Xuanxia

Chapter 479 Battle of Xuanxing!

Boom...boom...boom...

The sound of thunder continued to be heard in the sky.

That was not real thunder, but a fierce battle between Huijue and Huikong!
They had transformed into two golden lightning bolts, instantly tearing open heart-pounding cracks in the clouds above the Jinchan Temple.

But no matter how fiercely they fought, every time they collided, a huge golden swastika symbol would appear in the surrounding air, dissipating the aftermath of the fight between the two.

"Senior brother..."

In the sky, Huijue's voice was heard indifferently: "You want to divide your attention to protect the monks, and even trap the Buddhist disciples, and you also want to stop me. This is a bit too arrogant."

Huikong didn't say anything, but the next moment, there was a rumble of thunder in the sky, and a golden lightning as thick as an arm fell from the sky and hit Huijue directly!
They fought fiercely, and there was also chaos in the Jinchan Temple below.

Huiming, like a demon, flew by with a sharp laugh, and blood was splattered wherever he passed. Many monks were hit. They were all in great pain, with blood boiling, and they might turn into insane monsters at any time.

No one knows what this blood energy is, and no one knows why some people are affected while others are not.

Yuan Chun was one of the lucky monks who was not hit. After sending Huineng to the Thousand Buddha Hall, he had no time to stop. He turned around and flew away again, capturing the remaining monks who were corroded by blood and energy and sending them to the Thousand Buddha Hall.

Yuan Xiang, who was defeated by Fu Qingzhou in a chess game before, was confused, but after figuring out what happened, he started casting spells without any hesitation.

The reason why the Thousand Buddha Hall is named so is because countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are enshrined in this hall. There are nearly a hundred golden statues on the throne of the hall alone, and in the square outside the hall, there are also countless statues of Bodhisattvas and Arhats.

At this time, as the circle was connected with the Buddha seal, golden light appeared on each of the golden Buddha statues, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats.

These golden lights flew like fireflies and landed on Huineng and other monks. Their surging blood and energy were quickly suppressed, and their painful expressions also eased.

Seeing this, Yuan Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could rest, Yuan Chun appeared at his side like lightning, carrying two struggling monks on his shoulders: "More! Don't stop!"

Ensou sighed, took the two men and put them on the ground.

But before he could start to act again, a strange laugh suddenly came from the sky again!

"It's him!"

Yuan Chun was startled and raised his head suddenly, and saw the bloody man again.

He had already realized that this was Huiming... Previously in Fu Qingzhou's memory, he had naturally also seen the scene of Huiming being skinned.

But Yuanxiang and the other monks didn't know this. They only knew that this demon was laughing and howling strangely as he swooped over the Thousand Buddha Hall!

Amidst this long roar of laughter, the blood and energy that had just been suppressed in Huineng and others began to surge again!
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Huineng let out a wild cry, jumped up suddenly, and slapped the round figure beside him with his palm!
Yuan Chun's pupils shrank suddenly. He waved his sleeves to push Yuan Xiang away, then he stepped forward and took the palm strike head-on!
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, he took a few steps back, and his face turned very bad.

Yuanxiang, who was pushed aside, was not stunned. He frowned and quickly connected the Buddhist seal. The Thousand Buddha Hall suddenly emitted golden light, which once again suppressed the blood energy of Huineng and others.

"This won't work..."

Yuan Chun covered the painful spot on his chest and said in a hoarse voice: "Master Huikong has no spare energy to deal with him... I will go... You suppress him first... When Master Huineng recovers, let him go and gather the other monks in the temple..."

"Will it work?" Yuan Xiang said with a bitter face: "During this process, who knows how many monsters will be created..."

As he was speaking, he saw several monks rushing over, each carrying or dragging a few fellow disciples who were corroded by blood and energy. "Uncle Yuan, Uncle Yuanxiang! You can cure them, right!"

Yuan Xiang was delighted: "Yes, yes, yes! Quick, put them here..."

"Look, we are not the only ones working in the temple." Yuan Chun's expression eased a little: "Junior brother, hurry up, we can't let Senior Brother Huikong... ahem, hold us back."

As he was speaking, there was another loud bang in the sky, accompanied by simultaneous groans from Huikong and Huijue.

Everyone looked up in astonishment.

I saw a gust of air sweeping across the sky, and the golden swastika talisman that was used to dissolve the aftermath of the battle between the two was shattered!
The wind was so fierce that it blew off the tiles on the temple roof and broke some fragile small trees. The disciples with lower cultivation could not even stand steadily. Many monks who were contaminated by blood were blown several feet away and rolled like balls because they could not stand steadily.

This was just the aftermath of their collision, which was mostly resolved by the swastika golden talisman!

