Chapter 312 Breaking the Formation
Chapter 312 Breaking the Formation (asking for guaranteed monthly ticket)
Deep in the winding Yellow River, the muddy water looks like a galloping horse.
The deafening roar seemed to shatter the heaven and earth. In an instant, streaks of golden light rushed through the thick and turbid water like a nimble red-gold dragon.
Wherever they passed, the river water was stirred up into muddy waves several feet high. Golden light flickered between the waves, exuding a strange feeling.
The living Buddha of the Snowland was hanging in the air, his robes rustling in the strong wind.
The bodhi beads on his wrist were surging violently with the turbid waves, flickering in light and darkness. When the beads lit up, a mysterious halo spread, and was swallowed up by the dark waves in an instant.
Grand Master Murong was wearing a python robe, and the golden thread at the bottom of the robe was blown up high by the whistling wind. The golden thread cast tiny spots of light on the surface of the river where the undercurrent was surging, like broken stars falling into the Yellow River water that was like the underworld, flashing away in an instant.
Amidst the turbid waves, a bronze tripod emerged from the water without any warning.
At the broken ears of the tripod, dark red rust slowly seeped out like blood and flowed along the body of the tripod.
The Taotie pattern on the belly of the tripod is being gnawed by an invisible force, and the patterns are twisted and deformed, as if a ferocious Taotie is struggling in pain.
The Living Buddha looked solemn, and his knuckles tapped rhythmically on the Buddhist beads. The crisp "da da" sound echoed with the low roar of the river, shaking the air slightly.
The movement startled the broken talisman paper floating in the formation, and the talismans painted with cinnabar twisted wildly in the golden light. They intertwined and entangled with each other, gradually piecing together an incomplete Bagua pattern, exuding a dangerous aura.
"It seems that Xu Gongming's demonic energy has already penetrated the core of the formation." Grand Master Murong's eyes were stern, and the tip of the jade scepter in his hand lightly tapped the air. This action was elegant, but it revealed a sense of scrutiny.
With this movement, ripples spread out and a water mirror slowly emerged.
In the mirror, Xu Qing was sitting cross-legged in the void, surrounded by rich demonic energy that jumped like black flames.
"Xu Gongming has natural magic skills. I'm afraid this incomplete Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation can't do anything to him." Grand Tutor Murong shook his head slightly and sighed leisurely.
The Snow Region Living Buddha had a stern expression on his face and said in a deep voice: "Breaking the formation is not difficult, the difficult part is whether you dare to break it." His voice was clearly audible amid the whistling wind.
Upon hearing this, Grand Master Murong raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Brother Dao, what do you mean by this?"
The Living Buddha of Snowland clasped his hands together, his expression solemn, and said slowly: "Once the formation is broken, there will no longer be nine bends of the Yellow River, flooding the ten directions." His voice was low, like a heavy hammer.
Murong Taishi was shocked, and then he thought that this Nine-bend Yellow River Formation absorbed the Yellow River's ancestral qi day and night, madly plundering the dragon veins of the Dayu Dynasty. If left unchecked, with its characteristics, it would sooner or later cause the world to fall into the era of doom, and the Dayu Dynasty would fall into an irretrievable situation.
However, Master Murong thought for a moment, since he was not the one who was in trouble, he was willing to just sit there and watch. A smile appeared on his face, and he praised, "Brother Dao, you are very smart."
"May Buddha have mercy on me." The Living Buddha of Snow Region nodded slightly with a calm expression.
In the fog, Xu Qing suddenly stood up, and his aura suddenly changed.
An invisible wave spread rapidly around him like ripples. Wherever it went, the mist was easily torn apart like a veil.
Ji Changxi instantly felt the pressure from the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation suddenly reduced, and even faintly heard the entire formation "screaming and crying".
"Is it done?" Ji Changxi asked.
Xu Qing did not respond, but slowly closed his eyes, and his aura became more restrained.
In an instant, the Weiyang Sword appeared out of thin air, and was infused with a vast amount of primordial demonic energy. The sword shone brightly. A ray of white light like the dawn in the east lit up between heaven and earth, so sharp that it seemed to be able to split the sky, and with the momentum of destroying the world, it slashed towards the Nine Bends of the Yellow River Formation.
"Bang!" With a deafening sound, the entire Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation shook violently, as if it was going to shatter the heaven and earth.
Immediately afterwards, a huge gap appeared in the bank of the Yellow River. The river water rushed out like a dragon breaking free from its cage, carrying with it mud, sand and boulders, and was about to ravage the earth.
