The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

"what?!"

Wu Yuqi screamed.

Wu Hongli's second request was completely beyond her expectation.

Even Li Axi was a little surprised, but his face was still calm, like the water in an ancient well, without any ripples.

He quickly understood that Wu Hongli wanted to protect Wu Yuqi.

As long as Wu Yuqi marries into the Li family, no matter what she has done, she will be forgiven and she will not be treated unfairly because she is from the Wu family.

Of course, Wu Hongli is also striving for a glimmer of hope for the future of the Wu family, just like when Wu Meiniang entered the palace.

Wu Hongli's breathing became rapid and shallow, as if she would die soon.

Her eyes were fixed on Li Axi, full of expectation.

"I can agree to the first request. I believe Mr. Li and his wife will not stand idly by for a heinous person like Li Chengzhong."

"As for the second request..."

Li Axi paused.

Wu Yuqi sighed lightly. She knew that with Li Asi's character, he would never agree to such conditions.

Wu Hongli's eyes dimmed, and she said with some disappointment: "Okay, I'm asking too much, but I hope you can treat Yu Qi kindly and not because she is from the Wu family..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Li Asi.

"If you are talking about the Li family, including me, I can agree to your second request." Li Asi spoke calmly, but also firmly.

Wu Yuqi's heart was beating loudly. He turned back to look at Li Asi. The moment their eyes met, her face suddenly turned red, as red as a cherry in June.

A trace of relief and gratitude flowed through Wu Hongli's eyes, and then she slowly closed her eyes.

"Aunt! Aunt!..." Wu Yuqi called.

"She's dead." Li Axi said.

Wu Yuqi cried sadly.

"You don't have to be sad, she finally did something right at the last moment." Li Axi comforted her.

Wu Yuqi also knew that Li Axi was right.

The two men dug two pits in the Wu family's large garden, buried Wu Hongli alone, and buried the bodies of the rest of the Wu family in the same pit.

Returning to the secret room, according to what Wu Hongli said, he found the hidden secret pavilion. After opening it, there was indeed a secret box inside, with an ancient jade hidden in the box.

This is a piece of jade.

In ancient jade, the round shape is the wall and half of the wall is Huang.

But this piece of jade is less than half of the wall, about one-third of it, and the edges are irregular. It looks like a complete piece of jade that has been broken into pieces. This is one of the remaining pieces.

The jade pieces are cold to the touch, with an indescribable ancient and desolate flavor, as if they contain the breath of an eternal alien world.

"Let's go." Li Axi said.

Wu Yuqi nodded and put the ancient jade away.

Before leaving Wujia Villa, she looked back for the last time, feeling mixed emotions in her heart.

……

Low Sanskrit sounds came from all directions in the west, and ancient echoes stirred in the valley.

Each Buddha statue has its own posture. Some are sitting on a lotus throne, with their eyes slightly closed, with kind eyebrows; others are sitting cross-legged, holding a magical instrument, and are majestic and solemn.

Countless Buddha statues spoke at the same time, chanting ancient scriptures. The sound is like a bell or a gurgling stream, full of solemn and sacred power.

Golden light emanates from each Buddha statue, converging into a sea of ​​light.

Master Rong and Boss Wang had already squatted down with their heads in their hands. Those Sanskrit sounds kept drilling into their ears like bugs, and those golden lights penetrated into their eyes like fine needles. Even if they covered their ears and closed their eyes, it had no effect. .

They only felt that their heads were buzzing and the pain was unbearable, and their bodies were riddled with holes from the golden light.

Suddenly, a purple mist rose up, forming a barrier around them, blocking out the sound and golden light.

Master Rong and Boss Wang seemed to have returned from hell, breathing heavily.

Lin Manqing was floating above them, holding a purple cloud like jade, frowning slightly, looking coldly ahead.

Of course she is not afraid of Zhan Kong. Although Zhan Kong's magic power is very powerful, the last time they were in the hotel, the two of them had already distinguished themselves.

