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

With a loud bang, the giant palm burst into flames, like a huge fire cloud with a hole in the middle.

The monks seemed to be in a sea of ​​fire. They were scorching hot all over and their faces were red. The formation came to a halt and could no longer be operated.

Yun Tong was shocked and thought to himself that something was wrong. He clasped his hands together, roared, and recited the six-word mantra.

"Om... Ma... Ne... Pa... Ne... Hum..."

The bell in the bell tower rang again, and Buddha's light surged in the sky of Western Zhou Dynasty. The huge palm above the head emitted light, filling the hole in the palm. The red cloud turned into black cloud and pressed down again.

Lin Manqing sneered and threw the phoenix hairpin in her hand away. It turned into a burning phoenix, spread its flaming wings, and held the giant palm of Tathagata.

"Suzaku!" Yun Tong was shocked and wanted to ask this woman where she came from and why she could control the soul of Suzaku.

But there was no time to stop at this time, as both sides were at a critical juncture.

Yun Tong felt a little regretful. He was too reckless just now. He should have waited until the master was here to take action. If the master was here, why would he be afraid of this female devil? But the master happened to be called to Yedou Peak by the old ancestor, and he didn't know when he would come down.

Yun Tong chanted the mantra intensified to stabilize the formation. As long as the formation was not broken, the power of Xiantong Temple's thousand-year-old Buddhist teachings would be there. No matter how powerful this female devil was, her magic power would be exhausted.

But at this moment, he heard a phoenix cry from the sky.

Looking up, I saw the Vermilion Bird suddenly raise its head upwards, pierce the giant palm, rush into the air, flip over, fold its wings, and dash downwards.

There was a loud bang in the mind, and it was as if a bomb was dropped on people's heads.

The giant palm above his head shattered and turned into a rain of fire that fell down from the sky.

"careful!"

Yun Tong exclaimed, this rain of fire carried the power of Vairocana Tathagata blessed by the six-syllable mantra, plus the burning of the Vermillion Bird. If it fell on a person, the person would surely be turned into ashes.

But he was no longer able to save his disciples and could only watch the rain of fire fall. His heart was filled with sorrow and he even stopped protecting himself. He silently recited the Great Compassion Mantra and prepared to die.

Suddenly, a yellow light flew swiftly from the mountain behind Xiantong Temple, flew above the temple and covered the entire sky. Wind rose and clouds rolled inward, trapping all the fire rain and turning it into a yellow cloth bag.

A tall monk walked down the mountain and appeared in front of everyone in one step. He reached out and took the yellow cloth bag in his hand, shook it twice, shaking out a few sparks, and then put it on his body.

It turned out to be a yellow monk's robe of his.

Abbot Yuntong saw the monk and shouted with great joy, "Master!"

The other monks shouted in unison with even more respect: "Master!"

The person who came was none other than Venerable Xingkong who came down from Yedou Peak.

Xingkong glanced at Lin Manqing, a little surprised, and thought to himself, could this be the guest the old wizard was talking about?

He was about to ask when Xiantong came to complain: "Master, it was this witch who destroyed the Thousand Buddha Dharma Array and killed Master Xiankong!"

"Really?" Xingkong frowned slightly and asked.

Xiantong said: "Yes, she admitted it herself."

Lin Manqing did not defend herself because there was no need. Xiankong attained enlightenment and passed away in meditation. If the monks in Mount Wutai could not even figure out how Xiankong died, then it was not worth her defending herself.

Xingkong saw that Lin Manqing didn't say anything and thought she admitted it.

He originally wanted to take Lin Manqing to Black Dragon Pond to meet Master Huideng, but Xiankong was his junior fellow apprentice. It seemed unreasonable for him to ignore the matter in front of all the monks in the courtyard.

"Humph, you destroyed my Buddha formation, harmed my junior brother, and dared to break into the Foshan Holy Land. I will surrender you today. Xiantong, ring the bell and set up the formation!"

Xingkong was not stupid. When he came down just now, he had already seen the Vermilion Bird flying through the clouds and knew that the person who came was a very powerful person.

