Apprentice Crit Strike Return: It’s up to you to revitalize the Daomen

Chapter 121
This finger was smashed down like a jade pillar, obviously heading towards Song Weiyi, but in the eyes of countless onlookers, there was also an extremely huge finger, which seemed to be in the palm of the Tathagata Buddha, and there was nowhere to escape , with a light grip, it will die, those with low cultivation level will fall down with a scream, and those with higher cultivation level will barely hold on, but they are still wobbly.

Only the top ten ghost kings, Shangqing Palace, and some other powerful monks or forces can restrain them, but those who are not in the realm still inevitably have a strong awe of the Buddha in their hearts.

This is Puxian's method, the purpose of wanting to shock everyone.

Song Wei's roots are all overseas, and he doesn't know what opportunity he got to comprehend the profound entrance of heaven and earth when his life span was about to expire, and break through the fusion. Moreover, he is obviously a monk of water attribute, but he has a strong vitality of wood attribute in his body.

This kind of vitality is so pure and incomparable that it ranks innate, and even the well-informed Samantabhadra has never seen it before. If Buddhist monks can get the assistance of this kind of vitality, then whether it is cultivation or subduing demons, or It is a transcendence and breakthrough realm, and they are all supreme artifacts.

Coupled with the withering of high-level monks in the Dharma-ending Era, those in the combined stage are even more rare. If they are forcibly suppressed, it will be a very powerful combat force.

Countless onlookers were once again shocked by Pu Xian's sky-reaching means, they all exclaimed and retreated a kilometer, stopping to watch from a distance. Mahayana monks are rare, and it is even rarer to see the attack.

"Master Puxian wait a minute!"

At this time, a gust of fragrant wind drifted by, and a huge peony flower in the distance flew over carrying a magnificent woman, who was Yafei, the president of the branch of the Taoist Association.

This elegant concubine's aura, Peng Bai, actually stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm, and it seems that she also borrowed the east wind of the revival of the spiritual energy, and obtained huge benefits.

The huge golden finger stopped unexpectedly, and the little Nascent Soul still had the right to speak in front of the big boss of the Mahayana period on the ceiling of the mortal monk.

"What are you Daoist Associations doing here? I'm subduing demons and eliminating demons. Doesn't it violate the Xianfan contract?"

Jiang Xiaoliu was stunned, and his heart turned upside down.

The Mahayana period is simply lawless existence in the mortal world, and they are still abiding by the immortal contract. Could it be that the power of the mere mortal world possesses some means that are fatal to the Mahayana?
"Puxian Chan Master is a senior in the practice world, and he can take the initiative to fulfill the immortal contract. The younger generation really admires it. However, the host of Qingyun Temple is the president of the Daoist Association. Yu Wenji personally ordered him to take care of him. Senior, please be merciful and don't destroy Qingyun Temple."

Yafei's words were astonishing, and Jiang Xiaoliu was also confused, thinking that he was high and the emperor was far away, but he didn't expect to be noticed by interested people.

"Is the Yuwen machine? Is this old guy still there? How many years can he avoid the light of receiving and guiding? What kind of worldly affairs do he still have time to care about?"

Yafei waved her hand and sacrificed a cyan talisman, the talisman went straight up to nine days, and then exploded, turning into a purple-clothed old man.

"Puxian, what you said just now, say it again."

Dafo was shocked, his face was extremely ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "My seat..."

"speak politely!"

Yuwenji shouted loudly.

Puxian frowned, and changed his words: "My old man..."

"Are you older than me?"

The Yuwen machine interrupted again.

Pu Xian was speechless, pondered for a while, and said again: "Poor monk..."

"Getting smaller, I never look up at people."

With Yu Wenji's big hand grabbing it, the indomitable golden body of Samantabhadra III became smaller uncontrollably and turned into a terrified old monk in an instant.

"You, you are, you are an immortal. Impossible, impossible. You have survived the tribulation for nearly a thousand years, holding on to the light of the immortal world, saying that you are waiting for some great opportunity. Could it be that you have become an immortal? No. , it is impossible to stay in the world after becoming a fairy, what have you experienced?"

Samantabhadra lost his mind and his face changed drastically. After thousands of years of sitting meditation, he could no longer calm down.

"Hey, don't inquire about Lao Tzu's affairs. Now I tell you to go away and go back to be your third Buddha and enjoy your hundreds of millions of incense. Don't let this suppress my Taoist descendants, or I will destroy your inheritance in the Central Plains."

"Amitabha, the benefactor of Yuwenji is serious. The poor monk just couldn't bear to be implicated by the thunder calamity of the only benefactor in the Song Dynasty, so he dared to help. The monk felt relieved and said goodbye here."

