Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 828 Why not worship?

The voice of Ping Tian Zhenjun seemed to still echo in the air, but his figure quickly moved away from the path Ji An had come from.

There was no lingering attachment, only panic.

When the Buddhist cultivators first took root, they did not attract much attention from the major Nascent Soul sects. Everyone suffered losses to varying degrees during the True Demon Tribulation. Although the news was communicated to all sects, no unified opinion was reached to resolve to gather all forces to deal with this Dao struggle.

Many True Lords believed that time was on the side of Central Continent, and that it would not be too late to deal with the enemy after several decades when the various sects had recovered their strength.

Unexpectedly, this decision bought the Buddhist monks the most precious time, and now the temples along the East China Sea are connected and their incense is thriving.

The Buddhist monks have gradually established themselves in Central Continent, threatening the survival of the local powers.

The Buddhist monks formed a massive magic array using various temples as nodes, and with the rapid response and support, even the combined attack of more than twenty Nascent Soul True Monarchs failed.

What makes things even more difficult for everyone is the gathering of Nascent Soul level cultivators here. Including the Nascent Soul level Dharma Protectors, there are as many as a hundred people, which has not been exposed before.

As long as Zhongzhou cannot unite completely, it will inevitably be devoured, and the situation has become delicate.

Lotus Temple? Kongwen? What's going on?

Ji An was filled with surprise, and he vaguely understood that the forgotten Buddhist cultivators must have returned to this land occupied by the immortal cultivators.

'Escape? I've been flying away for more than half a month and I've actually escaped back to Xizhou?' He felt a huge sense of absurdity.

Besides, if one has a weapon in mind, the urge to kill will arise. If one runs away at the first sign of trouble without even engaging in battle, wouldn't all his years of hard training have been for nothing?
A surge of fighting spirit rose from the bottom of his heart, and the confidence accumulated from past achievements did not allow him to back down.

Back then, when he was at the third level of the Nascent Soul stage, he hunted down a true demon at the eighth level of the Nascent Soul stage. Although he took advantage of the enemy being in a weakened state, the difference in their cultivation levels was real.

That hunt was of high quality, and now his cultivation has reached the sixth level of the Nascent Soul stage, which is enough for him to strategically despise most enemies at the Nascent Soul level.

A moment later, Ji An saw a large monk wearing a bright red kasaya flying slowly towards him, followed by two bare-chested monks with muscular bodies and skin like cast bronze, shimmering with a dull metallic luster.

The five magical treasures immediately responded to the summons and appeared around them, each radiating the primal power of the five elements to form a shimmering defensive domain.

The apricot-yellow flag of the Wuji (戊己) constellation is in the center, with the spiritual treasures of water, wood, fire, and metal arranged around it.

The magical artifact and the magical power within the body resonated, causing the veins on the surface of the Five Elements Divine Palace to shimmer with light, and the five Dao Seeds shone as brightly as the blazing sun at that moment.

At the same time, the Five Elements Divine Mountain appeared in his hand. This spiritual treasure had refined a large amount of mid-grade fourth-order spiritual soil and was now a mid-grade fourth-order spiritual treasure.

If it were to hit the ground, it would be a scene of cataclysmic destruction. Ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators would be killed by the slightest impact, and even mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators would fare no better.

The main strategy is to use overwhelming force to subdue others, and if they don't submit, then deliver a magical attack.

He prepared to attack, calmly watching the three approaching figures.

Ping Tian Zhenjun flew far away and became anxious when he realized that the fellow Daoist he had met by chance had not followed.

He tried hard to recall who the other person was and why they could call him by name so easily.

Logically speaking, he should know a True Monarch whose cultivation level is comparable to his, but coincidentally, he really couldn't recognize who the other party was. He just felt that he had a vague impression of them and thought that they must have met before.

He took out a bottle of ancient stone milk, tilted his head back and drank a few drops. He then used his cultivation technique to refine it instantly, restoring 60% of his internal energy.

He carefully resealed the jade bottle, gently shook it, and a bitter expression appeared on his face.

A few days ago, he went to Taixu Sect to discuss matters, but unexpectedly encountered Monk Kongwen on his way back. He had fought with this seemingly kind-looking monk before and was no match for him.

Their goal is to reach the late Nascent Soul stage, and with two mid-Nascent Soul stage guardians as helpers, they are no match for them in a direct confrontation.

With their escape route blocked, they could only flee to this desolate land, hoping to use the harsh environment to escape their pursuers.

There is a road here that is the route for the Cloud Sea Merchant Alliance's spirit boat to and from the Western Continent. He had a map and thought he could shake off the enemy soon, but he did not expect that as long as he stopped to rest, he would be caught up with in no time.

There were only about twenty drops of stalactite left; continuing to flee would be disastrous.

Even when he fled to the barren Western Continent, there was nowhere to stop Kong Wen.

Fighting against the Buddhist cultivators, it would be one thing to die in battle, but the real fear is that even if one's nascent soul is captured alive, one will not be able to escape.

