The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 231: The Holy Infant, a Match-fixing Game

"The Thunder God of the Capital Heaven prays for thunder and drinks rainbows. The Heavenly Talisman is everywhere and cannot be stopped. To save people from drought, the fierce officials are powerful. If anyone dares to mess around, Heaven will not tolerate it!"

As Sun Tianchi's curse sounded, the golden and ink-colored thunder talisman turned into a bolt of lightning and struck the giant turtle.

Boom! ! !

Thousands of acres of thunderclouds moved at the news, and the talisman immediately sent down thunder like a storm, as if it was not just a talisman, but the Thunder God who wields thunderbolts.

The scene was very spectacular. From a distance, it looked like a giant turtle was about to survive a heavenly calamity. Its huge body was almost submerged in the sea of ​​thunder, and the lightning and thunder turned into an endless ocean. Even if it drilled into the turtle shell, it was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, following closely.

The area within a radius of hundreds of feet was covered by lightning, the sound was extremely terrifying, and the continuous thunder echoed among the mountains, scaring away countless birds and beasts.

Those with lower cultivation levels couldn't even open their eyes, and their eyes were filled with tears due to the flash.

Zhang Jiuyang looked at this scene with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

What a powerful treasure for all living beings!

No wonder it is said that the one who holds this precious scroll can compete with those in the sixth realm.

The sixth realm is called the Descent of the Holy Infant, and it is also the realm that Yue Ling and the Dragon Girl are about to enter.

The fourth realm is to refine the elixir and cast the golden elixir, the fifth realm is to nourish the holy fetus, which means to strengthen the golden elixir and nurture the holy fetus, and when it comes to the sixth realm, it is like Nezha is born, the Great Sage is born, the golden elixir is broken and the holy baby comes out, strange phenomena appear in the heaven and the earth, and the supernatural powers are fully developed.

The most typical sign of the birth of the Holy Infant is that it can begin to mobilize the power of heaven and earth, greatly increasing the power of spells and magical powers, and also increasing its lifespan.

For example, many of Painted Skin's spells, such as the Moonlight Escape Technique and the Immobilization Technique, are not actually particularly powerful magical powers, but in his hands they can exert incredible power.

Other people's immobilization skills can only freeze a person for a moment at most, but his immobilization skills can almost make time and space freeze.

This is the blessing of the power of heaven and earth.

Those who reach this state can be called true people.

It is for this reason that Zhuge Yunhu was able to draw upon the power of the Big Dipper to descend upon the world, and even though the enemy was thousands of miles away, he could deploy an array to fight the enemy.

Simply put, before the sixth realm, one relies on one’s own strength, but after the sixth realm, one has the added support of the power of heaven and earth.

There is an insurmountable gap between the fifth and sixth realms. Unless one is a natural alien or an extraordinary genius, it is impossible to compete with it.

Zhang Jiuyang couldn't help but sigh that Xuanfu Shanren was indeed a master of his generation. He could actually leave behind such a precious treasure as the Infinite Merit Talisman, which allowed Sun Tianchi, whose aptitude was far inferior to Yue Ling, to cross a major realm.

Of course, the power of merit is not infinite. Every time Sun Tianchi uses it, the golden light of merit will weaken a little.

Roar!
The giant turtle, which had been able to move the sky with ease since its appearance, finally let out a painful roar under the destruction of endless thunder.

Its voice is vast and its blood is dark yellow.

Strands of dark yellow blood flowed, each strand weighing a thousand pounds.

Zhang Jiuyang frowned slightly, watching the cracks on Bantian's body becoming more and more obvious, his heart couldn't help but tense. This turtle had a mysterious origin and was carrying an invisible celestial monument, so it should not have no backup plan.

However, Sun Tianchi's attack was so fierce that he was a little worried that Ban Tianzhen would not be able to withstand it.

Above the void, the god-like figure with golden light all over his body began to draw a new rune.

Using fingers as pens, golden light as ink, and cloud-shaped scripts as heavenly books, it is mysterious and unfathomable.

Once again, strange phenomena occurred between heaven and earth. On one side, thunder was thundering like rain, and on the other side, heavy snow was falling. The temperature around dropped rapidly, and the cold air surged in, as if winter had suddenly arrived.

Guishui magic talisman!

Zhang Jiuyang looked at the sky and thought that the time should be about right. After crashing into the mountain, it would be the time he and Yue Ling agreed to take action.

Yue Ling has never let him down, and he believes this time will be no exception.

Sure enough, under the moonlight, two figures suddenly appeared.

The evil spirit is boiling and the atmosphere is eerie.

A terrifying figure with a green face, fangs, wings on its back, and holding two bloody swords flew over, and on its back stood a tall and majestic figure like a demon.

He was wearing a black robe and had a ghost face, long fluttering hair, and a pair of red eyes that seemed brighter than the moonlight.

In an instant, Sun Tianchi's hands, which were drawing the talisman, paused.

Yama!!
In the cave, the voice of the two-faced Buddha sounded.

"Amitabha, Yama, we are all from the underworld, so we should not judge by the monk, but by the Buddha. Do you really have to do this to the extreme?"

However, Yan Luo ignored him and just slowly raised his hand.

The next moment, terrifying figures emerged. They were hundreds of rampant soldiers, holding killing weapons, with flames of murderous intent burning in their eyes and fangs bared.

After consuming a large amount of agarwood, these rampant soldiers' strength improved significantly and became more ferocious. Some of them grew three heads, some grew wings, and some even rode tigers and elephants.

"Today, the whole family will be wiped out."

The ventriloquy sounded, deep and majestic, full of murderous intent.

