The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 194: Second Water (Supplement)

The vast sea of ​​suffering is below, and the flood from the sky is above, and the two are connected in the middle. The four colors of black, gray, yellow and red are reflected in each other. The statue of the thousand-foot golden Buddha stands motionless. The boundless sea of ​​suffering is swallowing up the water of Wu Yuan.

Jiang Yunzhi was not afraid at all. She just let the sea of ​​suffering continue to grow. The color in the sea gradually turned yellow. She sacrificed sixty-four true cultivators and combined them into Wu Yuan. As long as they were not in the Golden Core realm, no one could overthrow her power.

Although the image of the sea of ​​suffering is quite mysterious, the opponent alone is simply unable to resist the power of the sixty-four true practitioners combined!

As the red and yellow color in the sea of ​​suffering gradually expanded, Wang Lingyun obviously noticed this. He frowned and thought for a long time, and then he said again: "May the Buddhas help me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, only a few breaths passed, and then a golden light was seen shining brightly in the sky above the nine heavens. A golden lotus fell into the sea of ​​suffering. Immediately, nine lotus flowers were born, and one lotus turned into thousands. In just a few blinks of an eye, tens of thousands of lotus flowers were born in the sea of ​​suffering, and all the Wu Yuan water in the sea was transformed into nutrients for the lotuses.

When Jiang Yunzhi saw this scene, she felt despair. She looked up to the sky and smiled sadly. A huge hatred burned in her heart. She would never accept failure!
Inside the Qimiao Temple, Monk Duyuan could not help but ask in shock: "Why do so many Buddhas think highly of him?

Even though he has a very high level of talent and understanding, he still has the heart to resist Buddhism, so...”

“What are you talking about?” The Venerable Miaoshan, who was sitting at the head of the class, glared at his disciple and said slowly, “From now on, you have to call him Venerable!

When he truly ascends to the position of a venerable, he will be given a venerable title, and his status will probably be three times higher than mine. You must stop making irresponsible comments in private."

After hearing this, Du Yuan was shocked and stunned for a long time before he responded, "Yes! I will teach you."

……

In the Xuanyuan world, on the high platform, Li Yuan was also slightly surprised when he saw this scene. It was obvious that Wang Lingyun was favored by the Buddhas in the Great Desire Buddhist World, but if his mind was not strong enough, he would sink into Buddhism and convert to Buddhism.

But if one can become a venerable being comparable to the Golden Elixir and escape from being an ant, it may not be a bad thing.

Li Yuan stretched out his hand and touched the Siming Stone, and the Qi flowed, using fate to predict the situation. If there were no obstacles or accidents, Wang Lingyun would most likely become a Buddhist master and work hard for Buddhism all his life. It was impossible to predict which Buddha would be involved in the future a thousand years later.

Li Yuan's mind turned, and he devoted himself to Buddhism. Instead of doing that, why not be bolder and establish a new Buddhist sect?

Even if one day the Buddhism of the ancient world is not tolerated, can't we still establish Buddhism of the new world?

He had a plan in mind, but the time was not yet ripe, so there was no need to rush.

However, it's time to end this disaster.

Li Yuan's thoughts turned, his soul was born and led to the outside world.

In a forbidden area of ​​the Qi Ling Sect, a beam of emerald green light suddenly rose up, illuminating the Qi Ling Mountain Gate and attracting all the disciples to turn around and look.

But I saw a dark blue color above the sky, with grass and flowers blooming, the air of spring was full of vitality, summer thunder was rolling, there was vitality for a hundred miles, and the cold snow had all melted.

On the Shuwu Peak, Chen Guan saw this scene and said with emotion: "It's finally done."

Wang Chaochen on the side was puzzled, but since the master didn't say much, he didn't ask much. He just watched the rain falling all over the sky, and the grass and trees were all new, as if spring had arrived and all things were reviving. It seemed like Wood Virtue, but also like the legendary Yuanshui.

