Chapter 337: Dragon Falls (3)
The thunder dragon roared, and the wind and clouds surged. The entire world seemed to be pierced by countless lightning bolts, and the wind blew up charred ashes. Outside the dragon's fallen site, everyone was terrified and retreated away from the thunderclouds.
At the edge of the black curtain where lightning struck frequently, the wind blew the grass, and the only things left on the earth that was constantly struck by lightning were the Ghost Buddha and Gulan sitting cross-legged on the ground.
Long Yue trembled and had to move closer to the Ghost Buddha, and was dragged into the shadow by Gulan.
"Oh no, what on earth happened here?"
Gulan's face was rarely serious, a hint of worry etched across her face. Her gaze shifted, and her tone took on a new meaning. "Leave this place now, and we'll make a long-term plan."
A bolt of blue lightning pierced through the sky and earth, but was easily deflected by the ghost Buddha with the sleeve of his robe. A huge abyss suddenly burst out from the earth, and the whole world rumbled and shook.
"You are now a ghost Buddha. No matter how powerful your skills are, if you are struck once, you will be finished."
Gulan rarely spoke words of advice, but the ghost Buddha just stood up and shook his head slightly.
"No."
As if sensing the presence of the Ghost Buddha, the thunderbolts intensified. Pillars of lightning converged towards the Ghost Buddha, blocking his path to the Dragon's Fall.
But the ghost Buddha did not face the enemy head-on. He clasped his hands together and silently recited scriptures while turning his feet, narrowly avoiding the lightning of the thunder each time.
Amidst the flickering vast curtain of thunder, he was already standing in front of the restriction of the Dragon Falling Land.
The restriction that was constantly struck by a large amount of heavenly thunder emitted an endless black wave. The restriction became thinner and thinner, and the red and black world behind it appeared and disappeared from time to time.
The Ghost Buddha placed his palm on the restriction, and the breath of the heavenly thunder spread, causing him to feel a slight pain.
Gulan sensed something was wrong and raised his voice: "You want to enter the Land of Dragonfall?"
"Hmm," the Ghost Buddha replied gently, his voice nearly drowned out by the thunder. He pressed his palm down hard, and the restriction in front of him erupted with a terrifying aura, tearing directly into his palm!
Black blood gurgled down, flowing into the shadow. Gulan's voice gradually rose unbelievably: "You are crazy!"
The ghost Buddha smiled.
"You see, the restriction has been weakened by the thunder. If I only target one spot, it should be manageable with my strength."
A thin breath of death burst out from the blood, like the palms of countless little ghosts piercing into the restriction, and the restriction in front of him began to fluctuate, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.
Thunder roared and hovered around him for a while, as if it was also wondering whether it should let the ghost Buddha break the ban.
"What's the point of breaking the restriction? The poison and corpse fire left in the Dragon Falling Land are so strong that even the master of the sect has to retreat!"
Gulan's words were hurried. While hiding in the Ghost Buddha's shadow could temporarily protect her from the Dragonfall Land, if the Ghost Buddha died, she would be forced to emerge and face the poisonous corpse fire. The mere thought of it sent a chill down her spine.
"Thank you."
The blood line burst, but more blood continued to flow in, and countless palms finally tore open a crack.
From the cracks in the barrier, a black wind mingled with the smell of blood blew across the Ghost Buddha's face. He walked in without hesitation.
"But I must get it back." The Ghost Buddha suddenly lowered his hand and reached deep into the shadows, throwing Gulan and Longyue out of the restriction. He turned around and said, "As agreed, please keep the bone safe for me."
After saying that, the back of the monk in black robe was surrounded by blood rain and black wind, and was sewn into the land where dragons fell.
Gulan clenched the small piece of bone in his hand, slightly stunned.
After spending a short time together and witnessing the gentleness of the Buddha's disciple Wuque, Gulan almost forgot that the man in front of him had been transformed into a ghost Buddha by Yao Yong.
But the paranoia brought to him by the ghost Buddha has already affected him.
Spreading out his palm, Gulan looked at the charred xiphoid bone with mixed feelings.
When Yao Yong ordered her to take this small bone to reach an agreement with the Ghost Buddha and let the Ghost Buddha hunt down the strange cultivator Xuan Yi, Yuan Gu and Yuan Lan had guessed the origin of this bone.
It must be the remains of some powerful person, or the remains of some magical instrument with supreme power. After all, they knew a little about the use of various bones as magical instruments in the Great Freedom Hall.
But after the Ghost Buddha readily agreed to the job, they still maintained their childish nature and couldn't help but ask the Ghost Buddha directly.
Gulan still remembered that the ghost Buddha looked at them with a gentle and soft expression.
"Those are my brother's stolen remains."
