Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 144: Unicorn

"Maitreya Pure Land?"

Looking at the white lotuses around him, Chu Tai asked casually.

“Why not Amitabha’s Pure Land?”

Chu Tai's question made the great master look a little ugly. The so-called Pure Land refers to the pure country and the solemn land, that is, the solemn place where pure merits are located. It is the embodiment of the Buddha's enlightenment.

According to the information Chu Tai saw from inside the Bu Tian Cliff, the greatest wish of the Pure Land Sect in this world is to purify the human world, hoping to transform the filthy land of Saha into a pure land.

Maitreya Pure Land and Amitabha Pure Land are the two major achievements of the Pure Land Sect’s practice.

Maitreya Pure Land is the Pure Land of Maitreya Buddha, it can also be called the White Lotus Pure Land or the Future Pure Land, which means the Pure Land that will come in the future.

The Amitabha Pure Land is the dojo of the Three Holy Ones of the West, with Amitabha Buddha as the main figure. It is also called the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss and the Western Pure Land. It is a pure land that guides all living beings today.

Logically speaking, the best way to deal with Chu Tai at this moment would be to use Amitabha Pure Land.

After all, Maitreya Pure Land can only borrow the faith and vows of the future Buddha, while Amitabha Pure Land can borrow the faith and vows of the Three Holy Ones of the West.

"Amitabha, well done! Well done! The Western Paradise is not a place for the living. We are here only to hope that the real person will turn back and not to kill him."

"No intention to kill?"

Chu Tai sneered, stretched out his hand and pinched it, Su Chen Qingguang entered his hand, looked at Dade and said: "Don't you want to, or can't? Forget it, you came here today, I think you are ready to make things difficult for me, I am too lazy to play tricks with you, what I want, just come and get it yourself."

The cold pine needles flew out of his hands, green rays fell all over the sky, and fine snow grains danced and condensed into snowflakes in the air.

"In that case, please forgive me for offending you!"

The great master put his hands together, and Buddha's light surged behind him. One hundred and eight monks chanted sutras in unison. Amid the Sanskrit sounds, wisps of grand, solemn, pure and liberating lapis lazuli Buddha's light emerged from the void and illuminated the ten directions. White lotuses bloomed, trying to hold up the green light.

But a green light flashed, and the lotus flowers froze one by one. The eyebrows of the 108 monks were pierced by a green light. A thin layer of white frost gradually appeared on the surface of their bodies, and their vitality began to dissipate.

The great master stood there in a daze. He had never imagined that the pure land he had built with the joint efforts of a hundred people was so vulnerable.

Chu Tai looked at the monk and said casually, "You don't think that just because I fought with Tian Yuan for so long before, you guys are capable of competing with me. I fought with Tian Yuan because I wanted to see how exquisite his Tian Xin lineage's magic was, and I was willing to give him a decent show. But I don't care about your little tricks at all, so I won't make trouble with you."

"Now, tell me why you don't practice Amitabha Pure Land."

The great master kept his hands together, seemingly unwilling to speak, but Chu Tai smiled and said, "I see. No, it should be said that it is so. When you were drawing on the power of the Three Saints of the West, especially the power of Guanyin, you either went crazy or fell into extreme despair."

"How do you know!"

Dade looked at Chu Tai, a look of shock appeared in his eyes, and then he said in horror: "You are spying on my mind?"

"This is not prying, but through your Pure Land Dharma, I want you to tell me yourself."

Chu Tai pointed at the 108 monks, and the green light between their eyebrows flickered.

"I will pierce their brows with the green light of Suchen, calming their minds and forcing them to further blend their magic power with each other and use the power of the Pure Land to protect themselves. In this way, their thoughts will begin to influence each other."

"And Su Chen's green light still stabilizes their minds. The thoughts that flash through your minds will naturally be known to me." "So, you told me the information just now. Now, you don't have to rely on this to exchange for their lives. Everything is over."

As the cloud chariot continued to move forward, a thin layer of white frost appeared on the face of the great monk, and cold and yin energy overflowed from him and the other hundred monks.

The Buddha's light and white lotus in the Pure Land gradually dissipated, and finally, the one hundred and nine monks turned into flying ice and frost all over the sky.

And the one hundred and eight green rays gathered together again and returned to Chu Tai's sleeves.

This massacre let the cultivators in this world know Chu Tai’s attitude, and no one stopped him before he went to the capital.

Taoist Ruo Que and his apprentice were also relieved because of this. Before Chu Tai entered the capital, they could go to the pre-arranged location with all the forces and wait for the final outcome of the matter.

"coming!"

When the strange beast that looked like a dragon and a snake appeared in the sky, pulling the cloud chariot, everyone perked up.

Renheng, the direct disciple of the head of the Shangqing Sect, looked at the strange beast in front of the cloud chariot and said in surprise: "Strange, this strange beast was just a product of magic at the beginning, why does it look a little spiritual now?"

Yitai, a current senior disciple of Lingbao Sect, who was standing nearby, watched carefully and said uncertainly, "It seems to be the effect of some kind of ritual to invite gods, similar to inviting the gods to reside in the shadow of the spell. But this is a little too magical."

As he spoke, Yitai couldn't help but look at his teacher.

The current headmaster of Lingbao Sect was also somewhat surprised. When he saw his disciples looking at him, he said seriously, "It must be that there is some top-notch magic weapon that can breed spirituality as the core, combined with the rituals of the Canglong Xingxiu series, it has produced the current effect."

After saying this, the Lingbao Sect's headmaster looked at the Shangqing Sect's headmaster and asked, "Daoyou, can you see anything?"

"This Taining Zhenren's talisman cultivation is probably higher than mine, and there is a little more truth in it. I can't see any problem with it. Compared to this, fellow Daoist Ruoque, you have practiced with him for half a month, what can you see?"

As he spoke, the head of the Shangqing sect looked at Taoist Ruoque beside him.

Ruo Que also shook his head: "Since he started to drive the Cloud Chariot, his power has become more and more powerful, and his realm has become more and more lofty. I can't see clearly. Compared to this, I am more curious about how Fellow Daoist Taining plans to enter the capital, and who the royal family plans to send to deal with this matter."

As soon as these words came out, a terrifying pressure descended. Yun Wei, Yitai, Renheng and other young people trembled physically and mentally, their vision went dark, and their thoughts froze.

Elders such as Ruoque also changed their expressions, and the three of them stepped forward to help block some of the pressure so that their disciples could recover.

In contrast, many monks hiding in the capital and other places were not so lucky and were discovered by the soldiers guarding the city.

Just when the officials guarding the city were about to send someone to "invite" these monks, a voice came from the palace.

"Everyone, retreat. Today's battle will make no difference whether they are there or not."

A slightly hoarse voice sounded, which was not natural and had a mechanical feel.

Then, a young man walked out from the altar of the Temple of Heaven in the imperial palace. His face was handsome, but full of woodenness, and he looked more like a puppet than a living person.

Behind the young man was a one-horned golden dragon that was more than thirty-six feet long and had bared fangs and claws.

(End of this chapter)