Chapter 187 Ghost Buddha (5)
"The ghost Buddha has been lured here!"
"What on earth is Zhenxie doing?!"
The monk who faced the ghost Buddha looked up at the sky, almost unable to breathe.
The ghost Buddha is really too powerful.
"Quickly inform the other fellow Taoists that the Ghost Buddha has been lured here!"
Signals were forced to light up on the blessing seals of cultivators in various parts of the city, but the more than 300 cultivators who had just returned from the investigation had just taken the elixir and had not yet been able to fully circulate and recover their spiritual power.
However, now was not the time to discuss this. Door after door was pushed open, and the monks, like fallen leaves, fell onto the city wall, looking up at the oncoming white light and the ghostly Buddha, their faces pale.
They understood that if the Ghost Buddha really broke through the restrictions of Longlan City, they would be the last line of defense.
There are 120,000 civilians in this main city.
The monks silently took out their magic weapons. Although their postures were messy, they all had serious expressions and were ready to go.
In contrast to the silent and solemn atmosphere of the city walls, a female voice in Tianjie shouted loudly: "Prepare the Tianjie Restriction! Three Spells to Extend the Restriction!"
The female cultivator standing on the top of Baosexing, the tallest building in Tianjie, held two golden and red flags in her hands. As she spoke clearly, the two flags waved, and the entire Tianjie immediately emitted countless tiny lights.
These points of light seemed to be scattered and disorganized, like a galaxy of stars, but under the soft chanting of the female voice, more than a hundred monks each held a roll of yellow paper talisman in their hands, listening to her orders without blinking.
"One extension, the extension of the good way!"
As Gu Wan chanted, a cultivator immediately stepped out, flew up and stood on a spot of light, unfolded a yellow talisman, and chanted the corresponding mantra loudly.
"The extension of the good way is the way of heaven!"
As soon as the curse fell, the yellow talisman in his hand burned brightly and turned into thirty-three fire butterflies that flew towards the thirty-three stars in the sea of stars in front of the yellow talisman!
"Er Yan, the extension of humanity!"
The second cultivator flashed like a stream of light, and she floated lightly onto the light spot, standing opposite the first cultivator from a distance, holding the yellow talisman high.
"The extension of humanity, benevolence is my way!"
The yellow paper fluttered, and there were still thirty-three fire butterflies fluttering, hanging above the thirty-three stars.
Sixty-six stars landed on the sky street, and fire butterflies were flying with rustling flames.
Gu Wan raised her two flags together.
"Three extensions, the extension of heaven's way!"
The third cultivator crashed straight into the sea of fire butterflies. He held the yellow talisman high in both hands and chanted sadly towards the sky.
"The Way of Heaven extends, and Heaven and man coexist!"
It was as if countless stars shot out from the yellow talisman in his hand, and sixty-six fire butterflies were connected by the starlight, following it. The tip of the fire butterflies connected with the thin, dreamy light. The light rose and fell with the flapping of the fire butterflies' wings, like a person's breathing.
Gu Wan threw the flag upside down and a strong wind suddenly arose!
Hundreds of monks held up the yellow talisman and sang devoutly with Gu Wan. Under the strong wind, their black hair was flying and their clothes were fluttering. Their eyes were looking up at the sky devoutly.
Oh, Heaven, this is the call of your people, the plea of your people, and the piety of your people.
We are unable to protect the lives of 120,000 people, but we are willing to sacrifice our reincarnations in exchange for your protection.
The yellow talisman burned out, scorching the fingertips of all the cultivators in Tianjie and leaving a small red mark.
But they sang devoutly.
"I curse my world, I pray to the Way of Heaven. As long as humanity survives, the Way of Heaven will survive. I distinguish between good and evil, and continue my Way!"
The three curses fell to the ground sadly, and suddenly a loud thunder exploded in the sky!
"boom!"
The pale white thunder split the dark clouds and landed on the forbidden spiritual shield of Longlan City, but it did not bring with it an explosive breath. Instead, it spread out gently like flowing water, wrapping around and pouring into Longlan City.
The obscure runes of the Heavenly Order flashed within the Three Spells Prolonging Ban, and finally began to slowly operate.
The monks on the city wall felt a gentle aura emanating from the Heavenly Street, like ripples on a lake, brimming with pure spiritual energy. Wherever it touched, the monks' spiritually drained bodies slowly regained their full strength, and flowers and plants blossomed as if in spring.
