Chapter 845: Mando Flower Blooms, Two Worlds

"Divine Light Dharma Assembly?" Li Yingqiong asked softly as he looked at Yi Chu who was pondering.

For Li Yingqiong, whether it is the White-Brow Monk or the Vajra Buddha Kingdom, it seems to be a distant thing. After all, before she went into seclusion, neither the Buddhism nor the battle between good and evil had happened.

Yi Chu naturally knew what Li Yingqiong was thinking. He smiled at Li Yingqiong lovingly, and Yi Chu said to Li Yingqiong lightly what had happened over the past period of time.

"I thought that after practicing the soul, I could do whatever I want and run rampant in the world. Unexpectedly, there were so many masters in this vast universe." Li Yingqiong sighed in surprise, and her beautiful face seemed even more moving in this sigh.

Yi Chu deeply felt the same as Li Yingqiong's sigh. Although his cultivation level was constantly improving, after seeing the existence of the Thirty-Three Princesses, Yi Chu deeply realized his shortcomings. What's more, the person who used his power to imprison Kunpeng and inserted the immortal-killing peak in the sea of ​​ferocious beasts. Although these people have never shown up, they can't help but feel like they are looking up to the mountains!

"Brother Yi, do you also want to participate in this Divine Light Dharma Assembly?" Li Yingqiong pondered for a moment, and asked this question of concern.

"Of course you have to participate, not to mention that you can't participate." Yi Chu gently bounced up the bay leaf and said freely.

"According to Brother Yi's cultivation, those monks should not be your opponent." Li Yingqiong looked at Yi Chu with great admiration, as if Yi Chu in her eyes was sure to win, and she would definitely be the winner of the Divine Light Dharma Assembly.

Haha, maybe I'm so charming. Once I'm in love with someone, even if I accidentally sneeze, it's probably delicious. Yi Chu didn't take Yingqiong's words, and thought in his heart very narcissistically, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. With his palm stretched out, he hugged Li Yingqiong in his arms.

After tangling with Li Yingqiong for a night, Yi Chu took Li Yingqiong back to the Dalun Temple. At this time, Yi Chu's status in Dalun Temple had reached its peak. Not to mention that he brought a woman back, even if he created a harem, he would have made a 72 concubines in three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines, I'm afraid no one would say much, let alone the woman he brought was a master of the soul realm.

As Yi Chu's current woman, Chi Feng and Li Yingqiong had met long ago. Although Chi Feng was not as good as Li Yingqiong in terms of cultivation, she could not tell anything based on a woman's intuition? A feeling of sourness and crying suddenly appeared in her heart. However, even though Chi Feng had thousands of resentment, she couldn't hate her.

"Sister, why are you so kind to that girl? I want me to tell you that even if my sister accepts her with a soft heart and kindness, she will have to let her understand who the mistress of Dalun Temple." When Qingfeng saw Chifeng and Li Yingqiong on an equal footing, she couldn't help but complain to Chifeng secretly.

Whether to kiss or not, the family breaks the bones and tendons. Although Chi Feng and Qing Feng have had an unhappy relationship because of some things, the sisterhood between them is still difficult to erase. Therefore, after hearing Qing Feng’s reminder, Chi Feng felt warm in his heart for a moment, and smiled bitterly, and said helplessly: "Is it useful to be so serious? If you find such a man, you must be mentally prepared. He can make the colorful flags fluttering outside, and the red flags at home are not falling. What else can I fight for? Besides, when it comes to my relationship with the ancestor, I am not as deep as others. It is already very good to be able to live in peace."

Women are all jealous, and Yi Chu has long understood this. Therefore, when it comes to the intrigue and jealousy of several women in private, they simply pretend to turn a blind eye. What's more, for Yi Chu at this time, the most important thing at the moment is the upcoming Divine Light Dharma Conference. Although Yi Chu felt that it was not too difficult to win the dominance with his own cultivation, he felt a little uneasy.

The Vajra Buddha Kingdom has countless Buddha Kingdoms under its jurisdiction, and there are countless masters in it. Although he has cultivated 360 divine spirits with the help of the three thousand blood divine spirits, he may not be able to win by relying on these divine spirits.

Yi Chu, who was in seclusion again, was not only familiar with the strange soul, but also wanted to practice several ways to win.

Because of Yi Chu's retreat, Dalun Temple became calm. However, nothing seemed to have happened at Taihao Gate, and the vast land of Shenzhou became extremely calm.

On this day, the Dalun Temple, which had gradually gotten on track, started morning classes again. Although most of the monks in Dalun Temple are people in the devil's path, the practice of Dharma is even more connected to their own minds and cannot be changed, but the Buddhist morning classes persisted under the instruction of Yi Chu.

The melodious sound of chanting scriptures echoed constantly in the hall, and a trace of golden light rose up around the Dalun Temple with the sound of chanting scriptures. At this time, if a practitioner comes to the Dalun Temple, he will see golden flowers appearing and gathering around the Dalun Temple.