Yan Luo waved his hand, and the rampant soldiers rushed out like a flood, like beasts out of a cage. The most shocking thing was that they were no longer disorganized as before, but quite organized.

The soldiers riding on tigers and giant elephants led the charge from top to bottom, becoming an indestructible spear that easily tore through the defense line of the disciples of Wan Fu Tower.

The rampant soldiers grew wings and flew into the sky, dropping huge rocks to harass.

The soldiers who were good at close combat rushed out last, completely disrupting the enemy's formation and preventing it from restoring its formation.

As for the soldiers capable of long-range attacks, they hid in the rear and used poisoned arrows to accurately kill the enemies, specifically targeting those inner disciples who had a certain prestige and tried to lead the resistance.

Even these archers were guarded by soldiers who were good at defense. They were wearing heavy armor and holding huge shields, like a solid wall of steel.

"Oh my god, are they... still the soldiers I know?" Ah Li's voice rang out. She was now possessed by a paper man, her eyes wide open, full of disbelief, and she whispered.

"Sister Ming Wang, what you taught them is amazing!"

Although there were only a few hundred soldiers, when combined with the military battle formations and the coordination of arms, they actually exerted several times the combat power, with remarkable results. The disciples of Wan Fu Tower had almost no ability to fight back, and were killed and defeated as soon as they came into contact.

Yan Luo smiled slightly and said in a voice transmission: "Little Ali, you still have a lot to learn. In the battlefield, leading the troops is only a talent for a general, while being able to plan and strategize is a talent for a commander."

"There are only a few hundred soldiers now. When there are thousands or even tens of thousands in the future, if you don't know how to command them, I'm afraid you will be in chaos. The more soldiers you have, the higher the requirements for your generals."

The voice was cold and majestic, and it belonged to a woman.

There is no doubt that the current Yan Luo is Yue Ling in disguise.

"Sister Ming Wang, how many soldiers can you command at most?"

Ali asked with some curiosity.

Yue Ling's voice was calm, yet it revealed an indescribable confidence and spirit.

"Anyone who can command thousands of troops and attack with moderation can be considered a good general. A person who can command tens of thousands of troops and remain calm and at ease can be considered a famous general. As for me..."

She smiled faintly and said four words.

“The more the merrier.”

Ah Li scratched her head and said awkwardly, "Sister Ming Wang, what does this idiom mean?"

Yue Ling: “…”

……

"Painted Skin Master!!!"

Seeing his disciples falling in a pool of blood one by one and being slaughtered by the rampant soldiers, Sun Tianchi became furious. He pointed his finger and drew down countless thunders, which turned many rampant soldiers into ashes. Then he glared at Zhang Jiuyang.

It was agreed that he would stop the giant turtle and the other party would stop Yama.

"Haha, Master Sun, please be patient."

Zhang Jiuyang finally stood up and looked at Yue Ling from a distance. Their eyes met, and the two seemed to have a telepathic connection, and a smile appeared under their masks.

Prepare to have a fake match.

He had fought against Yue Ling as Yan Luo before and performed once in front of Su Nu, so the two of them were quite familiar with the situation.

"Yan Luo, I didn't expect you to dare to come here. Aren't you afraid that the two-faced Buddha in the cave will show up and kill you together with me?"

Zhang Jiuyang deliberately provoked.

Yan Luo's voice was filled with disdain.

"A defeated general dares to talk about bravery?"

"If you two come together, I'll kill you both!"

Zhang Jiuyang paused, thinking to himself, have I always spoken like this before?
It’s really infuriating.

He snorted coldly and wanted to say something else, but he heard Sun Tianchi's angry voice, like thunder.

"Speaking of your mother, hurry up and do it!!!"

Those who died were all his people!

Even though Sun Tianchi had tried his best to protect his disciples, he was still fighting with the giant turtle and could only provide limited help.

Why is this damn turtle shell so hard?

And that damn Painted Skin Master, are you two old lovers? Why do you have to waste time talking after meeting each other?
If we don’t defeat him soon, Wanfu Tower will be gone!
Zhang Jiuyang smiled faintly and did not delay any longer. He waved his hand and the evil spirits with painted skins hiding in the dark rushed out one after another and fought against the rampant soldiers together with the disciples of Wanfu Tower, which reduced their pressure suddenly.

Sun Tianchi finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, although the Painted Skin Master was a little hesitant, he at least really lent a helping hand.

In this way, he just needs to concentrate on dealing with the giant turtle.

Thinking of this, Sun Tianchi put aside all distractions and continued to draw talismans with the power of merit, bombarding the tortoise shell wildly. Watching the cracks on the opponent gradually spread and listening to the screams from the tortoise shell, his eyes lit up with joy.

This turtle is magical, its blood is dark yellow, and its shell has extremely strong defensive capabilities. It can be said that it is full of treasures. Killing it can make up for the loss of merit power.

But not long after, he heard countless familiar screams again, as if they were from his Wanfu Tower's disciples.

When he took a closer look, he was immediately furious and could no longer control himself.

In the moonlit night, the Painted Skin Master had already fought with Yama Luo with amazing power. Although he was slightly at a disadvantage, they were still able to fight back and forth.

But... why does the aftermath of the fights between you two always affect the disciples of my Wan Fu Tower?

The raging flames almost spread to half of the Wanfu Tower, with flames shooting up into the sky. I don't know how many disciples were affected and burned to ashes.

Although Cang Bing and Hua Pi also suffered casualties, they were nothing compared to the disciples of Wan Fu Lou.

Finally, Sun Tianchi couldn't help it and shouted loudly.

"Painted Skin Master, please pay attention!!!"

"Fuck your mother!"

The head of a sect was actually forced to swear.

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(End of this chapter)