My brother is so cunning

Chapter 8: The Incredibly Powerful Heavenly Dragon

"I really didn't come here to seek revenge. I was tricked by my senior brother..."

He Lingyun was almost crying with anxiety. She had little experience, but she was definitely not a fool.

After a little thought, she roughly guessed the cause and effect. She was afraid that Senior Brother Wen Rui was not looking for a suitable weapons testing site during those three days, but was secretly conducting a background investigation on her. He found out the location of the dojo built by the Western monk who shattered her flying sword, and deceived her into coming to test-fire an air-to-ground bomber sword to blow up his dojo into the sky, avenging the broken sword.

He Lingyun also didn't understand why Wen Rui did this. She had always been taught by her master and elders to be tolerant and not to have conflicts with monks from other sects. Even when she was bullied and her flying sword was damaged, she never had any thoughts of revenge.

However, the ascetic monk of the Western religion had his temple bombed for no reason, but he refused to listen to any explanation and, just like last time, killed him as soon as he saw him.

The magical power of the Western religion's great handprint is vast. The treasure bottle seal hammered down, and a golden bottle phantom condensed in the air. Endless Buddha power sprayed out from the mouth of the bottle, covering the open space where He Lingyun was standing.

Seeing that the opponent's magical power was about to fall, He Lingyun did not bother to explain. He jumped with his slender legs and took a mysterious dance step. He flashed and leaped out of the coverage of the Aquarius Seal.

This step method is her innate magical power after she transformed, called "Crane Dance". It was also with this set of agile movements that were in line with the laws of nature that she was able to escape to heaven last time when her flying sword was shattered.

"You have such a small skill, but you dare to do the same thing!"

The Western monk missed the target with his first strike, and his anger intensified. He shouted in a stern voice: "Prajnaparamita Buddhas, Daluo Dharma Mantra, Prajnaparamita Mahakala, and cassock!"

As the mantra came out, the monk tore off his cassock and threw it into the air. The crimson cassock grew longer in the wind, expanding a thousand feet in a few breaths, and it seemed to cover the sky and the sun, shrouding He Lingyun.

The Heaven-Covering cassock, which was endowed with powerful magical power, slowly covered down, blocking He Lingyun's space to perform the "Crane Dance" skill. The magical power of the cassock was restraining her from deploying her skills. It seemed that this was a countermeasure that the monk had painstakingly researched after she escaped last time.

The monk took off his robes, revealing the strong muscles of his upper body. He had a handsome face and a dignified and inviolable expression, with the demeanor of an ascetic handsome man. However, towards a top beauty like He Lingyun, he was extremely cold and ruthless, without any sympathy for her.

He Lingyun felt miserable. Ever since he transformed, he had been practicing in the sect and had only gone down the mountain a few times. First, he met a ruthless crane killer, and then he met an insidious, cunning and liars old scum. He was almost scared to the point of developing a fear of men.

Seeing the cassock falling, it was like a net that dragged through the sky and the earth, with no way up to the sky and no way down to the earth...

He Lingyun had a flash of inspiration and suddenly remembered the advice of her scumbag senior brother. She didn't care whether she was a crane or a chicken. She dived into the ground with her head like a diving move, and used her hands and feet to dig a hole. At the same time, she cast the earth escape spell and quickly drilled into the hole left by her senior brother Wen when he abandoned her and ran away.

Drilling a hole was shameful, but very effective; the cassock cover fell to the ground but missed.

The monk put away his robes and looked at the hole on the ground covered with many crane feathers with hatred. He gnashed his teeth and said, "I let you live last time because I thought you were free of evil karma. Do you really think you can get away with destroying my temple?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and a thick tin staff appeared out of thin air, as if it was taken out from a space storage device such as a bag.

The monk slammed his Zen staff on the ground, and suddenly the ground shook. First, the Sanskrit character "Wan" appeared on the ground, and then the eight auspicious patterns spread out from the Sanskrit character "Wan" in the center. A huge golden auspicious pattern was engraved on the ground for several miles.