With a loud bang, Huikong fell from the sky like a meteorite and landed in the monks' quarters in the distance, destroying a row of them and causing smoke and dust to rise everywhere.

Huijue was not having a good time either. He spit out blood and also flew far away, falling towards the direction of the Valley of Regret. Soon, a loud noise was heard from there, shaking the ground of the entire temple slightly.

The monks’ eyes widened... Is this the Battle of Xuanxing?

I heard that a few years ago, Long Dabei and Ning Baimei also had a battle of Xuanxing in Wandu Mountain... But at that time, both of them seemed to be seriously injured, and their strength was greatly reduced. Despite this, rumors such as "going to the sky and into the earth" and "thunder and shaking" were also spread.

Now, the only two Xuanxing masters in Jinchan Temple are giving it their all!

Although Huikong tried hard not to let their fight affect everyone, even a tiny bit of overflow could be so terrifying!
As everyone was anxiously thinking, they saw a cloud of dust rising from the direction of the monks' quarters. It was Huikong. At this moment, he was as bright as the sun, and he flew towards the direction of the Valley of Regret like lightning.

At this moment, the sound of cicadas suddenly came from the direction of the Valley of Regret.

The cicada's chirping was sharp and continuous. Every monk who heard it... no matter if they were tainted by blood or what their realm of cultivation was, all covered their ears in pain.

"Yes, it is the Golden Cicada Reincarnation Art!"

Yuan Chun covered his ears tightly and gritted his teeth, "Master, he wants to kill us?!"

But the next second, another kind of cicada chirping sounded in the sky.

It is melodious, light, crisp and pleasant. The moment it sounded, it neutralized the previous cicada chirping. The two intertwined and formed a cicada song like a summer afternoon.

"Is this also the Golden Cicada Reincarnation Art? It was Master Huikong! He resolved Master's..."

Yuan Chun let go of his ears and said in astonishment: "Such a terrifying killing skill can actually be used like this..."

"Stop sighing!"

Yuan Xiang pushed him hard and said, "Go and stop that monster!"

Yuan Chun woke up as if from a dream. He took a deep breath, calmed down, and flew into the air, chasing after Huiming who was laughing strangely in the distance.

On this side, more sober monks came over, dragging fellow disciples stained by blood. Of course, some of them were seriously injured, probably because they were injured by those blood monks...

In the Valley of Regret, Huijue's entire body was deeply embedded in the mountain. He covered his chest with his hands, and golden blood kept flowing from his mouth.

Yes, his blood turned golden...

The Golden Cicada Reincarnation Art is the only sure-kill skill in the Golden Cicada Temple. It needs to be supplemented by great compassion and great Vajra wrath. Use compassion to lead people through reincarnation, and use Vajra wrath to strangle evildoers.

When the secret is uttered, the cicadas will chirp to the sky, and anyone who hears it will die, without exception!
Once this secret is released, it means that the Buddhist precept of not killing will be broken. If one cannot believe that what he has done is completely correct, the moment the secret is released, it will also be the moment of death for the person performing the secret... After that, he will turn into a golden body, and his right and wrong, merits and demerits will be left for future generations to judge.

"Junior brother."

At some point, Huikong was already quietly floating above the Valley of Regret.

His body was glowing with golden light, and he said in a deep voice: "You used the Golden Cicada Reincarnation Art, but you just spat out a mouthful of golden blood. Do you...really believe that what you did was right?"

"Of course what I did was right."

Huijue raised his head, his eyes still bright: "If the heart of Tao is blocked, how can one cultivate to the level of you and me?"

Huikong looked at him calmly.

He had just performed the Golden Cicada Reincarnation Technique, and there was nothing unusual about him.

"Brother, you are wrong."

He said calmly: "If your true heart is free from obstacles and dust, you won't even spit out a mouthful of blood."

"What's wrong with pursuing power?" Huijue smiled and said, "You and I have practiced for decades, and haven't we all been doing this? Since the essence is like this, why should we hide it? When we achieve the divine realm, we can bring back the dead and the flesh, and turn bones into flesh. All life and death can be reversed, so why should we care about the killing karma before?"

Huikong's eyes were filled with disappointment. He shook his head, didn't want to say anything more, and waved his hands violently.

All of a sudden, two huge golden illusory hands appeared between the mountains. They clasped their hands together and moved towards Huijue who was embedded in the mountain, as if they wanted to slap him to death.

Huijue made the Buddhist seal with his hands, and the Buddha's light flowed around his body, transforming into a large glass bead, protecting himself inside it, and barely supporting the pair of palms.

"Let him be executed."

Huikong said calmly: "You can't escape."

"Is that so..." Huijue smiled softly: "Do you think...your disciple can really control the Buddha?"

After saying that, he suddenly raised his head and let out a long howl!
(End of this chapter)