The prohibition covering the entire Longlan City was so strong that it emitted a dazzling light in the darkness!
It was like a ray of dawn leaping out of the sun, inspiring the hearts of almost all the monks.
"Sure enough, the Flower Club on Tianjie can still be effective when necessary."
"What kind of restriction is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"
"The Flower Splitting Society still has some good stuff hidden away."
They relaxed a little. After all, the thunder just now represented the protection of heaven. The almost fatal situation was over. They couldn't help but start to feel a little joy and resentment.
"Since there is such a restriction, why didn't you take it out earlier? I was scared to death."
Only Bai Zhen's face was gloomy. His gaze swept across all the cultivators on the city wall, and finally cast a look of pity on Tianjie. Here, only he understood the huge price paid by the more than one hundred Fenhua Society Taoists in Tianjie.
The Three Mantras extended the ban, offering reincarnation as the price, invoking the protection of the Heavenly Dao. This was the most taboo of all the prohibitions. Asking the Heavenly Dao to perform a miracle sufficient to change the fate of many people meant bearing the consequences for those people.
After death, these more than one hundred monks will suffer the pain of the death of 120,000 people for generations to come, and finally their souls will be scattered.
Bai Zhen knew his fellow Daoists didn't need his pity, nor did they need the respect of other cultivators. Their only desire was for the benefit of the mortal world. The Fenhua Society cultivators considered themselves to be mortals with a certain level of cultivation. They disdained the cultivators of other sects who focused solely on seeking the truth and vainly hoarding resources, and they never actively cultivated. Consequently, their sect's leader was the only one in the Nascent Soul stage, while the others were in the Golden Core Foundation Establishment stage or even the Qi Training stage.
Their sects were divided into three main branches: agricultural cultivation, secular cultivation, and literary cultivation. They all engaged in mundane activities that were looked down upon by the other five major sects. Only a few cultivators, like Hui Zige, achieved the position of Imperial Preceptor to the Great Yan Dynasty, earning them special respect.
Their pursuits are the same as those of ordinary mortals, perhaps a little more, such as seeking peace and prosperity for the country and the people.
Bai Zhen retracted his gaze and turned to look at the white light that was already close at hand, the figure of Yun Po, who was affectionately called by Dong Dai but was known as the evil formation, and the ghost Buddha blood sea behind her.
Although he would never feel sorry for his fellow believers' martyrdom, Bai Zhen would never tolerate anyone destroying their sacrifice.
"Don't be careless. This is the Three Mantras to prolong the ban. It can indeed bring the protection of the heavens to us, but the ghost Buddha is too powerful. We don't know if the ban can hold up."
Upon hearing this, the monks on the city wall immediately stopped talking and turned to look at Bai Zhen. Even Ding Jing Zhenren, who had been standing outside the crowd, couldn't help but glance at him.
A good opportunity. Master Ding Jing said, "From what you said, you want to investigate the Ghost Buddha?"
Bai Zhen looked around, his eyes calm yet sharp. Everyone he saw felt a pang of pain in their chest. "Yes, I suggest that we first have a fellow Taoist test the power of this Ghost Buddha. This fellow Taoist cannot be the Zhenren or Lord Ding who are in charge of the city. We must choose someone else who is strong enough to test it."
At this point, the monks looked at each other and no one spoke.
If everyone went up, they might still have the courage, but to face the demon Buddha who was obviously too powerful to be resisted alone was just courting death.
Perhaps Ding Jing and Jiang Yujie could test the waters alone, but under the strict rules of the six alliances, no one would dare to push them out unless they volunteered. Furthermore, Bai Zhen's argument made sense. Jiang Yujie lacked the strength to fight, and Ding Jing would need to assess the situation and stay in Longlan City. It would be best for the two of them not to take action until the very last moment.
Zhenren Dingjing just stood outside the silent and restless crowd, gently brushing his beard.
Seeing the expected silence, Bai Zhen sneered, slowly raised his hand, pointed at Yun Po, and said sternly: "I think that fellow Daoist Yun Po, who has attracted the Ghost Buddha, should try it outside Longlan City and redeem himself for his crime!"
I spent a long time revising this chapter, and I'm finally satisfied with it.
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