The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 318 Paradise Palace
Outside the tomb.

The fight between Yimei Zhenren and Xianrenpi has reached a fever pitch. He is worthy of being a well-known Taoist master with profound magical powers, unpredictable methods, and his thunder magic is even more superb.

But that terrifying human skin seemed to sweep across the heaven and earth, swallowing up all the thunder. The black scriptures on the skin contained some kind of terrifying power, as if it could bury all living beings between heaven and earth.

Master Yimei felt something was not right as the fight went on. He actually felt a vague sense of weakness in his body, as if all his life force was slipping away.

After making a calculation with his fingers, he was shocked.

During this period of fighting, his life span, which was not long to begin with, was quietly reduced by ten years!
In an instant, his heart felt like bleeding.

This evil thing can actually destroy a person's life?

Losing big!
Master Yimei was thinking of retreating, but he heard Yama's muffled groan coming from the grave. It was obvious that Yue Ling was unstoppable at the moment and had the absolute upper hand.

Moreover, this fairy skin was not unscathed, and the fairy light on it was dimmer than before.

If he left like this, he would have lost ten years of his life in vain without gaining anything. He would even become an enemy of Yue Ling because of his failure to complete his mission.

Not worth the candle.

As soon as he thought of this, Master Yimei had already made a decision in his heart. Seeing that Yue Ling was about to take down Yan Luo, he was also ready to use his trump card and end the battle quickly.

"Disciple, the 32nd generation master of Feixian Cave, please give me the ancestor's magic weapon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of spiritual light flew out from his Niwan Palace, emitting a dazzling divine radiance and brilliant light, making the night instantly as bright as day.

It turned out to be a paper palace, flowing with vast fairy light. There were heavenly soldiers guarding in front of the 72 palace gates. In the distance, one could vaguely see dragons, phoenixes, immortals, and Buddhas preaching and strolling around in it.

The most precious treasure of Feixian Cave—the Paradise Palace!
This was not a magic weapon left by Master Zixiao, but by Tianmao Zhenjun, the founder of the Feixian Cave. It was said that Tianmao Zhenjun was also a very outstanding ghost walker.

After he entered the Feixian Cave by chance, he used the Yin-moving origami technique as the foundation, combined with the "Purple Thunder Book" and many of the Feixian Cave's mysterious skills, to refine his own natal treasure, the Paradise.

This is a unique magic weapon with magical powers, such as the sun and the moon in a pot, the universe in the sleeves, and the Buddha's kingdom in the palm. It is like hiding Mount Sumeru in a mustard seed, a small paper house, but it can contain a world of its own.

It is said that this paradise palace can contain everything, with fairies dancing, gods guarding, real dragons bowing their heads, and arhats chanting in Sanskrit.

To put it simply, this paper palace not only has an amazing storage effect, but is also equivalent to a mobile arsenal. Although those gods and Buddhas are fake, they still have a strong deterrent effect.

After Tianmao Zhenjun refined this magic weapon, he became invincible.

The Paradise Palace also became the treasure of Feixian Cave, and only the cave masters of all generations could manage and control it.

"Four Heavenly Gods, Five Mountain Gods, Nine Star Gods, why don't you lead the heavenly soldiers to defeat the demons quickly!"

Master Yimei rang the Taoist bell in his hand, and with his other hand he made a seal like a tiger talisman, and recited profound words like a huge bell.

The next moment, the gates of the Paradise Palace opened one after another, and countless heavenly soldiers rushed out and lined up calmly under the leadership of the divine generals.

Although they flew out of a small paper house, their bodies quickly grew larger after coming to the world. The sky suddenly became dark, thunder roared, and light shone in all directions, looming in the clouds.

The scene was extremely shocking, as if heavenly soldiers and generals had really come down to earth to defeat the demons. The figures and majesty of the gods and Buddhas in the sky were enough to scare countless demons to death just by looking at them from afar.

This is the power of the Paradise Palace.

With this magic weapon, Yimei Zhenren seemed to be invincible. He could constantly dispatch troops and generals. In this era when immortals did not appear, he had completely crushed others in terms of momentum.

Even if the heavenly soldiers and generals die, they can be resurrected in the Paradise Palace, but it will consume some of their magic power.

"kill!"

Following the command from Master Yimei, the heavenly soldiers and generals began to attack proactively, and one after another they rushed towards the fairy skin like a tide, roaring to the sky. However, it was fake after all, and the fairy skin still used its means of covering the sky and the sun, wrapping up a large number of heavenly soldiers and generals, and then kept squirming.

After a moment, the skin was unfolded and countless blood rained down.

Master Yimei's expression became even more solemn.

What a weird human skin! Even the heavenly soldiers and generals in the Paradise Palace can’t do anything to it?
“Kill again!!”

This time he summoned the Five Emperors in the Heavenly Palace, the Demon-Subduing Marshal, the Evil-Suppressing Heavenly Lord, and the Thunder Master. Each of them exuded astonishing aura and divine brilliance, riding dragons and controlling phoenixes, and holding different magic weapons in their hands.

But the fairy skin was not afraid at all. Even if it was injured, it could recover quickly. It could even change into a human form, chant spells, and fight with the other gods without losing the upper hand.

Just as the situation was reaching a stalemate, a sudden scream was heard from the Yama in the grave.

The winner is decided in the grave!

Master Yimei was anxious, fearing that Yue Ling would come to compete with him for the ownership of the fairy skin, so he decided to take a risk.

He pinched his fingers, chanted a spell, and pointed with his fingers.

Those gods from the Paradise Palace immediately entangled the immortal skin at all costs, and then the seventy-two palace gates of the immortal palace opened together, releasing infinite suction.

The fairy skin began to shrink and float towards the Paradise Palace.

Master Yimei finally revealed a smile. No matter how ferocious this human skin was, as long as he entered the Heavenly Palace, he would be slaughtered by him.

However, he soon stopped laughing.

Perhaps sensing the danger from the Paradise Palace, the black scriptures on the immortal's skin began to flow faster, and even a strange chanting sound appeared in the void.

"Burial means hiding and taking advantage of the vitality. The yin and yang qi exhales to become wind, rises to become clouds, falls to become rain, and moves through the earth to become vitality..."

As the chanting sounded, the gods from the Paradise Palace actually rotted into mud and were no longer able to restrain the Immortal Skin.

The next moment, fairy light bloomed on the fairy skin, and it actually turned the tables and captured the Paradise on Yimei Zhenren's head, trying to bring it back to its own tomb.

"stop!"

Master Yimei's eyes were bloodshot and his heart was bleeding. His whole body was filled with magical power and his white eyebrows even turned deep red. It was obvious that his qi and blood were rushing against the flow and his mind was in turmoil.

However, no matter how much magic power he infused, he could not stop watching the treasure of Feixian Cave, the Paradise Palace, sinking and falling little by little.

This is not to say that the Paradise Palace is inferior to the Immortal Skin. As the most powerful treasure that once dominated the world and made Tianmao Zhenjun invincible, its power is definitely not inferior to the Immortal Skin.

But Yimei Zhenren is not Tianmao Zhenjun after all.

Although he can manage the Paradise Palace, according to the ancient books left by Tianmao Patriarch, the Paradise Palace can only exert its full power in the hands of a Yin-walker.

So despite trying my best, it was still of no avail.

Boom!

The immortal skin fell into the tomb with the Paradise Palace. The next moment, the seriously injured Yan Luo and Yue Ling holding a knife flew out, and then the tomb was completely closed.

"Yan Luo, return my Paradise to me!!!"

Yimei Zhenren's angry voice resounded through the sky.

(End of this chapter)