Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 206 Yin and Yang
Chu Tai pinned down Taoist Cuizhu and Taoist Yangyan, so the future of the battle rested on Taoist Mujing, Tiannv Jinguang and Taoist Zizhu.

As the previous generation Zizhu of Zhushan Sect, Taoist Zi Guang's magical powers were beyond everyone's expectations.

Whether it is the magical skills she possesses or her sword-flying techniques, they are far beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators.

The purple bamboo branches swayed, and the vital energy around them surged, interrupting the changes in the magic and interfering with the sound of the pipa. More than a hundred purple bamboo swords danced up and down, easily blocking the many means and magical powers of the Pure Light Goddess, preventing her from getting close to her and affecting the surrounding battle situation.

It was with her help that the contemporary Taoist Zizhu gradually gained a firm foothold and had a vigorous battle with Taoist Mujing.

Seeing that things were hopeless, Taoist Mu Jing raised the Green Emperor's Royal Flag and waved it gently, and the other four wanderers responded one after another.

The Yellow Emperor's Mountain-Zhening Flag, the Yan Emperor's Sky-Yaoing Flag, the Black Emperor's Sea-Covering Flag and the White Emperor's Cloud-Mixing Flag flew out in turn, each shaking and leading to the changes of the Five Elements.

Upon seeing this, Taoist Zi Guang waved the bamboo branch in his hand again. The branches and leaves shook, and waves of sound appeared all around.

Sound waves spread out like ripples. Whenever they touch anything, they will create new ripples. The ripples interfere with each other, instantly disrupting the circulation of vital energy.

The most surprising thing was that the more than one hundred purple bamboo swords that flew out also spread new ripples outward after coming into contact with the first wave of ripples. Layer upon layer, they directly destroyed the basis for the formation to change before the formation took shape and cut off the foundation for the circulation of vital energy.

"This Dharma? Is it the Dharma of Avalokitesvara Chaoyin? Your foundation is still the Dharma of Buddhism?"

The Goddess of Pure Light retreated again and again, playing music on the pipa in her hand, but she could not overpower the opponent. She was even injured in her fingers by the opponent's sound waves, and blood kept flowing out.

But none of these changes surprised her as much as the methods performed by Taoist Zi Guang. After all, according to her previous calculations, although Taoist Zi Guang's foundation came from the purple bamboo of the South China Sea, the purple bamboo had undergone several changes, and the Buddhist charm should have dissipated.

“This is the Dharma meaning of [Purple Bamboo Tide Sound] that I comprehended from the purple bamboo in the South China Sea. It is a Dharma meaning that relies on the Buddha nature within the purple bamboo.”

Taoist Zi Guang looked at Goddess Jing Guang, and his face became somewhat jealous and hateful.

"Back then, when I went to Putuo Island in the South China Sea to seek purple bamboo, I met a nun. She told me that if I wanted to obtain purple bamboo, I had to do three hundred good deeds first. Otherwise, even if I took the purple bamboo away, it would be difficult to keep it in the future. The more I forced myself to obtain it, the less likely I would get it."

"I did as she said, but when I got the purple bamboo, the nun told me that although I had accumulated 300 good deeds, my affinity with Buddhism was shallow and I would inevitably lose the purple bamboo in the future. I need to always remember to do good deeds and accumulate virtues."

Taoist Zi Guang could not suppress the resentment in his eyes. He took a deep breath, and when he looked at Goddess Jin Guang again, he had regained his composure.

"I have been doing good deeds every day for sixty years. This purple bamboo has completely matched me and has formed my current top-grade foundation. But a hundred years ago, when I achieved the fifth grade, I suddenly had a feeling that the owner of this purple bamboo was not me, but someone else."

"It's ridiculous, really ridiculous. When I was doing good deeds to pray for the bamboo, I was not told. When I was doing good deeds, I was not told. It was not until I established the law that I knew that I was not its master. Everything I did was due to fate and was to help others. I don't accept it!"

The bamboo stick in Taoist Zi Guang's hand trembled, the sound of the tide became more and more excited, and the vital energy became more and more chaotic.

She stared at the Pure Light Goddess and said coldly, "Fortunately, destiny has mercy on me. When the two days collided a hundred years ago, I finally found an opportunity to completely wipe out the Buddhist charm in the purple bamboo and turn it into my foundation. Now, let me see what you are capable of, so that I can make wedding clothes for you!"

Hundreds of purple bamboo swords vibrated, and each sword emitted dozens of sword energies. Thousands of sword energies, mixed with the power to penetrate everything, covered all the void around the Pure Light Goddess.

