Apricot of the Great Desolation

Chapter 404 Ksitigarbha’s great wish, the death of the blood demon?
Monkey knew how vast Hunyuan's power was, and he had been prepared for a fierce battle before he came.

But after seeing Ksitigarbha's magical power, I still felt scared!
He just chanted the Buddha's name and broke through the array of ghosts that could crush him at any time. All fear came from the unknown. He knew the method of Buddhist salvation, but he had never seen anything so terrifying.

Sun Wukong was not afraid of his own death. Before participating in this calamity, he had already ignored life and death.

But the scene of hundreds of millions of ghosts and gods being saved under the Buddha's name is really terrifying.

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of losing himself, being converted, and becoming a puppet who maintains his own consciousness but succumbs to Buddhism. That is the real life worse than death.

Just when the monkey was about to fight to the death, the unknown Ksitigarbha on the opposite side actually got out of the way, and Sun Wukong asked with a vigilant look:
"Old monk, what tricks are you playing?"

Ksitigarbha looked calm, neither sad nor happy, and said calmly: "The poor monk didn't play any tricks, and he also knew the donor's intention. The poor monk didn't try to stop him, just let the donor pass by!"

Sun Wukong was suspicious in his heart. The monk in front of him was so powerful that he had no doubt that this Bodhisattva who had guarded the underworld for hundreds of millions of years had the power to destroy them.

Most of these powerful men are old foxes, and they can create causes and effects quietly. Who knows if they have set a trap for him?

For a moment, Sun Wukong didn't dare to take action.

Seeing this, Dizang explained again: "If the donor must have a reason, the poor monk can only say: My Buddha is no longer a Buddha, and the devil is not a devil. Let the flames of the devil burn all sins and create a pure land of bliss. My Buddha’s way out!”

"To change, you need to change first, and then you can change. The poor monk wants to create a true Buddhism!"

When Sun Wukong heard this, his eyes widened immediately, "Are you one of our own?"
Looking at Ji Zang's serious expression, Sun Wukong didn't know if he was lying.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva guards the underworld and is the spokesperson of Buddhism in the underworld. Buddhism’s practice of reincarnation requires crossing the Small Six Paths of Yinshan Mountain.

Ksitigarbha, who holds this authority, only has the status of Bodhisattva, but in terms of status, he is no less than the Buddhas of the three generations.

But now, this existence standing at the top of the Buddhist pyramid has betrayed Buddhism, which really makes people feel dreamy.

"Is the Bodhisattva really willing to give way?" Sun Wukong asked again with some disbelief.

"Monks don't lie!"

"The Buddhas are about to reincarnate and return, so please make a decision as soon as possible!" Ksitigarbha reminded him kindly.

Sun Wukong didn't care if it was a trap or not, he had no choice, and with Ksitigarbha's cultivation, it would be easy to crush him to death.

He led the few quasi-holy ghost kings and Daluo ghost generals, bypassing Ksitigarbha and heading towards the Little Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Ksitigarbha did not stop him at all, he just put his palms up in front of his chest and recited the Purana Sutra softly.

Sun Wukong looked back as if he was feeling something. The evil ghosts, who were originally extremely fierce and full of resentment, all nodded and lowered their eyebrows at this time. Buddha's light bloomed on their bodies, looking like good people who had been reincarnated for ten lifetimes.

Seeing this situation, Sun Wukong shuddered and secretly thought "evil door" in his heart, and then he did not dare to look further.

……

In the Zixiao Palace, although Hongjun Luohou was still fighting fiercely, with Zhang Ye's inspiration, he also saw what happened in the underworld.

"not bad!"

Hongjun gave Ksitigarbha a very fair evaluation and did not belittle Ksitigarbha because he helped Luo Hu.

Being able to get a "not bad" evaluation from Hongjun is already telling. When he evaluated Zhang Ye back then, it was just a "good" word. None of the other three generations of Xuanmen disciples were worthy of his evaluation. .