"The Dharma of the Mahāśravaṇa Hall emphasizes the need for complete physical integrity in order to enter samsara. Although I do not consider samsara to be the next life, my brother's wish before his death was to enter samsara. I promised him that I would definitely do it for him."
Although Gulan had never known about this incident, they knew that Wuque Buddhist disciple was captured by Yao Yong and Zang Yaozong when he was traveling in Xuanchengzhou, and was refined into a ghost Buddha to serve as the center of the formation. From what he said, it was probably this that served as the trigger.
It was just an ordinary person's xiphoid bone. In order to fulfill the last wish of his long-dead brother, he first fell from being a Buddhist disciple to his current situation, and then broke into the Dragon Falling Land.
It's ridiculous.
But for Gulan, it made them both feel the same way.
Gulan glanced at Longyue and suddenly felt it was boring. She let it fly through the sky without knowing where it would escape to. She turned around and threw out a paper boat, speeding up to escape from the range of the thunder.
"Are you sad?" her mouth suddenly asked automatically.
"No, he's Shikawa-sama's tool," she muttered to herself, "It's just, I was just remembering before we met Shikawa-sama."
Although they are called Gulan and appear to have the bodies of eight or nine-year-old girls, they have two independent souls within their bodies - the younger sister Yuanlan who takes the initiative, and the older brother Yuangu who mostly just observes the outside world.
There is nothing much to say about Yuan Gu and Yuan Lan's family background. They were born in a poor family in Xuanchengzhou. Due to the famine caused by the Feiyi natural disaster, several of their brothers and sisters were sold to the vegetable market.
Because they didn't have enough meat to sell, their parents simply hung them up at home and minced the meat to make sausages and bacon for long-term consumption. Just as they finished processing Yuan Gu's entire body and Yuan Lan's internal organs, Yao Yong appeared.
Yao Yong killed their parents, and for some unknown reason, he forcibly sealed a Taoist magic into Yuan Lan's body, although she still had a body.
This magical technique was incredibly powerful, drawing the souls of Yuan Gu and Yuan Lan, who hadn't yet completely departed, into Yuan Lan's body, allowing them both to be reborn. From then on, the two siblings became one, calling themselves Gu Lan and following Yao Yong by his side.
To them, Yao Yong is more like their father. For the sake of their father and each other, they are allowed to do anything.
Therefore, even if he resonated with the feelings of Guifo and his brother, Gulan would never betray Yao Yong's instructions.
"The other thing Master Shikawa asked us to do should also be successful."
Gulan put the charred xiphoid bone into the storage bag and looked back at the dark place covered by thunderclouds.
Although Yao Yong asked them to reach a contract with the Ghost Buddha with the xiphoid bone as a condition, he also asked them to make some minor changes to the contract.
“Even if the Ghost Buddha succeeds in killing the Gui Xiu Xuan Yi, do not return this bone to him.”
Recalling Yao Yong's words, Gulan sighed.
"Even such an ordinary piece of a relative's remains cannot be returned. Lord Fukawa is truly cruel."
Although both the brother and sister thought that it would be fine to return the ordinary remains, this was Yao Yong's order.
"Feel sorry."
Gulan stood outside the thunder, staring in the direction of the dragon's falling ground.
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Luo Xuanyi also felt that the restrictions of the Dragonfall Land might not last much longer. She quickened her pace, searching for the remains of the demon dragon amidst the onslaught of green and white flames.
While searching, she sorted out the changes that had occurred to her body.
Another piece of the inscription on the Origin Ghost Fire shattered, leaving only half of the golden lines still struggling to hold on, but she had already sensed some kind of power beginning to pour out from the gap.
In Luo Xuanyi's vision, the place where the dragon fell began to look different.
She lowered her head and scanned the land. Originally, a treacherous cultivator's vision was unimpeded by the bloody rain and the black fog of death, but now she could see more than the surface of the sea of blood and corpses.
The corpses, fresh as if they had just died, were all shimmering with a faint white light. She didn't know what the white light was, but it seemed familiar.
However, Luo Xuanyi vaguely saw a human face in the green heart and white flame that originally looked like a flame. The human faces in all the flames were exactly the same. It was the face that Luo Xuanyi had just seen on the surface of the Styx, Mo Yi.
So, the whispering sound from the Green Flame Heart earlier was Mo Yi's voice? If that's the case, then the Green Flame Heart's attack on the Living Soul was also influenced by Mo Yi?
Such a large amount of flames should contain Mo Yi's obsession rather than his soul. After all, Luo Xuanyi, the reincarnated one, is standing here now. When she killed herself and refined herself into a strange cultivator, she did not notice the loss of her soul.
But even though she knew that Mo Yi was her previous life, Luo Xuanyi still felt an inexplicable sense of vigilance in her heart.
“Boom!”
Thunder shook the world once again, and a fierce wind blew from the clouds, blowing Luo Xuanyi toward the center of the Dragon Falls Land. She relaxed her body and let the wind carry her, instantly catching sight of the dragon's body at the center.