Above the sky, Jiang Yunzhi, who was already nearly insane, sensed the Yuanshui magical power of the Qi Ling Sect, and was instantly shocked and confused. Logically speaking, the previous Yuanshui cultivator was already over three or four hundred years old at this time, and he must have cultivated magical powers, but what was going on with the magical aura displayed by the Qi Ling Sect at this moment?

Wang Lingyun also turned around in surprise and saw the disciple who had broken through the Yuanshui level in the mountain gate. Yuanshui..., he was from the same sect as the one in front of him. Yuanshui... Could it be Wang Qinding? But he had ordinary spiritual roots and no spiritual objects to help him. Only one in ten could break through to the true cultivation level. I guess it must be another disciple who cultivated Yuanshui and happened to break through with the help of Jiang Yunzhi's magical power, right?
In the forbidden area of ​​Qi Lingmen, Wang Qinding, who was once old and frail, now looked radiant. He transformed from an old man in his seventies into an elegant man in his thirties, regaining his youthful appearance.

He raised his hand and placed it in front of his eyes, looking at his own young body, and sighed and laughed, "So this is the realm of true cultivation. The way of Yuanshui is to make it grow and stay in the deep position. It is the source of water virtue and the industry of moistening wood. It is really mysterious.

I have been practicing Taoism for over a hundred years, and I am still here today. "

Wang Qinding smiled and raised his hand, and the sky was covered with drizzle. Clouds appeared in the distant mountains, urging the dusk to approach. The gentle wind blew the rain and made the sky dark. The dream on the top of the building was lingering at the fifth hour, and the sorrow under the flowers was in the rain in March.

"Mystical power: [Blue Rain], which obscures the five senses of living beings and bewitches the seven emotions of people. Cholera is blue and will never exist again. It is exactly what I want!"

He has never set foot out of the forbidden area, and still lives deep in this cave that is almost isolated from the world, consolidating his state of mind and comprehending the wonders of his supernatural powers.

The disciples of Qi Ling Sect relaxed only when they saw the green rain gradually stopping falling from the sky. This was because the rain made them feel as if they had lost their hearing and sight when it fell on their bodies, and it sealed off their five senses and six consciousnesses, so frightening everyone that they all hid from the rain.

Now that the rain has stopped, the ground in the sect is flooded and the disciples are once again preparing for battle.

But when they stepped on the accumulated water, they found that their legs were bound by stones, causing them to fall to the ground.

Before the disciples could react, they heard a melodious voice echoing in the mountains from afar.

"I, Li Zhongquan, have been practicing Taoism for ninety-eight years. Today, I have achieved the true water and the primordial essence, which is called Weak Water.

The eight hundred rivers flow into the underworld, and the water is three thousand deep. Even a feather cannot float, and reed flowers will sink. "

As soon as the words fell, countless water drops gathered in the sky and earth, and the number reached three thousand, which was truly immeasurable. Countless water qi gathered on the Liangyi Yuan array, and with the help of the Yuan and Zhen Dao, and the magic of Tai Chi, it turned into a long and deep river. Li Zhongquan appeared and stood on the river, surrounded by weak water, and the gods and Buddhas retreated.

Seeing this scene, Zuo Qiuyu on Qiyuan Lake couldn't help but stroke his beard and praised: "There are three thousand rivers, but goose feathers can't float. How wonderful! How wonderful!"

Two disciples who cultivated water virtue had achieved breakthroughs in true cultivation in succession. Even if there was a major battle like this, it would still be a cause for great joy.

Many disciples, even though they were covered in mud, climbed out of the puddles that had returned to normal and shouted excitedly, "God bless Qi Ling! God bless Qi Ling!"

The loud shouts echoing from the mountains resounded throughout the gate of Qi Ling Mountain. All the battle-hardened disciples were infected, some responded at the top of their lungs, some shouted excitedly. Even though there was still a heavy curtain of water above the sky, the momentum of Qi Ling was unstoppable!

