Senior brother, stop it, you are the villain!

This war was not prepared from the beginning. Chu Qing went all out to attack head-on. It seemed cool, but the effect was often lackluster. If someone else, such as Feng Shao, fought, the result might be completely different.

But this is also the characteristic of this plane. Strength trumps everything, and all conspiracies and tricks have to stand aside. The so-called art of war is not even a shadow, let alone a prototype.

A smarter approach should be to first besiege and force the opponent to go out of the city for a decisive battle, then lure the enemy deep into the city, use the "shaving" tactic on them, attack the opponent's living forces, weaken them step by step, and finally make a decisive battle in one battle and push forward head-on.

But Chu Qing turned the battle into a decisive battle right from the start.

The appearance of more than a dozen giants made the monks in the city open their eyes wide. The enemy's ability has exceeded the cognition of most people for a while.

Several figures rose into the air from the city and rushed towards the giants. However, these giants are quite powerful, and only monks in the Tribulation Realm can barely repel them. However, the monks of Taiqing Realm and below were knocked away by the giant.

"Amitabha!"

As the giant axe was about to fall, a Buddhist chant suddenly sounded in the city. A golden Buddha image appeared in the city, and two giant trees stood side by side behind the image. One of the two trees was lush and flourishing, and the other was dry and withered. When the knowledgeable monks saw it, they exclaimed: "The image of the withered and flourishing trees! It was the abbot Benkong of Longhua Temple who took action!"

The withered and flourishing trees are also called the twin Sala trees. It is said that the Buddha passed away between the twin Sala trees and opened up Mahayana Buddhism. There are twin Sala trees in the east, south, west and north where he sat and died, and the twin trees are one withered and one flourishing.

The twin trees in the east mean "permanence and impermanence", the twin trees in the south mean "happiness and no happiness", the twin trees in the west mean "self and no self", and the twin trees in the north mean "purity and no purity". Permanence, happiness, self, and purity indicate the true nature of Nirvana; impermanence, no happiness, no self, and no purity indicate the worldly aspect. The Buddha entered Nirvana between these eight realms, neither withered nor flourishing, neither false nor empty.

Therefore, the withered and flourishing trees have always had extraordinary significance in Buddhism.

The cultivation realm of Buddhist monks is different from that of Taoist monks. Taoist monks cultivate a golden elixir, while Buddhist monks cultivate the golden body of Dharma. Dharma is derived from the Buddhist monks' views on Buddhism, so Dharma is complicated and varied. The more well-known ones are Arhat Dharma, Vajra Dharma, Buddha Dharma, etc. The deeper the understanding of the doctrine, the higher the status of the evolved Dharma.

Among the many Dharma, the withered and flourishing trees are definitely the most difficult to practice. This means that the monks themselves are not only excellent in qualifications and understanding, but also have great perseverance. The fact that Abbot Benkong can show the withered and flourishing tree Dharma shows the profoundness of his cultivation.

The Buddha's head was facing north and west, with his head resting on his right hand, lying on his right side on the monk's bed, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was sleeping. The withered and flourishing trees behind him flickered, and every time they were bright and dark, they changed from withered to flourish.

The faint golden Buddha light surged from the withered and flourishing trees, and gradually merged with the city defense formation of Wuling City. The whole city seemed to be covered with a layer of golden shield, making it impossible to look directly at it.

The ones who felt this the most were Chu Qing and Xue Yi.

After Chu Qing felt the golden Buddha light shining on his body, it was like being burned by a raging fire, and he grimaced in pain. The black giants surrounding the city were like snow meeting the melting sun, and the black fog showed signs of being weakened.

"Damn it! There are still bald donkeys from Longhua Temple in this city! Why is Longhua Temple still not destroyed?" Xue Yi cursed.

The Buddhist skills naturally restrain his evil skills. Thousands of years ago, Xue Yi was reluctant to meet Buddhist monks. And this time, the one who took action happened to be the abbot of Longhua Temple, which made Xue Yi feel like he had seen a ghost.

Chu Qing gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you have any way to deal with it?"

"Of course I have a way, but it depends on whether you are willing to give up your 100,000 troops!"

Chu Qing sneered, "They are just some puppets. What if they are all lost here?"

"Well, then you will see how I break through these two tree Dharma images!"

Under the control of Xue Yi, 100,000 puppets launched a tidal attack on Wuling City from all directions. But their actions were quite strange. They didn't seem to be attacking the city, but rather like committing suicide! They rushed towards the city at the fastest speed, and their speed did not slow down at all from beginning to end. They rushed to the bottom of the city wall and then crashed into it!

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

Each collision meant that a puppet's brain was smashed, and the golden shield on the city defense array also trembled slightly. As more and more puppets collided, the trembling of the golden light became more and more intense.

At this time, Abbot Benkong was sitting cross-legged in the city. And around him, the disciples of Longhua Temple surrounded him to protect him. Abbot Benkong raised his head slightly and looked in the direction of Chu Qing, with a look of compassion on his face.

Beside him, a disciple of Longhua Temple put his hands together and asked: "The abbot seems to be hesitant, but why?"

