Chapter 306 Five Yuan Juling da*fa
The Fourth Volume of Seven Star Xuanmo
Chapter 106 Five-yuan Spiritual Gathering Great * Method
Jiyang and other foundation-building monks were stunned by the magnificent scene in front of them.
The golden Buddha's face was full of kindness, and the golden light almost permeated the whole world. The Buddha's hands were folded, and the sound of Sanskrit singing echoed around the golden body of the Great Buddha throughout the valley. Countless golden lotus flowers floated out of the slightly open mouth of the Buddha and circled around the Buddha. The golden lotus flew everywhere. As long as there was still a trace of magic, it was stained by these golden lotuses and quietly turned into a wisp of green smoke.
The golden lotus circled around the golden body of the Buddha and then drifted in two parts. Half of the golden lotus instantly surrounded the more than ten demon corpses around with the Sanskrit singing. The body of each demon corpse was stained with dozens of golden lotus. Once these golden lotuses are contaminated with the demon corpses, it will be fine. The golden tentacles that seemed to take root and sprout took root on the demon corpses. No matter how hard these demons struggled, they could not escape. They could only watch more golden lotus fall on their bodies.
Gradually, the range of these demon corpses struggled smaller and smaller, and their bloody eyes gradually turned into a strange golden color. Finally, in the crisp sound of "clap", the roots of all the golden lotus broke at the same time, and countless golden lotus turned into golden clouds all over the sky and disappeared, and more than a dozen breeze passed in place. The demon corpses seemed to disperse like smoke and dust, turning into countless small sand grains and dust to drift away with the wind. With the smashing of these corpses, this sitting corpse killing array was broken!
The other half of the golden lotus surrounded the other side as if he had seen a ghost-like blood-clothed monk. At this time, the black triangular flag had been caught in his hand. The tigers and tigers who were dancing hard by him, and a large area of black gas gushed out of the flag crazily, which could be surrounded by hundreds of them. Jinlian can't get close to the outside.
"What the hell is this? How can you have such a damn thing?!!!" The blood-clad monk shouted angrily, and he didn't dare to stop at all. Countless black gas collided with the golden lotus to make waves of "cracks" like a strange sound of concentrated sulfuric acid corroding iron sheets. A large area of green smoke rose from the middle of the two, which was really spectacular.
And when the blood-clothed monk cursed, the tall golden Buddha opened his lips slightly again, and a golden lotus slowly floated out no less than the previous number.
Hundreds of golden lotus have made it so difficult for the blood-clothed monks to resist. Isn't hundreds of blood-clothed monks going to die without burial?
Everyone understands this truth, and naturally the blood-clad monk naturally understands that it is not tight. Looking at the countless golden lotus floating slowly towards him as if it were idle, the blood-clad monk's scalp was numb for a while. He was so scared that he screamed strangely, waved the flag in his hand, and more magic gushed out to protect him in it, following After that, his body was shocked fiercely, and he opened his mouth and spewed out three black blood.
In an instant, the whole magic cloud suddenly became powerful. In the roar of the blood-clothed monk, the violently drumming magic cloud suddenly shook away hundreds of golden lotuses around the blood-clothed monks, revealing a rare gap.
The blood-dressed monk's face flashed out of the encirclement of these golden lotus in an instant.
"You wait! Wait! This seat... I will wait for you..." Before the blood-clad monk finished speaking, the large-clad golden lotus roared up again, and the blood-clad monk was scared to death, "Ouch!" He shouted and waved the flag in his hand and looked at the four Dan monks sitting on the knees of the Buddha. He ah, strangely escaped from the valley in the black clouds and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Until no longer saw the trace of the blood-clothed monk, the four Jiedan monks who were sitting on the knees of the Buddha were all white and spewed out a large mouthful of blood.
The dazzling golden Buddha also disintegrated at the same time. In an hour, whether it was the golden Buddha or the golden lotus, or the endless Sanskrit singing, disappeared without a trace, leaving only four Jiedan monks sitting cross-legged in the void. In front of the four people was a white jade charm floating quietly. The nun of Baiyeju stretched out her hand and suddenly turned into a streamer and disappeared into her cuffs.
"This demon really has some ability. If it hadn't been for the help of the golden Buddha ancient charm of Qiu Taoist friends, I'm afraid I would have suffered a big loss in this bureaucrat!" Slowing down, the strong man surnamed Qi slams his lips and shouted strangely: "Is this demon in southern Xinjiang really more powerful than the monks in our far west? The four of us were beaten like this together, which is really..."
The other three looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.
The people below were stunned when they saw this and couldn't say anything.
On the seventh day after this battle, near the vast forest sea of Linhai City, a black boat quickly flew over the clouds and flew straight to the majestic Linhai City in the distance. The speed of the Wuzhou was extremely fast, and the airflows and waves brought by the roaring sound of the roaring forward made the woods below crooked. Large areas of birds chirped from the woods in panic, and the way were full of feathers and birds singing with each other.
On the Wuzhou, two men and a woman drank with each other around a small green wooden table, and the laughter spread far away.
These three people are naturally Jiyang and Murong Qingsi.
A small exquisite silver stove on the Qingmu table spewed a faint cyan flame and burned a pot of tea with a faint aroma on it, and there was a faint aura floating away uncontrollable. The whole Wuzhou was surrounded by this faint tea fragrance, which was refreshing.
Huo Wuya was obviously in a good mood. Cups of wine kept pouring into his mouth, and his already red cheeks were even more drunken blush. Originally, it was impossible to get drunk with their cultivation. After all, no matter how strong the liquor is slightly washed away by the spiritual power in their bodies, it no longer exists. However, Huo Wuya's drunken appearance is obviously that he is unwilling to dispel this rare drunkenness. He himself is immersed in this faint drunkenness and enjoys this feeling of drunkenness happily.
"Haha, the old man is really interested. It really makes me feel ashamed to wait for young and future students to drink so happily." Looking at Huo Wuya's two long fiery eyebrows jumping and grinning, Jiyang's armrest laughed loudly and teased.
Murong Qingsi was silent when she heard the words, and let the waterfall-like green silk on her head casually spread over her shoulders, covering most of her cheeks. She held a delicate jade cup and drank all the sake inside, and her eyes were full of smiles.
"Hmm--! People laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at people too much! On the boating cloud, there is good wine, good tea, and beauty. What about me? Huo Wuya was not annoyed when he heard the words. He laughed and grabbed the teapot that was still cooking. He didn't feel that it was so hot and drank it. A large piece of tea dripped along the corners of his mouth to his neck, and then flowed from his neck to his skin into his shirt, wetting a large area of clothes.
He casually threw the teapot on the small table of Aoki, laughed and took out a dark purple jade slip from his arms. He stood up abruptly, danced and laughed loudly: "The five-yuan gathering spirit * method, with this five-yuan gathering spirit * pharaoh, why can't you conclude the golden elixir, and also be a door like my Qinghuan brother. Elder, aren't you happy?!!!"
Jiyang and Murong Qingsi looked at each other when they heard the words, and were silent with a smile on both sides. They just smiled and looked at the wanton and arrogant appearance of Huo Wuya. They didn't stop them, and they had no reason to stop them. After all, he had been waiting for this day for too long.
"Five-yuan spiritual gathering * method..." Jiyang muttered to himself in his heart, with an inexplicable look in his eyes, and smiled three times for no reason.