The Zen staff is inserted into the ground, standing on the ground to maintain the operation of the magic circle. The monk's hands are tied inside, with his thumbs placed in the palms, and he makes the "Treasure Mountain Seal". This Treasure Mountain Seal transforms the immovable fundamental seal into a rock seat, representing the meaning of immovable rotation.

"Namo, Samantabhadra, fierce!"

The monks chanted the mantra, and lotus petal patterns appeared around the auspicious patterns on the ground. The earth shook continuously and rumbled. The soil in this large area solidified into rock under the power of Buddha.

He Lingyun, who escaped underground, was in trouble. She was trapped underground by the solidified mud and could not move. She usually disdained to practice the earth escape technique and her proficiency was very low. Now she used it at the last minute to escape for her life, but there was no way she could break the Buddhist magical power that sealed the earth.

The female monk was speechless and could not express her grievances. She secretly vowed to never listen to her senior brother's nonsense again. This was completely different from what he said.

It is said that Tuxingsun and Zhang Kui used their earth-walking skills to trick the gods and immortals, but before they could sneak out a hundred feet, they were caught and sealed underground like a chicken on a chopping board.

After sealing off the land, the monk lowered his head and looked around, his spiritual sense penetrated into the ground, but he was unable to go deeper. The earth blocked his spiritual sense, and for a while he could not find the trapped location of the female monk.

However, the spiritual power fluctuations of the sword rack on He Lingyun's back were not blocked, and the shock waves were still able to transmit information using the soil as a medium.

Her spiritual sense connected with Jian Erling who was hovering in the air, and from Jian Erling's perspective she saw the murderous young monk looking around but couldn't find any trace of her.

He Lingyun's anxious heart relaxed a little. Senior Brother Wen did not lie completely. Hiding under the thick soil could indeed temporarily avoid the detection of spiritual sense.

"Monster, do you think you can escape karma by hiding?" After searching for a long time and finding nothing, the monk said coldly: "A monster is a monster. It may seem to hide its head and show its tail, and it can change in many ways, but it is just a beast's trickery!"

The monk folded his hands again, made the "Yamanita Vajra King Seal", and chanted the mantra: "Prajna Buddhas, Daluo Mantra, Prajna Bamakong, move mountains!"

The shadow of a terrifying Buddhist guardian deity with thirty-four arms and a human body and the head of an ox enveloped him, adding tremendous power to him. Under the feet of the Mingwang, the earth cracked into countless huge gullies, and the ground slowly rose under the huge earthquake.

The land within a radius of ten miles that was solidified by the power of Buddha was actually lifted up under the magical power of moving mountains, like a huge floating island, constantly dropping soil and rocks and slowly flying into the sky!

The monk said coldly: "Evil spirit, destroying temples and destroying Buddha is a heinous crime. I will definitely kill you and send you to the Avici Hell, where you will be burned in the blazing fire and you will never be able to be reborn!"

He Lingyun was trapped in this floating stone island, with no way to go up to the sky or into the earth. He was almost dumbfounded. Only then did he realize that he had provoked an extraordinary person. This Western monk had the ability to move mountains and fill the sea. He was truly powerful and had extraordinary powers.

Xiao Henu felt that her life was extremely miserable. In the morning, she happily went out to test the sword with her newly acquired flying sword, full of beautiful hopes of winning the sect competition and getting resources to practice without worries. She never expected that the seemingly loyal Senior Brother Wen had dug such a big pit for her to jump into. This pit leads directly to the Avici Hell. If you jump into it, you will become a roasted bird for eternity and will never be able to turn over.

Even when she was about to die, she couldn't understand why Senior Brother Wen wanted to harm her, even though she had no grudges or hatred against him in the past or present.

She couldn't understand why this Western monk wanted to be so cruel to her. She was obviously a harmless little crane. Apart from eating a few fish and secretly destroying some farmers' crops, she had never done any bad deeds in her life.

