The Heavens Are Unlimited: Starting from One's Martial Arts

Chapter 225 The Demon Empress
"Although the devil fetus is dead, the evil emperor Wu Tianchou is still alive."

"If the evildoers are not eliminated, the world will suffer a catastrophe!"

After all, he went straight back to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The remaining mess is handed over to the three great monks and other monks.

When the abbot and others came back, they saw the Daxiong Palace nearly half collapsed and the Tathagata Buddha statue torn apart, and their hearts sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Such a fierce battle, the monks will be fine, right?"

"Don't worry, the three great monks are all third-grade masters, and the Demon Sect only has Old Man Tiancan and Ancestor Xingxiu here. In terms of numbers, they are no match for the three great monks!"

"Amitabha, you are right, let's take a look behind."

When they passed through the Daxiong Hall and saw the demon cult disciples swaying to and fro in the vestibule of the Sutra Pavilion, they took a deep breath.

Looking at the three great monks standing in front of the hall, as if they swore to protect the Sutra Pavilion to the death, the admiration of the monks spontaneously arose.

The abbot and the heads of the various courtyards hurried over to bow to each other and salute.

"Thanks to the three divine monks, the Shaolin Temple was saved from being ravaged by the demon sect, and it was not destroyed."

"You fought desperately to defeat the two masters of the Devil's Cult, it was really not easy!"

"Amitabha, good and good, the three great monks in our temple are well-deserved!"

The words of praise from the abbot and all the heads are endless.

Even the three great monks who are over a hundred years old, with an old skin on their face, can't help turning red with shame.

The Godly Monk Du'e coughed heavily, telling the abbot and a few heads not to continue the commercial bragging.

"My Buddha is merciful, the sky never perishes Shaolin Temple."

"Actually, the reason why we survived the catastrophe of the Demon Cult this time was all thanks to a sweeping...outworldly expert who was hidden in our temple."

The Godly Monk Du'e felt that after reaching Lu Ming's level, he was still a serving monk with a low status.
The abbot was astonished, and asked curiously: "God monk, is there really an outsider hidden in our temple?"

He thought of the theft of the Zangshu Pavilion decades ago, and the magic masters were frightened away.

He also recalled the disaster when the little prince stole the divine light, lost his arm, and became possessed by a demon in the forest.

Two major incidents showed that there was indeed a mysterious master who lived in seclusion in Shaolin Temple.

Afterwards, the Shaolin Temple searched for this person many times, but to no avail, and the case was never settled.

Unexpectedly, after decades, that mysterious master appeared again to save Shaolin Temple from destruction!
The Godly Monk Dujie nodded, and said meaningfully: "That's right, and you still know his identity, Abbot Jueyuan."

"I... know you?"

The abbot was taken aback again.

Search it in your mind.

"Looking through" all the people I know, it seems that no one can match up with the world's expert.

The suffering monk rolled his blind eyes, faced the sky, and said hoarsely: "That person is Miao Chen, and you still shaved for him!"

"Miao--dust--!!"

"Impossible, impossible, how could it be him!?"

Abbot Jueyuan cried out.

Back then, he shaved Lu Ming as a child, and told the old Abbot Du Nan that Lu Ming's qualifications were mediocre and he had no roots of wisdom.

Abbot Jueyuan's heart sank, he had a dark history of offending Miaochen.

Immediately, Abbot Jueyuan glanced at the three great monks and felt a little calmer.

Because the three great monks also have a dark history of offending Miao Chen.

In fact, it can't be called offending.

It's just that what was looked down upon in the past has become unattainable today.

The three great monks told Abbot Jueyuan and several leaders how Lu Ming instantly killed the ancestor of Xingxiu, swept away hundreds of demon sect disciples, and crushed the old man Tiancan.

Especially in the last scene, when Lu Ming faced off against the Demon Fetus, he struck an earth-shattering palm that made the monks hold their breath, fascinated and shocked.

The leader of the Discipline Hall took a deep breath, put his hands together, and said, "Amitabha, Senior Miaochen is like the reincarnation of a living Bodhisattva!"

