Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 939 Reversing Yin and Yang

The main hall of Jinlian Temple was crowded with monks, all of whom looked puzzled, wondering what the purpose of the late-night summons was.

The Venerable Master Jingci's face was gloomy, his mind in turmoil. The Buddhist formation had five layers of defense, but within half an hour, one node in each layer lost contact.

When he learned of the news, the third layer of the Buddhist array node had already been disconnected, and for some reason, the sand worms raised on the outside did not serve any warning function.

Just as he was beginning to understand what had happened, a secret channel sent a message claiming that cultivators had broken in.

He was skeptical, because he couldn't understand how these people had managed to break in.

Although the Buddhist array was not fully activated, it was impossible for a Nascent Soul cultivator to pass through it unnoticed.

Junior Brother Jingyue is currently in seclusion, studying the secrets of the Samsara Realm. If he succeeds, he will be qualified to break through to the Transcendence Realm and escape the sea of ​​suffering. He is hesitating whether to tell the other party.

A young monk stepped forward, put his hands together in prayer, and said:
"Master, all the head monks and deputy head monks of all the monasteries have arrived."

The Venerable Master Jingci, having regained his composure, nodded slightly and then said in a deep voice:

"Gentlemen, we have received urgent news."

He recounted the events, and the hall erupted in chaos, everyone utterly shocked.

Because of the nature of this sacred land, it is destined to be a place where cultivators will never set foot. During the expansion of the city, a distance of more than a hundred miles was deliberately left between it and the edge. How could it possibly be discovered?
The Venerable Master Jingci coughed twice, and the hall fell silent.

He looked around at the crowd and saw the shock, confusion, fear, and timidity on many faces, and sighed inwardly.

"The situation has not yet been definitively confirmed, so we must not panic. Even in the worst-case scenario, Jinlian Temple can hold out for a long time."

Now, everyone go back and gather your disciples. The head of the Discipline Hall will lead a patrol, and anyone spreading rumors in private will be arrested immediately.

Losing a few nodes will affect the energy transmission of the Buddhist array, but as long as the other nodes are preserved, the power of the vows can still be transmitted.

Even if all external obstacles are removed, the power of vows stored up by Jinlian Temple can last for a long time, and it can hold on as long as there is no internal turmoil.

Last time we fought against the cultivators, the morale of the people wavered and they lost the will to resist towards the end. Otherwise, we could have held out for another year or two.

"As ordered!"

The chief disciples accepted the order in unison. These people had all experienced the battles with cultivators in the past, and some had even killed several cultivators of the same level.

After everyone had left, the Venerable Jingci let out a breath, his face showing signs of exhaustion.

The situation is much more critical now than it was back then, but fortunately they have prepared for the worst-case scenario, so there is still a way out.

What worries him is that if hundreds of years of hard work are destroyed again, there will be no place for them to stay in the Eastern Continent. At that time, they will have no choice but to leave or enter the area controlled by the demon beast race.

With that in mind, he decided to inform his junior brother, who was in seclusion, that some decisions needed to be discussed.

The Nascent Soul True Monarchs gathered together, and many of the cultivators had solemn expressions on their faces. It wasn't that they were worried about encountering difficulties in the battle; having gathered most of the high-level cultivators from the Central Continent, conquering this territory of the Buddhist cultivators would not be difficult.

What worries them is that the Buddhist cultivators have actually found a place like the Land of No Spirits. If they cannot wipe out the enemy in one fell swoop, the cultivation world will always face threats in the future.

The minimum objective of this battle is to prevent any Nascent Soul level cultivator from escaping.

Ji An said:

“Fellow Daoists, I will take care of removing the other nodes in the inner layer. This will cut off the connection between the central hub of the Buddhist formation and the outer perimeter, making it much easier to conquer this Buddhist temple.”

Azure Dragon True Monarch nodded and asked with concern:

"Wouldn't it be safe for you to go alone, fellow Daoist?"

"Haha, it's the Buddhist monks who are in danger, not me."

Ji An laughed twice, cupped his hands in greeting, and then released a burst of golden light before leaving.

As long as he is not trapped in a deadly formation, he is fearless in the face of any powerful enemy.

Azure Dragon True Monarch withdrew his gaze and said in a deep voice:

"Gentlemen, proceed according to the original plan. Do not hold back in this battle. If possible, it is best to finish it quickly."

If the war drags on into a war of attrition, it will be very disadvantageous to the attacking side.

The good news is that most of the cultivators participating in this battle have a cultivation level of at least the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and their combat abilities are quite strong.

These monks were not afraid of the enemy's powerful monks' counterattack, and they brought a lot of special supplies. If the Buddhist monks wanted to ignite the karmic fire of sentient beings and pollute their minds, they could have very little effect.

When everyone can launch a full-scale attack, the energy consumption of the magic array is enormous.

The effect of a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator is comparable to that of hundreds of late-Golden Core disciples, and the destruction caused by cultivators at the ninth level of Nascent Soul is even more terrifying.

Juque Zhenjun grinned, "These rats hiding in the gutter will regret coming to the Eastern Continent. I can't wait to kill them all."

He licked his lips, a cruel glint in his eyes.