On Fuso Square, Lu Fei, who was maintaining the Yuan Array, saw this scene and listened to the loud shouts coming from his ears. His heart howled, but a smile with tears on his old face. He said with relief: "God bless Qi Ling." As soon as he finished speaking, the last bit of true energy in his body was exhausted, and he fell into a coma and fell asleep with his head down.

The disciples of Zhenfeng beside him all came back to their senses in amazement and shouted urgently, "Master! Master!"

Twelve white elm spiritual trees appeared, and the body of Lu Fei, who was sitting cross-legged at the core of the Yuan Formation, turned into twelve green lights and merged into the twelve white elms.

The stars in the sky bloomed, illuminating the white elm, which looked like Pu Xue, standing on the Fusang Square, taking over his body and continuing to support the Yuan Array.

Chen Guan in Shuwu Peak felt his heart tighten suddenly when he saw the white elm tree rising into the sky. Lu Fei had been injured since the disaster when the mountain was surrounded by the sunset glow. In addition, he had been building various large and small formations in the mountain for so many years, and teaching many disciples. It can be said that he was three times busier than him, the head of the sect.

After all, deducing the array and studying the array is a huge burden on the soul. Moreover, he persisted in the third level realm for three years and personally presided over one of the core elements of the array, and the backlash from the array was extremely severe.

Chen Guan immediately ignored many laws, flew out and came to Fuso Square, but there was no sign of Lu Fei. There were only a group of Zhenfeng disciples holding his relics, kneeling and crying.

Seeing this scene, Chen Guan couldn't help but be stunned. Lu Fei was the disciple he focused on training when he was in charge of the mountain gate. Like Bai Suwen and Wang Lingyun, he taught him like his own relatives and watched him become a true cultivator step by step.

But now, the other party passed away before this old man, and was guarding the core of the formation until the last moment before his death. He was with Qi Ling from birth to death.

His eyes were blurred and tears streamed down his face. However, Chen Guan took a deep breath to suppress his emotions and said in a hoarse voice, "Put... Elder Lu's belongings in a proper place and bury him with great ceremony after the war.

Now... the overall situation is still undecided, all disciples must concentrate on maintaining the formation and not be negligent!"

All the disciples of Zhenfeng swallowed their words and kowtowed three times with tears falling on the green bricks. They raised their heads and wiped their faces with their long sleeves.

They all returned to their positions, and the Yuan Formation, which had been affected by this fluctuation, stabilized again.

Even though their master was no longer around, the twelve bright white elm trees on Fuso Square still took over from Lu Fei to share the backlash of the Yuan Array so that their disciples would not have to pay with their lives.

Above the sky, Jiang Yunzhi saw two Shuide disciples cultivate their magical powers one after another. Looking at the spontaneous hearts of Qi Ling disciples heading towards the mountain gate, she was touched. Why can Qi Ling, with a heritage of four thousand years, still have such unity and unity inside and outside?
Thinking of her Linglong Sect, which has been prosperous for more than two thousand years, there have been internal and external struggles, and the six mountains and four halls have never been united. Even among fellow disciples and blood relatives, there have been many fratricide, fighting and scheming that have never stopped.

How could the Linglong Sect, which has been in decline until now, be a match for Qi Ling?

Jiang Yunzhi felt a sharp pain in her heart. She actually knew why this was the result. It was because of her master, Jiang Xu, the founder of the Linglong Sect who founded it and brought it to the pinnacle of the Southern Extreme.

Jiang Xu never really regarded Linglong Sect as his own school of thought or as his own disciples. In the eyes of a true cultivator of his high position, the only thing he cared about was how to gain relationships with the masters of the Heavenly Palace and how to make further progress.

To Jiang Xu, his disciples were no different from the enslaved Nan Jue Baidao Wanxiu.

