Longzang

Chapter 268 How can one have it all in this world (Part 2)

The wolf demons' search was inefficient, and they seemed to enjoy the killing. One by one, the fleeing villagers were found with their throats bitten open. They wouldn't die for a while and could only groan incessantly.

The village was still quite a distance from the back mountain, and for the time being, no wolf demons had searched in this direction, allowing Wei Yuan to continue his preparations at his leisure, installing one complex device after another on the ground.

Finally, some wolf demons began searching upwards along the mountain path, but they clearly did not detect Wei Yuan and the girl's scent, and were simply searching the unknown area on instinct.

Wei Yuan suddenly leaped down from the peak, his spear flashing like lightning, piercing the throats of three wolf demons. Then, he used his strength to lift them up, throwing them all toward the cliff behind him.

The wolf demons howled in mid-air, their cries revealing an unfathomable abyss below. Finally, they let out a mournful wail, as if they had encountered something utterly terrifying at the bottom of the cliff.

However, these three wolf demons formed their own group, and their deaths did not alert the other wolf demons. After all, the villagers' screams were still echoing, much louder than the wolf demons' cries.

The young monk's head drooped lower and lower, as if he might fall asleep at any moment. Yue Sheng sat quietly before him, waiting for the moment when the Pure Land would shatter and fall.

But he waited patiently for a while, and the Pure Land still existed. The Buddha statues in the temple were cracked beyond recognition, but they did not break.

Yue Sheng raised her head and looked around: "Hmm? There are still some who escaped the net?"

All the wolf demons and warriors had finished their slaughter and were now searching. Clearly, some villagers were still alive.

A strange smile appeared on Yue Sheng's face, a smile that was hard to tell whether it was joy or bitterness. She said, "Finally, things are a little different. Is this what you've been waiting for? Let's go and see what's different."

Yue Sheng bent down, picked up the monk, and slowly walked towards the back mountain. Now the area around the village had been searched, leaving only the farthest back mountain.

A pack of wolf demons began to run along the mountain path, rushing towards the summit. They had already smelled their companions, so they quickened their pace and soon reached the top, where they saw Wei Yuan blocking their path with his spear.

The wolf demons pounced in fury, but the first group was instantly pierced by Wei Yuan and thrown off the cliff.

The large pack of wolf demons behind them stopped, then, driven by their hunting instincts, dispersed and simultaneously encircled Wei Yuan from multiple directions. One wolf demon was the first to charge, leaping high into the air and pouncing on Wei Yuan!
Wei Yuan produced a cylindrical tube in his hand, and with a bang, the wolf demon was blasted away at an even greater speed. The tube then disappeared, and a new cylindrical tube appeared in Wei Yuan's hand, which he pressed against the wolf demon's chest and activated!
With a deafening roar, a large hole appeared in the center of the wolf demon's body, and it was blasted back ten feet. The remaining wolf demons were startled, and before they could even hesitate, Wei Yuan had already pounced on them. His spear moved like lightning, knocking away several more wolf demons.

With a barrel in his left hand and a spear in his right, Wei Yuan slaughtered the wolf demons, routing them completely. Especially the barrel in his left hand; each booming sound shattered the bodies of a wolf demon.

In the blink of an eye, the wolf demons were all killed or wounded, turning into a pile of wolf fur.

The samurai were noticeably more cautious, advancing step by step in a dense formation, several men in a row. Armed with heavy armor and long swords, and imbued with magical power, their military formation was virtually unstoppable in their assault on the mountain. The front-line samurai immediately raised heavy shields, their surfaces glowing with magical energy. Such massive shields and cleavers were ideal for siege warfare.

Wei Yuan planted his spear in the ground, and two honeycomb cylinders appeared in his hands, filled with flying swords!

The warriors in the first row had barely shown their astonishment when they were pierced by countless flying swords.

Each flying sword trailed a beam of light, proving utterly ineffective against the giant shields and heavy armor. Even at their weakest, these swords were still divine swords, far beyond the capabilities of these newly trained warriors; each flying sword could pierce through one or two warriors.

Wei Yuan instantly cleared out two beehives, then replaced them with two new ones, which he also cleared out instantly!
In the blink of an eye, Wei Yuan had emptied eight beehives, and the mountain path was full of warrior corpses. Hundreds of golden-armored warriors had perished, and no one was left standing.

Moon Saint finally reacted, picked up the monk, and slowly walked up the mountain path.

His subordinates were all slaughtered, but Yue Sheng didn't care at all, only watching Wei Yuan with interest. Wei Yuan roughly estimated that Yue Sheng was probably equivalent to a Dharma Aspect. If his estimate was wrong, it didn't matter, since Wei Yuan only had so many methods; if he misjudged, he would just die.