The head of the Arhat Hall said: "Half step of land god, half step of human arhat, the achievement of senior Miaochen is no less than that of the Sixth Patriarch!"

The head of the Bodhidharma hall said with emotion: "Fortunately, Miaochen was born, and Shaolin Temple was able to be preserved from the disaster of extinction."

Undoubtedly, this is a thigh, Shaolin Temple must hold it tight!

Abbot Jue Yuan felt a little uneasy again.

In the past, he actually said that a living Buddha who had certified as an "arhat" had no wisdom roots and mediocre aptitude.

Abbot Jueyuan was sweating coldly, and his intestines were green with regret.

The Godly Monk Du'e seemed to have seen through Abbot Jueyuan's mind, clasped his hands together, lowered his head and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, Jueyuan, you have a sign."

"Miao Chen has a big heart and great compassion, how could he care about these things with you?"

"If he wanted to, he would have given you small shoes."

Upon hearing this, Abbot Jueyuan trembled, sighed in admiration, and felt awe in his heart.

"Amitabha, it's the old monk who made the picture."

Abbot Jueyuan led the surviving Shaolin monks to face the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion, bowed and bowed deeply.

"Three great holy monks, can we meet the sweeping... Miaochen holy monk?"

Abbot Jueyuan asked expectantly, and a feeling of wanting to go on a pilgrimage spontaneously arose in his heart.

The three great monks hesitated.

They want to say, you ask me, who shall I ask?
The divine monk who survived suffering was shrewd, rolled his eyes blindly, and replied in a pretense of profoundness: "The holy monk Miao Chen goes deep into the world and comes out simply. He is a reclusive master. He has long been indifferent to his clear aspirations, peaceful and far-reaching, and transcended the world."

"His old man's state of mind is lofty, and I can't figure it out, so..."

The monks: "So?"

"Amitabha, so when the Holy Monk Miaochen wants to see you, he will naturally show up to meet you."

"Good, good, what Junior Brother Du Ku said is right."

"Okay, let me disperse, don't disturb the holy monk Miaochen's meditation."

The Shaolin Temple has just experienced a catastrophe, and everything is destroyed.

The three great monks are still injured and have to return to the back mountain to concentrate on recuperating.

They are over a hundred years old. Although their realm is high, their physical condition is declining.

In the battle with the two great masters of the Demon Sect, Xingxiu Patriarch and Tiancan Old Man, he was seriously injured and moved his origin.

If you don't retreat, I'm afraid you won't survive for a few years, and you will sit in nirvana.

The monks in Shaolin Temple began to get busy.

As for Lu Ming, after returning to the Sutra Pavilion, he began to rummage through the boxes, looking for something.

"If the man in black infiltrated the Sutra Pavilion back then because he coveted the Shaolin Temple's martial arts collection, then what did Evil Emperor Wu Tianchou want to get?"

"The villain has learned all the 72 unique skills in Shaolin Temple. The Sutra Pavilion is of no value to him!"

"I must be missing something, but what am I missing?"

Lu Ming sat in the sea of ​​scriptures, frowning and lost in thought.

Lu Ming also learned the 72 stunts of Shaolin Temple over and over again, and was more proficient than anyone else.

In order to kill time, Lu Ming stayed in the Sutra Collection Pavilion and read most of the more than 5000 volumes of sutras.

But he didn't find anything.

Is it...

……

At the same time, the main altar of the Demon Cult!

A luxurious and magnificent underground palace.

There are rockery, pavilions, flowing water, and gardens.

The corridor has eighteen turns, and there are lofts one after another.

The carved beams and painted walls, gold-plated and jade-plated, are extremely luxurious.

Modeled after the grand hall built in today's imperial palace, on a dragon chair carved from a thousand-year-old icy heart jade, the evil emperor Wu Tianchou, the leader of the demon sect, sat on it with a golden sword.

In the rivers and lakes, even ordinary icy heart jade is equivalent to gold, let alone thousand-year icy heart jade.

A dragon chair carved from ice heart jade for thousands of years is priceless.

Living in the rivers and lakes may cause a bloody storm.

And the main function of Bing Xinyu is to make people feel as clear as ice, and to prevent people from going crazy during their practice.