At this critical moment, Xu Qing waved his sleeves. The action seemed casual, but it contained extremely powerful magic power. The surging water dragon seemed to be pulled by some powerful force and obediently got into Xu Qing's robe.
At the same time, Lin Tianwang Bull Demon stomped his hooves on the ground, making a dull sound, and a force like a landslide and a tsunami surged from him. Every time he took a step, the earth trembled.
When he arrived at the gap, the Bull Demon roared loudly, slammed the ground with both palms, and used his hooves to force the huge gap closed. Then he stomped on it heavily. His movements were done in one go, showing his tremendous power.
Xiong Chan saw this and chanted the Buddhist formula. A palm of Buddha light fell down. The golden Buddha light seemed to be real, with compassion and majesty, instantly curbing the escaping river waves. The originally turbulent river water gradually calmed down under the cover of the Buddha light.
Xu Qing and Ji Changxi walked out of the fog and came to the shore.
Xu Qing looked calm and spoke slowly: "I have a way to break this formation, but if we break it by force, it will inevitably cause the Yellow River to burst in many places, flooding and affecting countless lives along the coast."
When everyone heard this, they all remained silent.
Xu Qing continued, "If the formation is not broken, the foundation of the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation will become weaker and weaker, and will explode sooner or later. Moreover, at that time, the power of the end of destiny will dissipate on both sides of the Yellow River, which will also be a catastrophe for the world."
Such a catastrophe is bound to leave countless people homeless, and it is also a good opportunity for religion to flourish.
The calculations of the Living Buddha of Snowland are profound.
As for the disadvantages of practitioners in the last days, it is not a bad thing for the Living Buddha of Snowland. He can collect incense and strengthen the Buddhist kingdom to offset the disadvantages caused by this action.
Xiong Chan: "It seems that this formation must be broken, and the initiative must be in our hands."
Xu Qing nodded slowly, "The key is not the formation, but the people."
Xiong Chan's mind moved, "Gong Ming, just tell us what you plan to do, and we will do it."
Xu Qing: "Then I'll just say it straight..."
He then gave orders and made subordinates.
Everyone knew that the matter was of great importance and was not careless at all.
Xu Qing said it very clearly, if they destroyed the Living Buddha of Snow Region, Grand Tutor Murong and the biggest enemy, the Black Mountain Old Demon, the Immortal Dynasty would no longer be in great danger.
Then everyone can share the benefits of the Immortal Dynasty.
It can be said that all the Martial Saints present here have original shares of the Immortal Dynasty. With the benefits of the Immortal Dynasty in the future, they can expect to become immortals!
Moreover, with the development of Tiangong Academy, sooner or later one day they will be able to make a fairy boat that can cross the starry sky. At that time, people will not even need the power of a creator to reach Mars, go to the legendary "fairyland", find the previous generation of powerful people who left this world, and continue to move forward on the path of cultivation.
Xu Qing’s pie is big enough and has great operability.
If the Black Mountain Old Demon refuses to leave, the Five Degenerations of Heaven and Man will erupt, and everyone will have to suffer together.
Therefore, it would be best if the biggest hidden danger in this world could be eliminated.
After everyone finished discussing, they began to act.
Xu Qing took out the evening drum and started beating it.
Xu Qing clasped the edge of the dusk drum with five fingers, his knuckles turning blue and white due to the force. The moment the drumstick fell, the turbid waves on the river suddenly stagnated, and even the howling wind seemed to be strangled by an invisible giant hand.
The first drum beat sounded like thunder, shattering all the floating talisman papers in the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation into pieces. The cinnabar fragments burned into scarlet sparks in the golden light.
Deep in the formation, the souls in the Buddhist kingdom of the Snowland Living Buddha were suddenly awakened by the evening drum. They all felt resentment and rushed out of the Buddhist kingdom, gnawing at the golden Sanskrit words on the Snowland Living Buddha's robes.
The black lotus platform under the knees of the Living Buddha of the Snow Region exploded with three petals. He took off the human bone rosary from his neck and threw it into the air. The rosary turned into a bronze morning bell in the air, and the scriptures of the Ksitigarbha Sutra on the bell wall glowed with blood.
When the morning bell rang, the mandala formations of many places along the winding Yellow River trembled at the same time, and the shadows of a hundred thousand monks chanting scriptures appeared. The sound waves caused by the collision of the Sanskrit sounds and the drum beats cut the willow forest on the river bank in half.
Xu Qing's second drum beat fell at this moment, and the drum sound seemed to be mixed with the sighs of the Buddha before his death.