Zhang Ye also sighed: "With a firm heart, he has stayed in the underworld for hundreds of millions of years, and he has clearly understood his own path. There is really an outstanding person in the West!"

"My junior brother entered the underworld with him, but now he is very different."

Luo Hou looked at Ksitigarbha in the picture, and then at the scene of hundreds of millions of evil ghosts prostrating in front of him, and he couldn't help but have thoughts in his heart.

As we all know, Luo Hou, the Demon Ancestor, likes talents the most. Putting such a good young talent in the West is indeed a bit unfair.

However, this matter needs to be considered in the long run. The current demon sect and Buddhism are still in the honeymoon period, and it is not appropriate to go to war.So Luo Hou temporarily put aside this idea and asked instead:
"Fellow Taoist, Ksitigarbha did not take action. It seems that I have won this round."

Hongjun's face was calm, neither sad nor happy, and the jade plate of good fortune hung down from the top of his head. Tens of thousands of divine lights, strands of chaotic energy, like flying fairy waterfalls, set off him like the ancestor of all immortals, the source of all Taos.

He stretched out the Tian Fuchen in his hand, gently drew a circle of light, and another projection appeared, and he said:

"Fellow Taoist, don't be anxious. It's not the end yet, and everything is unknown. Just wait and see!"

Zixiao Palace is located in chaos, and Hongjun has never opened up anything like a small world in Zixiao Palace. The law of time does not exist. Only a moment may have passed here, but thousands of years have passed since the beginning.

This war has been going on for 30 years. It is a frontal battlefield, a battle between the East and West demons.

At first, the Demon Sect relied on its huge numerical advantage to suppress the Dao Sect. However, as time gradually passed, the balance of the war between the Dao and the Demons became closer to balance.

Warfare is all about logistics and resources, and Sanqing is professional in this aspect. After all, refining elixirs, refining weapons, and refining arrays are all methods of accumulating wealth.

The Taoist disciples have the home field advantage, especially the Jie Jiao disciples. All of them are formation masters. A large formation is laid out in one square, and endless formations are connected to form a shocking formation. All kinds of formations with shining divine lights are in the void. Faintly visible.

This is Tongtian's special skill, and it has already been shown in the Ten Jue Formation. When different formations from ten directions are combined, the Ten Jue Formation can be formed.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation is the culmination of this formation method.

Although no Hunyuan Saint participated, all the saints could see that the power of this formation was no less than the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation from the ancient times, and even exceeded it.

Yuqing continued to refine forbidden weapons, which are equivalent to one-time-use spirit treasures, and repaired many spirit treasures.

Except for the Sword Immortal who pursues the ultimate offensive power, the disciples of the other three religions are all armed to the teeth.

Among them, the disciples of Yuqing are the most important. Without more than ten spiritual treasures hanging on their bodies, they are embarrassed to say that they are disciples of the Yuqing lineage.

The Taiqing lineage is different. These people are divided into two groups. One group practices the golden elixir method, using themselves as elixirs, spiritual creatures and spiritual materials as elixirs, and even using heaven and earth as furnaces.

They specialize in refining various elixirs to ensure logistical equipment.

There is also a group of beings who practice the Sword Dao of Supreme Forgetfulness. These people each open up the true meaning of the Tao - the unkindness of heaven and earth, and enter the state of Supreme Forgetfulness.

Substituting one's own heart for the heaven's heart, treating all living beings as stupid dogs, opening up absolute reason, and cutting off all delusions, one is even crazier than the demons.

The battle between the top Hunyuan is another matter.Jin Ling's attack power was unparalleled. Sitting on the Qixiang chariot, the wheels flew through the void, making a loud rumbling sound.

Around the chariot, thousands of golden long swords pointed forward, carrying the sharp power of destroying everything. The Four Elephant Tower was suspended above the head, and the sun and moon beads surrounded the body. The dragon and tiger jade Ruyi was in hand, with unparalleled killing intent.