Abbot Benkong sighed and said: "The puppets are not puppets, but half-living and half-dead people. Although they were not killed by me now, they died because of me. I came to save people, but I killed them in vain. One hundred thousand puppets means one hundred thousand causes and effects. It seems that I am afraid that I will not be able to escape this disaster in my life."

The surrounding disciples of Longhua Temple were shocked.

A disciple hurriedly asked: "Is there a way to crack it?"

Abbot Benkong shook his head: "The other party came well prepared. If I had removed this Dharma image, I could have escaped disaster. However, I am afraid that all the people in the city would be devastated. Now, it is enough to exchange my body for the safety of the whole city. It’s a great blessing. I have decided to take this tribulation, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

All the disciples of Longhua Temple chanted the Buddha's name one after another with sad expressions on their faces.

The Blood Wings outside the city kept controlling the puppets to hit the shield, and it didn't take long for them to lose 20,000 to 30,000 puppets. Although he didn't regard these puppets as human beings, Chu Qing felt a little distressed and couldn't help but ask: "Is this useful?"

Xueyi snorted coldly: "Of course it works! Buddhist monks are the most important karma. If my hundred thousand karma hits me, even if he is the Buddha, he will have to break my heart! But this old bald donkey is quite stubborn, he is like this Are you still holding on? Do you really want to enter reincarnation?"

Chu Qing knew nothing about Buddhism, and he had only half-understanding after hearing Xueyi's words. He had no choice but to put his hope of breaking through the city's protective formation on Blood Wing, and instead focused on the frontal decisive battle.

Among Chu Qing's 100,000 puppets, about 10,000 were transformed from monks. After being infused with black mist, the cultivation of these monks has been greatly improved. The lowest ones are in the Golden Core Realm, and the high ones are in the Taiqing Realm. These 10,000 monks were in close combat with the monks from Wuling City. The fight was extremely lively and the stalemate continued.

Leng Lingyue and Lin Fengtian cooperated with each other and killed several puppets who were in the Taiqing realm. But after those puppets were killed, the black mist on their bodies immediately turned around and poured into other puppets. Then the puppet's momentum increased steadily, and soon it turned into a new Taiqing realm puppet, and continued to charge forward to fight.

Leng Lingyue chopped off the head of another puppet and couldn't help shouting to Lin Fengtian: "This won't work! It's endless!"

Lin Fengtian turned his gaze to Chu Qing and said solemnly: "I'm afraid we have to find a way to weaken these black fogs first, or attack Chu Qing directly."

Leng Lingyue glanced at Chu Qing and saw dense black mist surrounding Chu Qing, surrounding him tightly. The corner of Leng Lingyue's mouth twitched and she said: "This kid seems to be afraid of death, but he actually protects himself so tightly."

Leng Lingyue lived a life full of adventures and rarely met an opponent. But meeting such an opponent with no martial ethics made him feel a little troublesome for a while.

"No matter what, let's kill this guy first!"

Leng Lingyue let out a clear whistle, and Leng Yue's swords turned into two arcs of light, slashing towards Chu Qing. When Chu Qing saw this, he shouted "Well done", raised his arms, and the black mist condensed two huge long knives, heading towards Leng Yue's double knives.

when! when!

With two crisp sounds in succession, Leng Yue's double swords were struck back by Chu Qing. Not only that, Chu Qing also raised his long knife and slashed at Leng Lingyue without knowing what happened!

Leng Lingyue almost laughed out of anger.

This kid is quite crazy!

Leng Lingyue immediately used her body skills, not retreating but advancing, and rushed towards Chu Qing. I saw her tossing and turning, retreating like lightning, moving like thunder when making moves, and disappearing like clouds of smoke when dodging. Although Chu Qing had the blessing of Blood Wing Technique and the assistance of Black Mist, he could do nothing to Leng Lingyue. Several times, Leng Lingyue's sword almost hit his head, which made him break out in cold sweat and tremble with fear.

"Senior, when will you get better? If you don't hurry up, my head will be chopped off!" Chu Qing couldn't help shouting to Blood Wing in his heart.

"Why are you so anxious? A mere swordsman cultivator has scared you so much that you don't know what to do? I have chosen a successor like you, and I am really unlucky for eight lifetimes!"

Although Xueyi cursed, he also knew that Chu Qing's life and death was also related to his own life and death. He could only use part of his energy to control the dead souls to attack Leng Lingyue.

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they take action. The dead souls controlled by Bloodwing vaguely seem to have formations, and they are quite organized between offense and defense. After Leng Lingyue fought fiercely with the dead soul for a while, she realized how difficult the dead soul was and had to keep retreating.

Lin Fengtian on the other side was taking advantage of Leng Lingyue's attack on Chu Qing to constantly think of various ways to weaken the black mist. After many trials, he finally discovered that the black mist was actually a kind of alienated blood. The blood contained the thoughts of resentful spirits, and it could even be said to have a life of its own. It is not difficult to deal with the resentful spirit, but after the resentful spirit is combined with the black mist, it will be very difficult to solve.

The best way is to use Buddhism to save you.

It seems that we still have to ask the eminent monk of Longhua Temple to take action.