Then the Weiyang Sword appeared, and the blade no longer shone with a cold white light, but a brilliant Milky Way wrapped in stardust. The Milky Way transformed by the Weiyang Sword took advantage of the situation and slashed towards the morning bell deep in the formation. Under the protection of Xu Qing's Taichu magic energy, the immortal flowers in the formation could not stop it.
The sword light instantly shattered the phantom of the Buddha Kingdom.
Golden blood oozed from all seven orifices of the Snow Region Living Buddha, and the Eight-Armed Vajra King image behind him had one arm cut off by the Weiyang Sword.
Grand Tutor Murong was about to take action.
Two black shadows jumped out from Xu Qing's sleeves. They were the two guardian demon kings, attacking Grand Master Murong.
Upon seeing this, Grand Tutor Murong immediately turned around and left.
Before Xu Qingmu's third blow of the drum landed, the entire Yellow River suddenly rolled up muddy waves hundreds of feet high.
Countless shipwrecks formed a sky-covering barrier in the waves, and the rotten masts were hung with skeletons entangled with waterweed. When the wave wall collapsed, the breath of the Snowland Living Buddha had completely disappeared, leaving only a half-golden cicada shell floating in the whirlpool in the center of the river. Seeing that the situation was not good, the Snowland Living Buddha went north first.
The Buddha's light around him suddenly retracted, and his originally shining body instantly turned into a dazzling black light, rushing towards the north.
Wherever the light passed, the air was violently compressed, making a sharp whistling sound like tearing cloth, and even ripples appeared in the space.
However, just when he was halfway there, a golden light suddenly flashed in the void, as if the sun had exploded.
A great monk suddenly appeared like a towering mountain, it was Xiong Chan.
I saw Xiong Chan with a solemn appearance, his hands clasped together, and golden Buddha light surged around his body, like a blazing golden flame, and a hot breath came to my face.
As he moved, a huge Buddha statue, a hundred feet tall, slowly took shape behind him. The Buddha statue had a compassionate face, eyes slightly closed, yet it exuded endless majesty. The Buddha's light shone behind his head, instantly dispelling the surrounding darkness. Wherever the light reached, everything was coated with a layer of sacred gold.
Xiong Chan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a gentle smile, and his voice rang out like a bell: "Where is the Living Buddha going?"
The sound was like rolling thunder, echoing between heaven and earth, making people's eardrums hurt.
Upon seeing this, the Living Buddha of Snow Region snorted coldly, full of disdain.
In an instant, the void behind him twisted violently, as if it was being kneaded by an invisible giant hand.
A wrathful Vajra suddenly emerged from the distorted space and appeared out of thin air.
This angry Vajra was several dozen feet tall, with muscles bulging all over his body, like small hills, and each muscle seemed to contain infinite power. In his hand, he held a steel fork, which was made of Mars black iron and emitted a bone-chilling cold light. Dark red blood was flowing on the tip of the fork, emitting a pungent smell of blood that filled the air.
The angry Vajra's eyes were wide open, burning with rage, like two balls of burning flames. He let out an earth-shaking roar, and that roar seemed to be able to shatter the sky.
Then, he swung the steel fork with great force, cutting through the void and fiercely stabbing at Xiong Chan's huge Buddha image. Wherever the steel fork passed, a dark mark was torn in the void, like a piece of cloth cut by a sharp blade, which could not heal for a long time.
Xiong Chan looked calm, and then he began to chant something in a low and mysterious voice, as if he was reciting an ancient Sanskrit mantra. As he chanted, the huge Buddha slowly raised his right hand, with his palm facing forward, and a golden Buddha light burst out from his palm.
This is exactly the first move of the legendary Tathagata Palm - "The Buddha's Light Appears".
The Buddha's light was like a golden torrent, mighty and unstoppable, carrying compassion and majesty, heading towards the steel fork of the angry Vajra.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang, like the roar of the beginning of the world. The Buddha's light and the steel fork collided with each other, bursting out with a dazzling light that was so blinding that people could not look directly at it. The powerful impact caused the surrounding air to distort and deform, forming ripples visible to the naked eye. The sand and stones on the ground were rolled up, forming a sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun. The flying sand and stones seemed to be the end of the world.
The Living Buddha of Snowland took advantage of the chaos, turned around, and rushed towards the south like a black lightning.
His speed was so fast that his entire body seemed to merge into the air, leaving only a blurry afterimage.
But as soon as I arrived in the south, a beautiful figure had been waiting for a long time.