Could it be that Senior Brother Wen felt that he was dying too slowly and couldn't wait a few years as per the contract to collect his body, so he set up a treacherous plot to have that vicious monk kill him so that he could get his remains as soon as possible to do some research?
Thinking of this, He Lingyun's heart sank. Senior Brother Wen was too dark, too treacherous, and too vicious!

It turns out that none of the human race is a good person!

Just as he was in despair, he heard a rustling sound from the sword rack behind him, and Senior Brother Wen's voice came from the sword rack's communicator: "Junior Sister, if you only know how to passively take the beating, even if I give you Master Tongtian's Zhuxian Sword, it will be useless. If you don't want to die, immediately use the weapon system of 'Sword 20' to fight back!"

He Lingyun was startled and remembered that "Sword Erling" was still hovering over here. The monk was busy using his magical powers on her and did not pay enough attention to deal with "Sword Erling" cruising in the air.

After all, Sword Erling had a strange shape, and it looked neither like a flying sword nor a magic weapon. Moreover, it did not reveal any of the aura of a magic sword. It was difficult for a mere mundane object to arouse the cultivators' vigilance.

Facing the threat of falling into hell, He Lingyun concentrated his mind highly. He quickly "became one with the sword" and switched to the perspective of Sword 20, calling out the weapon interface. He locked his spiritual consciousness on a Western monk who was constantly making hand seals and chanting Sanskrit mantras, and it was unknown what big move he was planning.

"Launch the PL-3 air-to-air sub-sword immediately!"

He Lingyun's mind moved, the magazine of Sword 20 opened, and a sub-sword shot out and shot towards the Western monk.

The monk had sharp senses. Although Jian Erling's firing of the bullet sword did not reveal any fluctuations in spiritual power, the sound it made was quite loud. He immediately turned his head to look in the direction of the whistling sound, only to see a flying cone spewing flames shooting towards him.

The monk interrupted the spell and leaped back with swiftness. A golden lotus appeared under his feet. He stepped on the golden lotus and used the force to dodge. After a few leaps, he avoided the place where the flying cone was originally shot.

However, the flying spike seemed to have eyes. After it shot into the air, it rose into the air again, made a big turn in the air, turned around, aimed at the monk again, and chased after him.

Although he was able to dodge the hidden weapon attack with his sharp reaction and body movements, the flying cone was extremely fast and had tracking characteristics, so it was impossible for the physical body to evade it. The monk folded his hands, struck the fundamental seal of Acala, and shouted: "Acala, Talmud!"

The Sanskrit word for Talasamaya is "solid". As he uttered the mantra, a spherical golden light shadow covered his entire body. He had no choice but to use his defensive magic to resist the incoming flying cones.

He Lingyun had seen this move before. The flying sword that was shattered by her had been blocked by the phantom of the light ball. It hit the light wall like hitting an iron plate more than a foot thick. It couldn't move forward at all, and the tip of the sword was broken.

This mantra is the protective mantra of Acalanatha, a golden magical power of Buddhism. It transforms Buddha's power into a powerful golden shield, which can restrain the cutting, piercing and smashing of various golden flying magic tools.

The flying cone hit the golden ball and exploded into a fireball. The cone head turned into a molten high-temperature metal jet. The light wall at the place where the ball was hit blocked the violent explosion and fierce impact, but melted a small hole under the penetration of the high-temperature metal jet.

The gold barrier created by magic can block the tremendous force and sharpness of gold, but it is not resistant to the high temperature of fire.

Fire can overcome metal. Under the mutual restraint, high-temperature metal jets are like boiling soup pouring on snow, drilling into the golden light shield through the small holes burned, ricocheting and splashing inside the light shield, exploding into balls of iron mercury.

The monk couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and the golden light shield exploded. He flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground, leaving a charcoal-black burn mark on his shoulder.

(End of this chapter)