Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 500 I am a Crazy Monk
Hahaha--

The densely packed golden Buddha statue straightened its upper body from the umbrella. Under the golden umbrella, the old monk danced his sleeves wildly, throwing countless water stains and laughing wildly. His voice resounded through the rain.

"You gods are so bold, trying to disturb the world, causing chaos, and taking advantage of the opportunity, you are not good gods at all!"

With a step on his feet, his figure soared into the sky, and his waving palms formed Buddha seals. He pushed several palms against the sky even with the rain line, and his voice was also shouting violently: "Dawei Tianlong, Prajna Buddhas, big wheel Pure Land!"

boom!
A few bolts of lightning fell from the dark cloud and collided with the bombarded Dharma. The golden light exploded in the sky in an instant. The golden light pierced the eyes hard to see for a long time. The ordinary people watching from afar covered their eyes and squatted down. on the ground.

Nearby, even Han Youniang, who has a golden core cultivation base, can only close her eyes, bend her face sideways, and avoid the stabbing golden light.

Only Chen Yuan, who was at the side, was still looking up at the golden light flickering under the collision of the sky. What he saw was the reflection of the light, the silhouettes of tens of hundreds of people standing in the dark clouds. Now.

Constellation?

Chen Yuan frowned slightly, finally saw them, pinched the hands hanging by her sides, retracted her eyes, and finally looked at the old monk under the golden Buddha umbrella.

There was faint worry in my heart.

In the thick clouds, the golden Buddha's light, the light of thunder and lightning, one after another human figure fighting with a lonely figure, were outlined in the cloud.

The Buddhist light of the monk who was hit by the lightning splashed all over the place, as if frozen in frame, he was constantly struck by the bright yellow lightning. The people watching in the distant forest witnessed the whole process and heard the angry roar of the figure in the sky.

He knew Zhenhai's cultivation base, so he didn't have much chance of winning.

"Drink ah ah ah!!"

The golden light was blooming, the turbulent air waves and the afterglow of the light spread in all directions like waves, and the gusts of wind blowing between the sky and the earth, Han Youniang raised her sword to block, but was still slid two feet away on the ground by the wind.

In an instant, the torrential rain that fell from the sky slowed down in mid-air, and the thunder and lightning that swam out of the dark clouds seemed to be retracted in an instant, and the endless dark sky clouds, like cotton wool, formed a big handprint.

boom--

——The seal of the Great Subduing Demon!

With a leap of thin stature, like an old monk on a great day, Chen Yuan stood in the ruins, as if she couldn't feel everything around her, just staring at the golden light rushing towards the sky, like going up against the river one-leaf boat.

With a heart in mind, the old Zhenhai monk in the sky turned his head and roared downward in the electric light. Immediately, he flicked away the incoming electric snake with his sleeve, and glared angrily. go cloud.

The strong wind blew dense raindrops and hit the monk's robe. The old monk in Zhenhai slowly closed his eyes, and the golden light gradually rose from his body, rising and blooming like a big sun.

Chen Yuan wanted to go up to help, but with the magic circle, the Buddha's light blocked all external forces, whether it was spells or himself, he couldn't get close at all.

Chen Yuan closed her eyes, and immediately turned around and rushed towards the entrance without any hesitation.Han Youniang over there, holding a sword and looking at the sky, did not follow Chen Yuan in, but stood not far from the monks in the Wanfo Temple, staring fixedly at the fighting figures constantly appearing in the dark clouds.

Let everyone in the world, ordinary and extraordinary, feel the terrifying power of heaven, and then show kindness to save the common people, and let everyone remember that gods are omnipotent.

"The rest of Daoyou Chen, the poor monk will leave it to you, don't forget what you promised me!"

Chen Yuan nodded, walked towards the old sun, stopped after a few steps, turned around and looked at the sky, the old monk who was hit by lightning was fighting with the thunder and lightning with the magic circle Buddha umbrella.

These words can only deceive ordinary people who don't know.

And this heavy rain is caused by these stars working together to bring down the world, causing floods, famines, plagues, and death...

The old monk in Zhenhai looked at the dark clouds, floating alone in the sky, opened the erected Dharma seal, opened it and pressed it forward.

"Boss, it's done!"

The pale beard was fluttering in the wind, and the old monk who suppressed the sky shouted "Drink!" He stretched out his palm and didn't take it back. Instead, he took the vast Dharma with the other palm and smashed it towards the sky. .

"Grandmaster!"

In the sky and clouds, the majestic voice sounded again, and the second bright yellow electric snake hit with a bang, and when it landed on the monk, the golden Buddha umbrella below paused.

……

Seemingly forgetting the hesitation and fear in their hearts, they walked out of the hut into the rain, knelt down on the ground with their hands clasped together, and silently prayed that the master in the sky was safe.

Under the golden umbrella, the monk Zhenhai did not turn around, but bowed to the sky with the Buddha's seal upright, and softly chanted the Buddha's name, "I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell."

"presumptuous!"

The moment he opened his eyes again, the Buddha's light was shining brightly in his eyes, and the hand in the vertical seal suddenly opened and grabbed towards the sky, and the densely packed golden Buddha statues all around stretched out their palms at the same time.

Suddenly a word was called out from the cloud, murmured like the might of God, and in an instant, a flash of bright yellow lightning rushed out and hit the old monk directly.

"Go!"

The strong wind blows against Chen Yuan's face, and Chen Yuan's hair flutters backwards. At the same time that the golden light that exploded is exhausted, the figure in the eyes that is going upstream reappears in the sky, and the sound of "Om" resounds through the Buddha.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

The next moment, a huge sound exploded under the cloud.

At this time, footsteps came from behind, and the fat Taoist ran out of the entrance of the illusion with his sleeves spilled.

Chen Yuan clenched her fists, and went through countless things that could be thought of and recited in her mind. When she opened her mouth, she only uttered one sentence: "Zhenhai, I beg you here, and the masters of Wanfo Temple are here!"

……

Hahaha!
As if the prayer had been answered, what everyone and even Chen Yuan heard was Monk Zhenhai laughing wildly in the lightning, his sleeves fluttering, and a Buddha's palm hitting the lightning with a magic seal.

"It's like this, but the poor monk can't be restrained!"

Groups of rays of light penetrated into the cloud, and handprints comparable to the size of houses were printed on the cloud.

The monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple who were maintaining the formation suddenly sank down, their knees bent in an instant, and blood came out of many people's eyes, nose, mouth and ears.

Chen Yuan shouted from below.

"Is this the way you wait? Hahaha——"

If someone doubts, these gods will say that this is the way of nature, and they can't stop the rotation of heaven and earth. They can only go to the lower realm to save the people as much as possible.

"Vald donkey!"

In this short period of time, I have actually heard and seen some clues. The sudden heavy rain and the flood are all related to the group of gods in the sky.

With a clang, Hanyu came out of the sheath.

She didn't rush forward, but waited for the best opportunity.

At this moment, traveling through mountains and rivers, slaying demons and eliminating demons, or revitalizing the Canglan Sword Gate all become small in my heart, and they are just small fights.

(End of this chapter)