It was Ji Changxi. She was as light as catkins in the wind, yet she exuded a tenacious temperament.
There is a faint purple halo surrounding the body, the halo flows like a dream, like a mysterious veil.
Ji Changxi said with a smile: "Living Buddha, I have been waiting for you here for a long time."
The Living Buddha of the Snow Region sighed and said, "You are stubborn and will not change your ways. You will have to bear the consequences."
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and in an instant, the flames of hell rose up under his feet.
A statue of greedy Vajra slowly emerged, stepping on a red lotus of karmic fire.
This Greedy Vajra has a charming face, but also exudes an evil aura that makes people shudder.
Corroded Buddhist treasures were embedded in each lotus petal. These treasures were once the symbol of Buddhism, but now they have become dim and dull under the erosion of evil forces. They emit a strange light and blend with the fire of karma, adding a bit of mystery and danger.
Greedy King Kong laughed softly, and his laughter was like an invisible hook, drilling into people's hearts and making them feel weak all over. Then his figure flashed, as fast as a ghost, and he pounced towards Ji Changxi.
In her hand, she was dancing with a soft whip formed by the twisted Buddha's light. The whip was as agile as a spirit snake, carrying a hint of coldness. Wherever the coldness reached, the air seemed to be frozen, and it was wrapping around Ji Changxi's throat.
Ji Changxi smiled sweetly and used Taiyi Wuyanluo. Smoke filled the sky, like countless colorful sword qi, and started fighting with it.
The sword and whip collided, making a crisp sound of metal clashing, and sparks flew everywhere, like fireworks blooming.
The Living Buddha of Snowland did not stop, but turned and ran towards the west.
His speed reached the extreme, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a black phantom, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air.
But just as he reached the west, a figure slowly walked out of the darkness. It was Fu Xuan.
Fu Xuan was wearing a black robe that fluttered in the wind, like a dark cloud covering him. His face was stern, his eyes were deep, and he exuded a mysterious aura that made people unpredictable. He stood there quietly with one hand behind his back, like a towering mountain blocking the way of the Snowland Living Buddha, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.
Upon seeing this, the Living Buddha of Xueyu said nothing.
The void behind him twisted, and a foolish Vajra appeared.
This foolish Vajra recited the Diamond Sutra in a wrong tone, his voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the Netherworld. The characters of the sutra came out of his mouth and turned into black rays of light, which shot towards Fu Xuan like sharp arrows.
Wherever these rays of light pass, the space seems to be corroded.
Fu Xuan's whole body was emitting violent energy and he fought fiercely with him.
The black light hit the spirit wolf smoke, making a "sizzling" sound, but the spirit wolf smoke remained as solid as a rock and did not collapse.
Taking advantage of the gap between the two sides' fight, the Living Buddha of Snow Region changed direction again and rushed towards the east.
Just after walking a short distance, an earth-shaking roar was heard.
King Lin stepped on the void and walked slowly towards them.
He was tall and sturdy, like a moving hill, and every step he took seemed to make the earth tremble. His muscles bulged and tense, exuding a strong aura of power, as if he contained endless strength.
He held a huge staff in his hand.
Upon seeing this, the Living Buddha of Snow Region quickly formed seals with his hands. His seals were as smooth as flowing clouds and water, yet revealed a strange aura.
The black lotus instantly flew out of his body and spun rapidly in front of him, spinning faster and faster, forming a black vortex. It then quickly transformed into the Arrogant King Kong.
The eye on the forehead of this arrogant King Kong flashed with a strange light, which was like a sharp sword that could see through people's hearts. He looked down at King Lin with a sneer of mockery on his lips, as if he didn't care about anything in the world.
The Living Buddha of the Snow Region sneered and said, "With the blood sacrifice of the four of you, my four ministers will be united as one."
After saying that, Arrogant King Kong flashed and rushed towards King Lin at an extremely fast speed, as if teleporting.
A huge sword light condensed in his hand, like a surging wave, with the momentum of destroying the world, and chopped down towards King Lin on the head.
Wherever the sword passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp and angry sound.
King Lin roared angrily, his roar was like thunder, shaking the surrounding void.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang, as if the heaven and earth were shaking. The powerful force impact formed a huge energy storm. The storm swept around, engulfing everything around it, with sand and rocks flying, and the sky was dark.
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"Break the formation!"
The Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation is like a huge formation diagram peeling off from the Yellow River.
This is an extremely terrifying picture.
After a moment, the scroll actually stuck to Xu Qing's demonic body, like a tattoo.
(End of this chapter)