Xiankong and he were brothers in the same sect, and their cultivation levels were similar, with Xiankong even slightly higher. Since Xiankong would fall into the hands of the other party, he naturally did not dare to be arrogant, so he asked Xiantong to strike the bell and set up a pendulum formation, intending to use the power of the Buddhist formation to take down Lin Manqing in one fell swoop.

Xiantong was greatly encouraged. He leaped onto the bell tower in one step, picked up the bell pestle and crashed into it.

When a bell rang, the sound was much stronger than the sound of the bell just now without anyone ringing it. It was melodious and far-reaching, echoing through the mountains.

And echoes could be heard from the surrounding mountains, which were the sounds of Buddha's chanting.

It turned out that there were many temples on Mount Wutai, and Xiantong Temple was the chief among them. When the bell rang and the Dharma circle started moving, the monks from various temples sat down on the spot and chanted Buddhist mantras.

In an instant, the sky was filled with thousands of Buddha lights, the clouds turned into Tathagata, the clouds turned into Guanyin, and the Arhats and Vajras were lined up all over the sky.

When Li Asi saw this scene and heard this sound, he suddenly felt like the world was turning upside down and his head was splitting.

The same was true for Wu Yuqi next to her, except that she had inherited Wu Hongli's martial arts skills and had a certain tolerance for Buddhist mantras, making her slightly better than Li Asi.

"Axi!" Wu Yuqi supported Li Axi and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Li Asi gritted his teeth. He knew that he and Wu Yuqi could not help at all at this time. Whether they could win depended entirely on Lin Manqing.

Monk Xingkong shouted, and the divine palm reappeared from the clouds and pressed down.

Lin Manqing knew that the power of the divine palm this time was completely different from the previous one. She raised her eyebrows, and the golden hairpin in her hand swept towards the sky. The Vermillion Bird soared into the sky, and red fire burned the sky.

At the same time, many purple clouds appeared in the sky, surrounding Suzaku and surging continuously.

The Vermilion Bird soared on a purple cloud, and the flames burned the purple cloud transparently. With the help of the cloud power, the Vermilion Bird spread its wings and carried the Great Sun Tathagata Palm.

Xingkong nodded secretly: "As expected, he has some skills. It's not unfair for Xiankong to lose!"

The two sides are at a stalemate.

Xingkong thought that Lin Manqing was already at the end of her strength, so she laughed and said, "The devil is one foot high, but the Buddha is ten feet high! You can defeat my junior brother in Qianfo Valley, but it is difficult for you to defeat me in Wutai Mountain."

Lin Manqing smiled and said, "Can you beat me?"

Xingkong said: "Here there are thousands of Buddhas blessing, the Taihang and Yanshan veins converge, and there are magic arrays around the peaks. The Five Terraces will not fall, the Buddha's light will not fade, and the power of the array is endless. You are just one person, how long can you hold on?"

"Oh? Now that you mention it, I want to see how powerful your five-tier formation is?"

After Lin Manqing finished speaking, she waved the Ruyi in her hand, and purple clouds from the sky were released continuously, endlessly, and soon covered the sky and the sun, blocking the Buddha's light and the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the sky.

Xingkong was shocked and no longer cared about his identity. He stepped onto the bell tower, threw Master Yuntong away, grabbed the bell pestle himself, and hit the huge bronze bell.

when--

This sound was clearer and deeper than the one Yuntong had just made.

As the mountains echoed, the sound of the Buddha's chanting became louder.

Buddha's light reappeared in the sky, and the images of Bodhisattvas and Arhats appeared and disappeared among the purple clouds.

Seeing that it was effective, Xingkong continued to ring the bell, using up all his life's practice.

The sound of the bell changed from deep to sharp.

The originally purple-black body of the bell suddenly began to turn white.

Xingkong saw the fading bell sound and suddenly remembered something.

This bell is named "Youming". It is the treasure of Mount Wutai and the core of the magic formation connecting the five peaks.

But the old wizard also said that the bell must not be struck too much. Once it is struck too much, the formation will be reversed and the Five Peaks Lock will be broken.

Once the golden lock breaks, there will be no more power to lock up the evil ghost trapped in the prison.

When Xingkong thought of this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and immediately stopped ringing the bell.

At this moment, a loud noise came from the direction of Ye Doufeng, and the mountains shook.

Xingkong turned his head and saw a black dragon rising into the sky...