Once the dragon's true form was revealed, the mountain of scales and claw fragments that had been seen earlier immediately became a small, slightly raised mound on the flat ground. The dragon's body was surprisingly intact. Luo Xuanyi was in mid-air, but even when she looked up, she could hardly see its back.
This evil dragon seemed to be the place where dragons fell.
A drop of blood overflowed from the gap between its scales, and when blown by the wind, it immediately turned into a bloody rain that poured down from the sky; a weak breath spewed out of its mouth, and thick black clouds immediately rose, and the death energy condensed as if it were tangible.
Wait, the dragon is still breathing.
Luo Xuanyi suddenly realized this, and the magic dragon suddenly opened its eyes, reflecting her figure in its vertical pupils!
The oppressive feeling, completely different from the previous one, pulled Luo Xuanyi into Mo Yi's memory irresistibly.
Mo Yi opened his eyes.
There was a wet spot on her face, it was blood from the mythical beast, the snake ghost.
She held the snake ghost's head in her right hand, and tapped the drooping horns of the mandrill with her left fingertips, looking down casually at the kneeling beast.
"From now on, you will be one of my relatives."
From the sky came a strange, crackling sound, one Mo Yi had grown tired of hearing. It was the sound of the chaotic Daoist tradition, the sound of integration. The sacred beast, the mandrill, had since been stripped of its title, no longer belonging to the Heavenly Dao but to Mo Yi's subordinates.
She withdrew her hand, and the mandrill knelt respectfully and took a few steps back before standing up. It automatically walked behind Mo Yi and joined the other divine beasts.
Mo Yi now has over 120 kinds of divine beasts under her command. Apart from most of them that were subdued by force, a small number of them voluntarily surrendered themselves to her after hearing her open call to oppose Shi.
After all, not everyone in this world is willing to bow to Shi. Mo Yi assassinated Shi three times and caused damage to Shi. This unique record made her strength and status absolutely recognized among all races.
However, Mo Yi did not publicize his achievements, perhaps because his descendants were behind it.
Mo Yi disdained to struggle with such a villain behind the scenes. She threw the snake ghost's head under the cliff and looked up at the gate of heaven.
After escaping in a panic, Mo Yi tried to break into the Heavenly Gate.
She flew up, reaching the outer side of the Heavenly Gate in one breath, and with a shake of her arms, the Heavenly Gate creaked. Unfortunately, before she could force the Heavenly Gate open, the Heavenly Gate guards appeared and fought with her.
The two guards at Tianmen had a human face and a fish body, and the other had a bird body and a long tail. They pushed Mo Yi back several times, but he kept coming back to attack. The sky and the earth roared, as if a battle was taking place in the sky.
However, after fighting for a whole day and night, neither side hurt the other in the slightest.
Mo Yi deduced from this. All she needed to push open the Heavenly Gate was a momentary distraction from the guards. Since she couldn't do it alone, she could simply gather a few more people and attack the Heavenly Gate together.
For the proud Mo Yi, there is no way she would travel around to make friends for this purpose. To her, there is only one person in the world whom she is willing to acknowledge as an equal, and that is Shi.
But now she is Maki's family, so she would never say this.
When she seizes the throne of Heaven, she will reluctantly allow Shi to become her equal, rather than treating him as a defeated opponent.
As for the other divine beasts and their favored ones, Mo Yi treated them all equally, recruiting them all as her subordinates. She didn't care what these people were thinking; the absolute power in her hands allowed her to destroy any conspiracy.
For her, all she needed now was a prop to divert the consciousness of the Tianmen guards for a moment.
And now the number of props is sufficient.
Mo Yi was too lazy to wipe the blood off his face and slowly raised his right hand.
All her followers standing behind her gradually quieted down, discarding all distractions and carefully listening to the words of this person of absolute power.
"Now, it's time."
A cold light flashed in her golden vertical pupils.
"Attack Tianmen."
The original will-o'-the-wisp fire exploded, illuminating the entire world like daylight. Luo Xuanyi struggled to break free from the memories of her past life, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a bolt of lightning strike down in front of her.
Mo Yi's powerful strength passed through countless tens of thousands of years and impacted Luo Xuanyi's mind, making her almost begin to believe that she was Mo Yi.
It’s not that I was Mo Yi in my previous life, but that my current self is still Mo Yi.
This force that wanted to negate Luo Xuanyi's personality and will made her subconsciously hate to struggle. In order to wake up, she even almost tore the original ghost fire apart completely while she was unconscious.
In the splashing blue flames, Luo Xuanyi ignored the severe pain rising from her soul and looked back coldly at the huge golden vertical pupil.
The dragon's eyes reflected Luo Xuanyi's figure. The dragon blinked slightly and opened its mouth to speak.
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