I have 99 innate treasures

Chapter 285: Thank you for nature's gift...
After hearing what Master Miaoyan said, the old demon of Cangshan Mountain showed a strange look on his old face that looked like dry tree bark. He smiled and said, "I once heard a rural saying, 'When there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey is king.' At that time, I always felt puzzled and didn't understand its meaning. But after listening to your words tonight, I have gained some understanding."

"When Emperor Yu was alive, Emperor Qian Liang Huayu did not dare to compete with him, so he surrendered his country and became a tower."

“But he couldn’t give up his own dignity and imperial power, so he named it Louwailou, hoping to be on par with the clouds, in order to show off his pitiful ambitions.”

"But in the end, his ambition was shattered and his courage was gone."

"Just like when I was forced to stay in the palace by Yao Yuqing, I was frightened by Emperor Yu again and hid in the outer building. For hundreds of years, I dared not step out of the outer building. I only dared to send some minions to stir up trouble in the outside world and play some petty tricks."

At this point, the old demon Cangshan stroked his goatee, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes: "From what you said, it seems that after Emperor Yu passed away, Emperor Qian's long-lost courage finally grew back? He even dared to step out of Louwailou?"

When he finished speaking, he shook his head again and sighed in a pretentious manner.

"It's a pity that he is not brave enough. He was brave enough to fight against the immortals back then. What a hero he was. But today he only dares to cause trouble for me, and even brings the entire Daqian... Oh, the cultivators of the entire Louwailou."

He blinked his triangular eyes, stroked his beard and smiled, jokingly saying: "Isn't this situation exactly like 'When the mountain king is away, the monkey becomes king?'"

Zen Master Miaoyan originally thought that his words could intimidate the Cangshan Old Demon, but unexpectedly, he was taken advantage of by the Old Demon to ridicule Emperor Qian.

There was a flash of panic in his eyes, but then he quickly regained his composure.

He is only 964 years old this year and has not lived enough.

No matter it was Emperor Qian's order or the mission of this trip, it was nothing compared to his own life.

The scene of thousands of families becoming Buddhas is just empty talk. Only when he is alive will all this have value.

If he died, even if there were millions or tens of millions of Buddhist families, it would have nothing to do with him.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the others around him and secretly calculated: "If I admit my mistake and leave immediately, they will definitely report everything that happened today to Emperor Qian. The old demon openly insulted Your Majesty, and the things that I dared not investigate will also be known to Your Majesty."

“In this case, we might as well let this old demon destroy them. In this way, even if the mission fails, it cannot be blamed on me. Your Majesty will only remember the old demon Cangshan and send monks with higher cultivation and more powerful magical powers to eliminate the demon!”

As soon as he thought of this, Miao Yan pretended to be livid and shouted angrily: "Shut up, old devil. I am standing here today, how can I allow you to insult His Majesty!"

"Observe the mind, observe the brightness, observe the moon, observe Zen, observe concentration, observe enlightenment, observe purity, observe concepts, and set up the formation immediately!"

"Today, I want to see whether the magic power of the old demon Cangshan is better or our Buddhist teachings are better!"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Taoist Ku Rong and Taoist Xuan Ji, and said coldly: "This devil killed my junior brother without considering the friendship of fellow Taoists, and then openly despised Da Qian, and even insulted Your Majesty with his words. As the saying goes, 'If the king insults the minister, he will die'. Today, this old monk must compete with this devil to see who is better!"

"If you two Taoist friends want to protect yourselves and turn around and leave, this old monk can understand."

"When I return to Daqian in the future, please rest assured that I will never betray you. I will not report to His Majesty and inform all the Taoists that you have disrespected the Emperor's will, betrayed your trust, lived in disgrace, and broke your promises, and that you turned a blind eye and turned a deaf ear to the demon's insults to His Majesty.

When Taoist Priest Ku Rong and Taoist Priest Xuan Ji saw that Zen Master Miao Yan was about to fight to the death with the Old Demon Cang Shan after a disagreement, they actually wanted to leave.

But as soon as Master Miaoyan said this, the expressions of the two men changed immediately.

These words were not meant to reassure them, they were clearly a threat.

Taoist Ku Rong's face was livid as he forced out a stiff smile, gritting his teeth and saying, "Master, rest assured, I am definitely not the villain you say I am!"

Taoist Xuanji also nodded with a grim expression and stared coldly at Zen Master Miaoyan.

And be prepared to keep a close eye on Master Miaoyan in the next battle and never give him the chance to escape.

At this time, the eight monks were already holding magic weapons, each taking a position, chanting the "Demon Subduing Formula", preparing to set up the "Arhat Demon Subduing Formation".

This formation can gather the eight of their Dharma images into one, condensing into an Arhat Dharma image that is comparable to an earthly immortal.