In that case, they would be "converted," their millennia of cultivation would be wasted in a single day, and they would lose themselves and become the monks' henchmen.

Ping Tian Zhenjun took a deep breath and flew back. He couldn't let that fellow Daoist become a sacrifice. If the two of them escaped together, their chances of survival would be greater.

Kongwen and the two guardian Vajras stopped, and the white clouds beneath their feet formed a giant lotus flower.

He cultivated the supernatural power of Heavenly Eye, which allowed him to capture information about True Lord Pingtian whenever he used it, thus enabling him to always find the other party.

He looked Ji Anji up and down, a surprised smile appearing in his eyes, his long white eyebrows twitching with laughter:

"I never imagined that in this land that has not been bathed in the glory of Buddha for thousands of years, there would be lay practitioners cultivating the divine skills of our Buddhist sect. How wonderful!"

He clasped his hands together, his eyes full of admiration.

As a late-stage Samsara Realm monk king from the Great Wheel Temple, he immediately recognized the light emanating from the other party's body, a faint spiritual light that only Samsara Realm monks could see.

Although the aura emanating from the other party was slightly different from that of a normal guardian deity, he didn't think much of it.

Once the target is captured, they can be quickly converted to Buddhism.

"Layman, since you have an affinity with Buddhism, why don't you bow to authentic Buddhist practitioners when you see them?!"

Having said that, without waiting for Ji An's reply, he solemnly and softly chanted a Buddhist mantra and began reciting the sutra:
"Those who see my form will awaken the Bodhicitta; those who hear my name will cease evil and cultivate goodness; those who hear my Dharma will attain great wisdom."

This is the vow of Acala, the Bodhisattva of the Fudo Myo-o, which can be visualized by practitioners of the Acala Myo-o Kung Fu.

The two guardians flew forward and stood to the left and right of Kong Wen.

Why not worship?

Ji An sneered. Lian Shan Zhenjun had explained the drawbacks of the Immovable King Technique to him in detail, and after becoming a Nascent Soul True Lord, he himself realized the viciousness of this technique.

If he continues to cultivate using the most authentic methods, the visualized Buddha image will help him resist the tribulation lightning when he breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage.

It sounds good, but the price is that one's own nascent soul will merge with the visualized Buddha image.

It's like having a backdoor installed in the Nascent Soul, which can be activated by the Buddhist cultivators at any time. Without saying a word, he activated the Five Elements Divine Mountain and simultaneously channeled his magic power to manipulate the Taibai Extinction Spirit Sword.

If Lingbao can freeze these monks for even a moment, he will give them a generous gift.

The Chaotic Five Elements Thunder is the most powerful offensive spell that Ji An has mastered, but once this spell is used, no one is left alive, which is a huge waste.

Winning a battle but not gaining any benefits is the same as not fighting at all.

The Five Elements Divine Mountain flew into the air and grew larger as it faced the wind, transforming in an instant into a colossal object with a diameter of over three hundred feet, before crashing down.

As the five-colored spiritual light burst forth, Kong Wen, who was chanting scriptures, could no longer continue. He felt that the flow of his vow power within his body was slightly obstructed, and at the same time, immense pressure fell from the sky, trying to knock him down to the mortal world.

Not only him, but the two guardian Vajras each roared, and golden Buddhist light rose from their bodies. This was a release of their bodies in response to stress. The five-colored light was immense. They were forced by invisible pressure to the point that their veins bulged, and sweat poured down their foreheads, chests and backs like streams.

Kong Wen roared, his body radiating Buddhist light, and a golden pillar of light pushed the five-colored spiritual light back.

After all, he was a monk king who was only one step away from the perfect Samsara Realm, and even the Five Elements Divine Mountain was blown away when he unleashed his full power.

The pressure on the two guardian Vajras suddenly decreased, and after getting a chance to catch their breath, they immediately assumed the form of wrathful Vajras and charged forward on lotus flowers.

Just as the Five Elements Divine Mountain was blown away, Ji An raised his Nascent Soul Dharma Form.

The phantom image of a vast, turbulent sea spread out, encircling him and several enemies within it.

The bright moon, born with the tide, lingered briefly behind his head, like a white halo of Buddha.

The blazing sunlight was dispelled, and the area within several miles now belonged entirely to Ji An.

The Gengxin Metal Dao Seeds shimmered with light, and two silver flying swords merged into that serene radiance, piercing the brows of the two guardian Vajras.

The next moment, the heads of the two cultivators who had reached the mid-Nascent Soul stage of Body Refinement were smashed like watermelons by a heavy punch, with blood and brain matter flying everywhere, and broken bones and hair dancing together.

However, the rampaging metal elemental energy stripped all the flesh and blood of their vitality in the blink of an eye, the splattered blood dried instantly, and the shattered bones resembled withered bones that had been dried for thousands of years.