She was like a majestic and noble supreme female queen, with words full of murderous intent coming from her mouth:
"Since fellow Taoist monks have come to the East, there is no need to go back!"

Not far away, the Bone Demon has changed drastically. The ferocious bone spurs are sprouting from all over the body. The body is covered with a layer of white bone armor. The two white bone claws have also turned into two bone knives. The whole person looks like a man who only wants to kill. Raw weapons of war.

Facing Jin Ling's attack, the Bone Demon was in unspeakable suffering. The armor on his body, which was comparable to the best innate spirit treasure, was attacked by Jin Ling's flying gold sword, like paper, and could be broken with a single poke.

However, the formation does not lose when losing. The Bone Demon has the strongest physical defense among the four Hunyuan deities in the Demon Realm. Naturally, it is impossible for him to show cowardice. Although the spiritual treasure in Jin Ling's hand is stronger than him, he is not afraid and sneered:
"Fellow Taoist, you are just relying on the power of the spiritual treasure to show off your evil! You are a female, and I will not care about you!"

Hearing this, the Golden Spirit Mother's eyes narrowed, and more flying swords flew in the air.

Chi Jingzi is the exact opposite of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit. The blood demon directly sets off a sea of ​​blood, which is magnificent and full of filthy air, which can pollute the soul and body of immortals and gods.

Although Chi Jing was protected by the Eight Trigrams Purple Ribbon Immortal Clothes and the Yin-Yang Mirror, the two spiritual treasures could not withstand the power of the sea of ​​blood, and the edges were already contaminated.

Moreover, the blood demon practices the avenue of blood, which is similar to the magical power of Styx. In this sea of ​​blood, he is immortal.

The blood demon even louder said: "If the blood sea never dries up, the blood demon will never die!"

The yin-yang front of the red sperm killed one of its incarnations, but it had no fundamental effect.

Seeing this scene, a name appeared in the hearts of all the Hunyuan saints watching the battle!
Wanshou Mountain is located at the junction of east and west, right on the battlefield of the Dao-Demon War, but it was hidden by Zhen Yuanzi in the void space.

When he saw this scene, he spat: "He is really a ruthless and unjust person. If it weren't for Tianzun, he would still be in that bloody sea of ​​filth!"

Zhen Yuanzi raised his foot and stamped his foot, and a message came out from the ground and followed the power of the earth's veins to the battlefield.

All this was extremely obscure, and apart from the three people from Zixiao Palace and the four Chaos Demon Gods from Chaos Heaven, only Hou Tu was aware of it.

Chi Jing struggled to hold on. Suddenly, a message appeared in his mind. His eyes lit up, and he immediately assumed a mysterious posture, held the law in his hand, and shouted softly:
"Please God! The yin and yang mirror can reflect the past, present and future!"

As the words fell, a mysterious power blessed Chi Jing's body. It was faintly visible, with a black and yellow aura filling the air, and a kind and kind figure stood behind him.

This is a technique to invite gods. It is one of the 72 magical powers of Earthly Evil. It is not very powerful and is only suitable for people below Hunyuan. It is useless above Hunyuan.

But Chi Jing was not borrowing his cultivation, but the personality of the ancestor of the Earth Immortal.

"The sea of ​​blood will never dry up, and the blood demon will never die? Today, Pindao will show fellow Taoists what it means to move mountains and fill the sea!"

The vast Xuanhuang power poured into Red Semen's body. In an instant, he felt that all the famous mountains and rivers in the world were at his mercy!
Moving mountains is not something you can do casually. With Chi Jing's cultivation, if you move some small ancient sacred mountains, you can naturally move them easily. But if you move large ancient sacred mountains, such as Kunlun and Xumi, you can use the "ancestor of the earth immortals" to move them. Neither does grid.

After just thinking for a moment, Chi Jingzheng thought of the person to move the mountain. He formed a seal with his hands, and a mysterious power appeared in the dark.