Xuanxiao Zhenjun smiled and replied:
"Be careful, killing too many low-level cultivators by mistake will incur a loss of merit."

Heaven and earth have a will. High-level cultivators who kill too much will lose merit on the surface, and there will also be many adverse effects in the unseen world.

"I am not afraid. I am not destined to break through to the Three Flowers Realm, nor am I afraid that I will not be able to unravel the mystery of my birth after reincarnation."

Juque Zhenjun was completely unafraid. Many cultivators at the same level had great fantasies about reincarnation and cultivation, but the sect's records showed that those cultivators who were lucky enough to solve the mystery of the womb did not have a deep understanding of their past life's memories.

The reincarnated cultivator was no longer the same person as before; he had become someone else's resource. He secretly suspected that the so-called reincarnation and cultivation was a conspiracy.

Azure Dragon True Monarch interrupted their conversation, "Alright, stop wasting time here, each of you lead your teams and set off."

According to the plan, the cultivators were divided into three groups, each group being 30 to 40 miles apart, to launch a strong attack.

During the first hour after taking their positions, everyone unleashed their attacks. After half an hour, each group rested in batches to recover their mana.

In order for the battle to proceed smoothly, several top sects pooled together six small worlds for everyone to use.

If it weren't for True Monarch Xuanqing discovering the anomaly, all cultivators would have remained in the dark. This would have been a tremendous disgrace for the cultivators of the major sects in the Central Continent.

Hearing the powerful sounds of the attack, and seeing the golden light screen of the Buddhist formation ripple like water, the Pure Moon Monk King's expression turned solemn, and his hands, hidden in his sleeves, clenched into fists.

He couldn't understand why, after only a few years of seclusion, his return felt like a lifetime ago, with enemies now practically attacking him.

Judging from the intensity of the attack, there were no weaklings. He knew without even checking the central point of the Buddhist formation that the stored power of vows must be rapidly decreasing.

He tilted his head slightly and asked:
"Senior brother, how many nodes are left outside?"

The Venerable Master Jingci said in a deep voice, "When I informed you, only one node in each layer of the Buddhist formation had lost contact."

After speaking, he called over a disciple who was not far away, "Is the communication with other nodes currently smooth?"

The young disciple looked distressed and said:
"Reporting to Master, there are now only four nodes left on the first level." The Pure Compassion Monk King froze on the spot, his pupils suddenly contracting.

Golden Lotus Temple is the central hub of the entire Buddhist formation, the absolute core area. There are twelve nodes in the first layer adjacent to the central hub, which means there are twelve temples within a radius of one hundred miles.

One node had previously lost contact, but unexpectedly, seven more were lost in a short time, demonstrating the ferocity of the enemy's attack.

The monk Jingyue showed no sign of anything amiss on his face, but his heart was in turmoil.

Once the enemy has destroyed all the outer nodes, Jinlian Temple will become an isolated island.

He raised his hand to dismiss the disciples and said in a deep voice:

"Senior brother, we must prepare for the worst. In a few days, we will throw out all those karmic fires of sentient beings!"

After the karmic fire of all beings was condensed, it was not placed in the Buddhist array for purification, but was directly taken to the Golden Lotus Temple for storage, in order to deal with the current situation.

He no longer cared how the enemy found this place; all he needed to do now was inflict significant damage on them.

Although they have recuperated for more than two hundred years, the number of monk kings in the Samsara Realm is only about thirty. They are definitely no match for cultivators in a head-on confrontation.

The Pure Compassion Monk King nodded, agreeing with the decision. He estimated that the enemies were all at the Nascent Soul level, and a strong counterattack would make them hesitant to act.

The Pure Moon Monk King gazed into the distance and said with a resentful voice:

"It's too humiliating. The enemy has blatantly invaded our territory, yet we cannot organize an effective counterattack. We will only be treated as easy targets by the cultivators."

"Senior brother, this humble monk wishes to take the initiative and diminish the enemy's arrogance."

How many people are you planning to bring, junior brother?

"This humble monk is enough. I may gain some insights during my seclusion, and my Buddhist skills may be able to cause even greater damage."

Of course, the Pure Moon Monk King was unwilling to lead his men into battle, because he possessed the power of divine speed and was not afraid of being surrounded by enemies. He could fight or leave whenever he wanted.

If he fights alongside others, it's like tying his own hands and feet, which will hinder his performance.

The Venerable Master Jingci instructed:

"Junior brother, you must not linger in battle. Having the ability to travel at great speed is your strength, but if you rely on it too much, it will become a fatal weakness."

He didn't put it too bluntly, knowing that supernatural powers would be greatly reduced in effectiveness when encountering stronger rules.

The Venerable Jingyue understood what the other party meant, but remained noncommittal. His years of quiet contemplation of Buddhism had strengthened his understanding of the essence of the world, including his supernatural powers.

He took out the Buddhist artifact, a confident smile playing on his lips:

"Brother, please watch this humble monk's performance."

After saying that, he lightly lifted his leg and appeared outside the Buddhist formation in the next moment, hovering among the cultivators who were attacking the formation.