But this time, Xie Kong relied on the Thousand Buddha Formation to increase his strength several times.

This Thousand Buddha Formation relies on the power of the earth's veins and combines it with the Buddha's teachings. Although it is not ever-changing, it has a formation in which everything is empty.

Lin Manqing heard Li Muchen say that this is where the Taihang and Yanshan landlines meet, and it is also the place where the two dragons meet.

The Ghost King chose this tomb as if he intended to block the capital's dragon energy.

However, I don’t know which eminent monk in the Buddhist world built the Thousand Buddha Array here, and I don’t know if this Thousand Buddha Array is to help the ghost king? Or suppress the Ghost King and prevent him from blocking the dragon's veins?

Lin Manqing originally preferred the latter.

Because the only places that can set up such a grand formation in this place are the big temples in the capital and Mount Wutai.

According to Hou Qigui, the statues in Qianfogou are from different ages, and the earliest one should be from the Tang Dynasty.

At that time, the capital was not the capital, but the governor's mansion of Youzhou.

Naturally, the Dudu Mansion would not build many Buddha statues in the valley of Yesanpo, so it had to be Mount Wutai. At that time, Buddhism was just beginning to flourish in Mount Wutai.

The prosperity of Wutai Mountain was due to Wu Zetian's power. Looking at it this way, perhaps Wu Zhao at that time had already calculated the future of Longxing, and the layout here was to block the Li family or to serve the Wu family. Resurrection?

Lin Manqing waved her hands as she wished, and pieces of purple clouds appeared and spread in the valley. The light of Sanskrit chanting Buddha was looming in the purple clouds.

Xiang Kong had seen Lin Manqing's purple light when he was in the capital, and knew that the magic weapon in her hand was powerful. But when he saw Lin Manqing using it at this moment, he smiled and said: "You use the treasure so quickly, I wonder what other abilities you have?"

After saying that, his hands changed to another type of seal, the Buddha's face sank, and the sound of Sanskrit chanting in his mouth suddenly changed. It was no longer deep compassion, but a Vajra shout.

Then he saw that at least half of the thousands of Buddha faces in mid-air suddenly became ferocious and terrifying, with distorted faces, red light flashing in their eyes, and piercing strange laughter.

The shapes of these changed Buddha statues are also constantly changing. Some have turned into ferocious demon statues, while others have grown sharp claws and spit out black smoke from their mouths.

The King Kong Demon began to dance in the air, its movements crazy and chaotic. They surrounded Lin Manqing and made a deafening roar.

Black smoke filled the air, as if it was going to swallow everything.

The entire Qianfogou Valley turned into a battlefield of light and darkness at this moment. The chants of Buddha and the roars of demons intertwined to form an extremely shocking scene.

Lin Manqing stood in the center of this chaos, frowning deeply.

This was the first time that her state of mind was disturbed. Between the compassion and majesty of the Buddha and the evil madness of the devil, her spirit was uncertain.

Light and darkness, good and evil, are intertwined in this ancient ravine, as if they are engaged in an endless battle.

Only then did she realize clearly that there was still a lot of room for improvement in her cultivation, and the limit for upward breakthrough seemed to be just behind the illusory space where Buddhas and demons appeared.

The purple clouds slowly gathered around her, being continuously compressed.

Lin Manqing sank slowly, as if she was about to sink into hell.

Thousands of Buddhas laughed and ten thousand demons mocked, watching her sinking.

Lin Manqing is waiting, the limit of sinking, the edge of destruction.

Just when she was about to die, she waved her left hand as she wished, and the thick purple cloud compressed into a ball suddenly burst out.

And with her right hand, she pulled out the hairpin on her head and gave it a slight stroke.

A red phoenix soared into the sky, bringing a line of fire across the sky and cutting through the entire valley.

Thousands of Buddhas are silent, and all demons are extinguished.