If Guanshan had not died, the nine people's formation would be even more powerful than it is now.

There are a total of 162 people like them in Pushan Temple. If they gather together, they can set up the "Buddha's Light Shining Everywhere" formation and summon 18 Arhat Dharma images, so they can easily fight against five earthly immortals.

This is also one of the true reasons why Pushan Temple is a holy place!

But the old demon Cangshan would naturally not sit there idly and give them time to set up the formation.

Seeing them starting to set up the formation, a cold look immediately appeared in his triangular eyes, and he uttered two sinister words.

"Skynet!"

As these two words were spoken, countless densely packed silk threads immediately appeared in the night sky. These threads crisscrossed each other, and seemed to have formed an extremely terrifying giant spider web, as well as dividing the entire world into countless small squares.

Although it only flashed for a moment, the flowing light revealed by the silk thread reflecting the moonlight was clearly seen by Miao Yan and others.

When Taoist Priest Ku Rong saw this scene, he was immediately frightened and turned pale.

"Yao Yuqing's Skynet?"

He screamed with fear on his face, turned around and turned into a beam of light, wanting to leave.

The pale-faced Taoist Xuanji followed closely behind him and turned into a beam of light.

But at this moment, they are like flies in a spider web. No matter how high their level is, they can no longer escape.

In just a blink of an eye, the two of them were tied up tightly by silk threads that appeared out of thin air and hung in the air, unable to move at all.

As soon as Zen Master Miaoyan saw the Skynet, he was so frightened that his scalp went numb and his lips trembled.

He was naturally aware of the power of the Skynet. When Emperor Qian gathered cultivators from all over the world, even the masters of the holy places were no match for such a Skynet. How could they resist this magical power?

But what he couldn't understand was why the old demon Cangshan also knew this long-lost magical power?
But before he could open his mouth to ask, he saw the old demon Cangshan slowly stretch out a dry and skinny hand, and lightly flicked the air in front of him with his fingers as if plucking the strings of a musical instrument.

The next moment, the old monk named "Guan Xin" who was reciting the magic formula to subdue demons was cut into countless pieces by the silk threads tied to his body, leaving only his soul tied tightly.

"You have killed an extremely evil Mahayana monk. All living things in the universe kowtow to you a hundred times. Your own bad karma has been reduced by 1.85 million!"

As this voice, which seemed extremely beautiful to the old demon Cangshan, rang out, his face froze and he pursed his lips in self-blame.

"I haven't used this magical power for a long time, so I'm a little rusty. I accidentally killed a Mahayana cultivator... I lost tens of thousands of evil spirits for nothing."

"Take this as a warning from now on. When killing someone, you should leave some room for them. Just take away their souls, but never damage their bodies."

Thinking of this, he began to resume his old job, using the "Soul Separation" magical power to capture the souls of these monks and Taoists one by one, and after sealing these souls in jars, he took away their bodies. The reminder sounds of the Twelve-Level Merit Golden Lotus also rang in his ears one after another.

When these voices ended, the old demon Cangshan secretly calculated that these twelve Mahayana monks tonight alone had reduced his total by more than 19 million.

The one who had the most was Zen Master Miaoyan, who alone reduced his bad karma by 4.04 million.

The monk who died at his hands two days ago also reduced his bad karma by more than 12 million.

After calculating these numbers, the eyes of the Old Demon Cangshan lit up, and he quickly asked the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit.

As soon as the thought of asking this question emerged in his mind, the voice of the Twelve-Level Golden Lotus of Merit rang in his heart.

"You have zero merits, and 53,336,540 bad karmas. When your bad karmas reach 100 million, the annihilation of Yin and Yang and the demon-suppressing calamity will descend!"

"Because of your heinous evil deeds, the Five Thunders Demon-Slaying Tribulation will be brought forward by one major realm and will arrive in three years and eighty-one days!"

"Because of your heinous evil deeds, the calamity of burning yourself with fire will be advanced by two realms and will arrive in four years and eighty-one days!"

"Because of your heinous evil deeds, the Five Decline Tribulations of the Heavenly Beings will be advanced by three great realms and will arrive in five years and eighty-one days!"

"Because of your heinous evil deeds, the 49th Golden Immortal Tribulation will be advanced by four major realms and will arrive in six years and eighty-one days!"

After hearing these voices, the old demon Cangshan stroked his sparse goatee with a smile on his face and began to think quietly.

"When I first obtained this treasure, I had 99,964,816 evil karmas. At that time, there was only one year left before the Five Thunders Demon-Slaying Tribulation arrived."

"In the past few days, killing the Nine-Child Ghost reduced my karma by 3.27 million, killing the Dragon-Controlling Demon Lord reduced my karma by 2.6 million, and killing the Hundred-Faced True Man reduced my karma by 1.8 million."

