an instant, he was covered in cold sweat and his face was distorted.
Master Mingguang was originally looking at it kindly, but as he watched, he realized something was wrong.
"Friend Yun," Mingguang asked, "What are you planning now...?"
Before he finished speaking, he saw everyone falling to the ground in unison, and then colorful little spiritual figures crawled out and drilled into the spiritual platform of "Qi Zhiye" in a heroic and confident manner.
The blue man stood not far away, broke open the steamed bun, took out a flat yellow man from it, and threw it into Qi Zhiye's body. He waited for a moment, turned around and drilled in.
The first time is strange, the second time is familiar. Now they don't even bother to block it. Only Xue Lingxiu tripped when she entered. Her face turned greener than her body: "Qi Zhiye, are you sick?"
Master Mingguang: “…………”
What he saw.
But there was something even more bizarre. The witch who came from nowhere hesitated for a while, lay down next to Yun Xian, and then a purple little man came out.
The purple man was the only one among them wearing clothes. He moved his chubby legs with dignity and glared at Master Mingguang before entering the spiritual platform.
Although it didn't say anything, Master Mingguang always felt that someone was calling him a bald donkey.
Master Mingguang: “?”
Just went in? ? No, disciple, even the witch can go in, but you only targeted Xue Xiaoyou. You really have a strong sense of discrimination... No, that's not the focus now!
The Smiling Buddha fell into his inner demons, and all the people under his control did not regain their senses. Instead, they became chaotic and crowded. What if something unexpected happened... No matter what, he had to evacuate first.
He looked again at the people lying in a heap and sighed deeply.
With him guarding me, the worst that could happen would still be the same. He came prepared, so why panic?
Moreover, the matter of Akihito...
Alas. I can only sigh.
When Yun Xian opened her eyes again, she thought she would act from the perspective of Senior Mingren like she did last time, but she now clearly felt that she was standing in the side hall of the Buddhist sect.
Same height, and movable.
She turned around and saw that everyone else was still there, but their bodies seemed translucent. Yun Xian tried to open her mouth: "Ah——"
"I can hear you." Ji Rongxue said, "No need to open your voice."
Yun Xian: "That's good, that's good."
Qi Zhiye stood there, bewildered, "Hmm?"
"I'll explain it to you later." Of course, Yun Xian would not explain why there were steamed bun crumbs on his body.
A young novice monk in the side hall was cleaning the incense burner, walking right past the crowd. It was the same spot Qi Zhiye and Zhili had been in last time, but the altar looked much newer, and many of the decorations in the corners had disappeared.
Yun Xian looked outside and saw the shrunk Bodhi tree in the yard standing quietly in the thunderstorm, its leaves stained with water, wetting the soil bit by bit.
This is Buddhism eighty years ago.
The group descended the long, slippery steps. Even though Qi Zhiye was still confused, he introduced his home with a sullen expression: "The main temple is on the top of the mountain. Usually, people only go up the mountain to pray for blessings on holidays or important occasions. On ordinary days, you can just pray at the nearby Buddhist temple at the foot of the mountain."
"Do you usually go down the mountain?"
"Yes. Buddhist disciples will go down the mountain regularly to deal with the situation at other Buddhist temples."
As the group walked along the long steps, they heard a girl's cheerful voice not far away:
"My mother still has the lotus painting she embroidered ten years ago. I don't know who got the news out, but now the door is almost broken down by people. I'm really tired of entertaining guests, so I'm looking for an opportunity to go out for a walk."
"The first time I came here, these stairs seemed endless. My chest ached from walking so much. At the time, I was thinking, 'I only come here on important occasions, otherwise how could I endure it?' Now, I've walked them so much that I don't feel tired even if I come here every day. I'm really amazing."
"The other day, the neighbors were arguing about Tian Geng again. It was endless... Why didn't you say anything? Are you finding me annoying? Master Mingren, you must not ignore me..."
Akihito!
Yun Xian suddenly raised his eyes and saw the two women who were talking passing by him.
One of them was the lively girl who had supervised her copying books in the hall.
In Yu Guangzhong's eyes, another woman, dressed in a plain cloth robe, with beautiful features and a calm yet lively demeanor, said with a smile, "So you came up the mountain not to worship Buddha, but to chat with me?"
The smile is pure, and the raindrops on the face are soft.
This is the senior Akihito from back then.
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