Above the 100,000 mountains, a golden light broke through the void. Within the golden light, a young monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe and three ring scars were printed on his bare head, his eyes looked straight towards the direction of Dalun Temple.

This monk has a pretty face, red lips and white teeth. Although he has a bare head, he is also a standard image of a young woman killer. However, although this top-notch appearance looks good, when he smiles, he gives people a sarcastic feeling!

"The poor mountains and rivers are bad. Although the vast land of China is not small, it is not as good as a place for a slave. It is a waste to give this place a quota!" Although the young monk muttered to himself, the hint of a proud aura could not be concealed.

"Hu", a black-line shovel python with a head as big as a fence suddenly rushed straight from the cave hidden above the mountain. With its huge mouth opened, it swallowed hard at the young monk!

This black-line shovel python is the overlord on this mountain. Because it is too large, it rarely goes out to find food. Waiting for rabbits is his best hunting method. Although this method saves energy, it is often hungry and full.

At this time, the black-line shovel python that had not been in food for several days was naturally hungry. When he saw someone coming to the door, how could he be polite? He wanted to swallow the monk in one mouthful!

The young monk seemed to have never seen the sneak attack of the black-line shovel python. He looked calm and still looked at the Dalun Temple in the distance as if nothing had happened. Until the huge snake's mouth was about to approach his back, he stretched out a finger disapprovingly.

The golden fingers flashed with holy light, and looked extremely strange under the sunlight. As the finger stretched out, a beautiful flower suddenly bloomed from the monk's fingers.

The golden flowers flew out two thin threads that looked like golden needles when the black-lined shovel python approached, and inserted into the huge snake head of the black-lined shovel python. As the thin thread penetrated, a stream of blood-colored splendor flashed gently on the thin thread.

In an instant, the black threaded iron shovel python as thick as a bucket disappeared without a trace, and even a little bone was left. However, the golden lotus in the young monk's hand had a trace of blood.

Gently holding the golden lotus, the smile on the young monk's face became even brighter. While pondering, the young monk sneered and said to himself: "This evil flesh and blood are thick. If I could save tens of millions of them, my mandala flower could be transformed into an immortal weapon."

The many ferocious beasts in the 100,000 mountains seemed to hear the monk's self-talk, and they all trembled unconsciously.

The strange mandala flower, as if it appeared strangely, disappeared strangely in the palm of the young monk's hand again. The young monk who had not stopped no longer flew straight towards the direction of Dalun Temple while his sleeves swung.

The young monk was extremely fast. In just a moment, he arrived outside the mountain gate of Dalun Temple. According to the rules, the monk should have the disciples guarding the gate report it. However, the young monk was not ready to do this, so he saw his sleeves swaying and galloping towards the sky above the Dalun Temple.

"Who are you? How dare you take a wild life in my Dalun Temple!" The disciple of Dalun Temple who guarded the mountain gate also discovered the young monk who did not hide it at all while the young monk was speeding.

"Noisy! Stop meddling in other people's business!"

Unexpectedly, the young monk suddenly heard a shout, frowned, and a golden brick flew out of his sleeve. The brick instantly swelled more than ten times, and slapped hard on the back of the disciple guarding the gate.

Being sent to guard the gate is considered a top player in Dalun Temple. However, these disciples didn't have time to sacrifice their magic weapons when the gold bricks fell, and they were slapped on the ground by the falling gold bricks.

Although the young monk who took action did not intentionally take the lives of these disciples, just being photographed on the ground was enough to show how perverse and arrogant the person who came was!

"The person who came here is not good! He must be the one who came to my Dalun Temple to provoke trouble. Brothers, please put the jade talisman on your face." A disciple who endured the pain in his shoulder showed a trace of resentment on his dark face. As the words were said, a jade talisman was crushed from his hands.

Most of the disciples in Dalun Temple were from the Demon Sect, and they followed Yi Chu's advice, but after all, they were hard to change their nature and were extremely uneasy in their bones. They all liked to fight fiercely. At this time, they were beaten inexplicably at their doorstep, and naturally they were very angry.

As the jade talismans were crushed one after another, hundreds of disciples from Dalun Temple rushed straight from Dalun Temple. The disciples sacrificed their magic weapons the moment they saw the young monk.

The ghost banner, the soul bell, the five-yin magic sword..., various magic weapons of the magic power set off the entire Dalun Temple in an instant. As the skulls blew, skulls appeared and disappeared in the void.

"The evil demon dares to be as strong as a monkey!" The young monk looked at the various magic weapons that were bombarding him, and said with contempt.

As the sarcastic words were spoken, the young monk pointed his fingers, and the golden mandala flower flew out from his palm again. As the light flashed, the mandala flower instantly surrounded the strange magic weapons among the flowers.

"What's going on? Why didn't my Five Yin Divine Killing Sword sense it?" A monk who had shaved his head but still flashed with dark circles on his face shouted urgently at his companion.

And amid his screams, the other monks also started to scream. Because, they were soon surprised to find that their magic weapon had lost contact without exception.