"The Lord of Qingxiao Mansion and several elders have reduced my karma by 2.27 million. The disciples beside them have also reduced my bad karma by 900,000."

"Later, they slaughtered almost all of Qingxiao Mansion, and reduced my karma by 4.9 million."

"In addition, I have released a lot of fish and shrimps, saved dozens of children, and several families have set up longevity tablets for me."

“But even if all of them were added together to reduce the bad karma for me, it would not be as much as the monks I killed recently when I was protecting the golden body for Emperor Yu.”

Thinking of this, he still had a smile on his face, but a fierce light flashed in his triangular eyes. He stroked his goatee and murmured, "Sure enough, it is better to kill to overcome the tribulation. A dozen Mahayana monks have saved me several months of hard work."

As he finished speaking, he thought of the monks who came here to seek death on their own initiative, and couldn't help but laugh: "Thanks to nature..." As soon as he opened his mouth, he paused, thinking of their background, and said: "Thanks to Daqian's gift, this old man is much closer to the time of safely passing the tribulation."

After saying this, he made a secret decision in his heart.

After the one-month agreement was over, he would follow the monks of Daqian, and then kill some of them like sitting ducks.

"Da Qian has been secretly preparing in the building outside the building for so many years. I think he has trained many cultivators who have transcended the tribulation and reached the Mahayana stage."

"Perhaps after killing those monks, I can take their bodies to Emperor Yu to exchange for some rewards?"

"Dayu should have no use for these corpses, so after exchanging them for rewards, we can sell their corpses to Huangquan Dao Sect..."

Thinking of this, he blinked his eyes with anticipation.

"In that case, isn't Daqian the place of opportunity for me, the blessed land for attaining enlightenment?"

When he thought of this, the old demon Cangshan suddenly felt that the night was passing a little too slowly.

At the same time, Master Puzhi, who was in a temple on the eighth floor of Louwailou, raised his head and looked through the open window at the monks who were practicing in the courtyard outside.

For some reason, he suddenly felt his heart tremble, as if something big had happened.

The next moment, the tightly closed door was pushed open with a loud bang.

As soon as Master Puxin, who looked grim, stepped in, he said in a deep voice, "There's a rumor in the Buddha Heart Hall that the life plates of Elder Miaoyan and the disciples of the Arhat Hall, including Guanxin, Guanming, Guanyue, Guanchan, Guanding, Guanzhao, Guanjing, Guanyuan, and Guanshan, all shattered in an instant!"

"Including Ming Deng and others who were recently sent to the three coastal cities to set up formations but suddenly died, thirty-five Mahayana monks have died inexplicably in less than half a month!"

As he said this, his lips were trembling.

Including these supreme elders, there are only more than two hundred Mahayana monks in Pushan Temple. However, in just a few days, nearly one-tenth of them have died!

When did it become so easy for a Mahayana cultivator, who is at the top of the cultivation world, to die?

You should know that any Mahayana cultivator has several means of escape.

What's more, whether it is Master Mingdeng or Master Miaoyan, they all came from Pushan Temple.

It is not easy for ordinary Mahayana monks to defeat them, let alone kill them!

When Master Puzhi heard this, his expression changed. No wonder he suddenly felt so frightened just now. It turned out that it was because of this matter.

He silently glanced at Master Puxin's pale face and bloodshot eyes. After a moment's silence, he said, "I will report this to Your Majesty after the court meeting tomorrow. So many monks have died in our temple. It is reasonable that we should 'recuperate' and wait for the right time instead of continuing to die."

After saying this, he continued, "Miao Yan is also traveling with the two sect masters of the Changsheng Dao Sect. Send a letter to the Changsheng Dao Sect and ask if the two sect masters are still alive?"

Upon hearing this, Zen Master Puxin nodded slightly with a gloomy face.

After he left, Master Puzhi slowly took out a golden man from his arms, and his turbid eyes became flickering.

Emperor Qian Liang Huayu was a domineering man. To him, Pushan Temple was just a knife.

If this knife fails to kill anyone when swung out, and instead breaks, it can only be said that the knife is not good, not that his enemy is too strong.

If you want Pushan Temple to recuperate in the days ahead, you'll have to pay some price.

Ever since the golden man fell into his hands, he has been hesitant and dared not use it without authorization.

Since it is useless to keep it in hands, it is better to present it to Emperor Qian Liang Huayu and let Pushan Zen Temple withdraw from the next task.

Thinking of this, Master Puzhi shook his head, sighed softly, and chanted the Buddha's name silently.

"Amitabha, may Your Majesty be able to have some compassion for this golden man."

(End of this chapter)