He formed the Abhaya Mudra with his hands, his eyes wide open in anger, and his mouth agape as he unleashed the Lion's Roar.

At the same time, his body shone with a great Buddhist light, and the surging golden light enveloped all the cultivators within a radius of several miles.

The sound was deafening, like thunder from the heavens. Cultivators who were nearby felt a huge roar in their ears, their hearts suddenly stopped beating, and blood flowed from their ears and noses.

Not only that, the nascent souls of cultivators in the surrounding area were also attacked, and some even felt that their nascent souls were about to disintegrate.

A cultivator at the early stage of Nascent Soul fell from the sky. His internal organs were severely damaged by the powerful sound waves, and he fainted.

A mocking smile appeared on the lips of the Pure Moon Monk King. His years of seclusion were a result of accumulating strength for a powerful attack. Previously, his attacks were not particularly strong and he could not fully utilize the advantages of his Divine Speed ​​and high mobility.

Now, Buddhism has made great progress, and as a result, various offensive Buddhist techniques have become stronger, making up for the lack of destructive power.

He pressed on, unleashing his Divine Foot Technique while simultaneously unleashing his Lion's Roar Technique. Wherever he went, cultivators scattered in fear, but none could escape. Many were injured, and some even died suddenly after being attacked.

Ji An recognized the person who had come. He had a feud with this Buddhist monk who had mastered the supernatural ability to travel for hundreds of years.

Neither side could gain the upper hand before, but now we'll have to fight to find out.

Seeing the enemy approaching, he activated his qi and blood to release a layer of golden armor, and then made a hand seal to release the hardness of metal and stone, completing his preparations for battle in an instant.

All the Five Banner Spirit Treasures were summoned and floated around him in specific positions, ready to defend.

The Pure Moon Monk King also discovered Ji An's location. His eyes flashed with 'flames', and he activated his Divine Speed ​​Technique to arrive near the target. He then delivered the Lion's Roar Technique with full sincerity and activated the Vajra Pestle of Buddha to attack.

The moment Ji An noticed the enemy appearing at close range, he reflexively activated the Five Directions Flag with all his might.

His physical cultivation level has reached the late stage of Nascent Soul, and his internal organs are not weak points, but are very resilient.

The enemy's attack was powerful, that much is certain, because he felt a violent blow to his heart, but it was far from being seriously injured.

In recent years, the Immovable King's power has improved again, and it is estimated that he can reach the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage.

His life-force fire was exceptionally vigorous, and its nourishment to his body was much stronger than that of other cultivators of the same level. It also helped his bones form thunder bones and provided extra assistance in tempering his flesh and bone marrow.

In addition, regular consumption of lightning-struck wood spirit fruit can greatly promote physical tempering.

As the Five Banners were activated, everything around them immediately became dark and the sun and moon lost their light.

In recent years, his research on the power of the Five Elements and the principles of Yin and Yang has reached a new level, enabling him to manipulate magical treasures to disrupt Yin and Yang and reverse the Five Elements.

In other words, the fundamental laws within the domain of the spiritual treasure have changed, and the vajra was the first to be affected, its flight trajectory becoming erratic, as if it were drunk.

Ji An had simulated countless times how to deal with the Buddhist cultivators who had mastered the Divine Foot Technique. He was now more than capable of dealing with cultivators, but he was not sure if he could sever the Buddhist cultivators' supernatural powers. Now was the time to test his results.

This method has a drawback, because the enemy is not going to stand there stupidly and let the five flags cover them. He was thinking about how to lure the enemy closer, but he did not expect the enemy to cooperate so well and rush straight in.

Upon confirming that the enemy had entered the ambush, he immediately activated his Nascent Soul Dharma Form, unleashing his full power without holding back in the slightest.

Within the domain constructed by the Five Banners, magical treasures will temporarily lose their function, and spells will be affected to varying degrees. One can only rely on the power of the Dharma Image and the Five Banners themselves to deal with the enemy.

The role of the Dharma Image is to amplify the power of the Five Banners.

Within the Five Banners territory, yellow sand filled the sky. The Pure Moon Monk King felt a sense of alarm and subconsciously activated his Divine Footwork to try to leave, but after casting the spell, he only managed to flash a few dozen feet away.

A tremendous sense of crisis gripped his heart. He desperately activated the Buddha's light and continuously released supernatural powers or other Buddhist teachings, but he still could not stop the yellow sand from getting closer.

About half an hour later, Ji An's internal magical power was mostly depleted, and his divine sense was also somewhat powerless to continue. The new attack methods were too costly.

At this moment, the Azure Dragon True Monarch from the same group had already flown close. He was excited. The Shi Xiu who had comprehended the Divine Foot Technique was a great threat, while the other enemies were not to be feared. If Fellow Daoist Xuan Qing could deal with the enemies, it could be said that half of the battle objective had been achieved.

Ji An exchanged a few words with the other party via telepathy, instructing them to act at any time, and then withdrew his magic power to retrieve the spiritual treasure. He was unaware of the situation within the Five Directions Flag domain.

The sand, condensed with spiritual energy, dissipated, revealing the enemy lying quietly on the ground, his body withered as if he had been dead for many years.

(End of this chapter)