Conferred Gods: Starting from the Third Prince Long

Chapter 162 The Great Law of Destroying the Soul

Ao Bing was secretly surprised, feeling that although the Western Sect was not as strong as the Jie Jiao, it could definitely crush the Chan Sect.

But this is not the scariest thing.

What really frightened him was that people with such strong strength could still work together as one, and work together to deal with the outside world.

On the other hand, the East has always been in a state of internal strife.

Nuo Da's sect was torn apart by his brothers and became a joke to the entire Three Realms.

Fortunately fortunately.

Fortunately, I am not a member of the Interpretation and Interpretation Sect.

He was secretly happy, and looked at these rights and wrongs purely for fun.

Anyway, he is protected by heaven. As long as he doesn't make mistakes, others can't do anything to him.

The two of them continued walking into the courtyard, and met several more people on the way, including Mahasthamaprapta, Ksitigarbha, etc., all of whom were masters of Western religions.

Some of them meditate, some debate mysteries, and each is busy.

When he arrived at a gallery, Maitreya Taoist asked him to settle down and wait for the start of the ceremony.

If you are bored in your spare time, you can also go to the Waterfall Courtyard to discuss scriptures with others.

Ao Bing nodded in agreement and settled in the courtyard.

He was obviously restless, wandering around in his spare time, listening to the scriptures on the surface, but secretly surveying the terrain.

During this period, people from Western religions arrived at Xuedou Mountain from time to time.

Maitreya introduced him, and Ao Bing looked familiar to them all.

On the fourteenth day, after listening to Ksitigarbha's lecture on the Mahavairocana Sutra, he returned to his room and entered meditation.

Not long after, there was sudden commotion outside.

"on fire!"

"on fire!"

Panic shouts resounded throughout the Zen courtyard, mixed with the sounds of chaotic footsteps.

Ao Bing opened the door and took a look.

Good guy.

The ancient city at the foot of the mountain was raging with fire, the flames were billowing, and the dim light spread across thousands of miles.

Countless residents struggled, ran, and prayed in the fire...

Looking closely, the fire was no ordinary fire. It was green and gloomy. It was somewhat similar to the phosphorus ghost fire used by the Lord of the Underworld in the past.

Boom—boom!

Before the situation could be judged clearly, several explosions sounded one after another, shaking the entire Xuedou Mountain.

I don't know who it was, but quietly released a few thunderbolts halfway up the mountain. Countless boulders and debris exploded, rushing towards the houses of the ancient city like a tsunami and landslide.

If it were pressed into the city, tens of thousands of people would die.

"Ms. Ganlin, there are national laws and regulations, and the local magic is too rude."

Ao Bing was dissatisfied and cursed.

If you want to grab the relics, just grab the relics. Why bother blowing up the mountain and affecting tens of thousands of lives?

Isn't this a job for me?

He took out the golden exquisite tower and flew down the mountain with the cloud light.

As the righteous god of heaven, there are conflicts with Western religions, but it is impossible to watch these people being burned to death or suffocated to death just because of conflicts.

In the Waterfall Courtyard, there were many people who had the same idea as him.

Knowing that this was a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain, he had no choice but to take up the escape light and go to the rescue.

Ao Bing flew over the ancient city and threw the Linglong Tower in his hand.

Roar--

Roaring dragons roared, and the golden pagoda rose in the air, releasing eight mighty dragons.

The dragon snakes around like red ribbons dancing in the sky, roaring and occupying eight directions.

The dragon sucked the water and swallowed the city full of flames.

The will-o'-the-wisps were originally surging and raging wildly in the city. Suddenly, they were attracted by the fire dragon and flew up like dandelions, filling the sky.

Then, hundreds of rivers flowed back, and thousands of sands turned into a sea, which merged into eight fire tornadoes in different directions.

One after another, it is very spectacular.

The monstrous fire was thus contained.

But the crisis did not end just like that.

Rumble-

The earth trembled, and the disintegrating rocks and debris were like thousands of horses galloping, wrapping up hundreds of millions of smoke and dust.

