I'm not the underworld

Chapter 818 That day, the sea of ​​clouds churned
Mount Emei is the Taoist place of Samantabhadra. In the Western Han Dynasty, the Buddha entered this mountain, and the whole mountain turned from Taoism to Buddha. Today, various temples can be seen everywhere.

Because it is a famous mountain, there are many tourists, and it can be regarded as the heyday of incense.

At this time, in this mountain, the only one who can be regarded as the elder brother of the Patriarch of Emei is Samantabhadra Bodhisattva himself.

After all, the current strength of Emei Patriarch is also at the top of the list.

With this call for help, the sky was full of wind and clouds, and the floating clouds were ever-changing. A white elephant descended on the cloud, and sitting cross-legged on the white elephant was a monk with a strange face, somewhat similar to the exaggerated Bodhisattva statue in the temple.

After all, Mount Emei is the dojo of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, so it's no wonder that his every move affects the vicissitudes of the mountain.

"My lord, can my lord give this little monk some face, my junior sister doesn't know my lord, so I don't intend to offend you!" When Puxian Bodhisattva came, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Chen Yifan, and just laughed along with him.

"To save you?" Chen Yifan smiled.

Since the Samantabhadra Bodhisattva called him Venerable, he must have heard a little about his previous life. Could it be that he thought that such an existence in his previous life should give him face?
"Do you think you are qualified? Ask me to save face?" Chen Yifan asked back.

Although the Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's attitude is acceptable, it's not impossible to spare the Emei Patriarch, as long as she sends people to participate in the martial arts conference wisely.

But... Puxian Bodhisattva's words, giving him face, made Chen Yifan unhappy.

What does it mean to give him face?That is to say, he must be scruples about this Puxian Bodhisattva. How much status does Puxian Bodhisattva have in front of him?

Excuse me, who are you?I don't even know you, so why give you face?You have a big face!
"My lord! Don't be too arrogant, otherwise, I'm afraid you will follow in the same footsteps." Puxian Bodhisattva reminded displeased after hearing the words.

So far, Chen Yifan hasn't been to Lingshan yet. Heavenly Court has been tortured, and it seems that the Western Lingshan is not far behind!

That being the case, looking at Pu Xian and Patriarch Emei in front of him, Chen Yifan's expression darkened.

There was another change of wind and cloud, and the tourists in the mountains were pleasantly surprised. They came at just the right time, and they were lucky enough to see the wonders of the sea of ​​clouds for thousands of miles.

Suddenly, some people saw the phantom of a white elephant in the sea of ​​clouds, which caused the tourists to exclaim and jump for joy. When the tour guide saw it, he excitedly talked about the legend of Mount Emei.

As a result, tourists bowed down one after another, and even tourists who were originally atheists, under the influence of the wonders and the people around them, also bowed down.

It's a pity that this wonder didn't last long, and it disappeared after just a while.

At this time, the sky started to rain lightly.

In Mount Emei, in the primeval forest area that is not accessible to tourists, Chen Yifan and Ao Lingyuan walked together like they did when they came here.

When the light rain fell on his cheeks, Chen Yifan was quite displeased, so he casually folded a leaf on the side of the road, and a green umbrella appeared in his hand.

Chen Yifan raised the umbrella towards Ao Lingyuan, but Ao Lingyuan smiled and avoided it: "I won't open this umbrella, your umbrella is green!"

Immediately, happily turning back into the dragon body, flying above the clouds, bursts of melodious laughter like silver bells came from Chen Yifan's ears.

As a dragon, who has raised most of her life in the East China Sea, Ao Lingyuan likes rain.

Chen Yifan shrugged and didn't mind. He just argued, "What's wrong with the green? The green is fresh and pleasant, full of the breath of life..."

Far away, the tourists only heard the bursts of thunder. Ao Lingyuan's laughter fell to their ears, but it was a majestic and violent thunder.

It's raining well!
At this time, the tourists who were bathing in the rain, after going back, found their old problems, all right!

Recalling the experience of this trip, they all thought it was the manifestation of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.

After all, they checked the information after they went back, and the white elephant was the mount of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.

They saw that strange appearance in the sea of ​​clouds, and bathed in this spiritual rain, which had such a strange effect, how could it not be the manifestation of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva?

Even some terminally ill patients who went out to travel in their limited lives to let themselves go for a while, all recovered after returning this time.

As a result, not long after, Mount Emei, which was supposed to be in the off-season, flooded with a large number of tourists to burn incense and worship Buddha on the mountain, fulfilling their wishes!
In fact, it was indeed Samantabhadra Bodhisattva who manifested his spirit. He turned into this rain of spirits, and after ten thousand years of cultivation, he returned to the heaven and the earth.

Lingshan didn't have a list of gods. As long as he was strong enough, Chen Yifan would kill them in minutes.

The gate of Mount Emei in the rain has been around for a long time, but it is still intact and smooth. The bluestone has a moist luster, and raindrops are falling regularly under the eaves.

The entire mountain gate was completely silent, deathly silent!

There is no trace of life in the mountain gate. If there is, there are moss under the eaves and grass in the crevices of the stone.

At Nuo Da's mountain gate, many corpses were lying here and there, but there was no blood, not even a drop, everything seemed so strange.

Moreover, it seems to be able to feel the danger here, birds do not cross, insects do not sing, even the reckless wild boar in the mountains turns around and flees when it wanders in front of the gate of Mount Emei unintentionally.

To kill chickens to warn monkeys, there must always be a martial arts sect, and you must pay the price for your own uniqueness and your own integrity.

The lucky one, when the dust settled, was Emei who repeatedly refused to give Chen Yifan face!

When Guo Yingyao fulfilled his promise to Chen Yifan and brought people to Emei to "discuss" with the head of Emei, what he saw was such a chilling scene.

At that moment, Guo Yingyao couldn't help but rejoice that it wasn't him, or his gang of beggars, who ended up like this!
"Go! Go!" After a while, Guo Yingyao came to his senses and murmured to the disciples he had brought.

There is no need to come to this place anymore.

As soon as the news of Emei's extermination of the sect spread, the martial arts world was shocked. It was a sect with thousands of years of experience!
For thousands of years, it has risen or declined, and has not fallen to the level of second-rate or third-rate.

But now, once the family is destroyed, it feels like a dream.

However, this dream, people in the martial arts are still afraid to touch it, and dare not go to the root of it to ask, who is it that destroyed Emei overnight?
They dare not ask, dare not investigate, just because they know it well.

This answer kept them silent. Those small sects who followed the Beggars' Gang and Emei and opposed Chen's respect, immediately prepared generous gifts and rushed to Nandu to participate in the martial arts conference held by the Chen family!

I only hope that I can make an apology to the Chen family in time for the last day of the martial arts conference!

When those martial arts forces who had participated in the martial arts conference saw this unusual day, all sects were apologizing to the Chen family, and they were still a little helpless in their hearts, and felt complacent.

Labor and management still have the foresight, otherwise, there must be one of these grandchildren who humbly apologize and apologize!

(End of this chapter)