Jiang Yunzhi's emotions reached their lowest point. At this moment, she no longer had any thoughts of avenging her master.

From now on, she is the only one in the world!
She doesn't do it for others, but only for herself!

Even if she died, she would rather die on the steps to the throne than be a slave and a pawn calculated by many True Lords!
Thinking of this, Jiang Yunzhi became ruthless and took out a real talisman that exuded the energy of the ethereal spirit. He activated the power of his status, entered the void, traveled thousands of feet, and actually passed the Liangyi Huanyang Mingyue formation and went straight into the gate of Qi Ling Mountain.

Even if she dies, she will seize the Yuanshui status hidden in the Qiling Sect and try to ascend to the throne!

This is her only life-saving talisman, made by the Jindan Zhenren, one of the seven qi. For a true cultivator, it is a treasure comparable to one's status!

Jiang Yunzhi's body covered in blood crawled out from the void and she stood in front of the Qi Lingmen ancestral hall.

The moment he sensed his aura entering the sect, Chen Guan was extremely shocked. He immediately used his magical powers to flash to the front of the ancestral hall and shouted, "What are you going to do!"

"Oh, is this the ancestral hall that has been passed down for four thousand years? It's really ancient." Jiang Yunzhi's eyes were slightly cold. Even though her body was scratched all over by the shuttle through the void, she didn't care at all. She stared straight at the spirit tablets in the mourning hall, and immediately her eyes fell on the spirit tablet engraved with "Li Yuan's Spirit".

She couldn't help but laughed crazily and said, "I know it, Yuanshui!" She stretched out her hand to take it, but saw an ancient Tai Chi diagram appearing and blocking her way.

Jiang Yunzhi frowned, without even looking at him, she stretched out her hand and waved it, then used the weight of Yuan Shui to hold him down. At this moment, even though her body and the strength of sixty-four true cultivators had been consumed a lot in the sea of ​​suffering, they could not be stopped by Chen Guan, an old and frail middle-level true cultivator.

"How dare you enter my Taoist ancestral temple?"

A clear sound was heard, and weak water floated up, blocking Jiang Yunzhi's body. Li Zhongquan, whose breath was not yet stable, stood in front of him with a firm look.

At this moment, all the true practitioners in the sect are guarding the outer formation nodes, and only a few of him can stop the enemy a little.

Wang Lingyun in the sky was also trying to escape from the Wu Yuan water force and was rushing towards the mountain gate.

Jiang Yunzhi knew in her heart that she could not be delayed, so she raised her hand without saying a word, and the mighty force of Yuan Shui directly swept Li Zhongquan into it. Even though the Weak Water was mysterious, it had not yet arrived at this moment. If the Weak Water blocked him a little, the vast Yuan Water would shatter his veins in the body, and he would lose the ability to mobilize his true energy.

She reached out her hand again and shattered the spiritual formation that protected the ancestral hall. Thoughts from all directions of heaven and earth followed her gaze and poured into the ancestral hall to explore its ancient wonders.

But at this time, Li Zhongquan, who was almost fainted on the ground, bit his bloody teeth and said with difficulty: "Do you know who I am?
The one who is trying to stop you is Zuo Qiu's foolish followers!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Yunzhi's outstretched hand suddenly stopped, and all the divine thoughts that were searching around the Qi Ling Sect were also fixed.

Above the ancient ancestral hall, above the sky, the colors of yin and yang appeared, as if even time and space had stopped!
An old sigh was heard. Li Zhongquan on the ground and the stunned Chen Guan sounded very familiar with it. It was Zuo Qiuyu's voice.

"Everyone, stop it."

With just these words, all thoughts disappeared, and the Yin-Yang Yuan Array became a real Yuan Array for the first time. The Yin-Yang Qi began to rotate, and the extreme Yang and Yin forces that rose into the sky dispersed all the Wu Yuan forces in the sky.

(End of this chapter)