"Senior brothers, it must be the one who made this kid. Let's kill him with Yin thunder!" A short monk looked at the young monk with a ferocious face and shouted loudly toward the surroundings.

Just now, the magic weapon he sacrificed was made by his hard work and refining for ten years. Although this magic weapon is nothing in the eyes of masters, it is the sustenance of most of his strength for this monk.

At this moment, watching his magic weapon be destroyed by others, why not let the monk get angry? As soon as the shouts rose, a series of thunders were smashed out of his hands!

The disciples of Dalun Temple who had the same feelings as him were not polite at the moment. Ten thousand Yin thunders formed a net of thunder in an instant and smashed them hard towards the young monk.

Although this young monk has an amazing origin, he has not yet cultivated his soul. Faced with so many Yin thunders, he was shocked. Although these Yin thunders are disposable items, each of them is extremely vicious, no less than ordinary magic weapons. Ten hundred Yin thunders, this young monk doesn't care about it, but these tens of thousands of Yin thunders are enough for this young monk to drink a pot!

"Mando flowers bloom, both worlds!"

The young monk with a wild face changed. With his palms waving, the mandala flower flew out of his hand and turned into a golden flower covering an area of ​​ten feet in a circle, protecting the young monk in the middle.

The blue lightning thunder slammed on the golden mandala flower, and cracks continued to appear outside the mandala flower.

None of the disciples of Dalun Temple can be the opponent of this young monk, but taking action together is enough to make the young monk frightened. Under the rolling light of lightning, the golden mandala flower was slashed and swayed continuously.

Yin thunder comes and goes quickly. In just a moment, the Yin thunder in the sky disappeared completely, and the sky without Yin thunder became bright again.

The mandala flowers, which had dimmed nine points in the golden light, slowly revealed in the void, and cracks of different sizes were even more exposed in front of everyone's eyes.

The young monk came here with orders and wanted to be condescending, but never thought of suffering such a great loss? Therefore, at the moment when the mandala flower was unfolding, a trace of ferocious look suddenly appeared on his handsome face: "You bastards, how dare you attack me. After a while, I won't throw you all into the tongue-pulling hell as slaves. I'm just writing these two words upside down!"

"Smash", the short monk was originally uneasy, and when he heard the young monk vow to take him and others to some tongue-pull hell as slavery, he even became even more cruel. With his palms waving, he threw out all the Yin Thunder that he couldn't bear to display!

There is no need for a short monk to speak, and the other monks in Dalun Temple are not good people. Seeing that they have already made enemies, they simply can't take care of so many things and they all take ruthless measures!

The green thunder bead formed a dark cloud in the air. While these monks took action, dozens of monks with Nascent Soul cultivation rushed out of the Dalun Temple. The one who walked in front of these monks with Nascent Soul cultivation was Elder Chuangong.

Looking at the thunder beads in the sky, according to the mood of the elder Chuangong, he was stunned! Although he had achieved the Nascent Soul for some time, he was shocked when he suddenly saw such a number of thunder beads!

Who is so unlucky that makes these guys so crazy? You know, it will take half a year for a thunder bead to be sacrificed and refining by cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage. Now, the thunder beads that these guys bombarded are almost all their possessions!

"Elders, this guy wants to destroy the Taoist throne of the Dalun Temple. Please ask all elders to uphold justice." When the short monk saw Chuan Gong and others coming, he immediately became confident and shouted loudly. When the monks who took action with him saw that their elders were coming, they were not willing to be polite, and they all shouted even more vigorously.

"Master, someone bullies your apprentice!"

"Second Master, this guy not only hurt me, but also said he would suppress you so that you could not survive or die."

"Uncle Master, I am bullied. Uncle Master, you must be fair to me for me."

The chaotic voice sounded, and although these monks from the devil had to recite a few Buddhist names every day, they were still vengeful and polite. How could they look like a Buddhist? Hearing the complaints from his disciples and nephews, these guys who were afraid that the world would not be in chaos immediately became thoughtful.

"I'm so brave, I dare to come to my Dalun Temple to bully my disciples. You're looking for death!" In the tyrannical voice, a bald man, ten feet tall, suddenly sacrificed a giant yellow hammer and smashed it at the mandala flower.

This monk is a master of the Earth Demon Palace. Although he is a little short of scheming, he is much better than ordinary people when practicing because of his innate earth spirit. However, it is precisely because of his silly personality that he is deeply loved by the Lord of the Earth Demon Palace. His yellow giant hammer was trained by the Lord of the Earth Demon Palace to collect Houdizhi essence. During the operation, he is not as good as a mountain.

The only one who had just started the battle was not just his nephew. When other Nascent Soul masters saw someone taking action first, they instantly sent out various magic weapons from their hands almost at the same time. The more sinister needle-shaped magic weapons like cow hair were sacrificed, such as the Snow Soul Silver Needle, the Taiyin Soul-Snatching Needle..., they raised dark clouds in the air and greeted the monk Zhengxiu.
Chapter completed!