"laugh!"
The folding fan lightly brushed across Peng Yuanqing's neck, so fast that no one at the scene could react.
The golden light was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye it fell between Huangfu Hongzhen and Nian Rou.
The golden light dissipated, and Mingyuan, who had just attained enlightenment as a Buddha, appeared, with an aura of great Dao emanating from him.
"Amitabha."
Mingyuan put his hands together, and the Buddha's light shone all over his body. The faint and ethereal sound of Sanskrit echoed faintly on the top of the mountain.
"Master Mingyuan!"
When Xiao Wuhen saw that the person coming was Mingyuan, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.
The aura of the Tao emanating from Mingyuan proves that he has attained enlightenment as a Buddha and will definitely be able to drive back these bastards from the ancient clans.
A hint of excitement also flashed in the eyes of Moji, Lin Shuo and others. With a Buddha who has attained enlightenment, Nianrou's situation may still be saved.
Mingyuan's gaze fell on Huangfu Hongzhen, who had a violent aura.
"Donor, everything in the world is subject to fate. Don't force what is not yours."
After he finished speaking, his compassionate gaze swept across the devastated mountaintop, and finally, it stopped at Nian Rou, who was surrounded by murderous aura.
An imperceptible ripple appeared in Mingyuan's heart, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.
I haven't seen her for many years, and she has grown into such a graceful young lady.
However, at this moment, Nian Rou was invaded by evil spirit, her eyes were red, and her mind was unclear.
A trace of helplessness flashed across Mingyuan's eyes.
He stretched out his right hand, and a soft Buddha light flew out from his palm and sprinkled towards Nianrou, enveloping her.
Nianrou instinctively wanted to resist, but the Buddha's light gave her an inexplicable sense of intimacy, which relaxed her tense body.
No resistance was offered.
The Buddha's light entered Nianrou's body and, together with the relic, drove away the evil spirit that had invaded her mind.
In just a moment, the strange red light in Nian Rou's eyes gradually faded, and the chaotic aura on her body also calmed down.
The confusion in her eyes faded away, and a hint of clarity returned.
"Thank you for your help, Master."
Nianrou clasped her hands together and bowed respectfully.
"Amitabha."
Mingyuan also put his hands together, nodded slightly in return, and looked gentle.
At this time, Huangfu Hongzhen frowned and stared at Mingyuan who suddenly appeared.
Feeling the aura of the Tao emanating from Mingyuan, he felt a little apprehensive.
Although this person has only reached the Immortal Venerable realm, the aura that resonates with the great Dao of heaven and earth shows that he has already become a Buddha who has attained enlightenment.
The Buddha who has attained enlightenment has been recognized by the Great Dao and is under the protection of the Great Dao. He is incomparable to ordinary immortals.
Even he would not dare to offend such an existence easily.
"Monk, this is a dispute between my ancient clan and the immortal world. It has nothing to do with you, an outsider. This young master advises you not to meddle in other people's affairs."
Huangfu Hongzhen's face was cold. Although he was wary of Mingyuan, he was not afraid.
Among the ancient clan behind him, there are several saintly ancestors who overlook the ages.
"Amitabha."
Mingyuan chanted the Buddha's name again, his voice still calm and peaceful.
"Donor, your words are wrong. All living things suffer, born from obsession and destroyed by conflict. This sword is not meant for you, donor. Even if you take it by force, it will not belong to you. Why bother to commit more sins?"
"snort!"
Huangfu Hongzhen snorted in disdain when he heard this.
"Don't lecture me on these grand principles. My ancient clan is determined to obtain the Jinghong Sword!"
"You think you can stop me by yourself?"
A hint of murderous intent flashed in Huangfu Hongzhen's eyes.
The spiritual power in his body surged, and the secret method of burning blood was pushed to the extreme, pointing at Mingyuan with great momentum.
"Bald donkey, I advise you to mind your own business. Your Buddhist sect is just an ant sect in front of our ancient clan."
Peng Yuanqing's face was ferocious and he was extremely impatient. He was eager to resolve the issue quickly to replenish his lost essence and blood.
Mingyuan remained calm in the face of Peng Yuanqing's harsh words, his eyes full of compassion.
"Donor, karma is cyclical, good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished. You have killed innocent people for your own selfish reasons and have already sown the seeds of evil."
"Even if you forcibly seize the Jinghong Sword today, you will reap the consequences of this evil deed in the future."
Mingyuan slowly raised his right hand and pointed at the devastated battlefield around him.
"This devastation is all caused by your obsession and disputes."
"Countless lives have been lost, the injured are wailing in pain, and the dead are passing away with injustice."
Mingyuan's voice was filled with sorrow: "Is this what your ancient clan is pursuing?"
"Stop preaching to us here!"
Sima Feiyang's face was distorted and his eyes were bloodshot. He was at the end of his strength.
“For the great cause of the ancient clan, even if we have to massacre the immortals, what does it matter!”
Sima Feiyang's tone was crazy and chilling.
Mingyuan shook his head slightly.
"Donor, if the ancient clan's great cause is built on so much killing, what is the point even if it succeeds?"
His eyes swept over Sima Feiyang and Peng Yuanqing, and finally landed on Huangfu Hongzhen.
"I advise you to put down your butcher knife and turn back."
"Amitabha."
Mingyuan clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice again.
"Hmph! Stop saying those useless words!"
Peng Yuanqing was already impatient. The rapid loss of his essence and blood had caused his cultivation to fall to the level of Immortal Venerable.
If it drags on, it will affect his foundation, which makes him extremely anxious.
"If you have the guts, come and compete with us!"
He gritted his teeth and pointed the heavy sword in his hand at Mingyuan.
Mingyuan looked at the irritable Peng Yuanqing calmly: "I am not afraid of fighting with you."
"I just don't want to commit murder for no reason."
"I am a humble monk who devotes my whole heart to Buddhism, seeking only to resolve worldly disputes and save all sentient beings from suffering."
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