Coming and going in a hurry, Samantabhadra led the crowd into a golden light and left, except for the Buddha light left in the nine heavens, it seemed that he had never appeared.

"Junior Zhou Tian, ​​see Taoist ancestor!"

Zhou Tianzhen, the Supreme Elder of the Shangqing Palace, hurriedly led thousands of people to pay homage.

The Taoist in purple, Yu Wenji, waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, okay, don't call me Daozu in the future, I can't bear this title, and you Xiao Zhoutian, you can make a move, why do you have to wait for my juniors?" You came here only after activating the Xuanqing Shangtian Talisman? Do you know how much effort Lao Tzu spent concentrating this avatar? That’s good, there’s no fight, it’s all wasted!”

Taoist Zhou Tian smiled wryly: "Master Daoist Mingjian, the younger generation's cultivation can indeed block Pu Xian, but it is also tit for tat. If you make a big gesture, your life will be ruined. However, I would like to invite Daozu to watch Qingyun Temple. From the perspective of the younger generation, there is no mystery in this view. It seems to hide a great opportunity and secret, and that Song Weiyi is also very alert, hiding in a seemingly small Taoist temple, it is the safest place in the world, where he will not be harmed, and the demons dare not hurt him."

"Oh? There are places like this, the old man really didn't pay attention."

After finishing speaking, the avatar of Yuwenji turned his head to look, and the black and white eyeballs suddenly turned into the appearance of Tai Chi, bursting out with a clear blue divine light.

"not good!"

Yu Wenji's face suddenly changed drastically, and an invisible divine light came back from somewhere, and he quickly waved out a series of blue and bright mirrors, which were crushed one by one by the invisible divine power in an instant.

"Infinite space, one mirror for a lifetime, one mirror for a lifetime, start!"

The Yuwen machine quickly retreated, and at the same time waved countless layers of transparent mirrors in front of it. In each mirror, countless creatures and countries were evolving and developing. It seemed that a mirror was a real world.

It's a pity that the mysterious power is extremely tyrannical, breaking through one world after another in an instant, until the last mirror world seems to have exhausted its divine power.

Yuwenji was still in shock. With his cultivation, he never imagined that there would be anything in the world that could threaten him.

Standing blankly in the void for a long time, Yu Wenji pinched his fingers and calculated, his face was sometimes confused, sometimes clear, sometimes surprised, sometimes frightened, and finally respectfully bowed to Qingyun Temple, turned around and said humanely to Zhou Tiandao: " Zhou Tian, ​​it’s a matter here, you immediately report all the information about Qingyun Temple to me, and then let it develop without interfering, especially if you give me a good retreat and enlightenment, and if you have enough savings, I will personally protect you and help you Survive the ninety-nine catastrophes."

Taoist Zhou Tian was startled when he heard the words, and then he clasped his fists excitedly and said, "Your junior will abide by the decree of the law, so I'll go back and make arrangements, and if I can't get out of retreat, when the time is right, I'll lead the catastrophe."

Yu Wenji nodded, and said to Song Wei who was in the courtyard: "This fellow Taoist from Nanyang, that thief ruined your chance, and the old Taoist will give you a chance to help you attain the Tao."

"Calamity, fate, Dayan supernatural powers, go!"

Yu Wenji pinched an unknown number of mysterious magic formulas in an instant, and the aura of thunder calamity shot straight into the sky from his hands, and soon dark clouds covered, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and the terrifying aura of thunder calamity immediately permeated everyone's heart.

"Is it Thunder Tribulation? You actually summoned Thunder Tribulation out of thin air?"

"Is this the power of the Taoist ancestor in the ancient world? It is really unfathomable, and the revival of my Taoism is hopeful!"

"That's right, backhandedly suppressing Puxian, summoning Lei Jie at will, and having him around, that Nanyang monk is lucky, crossing the robbery is sure, and there will be another Daoist fusion power in this world."

Yuwenji shouted: "Song Weiyi, what are you waiting for? If you haven't released your Qi machine to pull the thunder disaster, do you really want this thunder disaster to strike in the village?"

Song Weiyi suddenly realized that he was really shocked by Yuwenji's Taoism just now, and he flew up immediately after hearing the words, standing under the catastrophe cloud and preparing to cross the catastrophe.

"Junior, I will block the previous thunder tribulation for you. Anyway, you have already survived it once, but you must personally carry the last thunder tribulation. You are the one who ruined your great opportunity, and you are the weakest fit monk in history."

With Yu Wenji waving his hand, all eight terrifying thunderbolts from the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation were silently dispelled, but the last thunderbolt retreated far away, and Song Weiyi had to spend it by himself.

(End of this chapter)