Yue Sheng slowly ascended the mountaintop and walked towards Wei Yuan. For every step he took, Wei Yuan retreated a step, until they reached the edge of a cliff, where they stopped retreating. Behind him was a young girl, and behind her was the precipice.

Moon Saint finally stopped and said, "The thing you just used was very novel. What is it called?"

"Honeycomb Flying Sword Launcher." Wei Yuan's naming conventions are all over the place these days. Yue Sheng was taken aback and said, "This magical artifact has a strange name, but it's quite fitting. You plan to use it to kill me?"

Before Wei Yuan could answer, Yue Sheng chuckled, "Although it's a variable, it's still not enough, at least your vision is lacking. Oh well, at least this time it's somewhat original, not too boring. But this dream has been going on for long enough. Every dream is the same, most of the time it's boring, and then it turns into a nightmare at the end. I just hope I can wake up soon."

This dream has already made me very sad, so I'm not playing with you anymore.

Wei Yuan had acquired another honeycomb tube, and no one knew exactly how many he had. However, Yue Sheng now only wanted to end all of this as soon as possible. As long as these last two people lived, the Pure Land would not be shattered, and the monk would not die.

Wei Yuan fired a barrage of flying swords from the cylinder in his hand, instantly piercing Yue Sheng's entire body. However, these swords only penetrated two or three inches at most, failing to truly harm Yue Sheng.

Moon Saint raised his hand, about to strike down and shatter the Pure Land, when suddenly countless honeycomb cylinders popped up from the ground around him. The flying swords inserted inside were all blue-green, but the tips of the swords had a faint red, which was obviously the aura of immortal spirits!
This is a newly crafted flying sword by Wei Yuan, specially enhanced with the sword energy of the laurel tree. Although it is only the tip of the sword, it already has the power to destroy and break through armor.

The Legend of Sword and Fairy - Green Silk Armor Breaker!

Countless flying swords shot out like meteors, instantly turning Yue Sheng into a pincushion. Some of the flying swords even pierced through his body and flew away to who knows where.

Wei Yuan was busy setting up traps on the summit, waiting for Yue Sheng. He also kept holding the honeycomb cylinder in his hand to make Yue Sheng think that it could only be used by holding it. In fact, these were all part of Wei Yuan's Dao foundation, requiring no manipulation and could be activated at a thought.

After a round of flying swords was fired, Wei Yuan noticed that Yue Sheng was kneeling on the ground, her body bent, shielding the monk beneath her. None of the countless flying swords landed on the monk.

Moon Saint looked up and asked, "Why are there three hundred and sixty-two swords?"

Wei Yuan said, "...I did it on purpose."

Buddhist teachings emphasize Zen principles in all matters, so Wei Yuan's hidden flying swords were neither the 360 ​​of the Great Circulation nor the 361 of the Nineteen Squares or the Patterned Scales. This extra sword was purely for the purpose of annoying people.

Yue Sheng also did not expect this answer, and shook her head with a smile, saying, "So it turns out I was being too attached to appearances."

He gently placed the monk on the ground, carefully laying him flat, then paused, as if recalling the past, and sighed softly:

"When we first met, our magical powers were weak, and we were often chased by little demons. We had a hard time ourselves back then, but we also had to take care of that little thing, Long Zhe. But now that I think about it, that period was the happiest. After we achieved our goals, it didn't seem so meaningful anymore."

Yue Sheng sat down cross-legged, straightening his body. The moment he moved, blood immediately gushed from his body. But he paid no heed, merely glancing at Wei Yuan and saying, "There is a lamp before the Buddha, but it can only shine for a moment."

After saying this, he slowly closed his eyes and passed away peacefully.

Wei Yuan did not feel relieved; on the contrary, he became even more nervous. The golden light in the sky did not fade but instead grew stronger!
Suddenly, a thunderclap resounded, the sky shattered, and golden light broke into countless fragments, from which emerged a giant a thousand feet tall! The giant's eyes were wide with fury, he held a vajra (a magical pestle), and his entire body was dark gold. His arrival instantly bathed the entire world in a layer of Buddhist light!
Wei Yuan's expression was more solemn than ever before. He hoped he had seen wrong, but the divine power of manifesting heaven and earth, the earth-shattering momentum, and the extraordinary scene of Buddha's light shining everywhere it passed all revealed the giant's identity.

Wei Yuan thought that killing Yue Sheng would be the end of it, and even if there were any follow-ups, they would only be from an even larger demon king or something. But he never expected that after killing the demon king, the guardian Vajra of the Pure Land would arrive!

He suddenly realized that the Vajra was not there for the Moon Saint, but for this small pure land.

A small mountain village, a hundred or so ignorant people, a monk who worships himself, that's all, why can't they tolerate this?

The Buddha statue in the temple finally shattered, its head falling to the ground and rolling to the entrance of the hall, where it was covered in cobwebs.

I still don't know where the spider is.

(End of this chapter)