The ground shook and houses collapsed. The wild horses from the mountains are unbridled and sweeping down. If they are not stopped, the people in the city will still die.

Ao Bing's head was sweating in a hurry. It was always easy to kill people but difficult to save others. When faced with this kind of thing, he really couldn't care less about his head than his body.

At the critical moment, a cassock suddenly descended from the sky, boundless like a sky curtain, blocking the ancient city.

"Prince, don't panic, Pindao is here!"

Ao Bing raised his head. He saw a man wearing a crown and heavenly clothes. He held a jewel in his left hand and a tin staff in his right hand. He had a kind face.

It is the Western teaching "Ksitigarbha".

He threw out his cassock, and the wall was like a solid mountain, blocking thousands of waves of earth.

Another great person threw down the vase.

The bottle is full of clear light. What it contains is not water, but the light of wisdom.

The light spit out from the mouth of the bottle and covered tens of thousands of common people, and the faint ghost fire could no longer hurt the people at all.

At the same time, will-o'-the-wisps danced, like moths rushing to the flame, swarming into the mouth of the bottle.

Ao Bing breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his sense of responsibility was still too heavy.

Westerners can solve these problems by themselves, so why should he interfere, so he took over Linglong Pagoda.

"I had known that all of you venerables had superb methods, but when I saw them today, they were indeed extraordinary."

He folded his hands and said politely, and Ksitigarbha and Dazhizhi both smiled and said kindly:

"The prince has a kind heart and deserves to be the righteous man of heaven..."

The rainbow fart is not over yet,

Boom, boom!

There were several more explosions, and the fire shot into the sky, illuminating the dark night like day.

The three people turned their heads in shock and discovered that the sound came from the waterfall courtyard on the top of the mountain.

The thunderbolt is so powerful that it is only stronger than the mountainside.

"How brave!"

Maitreya Taoist shouted angrily, his voice resounding throughout the sky.

Immediately the top of the mountain lit up with a mighty golden light, like the sun rising high, illuminating the world in all directions.

"Hahahaha, Western teaching methods are nothing more than this. Let's take action together...take action...take action..."

The faint voice is dark and mysterious, echoing in the heaven and earth, endlessly.

"Who is he?" The Great Power Supreme asked in confusion.

Next second,

She suddenly became dizzy, and the soul in her orifice flew out uncontrollably. She was sucked away by the sound in the blink of an eye and disappeared without a trace.

Only an empty body is left sitting on the lotus platform, sleeping dully.

Ao Bing opened his mouth, his expression blank.

What's the situation?

You still have to call someone by name when someone calls you "by name", but you sucked the soul away just by answering?

He was about to ask Ksitigarbha next to him when a voice suddenly echoed in his ears:

"Don't talk, this is the soul-catching technique of Tianyin, the ancestor of Tianyin in Luzhou, Beiju.

If you respond to his call, you will immediately be pulled by Qi, lock your soul, and he will take away your essence.

Never speak. "

The voice was Jizo's, but the other person's lips were tightly closed, and it was clear that no sound came out.

After being reminded, Ksitigarbha did not have time to explain. With a wave of his sleeves, he took away the physical body of the Supreme Being and flew towards the Baolu in the Waterfall Courtyard with the rainbow light.

Ao Bing was silent and at a loss.

Ancestor Tianyin couldn’t even hear it...

wrong.

I seem to have really heard it.

Isn't it the Patriarch Tianyin who believed in the creation of the ghost kingdom by Yinshi Mingjun?

Could it be that the other party still has something to do with that old ghost?

Ao Bing didn't expect that he would run into his former enemies when he went out to attend the meeting.

No wonder the fire in the city was so terrible and tragic, it was similar to the "phosphorous ghost fire" of the Yinshi Mingjun, and the co-authors were all members of the same family?

If the other party knew that it was me who killed Hades, would they seek revenge from me?

Ao Bing felt that he had to be on guard.

This is how Jie Jiao was dragged down bit by bit.

It’s better to be prepared than unprepared.

"First observe the methods of Patriarch Tianyin."

His eyes fluctuated, and he flew high to watch the battle from a distance.

(End of this chapter)