The evil emperor Wu Tianchou relied on the Millennium Ice Heart Jade to maintain his self-consciousness and not be engulfed by evil thoughts!

At this time, the evil emperor was wearing a dark red ferocious demon armor all over his body.

On the edge of the armor, there are thorns like thorns.

In the middle of the breastplate, there is a vertical eye the size of a fist.

This vertical eye is in a closed state.

The evil emperor Wu Tianchou also wore a helmet with phoenix wings and an iron mask of evil spirits on his face.

On the forehead, there is a hole, allowing his bony horns to protrude.

Behind him, two beautiful and flowery maids are in charge of the sun and moon fan, fanning the wind for the evil emperor.

At this time, the evil emperor Wu Tianchou, who seemed to be asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, bursting out with extremely evil and extremely angry flames of hatred.

The magic fetus of Shaolin Temple is dead!

He suffered another big blow at the hands of his former cheap master! !

"Roar……"

The evil emperor Wu Tianchou couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, he grabbed the side of the dragon chair with his left hand, and a terrifying suction was born out of thin air.

The beautiful maid holding the sun fan didn't even have time to scream, she was directly sucked into a human skin skeleton, and then shattered into powder.

"what!"

The maid holding the moon fan next to her screamed in fright, and the moon fan fell to the ground.

"Ok?"

The evil emperor Wu Tianchou turned his head to look.

The maid's psychological defense immediately collapsed and she fled outside the hall.

When she was about to escape from the hall, the evil emperor Wu Tianchou slowly raised his hand.

With a clasp of five fingers, an irresistible force seemed to be born in the void, grabbing the maid and pulling her back abruptly.

"Ah! Don't kill me, don't kill me, woo woo woo..."

"Help, help!"

"Evil Emperor, please, don't kill me!"

The maid seemed to be held by an invisible hand.

She was crying hysterically, kicking and scratching with her hands and feet, like a drowning person trying to grab a straw before dying.

The evil emperor was violent and twisted in his heart, enjoying the joy of torturing ants.

"Jingle ding bell..."

It was a purple-haired beauty wearing a black tulle palace dress and a veil.

Her slender wrists and ankles, wearing bells, reveal a smooth belly and a full waist.

As she walked, she was like a beautiful snake twisting and walking into the main hall.

The maid seemed to see the savior, and she shouted in great surprise: "Mistress Mingling, save me! Save me!"

Empress Ning Ling, one of the four deities of the Demon Cult, twisted her waist and walked towards the Evil Emperor who was sitting on the dragon chair with Da Ma Jin Dao.

When passing by the maid, Empress Mingling giggled and whispered: "Death at the hands of the evil emperor is the blessing of your three lives and three lifetimes of cultivation. You shouldn't be afraid of your mistakes, let alone run away!"

"So... you'd better die!"

"click click"

The temperature in the main hall plummeted, and frost quickly formed on the jade floor.

The maid was frozen from head to toe by a thick layer of ice, turning into a lifelike ice sculpture.

In the ice sculpture, the maid's wide-eyed, astonished, terrified, and helpless expressions were frozen.

With her slender hands, Empress Mingling stroked the cheek of the frozen maidservant, her eyes blurred and her expression sick.

"Keke, it's true that ice beauties are the prettiest."

The Evil Emperor snorted, and the ice sculpture maid exploded into powder and turned into a handful of ice slag, scattering all over the ground.

"Ming Ling, your Xuanming Frost Palm has improved to a higher level. Coupled with this emperor's God and Demon Great Compassion talent, no one in the world can match you."

Empress Mingling giggled and said, "That's the Evil Emperor, you are amazingly talented, and you are the one who can create the number one magic kung fu in the ages."

The evil emperor had no expression on his face, but he was very pleased with his compliments on Empress Mingling in his heart.

Empress Ming Ling asked: "By the way, what happened that made His Majesty so furious? He even killed two personal maids."

The Evil Emperor replied coldly: "You don't need to meddle in this. It's just that Old Man Tiancan and Patriarch Xuequan failed to attack Shaolin Temple."