Across thousands of mountains and rivers, we arrived at Mount Taihua. This was the dojo of Chi Jingjing and the ancient sacred mountain with which he had the deepest ties.

Taihua Mountain is also a vast ancient sacred mountain, only slightly inferior to the Five Mountains. In terms of personality, it is almost as different as the fifth heaven of Hunyuan.

Even with the blessing of the "Ancestor of the Earthly Immortal", it was extremely difficult for the red sperm to move. In the end, he felt cruel, and the great power surged out of his body, rushed to the bottom of Taihua Mountain, and held it up forcefully.

Taihua Mountain was moved and moved to the battlefield from the east by the Red Sperm.

Without hesitation, it hit the blood sea directly. In an instant, a huge whirlpool appeared on the surface of the blood sea. The next moment, the power of the ancient sacred mountain showed up and filled the blood sea.

The verbal description is naturally a bit long, but in fact it just happened in a moment.

Before the Gore Demon could react, Chi Jingzhi, dressed in the Eight Trigrams Purple Ribbon Immortal Clothes, appeared in front of the Gore Demon in the blink of an eye. Before the power of the god was dissipated, he directly picked up the Yin-Yang Mirror and hit the Gore Demon in the face with the mirror. .

The power of yin and yang burst out, carrying a strong black and yellow aura, directly killing the blood demon.

Everyone in the Taoist sect had a look of surprise on their faces. Unexpectedly, Chi Jing, who had the lowest cultivation level, was the first to decide the winner.

Seeing the blood demon succumbing to death in full view of the public, the Taoist disciples suddenly became more energetic, and for a moment, they actually suppressed the demon sect and beat him.

However, Chi Jing's face was still solemn. Although he had not killed the Hunyuan, he knew that the Blood Demon was not dead. Without him, it would be impossible for Honghuang to have no reaction at all if a Hunyuan died.

At the same time, the power to invite God suddenly dissipated.

Chi Jing staggered and looked inwards at his own body. He couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile on his face. His soul was intact and his physical body was still there. There was an filthy air lingering on the three spiritual treasures of the Yin and Yang Mirror.

However, his avenue has begun to collapse piece by piece. Taihua Mountain is too heavy. Even if he has the status of the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, he has to pay the price.

He was independent in the void, with corpses of demons stepping on his feet, and a sea of ​​blood surging. He was dressed in purple fairy clothes and looked like a fairy, and the scene beneath him made him look like a god of death.

On the largest Hunyuan battlefield, Xuandu, Duobao, and Yuding faced Wutian. They stood in a chaotic world, where earth, fire, water, and wind were raging.

At the top is a golden bridge, emitting bright golden light, with thousands of rays of light and thousands of auspicious colors. There are talismans of the heavenly path looming in it, and the voice of the prophecy of the great avenue is vaguely absent.

At the bottom is a Tai Chi picture, with yang within the yang and yin within the yang. Two fish, black and white, chase each other and rotate, interpreting the wonders of the supreme heaven and earth.

Three of them besieged one and the fight was extremely hard. The black lotus under the Wutian Seat was used by the Demon Sect to suppress luck. After millions of years of luck, it was already an innate treasure.

The lotus-type spiritual treasures are famous for their versatility, they can attack and defend, and can also assist in suppression.

For a moment, the three of them could do nothing to Wu Tian. Of course, Wu Tian could do nothing to them.

Seeing that the Blood Demon was suddenly overturned, the three of them were stunned. Guang Chengzi and Yu Ding showed joy on their faces.

As long as one battlefield is freed up, the war will be decided.

But Xuandu was not so optimistic. He practiced the Golden Elixir Path and was also good at medicine. He could tell at a glance that Chi Jing was just holding on.

He said loudly: "Fellow Taoist Wutian, I don't need red sperm to kill you. Three poor Taoists are enough!"

Wutian was not annoyed, just smiled lightly: "I am about to learn the supernatural powers of fellow Taoists!"

　The flu has been very serious recently. Fellow Taoists, please be more careful.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)