Seeing this scene, everyone around showed surprised expressions, and Chu Tai couldn't help but take a step forward.

When Taoist Cuizhu saw this, he immediately seemed to have caught Chu Tai's weakness, and stepped forward to block Chu Tai. Taoist Yangyan also looked at Chu Tai, and it was obvious that as long as Chu Tai took action, he would follow suit.

For a moment, Chu Tai was restrained by the opponent.

On the other side, the Pure Light Goddess was also somewhat helpless. If she had not asked Chu Tai about the origin of the Buddha's light before, and the image of the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva was still there, it would not be difficult to deal with the meaning of the [Purple Bamboo Tide Sound] Dharma. Unfortunately, the image was torn apart by Chu Tai's Lotus Mother Dharma, and the Buddha's light was swallowed up. Although the Pure Light Goddess attracted a little Buddha's light from Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva during her daily incense offerings to the Buddhas in recent days.

But this ray of Buddha's light was too weak. Based on this, even the Bodhisattva's image could not be condensed according to normal methods.

"But we have to resort to extraordinary measures."

Thinking of this, the sound of the pipa started again, and a faint fragrance emerged from the body of the Pure Light Goddess. With a wave of her sleeves, the faint fragrance turned into clouds and smoke, surrounding her, and suddenly turned into smoke and flew out of her sleeves.

Afterwards, Jingguang recited the Heart Sutra, and soon a ray of lapis lazuli Buddha light rose above the cloud of fragrance, and then condensed into a statue of Bodhisattva.

"Namo Guanyin Bodhisattva!"

Incense holds a very special status in both Buddhism and Taoism. Practitioners generally regard incense as an auxiliary material that can remove odors and impurities, make people feel comfortable physically and mentally, and purify the Taoist temple.

Some people who practice special methods regard incense as a way of faith. They can use incense as a letter to reach the heavens, or they can use fragrance as a way to borrow the power of the immortals in Daluo Heaven.

According to this theory, the art of incense gradually emerged in the Dongji Chenguang Heaven.

The essence of the art of incense, to put it simply, is to use a scent to express one's personal wishes and clear one's complicated inner thoughts, making it infinitely close to the pure human Qi, and then convey it to the corresponding place through the method of sacrifice.

The Goddess of Pure Light has practiced hard for many years, her thoughts are extremely pure, and her determination to become a Buddha is also firm. With the help of the art of incense, she is naturally able to borrow the power of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

But this was not the right way, and she rarely used it in her daily life. She mostly used incense to purify the temple and worship the Buddhas, and then drew in some Buddha light to perfect her own strength.

But being unwilling doesn't mean she can't do it.

Even when the Pure Light Goddess, who is well versed in the art of incense, really prays to the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas through the art of incense, the Buddha's light that she can borrow is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The Bodhisattva's appearance was achieved almost instantly. Then, with a burst of Buddha's light, the surrounding sound of the tide dissipated, and the purple bamboo vibrated, as if it was being absorbed by the Buddha's light.

The next moment, wisps of warm and yang energy rose from the surface of the Purple Bamboo Sword and transformed into light purple clouds that surrounded it, blocking the Buddha's light and preventing its influence. The sword energy even rolled up and shattered the Buddha's light in the sky into flying pieces of light.

"Isn't it strange? Why can't I collect the purple bamboo? Didn't I tell you that I have completely wiped out the Buddhist charm in the purple bamboo and turned it into my foundation? Do you think I was lying before?"

As he spoke, Taoist Zizhu's momentum suddenly soared, and he forced Taoist Mujing to retreat. Then he picked up a brand new purple bamboo staff and swung it in the air. Clouds and mist rose, and purple clouds surged. A shadow passed through the void and struck the Goddess of Pure Light.

The purple bamboo staff swept through the air, causing a series of sonic booms, like long and profound dragon roars, oppressing people's minds.

Faced with this terrifying attack, the figure of the Pure Light Goddess flashed in the air, and dozens of different illusory shadows appeared, surrounding the Bodhisattva's Dharma image. They seemed to be flying in the sky guarding the Bodhisattva, or like the Bodhisattva protecting all living beings. The fragrance rose, like a dream.

When the purple bamboo stick fell, the Buddha's light was like water waves, and the Bodhisattva and the Pure Light Goddess became reflections. The purple bamboo stick passed by and was useless.

"It's just a mirage again. You Buddhists are only good at playing with these illusions."

The aura of Taoist Zizhu surged up, reflecting that of Taoist Ziguang. There was a sense of unity between the two, like two sides of one coin.

(End of this chapter)