At this moment, Ji An released a golden light that swept across the ground and flew to the side of the fallen corpses, skillfully collecting them one by one into the Void Stone.

He muttered to himself, 'What a penniless wretch! He doesn't even have a single Buddhist artifact stored in his spatial storage.'

He could sense Kong Wen's power, but he wasn't confident he could kill him instantly, so he chose to kill two guardian Vajras at the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

In his past life, when playing single-player games, he would habitually prioritize killing the smaller monsters when facing a boss.

These two cultivators, one at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul realm and the other at the sixth level, were not much more difficult to kill than two true demons of the same realm.

Now that he has secured the first wave of profits, he can calmly deal with the final enemy.

At this moment, Kong Wen saw that the two guardian Vajras had been killed with a single blow, and that the power of vows and the Buddha's light within his body had been suppressed. He knew that he had encountered a powerful enemy.

Although his cultivation level was higher than his opponent's, judging from the opponent's powerful attacks, if he couldn't handle it properly, he might die here today.

He couldn't understand why his target, who had clearly cultivated the Immovable King Technique, couldn't be converted by the secret incantation, and he couldn't understand how someone at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul stage could possess such formidable power.

Kong Wen fully activated his vow power, and the light of Buddha on his body intensified, rivaling the nascent soul Dharma form.

Immediately afterwards, the Buddha's light grew stronger and stronger, gradually compressing the space enveloped by the Dharma image.

Ji An pondered whether he should temporarily avoid confrontation, as his opponent's cultivation level was higher than his, and he would find it difficult to suppress him with his Nascent Soul Dharma Form.

When Ping Tian Zhenjun flew back, he happened to witness the entire process of the two guardian Vajra's sudden death. He was shocked and overjoyed at the same time.

If an unknown fellow cultivator could easily slaughter two Nascent Soul stage body cultivators, then their attack power must be capable of posing a fatal threat to Kong Wen, who is at the late Nascent Soul stage.

'Who exactly is this powerful fellow cultivator?'

After the thought flashed through his mind, he flew forward at full speed, shouting as he flew to show that he meant no harm:
"Fellow Daoist, I'm here to help you!"

At this moment, he naturally had to step forward to help the other party, so he bypassed Ji An and flew behind Kong Wen, preparing to attack the monk from both sides.

A hint of ruthlessness was hidden in Ping Tian Zhenjun's eyes. His enemies had been chasing him for days, and if the chase continued, his fate was predictable.

The best outcome would be for the nascent soul to escape, hold a ceremony somewhere to reincarnate and start anew, or find a suitable target to possess, but neither of these are the choices he desires.

Seeing that the target had returned, Kong Wen immediately became anxious.

He can now use his Buddhist light to suppress the enemy's Dharma form, but if another person is added and the battle of attrition begins, things may change.

If two Nascent Soul Stage 6 cultivators join forces, his situation will become difficult.

If they were just two ordinary Nascent Soul Stage 6 cultivators, he wouldn't have paid much attention to them. But now that he faces an enemy who can deliver a fatal blow, the sense of crisis is completely different.

He immediately and frantically activated his willpower, wanting to shatter the nascent soul of the enemy before Ping Tian Zhenjun arrived, so that he could control the initiative whether to fight or stay.

Upon hearing Ping Tian Zhenjun's words, Ji An felt his Dharma power being violently impacted, and he understood that as long as he persevered, he would reach the turning point in the battle.

So he immediately accelerated the activation of his Dharma form. The nascent soul in the Guanghan Palace had a solemn expression on its face. It made a hand seal to refine all the moon dew in the jade basin and condensed it into two drops of moonlight, which it swallowed to replenish its consumed divine consciousness.

As the sun rises and the moon shines, and the world changes, the Dharma image, under pressure, undergoes yet another transformation.

As the leaves of all the trees fell and rustled in the wind, a golden wind arose, shattering everything into dust like knives and axes—the golden power hidden by the earth.

At this point, the complete form of Ji An's Dharma image was fully revealed, with all five elements—metal, water, wood, fire, and earth—flowing and changing continuously, perfectly formed as if it were a truth that existed since the beginning of the world.

At the same time, he kept moving his hands, multitasking as he once again activated the Five Elements Divine Mountain.

This magical artifact was only knocked away by the Buddha's light, but its thick skin and tough flesh meant it was unharmed and could continue to engage in battle without any problems.

The Five Elements Divine Mountain once again appeared above the enemy, and five-colored rays of light descended. Although they could not suppress the Buddha's light, they did bring some help to their master.

Kong Wen grew increasingly anxious. He knew he absolutely could not remove the Buddha's light at this moment, otherwise he would be enveloped by the enemy's Dharma form, which would make the situation even worse.

At this moment, True Lord Pingtian arrived nearby and released his Dharma form, which featured towering mountains and rushing water in the valley.

The two Dharma forms, one in front and one behind, confronted Kongwen's Buddha light, plunging into the most dangerous Dharma form clash battle.

(End of this chapter)