Empress Ming Ling stepped forward, sat on the evil emperor, leaned against him, and said in surprise: "Failed?"

"Could it be that we underestimated the three great monks of Shaolin Temple!"

The evil emperor chuckled, and replied disdainfully: "The three great monks, just a few old and immortal bald donkeys."

"When the emperor was young, he could kill them with one hand!"

"The ancestor of Xuequan and the old man with a disability will fail, purely because of another person."

"Who?"

Empress Mingling asked curiously.

The world is righteous, is there any unrivaled powerhouse who can kill the ancestor of Xuequan and the old man with a disability?

I am afraid that Zhang Zhenren from "Southern Wudang" needs to go out to do this.

The evil emperor squinted at Empress Mingling.

With just one glance, Empress Mingling, who was about to break through to the second rank, felt cold hands and feet, and kept silent like a cicada.

She knew that she must have asked about the taboos of the evil emperor Wu Tianchou!
The Evil Emperor raised his hand and pushed the Ming Ling Empress away, and said coldly: "Prepare the pen and ink and the carrier pigeon. I want to write a letter and send it to 'that person' in the palace."

"Your Majesty wants to ask her for help?"

Empress Mingling was shocked in her heart, so she didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly prepared her pen and ink.

……

Zhongzhou, the imperial city of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

A tower with flying eaves and hooked corners stands among the gorgeous and majestic palaces.

This building is so high that if you stand on the top floor, when night comes, you only need to stretch out your hand to pick off the stars in the sky.

Therefore, this high-rise building is also called Zhaixing Building.

It was built by Emperor Wen in order to please Concubine Su, who did not hesitate to spend several years and waste money and hurt the people.

Of course, this Concubine Su has now successfully become the empress of the world!
It is late autumn.

Empress Su went up to the tower to enjoy the autumn. On the highest floor of the Zhaixing Tower, she overlooked the entire majestic and vast palace.

It seems that the most prosperous city of the human race, with a panoramic view, gave her the illusion of controlling the world.

"Cuckoo, cuckoo..."

A homing pigeon folded its wings and landed on the railing of the Star Building.

Empress Su, who was dressed in a phoenix robe, looked out from the railing and smiled faintly when she saw the carrier pigeon.

She took off the creed and unfolded it, her eyes flickering brightly and darkly.

There are only four words on the paper:

Daji, destroy Buddha!
The next day.

Emperor Wen issued an imperial decree at the court meeting to expel Buddhism from the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, burn temples and destroy temples, and kill all monks.

It is known in history as the Order to Exterminate Buddha! !
……

Bookstore.

Lu Ming sat cross-legged, with three volumes of ancient scriptures placed in front of him.

The first volume is the travel notes of the first patriarch Bodhidharma.

Inside, it records what Bodhidharma has seen and heard from the Western Regions to Zhongzhou in scribbled and difficult to understand ancient Sanskrit.

This includes the specific locations of the monsters he encountered or suppressed!

One volume records various water and land rituals and salvation rituals.

But at the end of the scroll, there is actually a supreme seal called the immeasurable maha seal.

This seal method is also the handprint that Bodhidharma used to seal those monsters!

This seal is not among the 72 unique skills!

Of course, Lu Ming has already learned the immeasurable maha seal.

But he didn't read this volume of scriptures, but signed in at the scripture library, which was rewarded by the system.

The last volume is left over from the ancestor Bodhidharma before he shattered the void and ascended.

There are a few ascension nodes briefly recorded in it.

For the existence of the land god level, it is undoubtedly the most precious.

"What the men in black and the villains are looking for is probably one or two of these three volumes of ancient scriptures?"

"But what I didn't expect was that Patriarch Bodhidharma has the same hobby as me, and also likes to write a diary."

Journey to the East is Bodhidharma's own manuscript, isn't it similar to a diary.

Lu Ming couldn't help thinking of a joke:

Serious people who keep a diary!

"What about the three scriptures?"

Lu Ming frowned slightly.

In order to find the "suspicious" scriptures, Lu Ming roughly scanned through the more than 5000 volumes of scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion!
(End of this chapter)