Daoist Master of Qing Xuan - Chapter 175
Chapter 175: Water Diffuse Gold Light
Daoist Huanzhen stayed still, with a low voice he said, “You’re asking for death.”
The Daoists who held the instruments and wanted to bolt out of Jinguang Temple were shocked to see surging waves coming in from all directions. One strike and a group of Daoists were sucked into the waves like mole crickets and ants.
In no time, Jinguang Temple was swallowed by the wave, except for a layer of Buddhist ray that formed a light film, as if it was an abyss of misery arc, protecting every being on it.
The Jinguang Temple cultivators who attempted to escape were beyond rescue.
And another group of cultivators returned to the square. They were cultivators of experience and were more composed compared to normal beings when it comes to dealing with sudden calamities of such magnitudes.
Many people had their eyes fixed on Baoyue the Venerable. The person who produced the giant wave out of thin air probably possessed an extremely strong mana. If his background was as staggering as the demonic cloud, it would be extremely difficult for Baoyue the Venerable to steer this arc.
Such level of demon could be compared to the levels of a land immortal and it was not too much to even call them demon immortals. But this demon king overrun the four seas and would not want to be known as celestials. They would prefer to occupy a territory and be known as the king of the territory.
Song Qingyi was left speechless, he turned to Shen Lian and asked, “What should we do?”
Shen Lian remained calm and composed. Although he had yet to achieve the level to defeat this giant demon, he still had the chance to escape from this situation.
But as he looked at Baoyue the Venerable’s level of calmness, he guessed that perhaps Baoyue was prepared for this.
The Buddha lamps across the mountains were not placed for nothing. Otherwise when the wave came surging, the Buddhist ray would not have condensed and constrict so quickly. It was forceful enough to prevent the demon cloud from coming down and at the same time protect the surroundings from being attacked by the sea water.
Although the Buddhist ray had dimmed slightly, it did not break.
Shen Lian did not want to complicate things. After all, it was a fight between people of celestial level. His involvement might not be of any help.
He responded slowly, “Qingyi, this is an emergency. Is it possible for you to contact Xiang Shan Zhenren?”
Song Qingyi laughed bitterly, “I am afraid I can’t do that. I’ve used up the last incense and I am out of means to contact my honored master.”
Shen Lian pouted and helplessly replied, “If that thing was so precious, why did you use it so easily?”
Song Qingyi responded, “Before I left, my honoured master told me to use it when you need to use it. At that moment, I felt that it was necessary to use it and that’s why I used it. Furthermore, even if I manage to reach my honoured master, he could be cultivating in isolation and might not respond to my prayers.”
Shen Lian looked at Song Qingyi and said lightly, “I see. Xiang Shan Zhenren is indeed very wise. You easily used the incense he gave you and that shows that you’re not dependent on him. Now that you’re in an unpredictably dangerous situation, he probably wouldn’t show up. For the sake of achieving immortality, you will have to first endure sufferings.” People like Lu Jiuyuan would not spoil their disciples limitlessly. Every decision made had a purpose behind it. Also, Song Qingyi was specially selected by him and thus was someone who possessed special qualities. Shen Lian was slightly ahead of him but that did not necessarily mean that Song Qingyi would not be able to catch up from the back.
Song Qingyi responded, “Yes, I understand what you are saying. If I failed to escape, please rescue Qixiu.”
He took a glanced at Qixiu and his expression changed. He was not as jumpy as before, and was more composed now.
He addressed Shen Lian as senior apprentice-brother, in other words he placed Shen Lian and Chen Jianmei on the same level. Although Song Qingyi looked like he did not care for anything, but he in fact has given some thoughts after witnessing Shen Lian entered the path of Daoism.
Qixiu was overwhelmed and she could only looked at the sea water that was rolling over the Buddhist ray, causing the ray to change its shape constantly. The strike of the wave felt like the hitting of a hammer. All of a sudden she said, “The sea water outside are all Yiyuan Chongshui illusion. I could have absorbed all of them if I’ve mastered the purifying bottle.”
The sea water splitted open to reveal a man in a golden attire. This person was Mister Sea. He smiled and his voice pierced through the Buddhist light, “Baoyue, you’ll have to surrender the relic to me today and I will leave immediately. If not, I will kill all living soul here and you are responsible for that.”
Everyone present heard it loud and clear. It sounded unpleasantly overpowering.
Baoyue the Venerable smiled, “You asked for it, you got it.”
Mister Sea had sparkles in his eyes upon hearing that. Strands of chilled rays could be seen from far away, in an unsteady fashion it said, “If you’re up to no good, I will kill every donkeys within the five thousand miles radius.
Baouyue the Venerable looked at Mister Sea and calmly responded, “I have never made any false promises in my entire life.”
He continued, “Chongxiao, please invite the relic here.”
A monk in his thirties walked out from the temple. His scalp was shining unlike any other ordinary monks who just shaved their head. There were also no hair follicles present.
Shen Lian looked toward that direction and recognized this person. It was the person whom he had not seen for many years, Ling Chongxiao.
Although he had heard from Kuhui that Ling Chongxiao had became a monk, he still felt a strong sense of emotions having finally seen him.
His past experience left no trace behind just like the clouds.
Ling Congxiao walked towards Baoyue and he looked like the master of Baoyue the Venerable.
He took out a metal box that had complicated Dao words on it. Ling Chongxiao’s palm then lighted up with a ray of white light and he infused it into the metal box. The box opened slowly and it lighted up the sky as it was daytime.
Heaps of talisman with the 卍 character splashed out like fireflies. It roamed randomly in the sky but it gave people a peaceful feeling and it did not provoke the desire to fight.
Hongzhen saw the relic and had a complicated expression. He started chanting the mantra and all of a sudden, a ray of faint light gushed out from Shen Lian in the speed of light. Instantaneously, it swallowed the relic. That sudden change prompted Shen Lian to look at Hongzhen.
At the same time, the sword will in him was raging and his eyes shined with silk liked sword gleam.
The faint light was so fast that Baoyue the Venerable was not able to react to it.
Mister Sea was enraged that Shen Lian swallowed the relic, he furiously said, “How dare you!”
The demon cloud surged as it prepares to destroy the Jinguang Temple.
All of a sudden, the sky was filled with golden bromeliads. It was clear and pure as if the supreme Buddha has arrived.
At the same time, a ray of blade gleam dashed from beyond the sky. It seemed like the blade has absorbed the essence of the dark clouds. The blade will has restrained the nine-headed demon king that was beneath the dark clouds.
The person who flashed the blade gleam was a one-armed monk. Vaguely, one could see him smiling. His zen singing shook the void and caused the golden bromeliads to quiver. The bromeliads entered the dark clouds before the blade gleam and it swept the clouds away to show the moon. The dark clouds dispersed in a blink of an eye.
In the face of this unmatched blade, the nine-headed demon king laughed hysterically as its body exploded so loud like a thunderous tiger leopard. It wielded a punch and kept expanding in the void, dashing towards the blade gleam.
