Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 136 Arrival
Yun Yi once watched from afar in the Fuyao Sect a Vajra statue, which swung its fist to smash the pillar of heaven with an invincible force. The force was so loud that the sound was like the collapse of the sky.

The person who was teleported here by the Dayan Escape Talisman now had the same majestic aura.

He was dressed in coarse linen, his black hair mixed with a little white, dancing wildly in the air.

He is the only one in the world who has entered the "Vajra Dharmakāya" through martial arts.

The person who came was Xiao Buyi!

As the Dayan escape talisman was completely burned by an unknown flame, Xiao Buyi's true form was completely revealed, standing in the air. His eyes were filled with murderous intent, which made people feel awe.

Upon seeing this, Abbot Huiming and Huishang also tacitly withdrew their attacks and became fully alert and defensive, even though they both knew that they would not be able to withstand a single punch from this man.

Xiao Buyi stood tall and straight like a pine tree. He looked up at the seal on the top floor of Fu Sheng's Secret Treasure and snorted coldly.

"We've been searching for it for years, but I can't believe it's hidden here. The monks are truly cunning, able to come up with such a method to hide the Heavenly Pillar."

When Huiming heard that the other party was coming for Tianzhu, he no longer cared about life or death and immediately raised his Zen staff to block the seal.

He advised, "Donor, why destroy the pillar of heaven? This will do you no good but only harm!"

Xiao Buyi didn't even bother to look at the extremely embarrassed Zhao Wuxiang. He said calmly, "That's because you lack vision and can't see the pros and cons of this."

"I hope you will think twice!"

"Move aside. Considering you are a monk from Fusheng Temple, I don't want to embarrass you."

As soon as Xiao Buyi finished speaking, a powerful force swept Huiming, who was in the Hedao realm, aside. When the old abbot stood up tremblingly, he had no desire to fight at all.

The opponent was so terrifying that he had no intention of fighting him.

Huishang wisely stepped aside, completely revealing the seal.

At this moment, in the secret treasure of Fu Sheng, everyone looked at the figure in the air, standing under the seal like the sky, looking extremely small.

But as this person held his breath and concentrated, and made a fist stance, the almost infinite spiritual power hidden in his body was instantly absorbed by him.

On the third floor, the spiritual energy suddenly became so thick that the air became thick, making breathing extremely difficult.

"Hu..." Xiao Buyi exhaled a breath of foul air, and a Vajra statue suddenly appeared behind him.

This Dharma has the same origin as all the other Zen Dharmas, but at this moment Huiming could not feel the slightest bit of closeness to it and only felt extremely desperate.

Why was he able to ascend to heaven this way? Why were there all Buddhas, but Fusheng Temple couldn't stop him?
Xiao Buyi's Dharma image does not have eight arms, nor does he have the three eyes between his eyebrows. His Vajra Way is the purest one.

Enter the Tao through martial arts, and respond to the Vajra Way with yourself!

As he punched out with all his strength, the seal of the Fu Sheng Secret Treasure that had not been broken for thousands of years was severely damaged and turned into countless threads. The Buddha sitting on the seal was also covered with cracks.

In just a blink of an eye, the Buddha and the seal were shattered.

As the seal here collapsed, something strange happened!
Abbot Huiming's eyes showed fear. In fact, he had never lied. He had never seen what was behind the seal with his own eyes.

Just heard of it.

But seeing is believing. When he actually saw the black behind the seal, he still couldn't help but tremble with fear!

It was like ink, like a dark night with dark clouds covering the moon, like the despair of climbing up a corner of a cliff with difficulty only to find that it was only halfway up the cliff.

It rushes down like a river, surging and leaving no chance for people to escape.

At this moment, Fu Sheng's secret treasure turned into a treasure bottle, and that object was an inkstone with the mouth of the bottle overturned.

Endless ink covered this place, gradually obscuring everyone's vision and consciousness.

Yun Yi stared at Xiao Buyi with wide eyes, only to see that he was not affected at all. He soared into the sky, broke through the air, and went straight into the deepest part of the seal.

Ye Nianyi opened her mouth wide, as if calling out to Yun Yi, but her voice was completely swallowed by the ink, and could not be heard at all. The two of them looked at each other in panic.

At this time, as the ink color invaded the secret treasure of floating life, the space here was no longer as stable as before. It shook at first, and then began to reverse.

Countless scriptures and books then floated in the air, like stranded butterflies, looking extremely miserable.

And then,
Yun Yi found that he could not see anything.

Darkness swallowed up the entire secret treasure of life.

The monks in Fusheng Temple were busy putting out the fire. Fortunately, the mountain gate had been blocked before, so there were not many people taking advantage of the fire to rob.

Even Kuhaha, who had broken his vows for many years and had no interest in studying Buddhism, felt something and instantly appeared outside the secret treasure gate.

I saw that the golden gate had turned pitch black, even the light was swallowed up by it, and it looked weird.

Kuhaha thought for a moment, then remembered something and suddenly laughed twice for no apparent reason, then rushed in with a bitter face.

……

Fusheng Temple has undergone tremendous changes, but Chanchan City remains the same as before.

It is said that there is a huge difference between the mountain and the people below, but now it seems that the life of the monks on the mountain has little to do with those below.

They fight to the death, regardless of who wins or loses.

People in the secular world are more worried about how much rice they can harvest this year and whether there will be enough at the winery.

Wang Shenlai has been drinking in Chan Chan City for several days, but he never gets tired of it.

That day, he drank up all the stock in all the taverns in the south of the city, and had very little money left on his waist. He had no choice but to come to Liuxian Inn.

As he stepped into the place, the originally bad-tempered Pixiu shopkeeper felt as if he was facing a great enemy. He immediately cast a spell to close the doors and windows, and even hung a sign outside that said "Shopkeeper is out."

It seemed as if he was afraid that someone would accidentally break in.

Wang Shenlai seemed to have been here before. He found a random table and sat down, shouting, "Waiter, bring the wine!"

Although Pixiu was dissatisfied, he still hurriedly sent a batch of fine wine and complained: "What are you doing here in broad daylight?"

"Drinking, of course."

"If my master hadn't told me otherwise, I would have thrown you out!"

Wang Shenlai naturally would not get angry with a small Pixiu, but the servant boy next to him was not happy about it.

As an old turtle who has lived in the East China Sea for countless years, he has some friendship with the Dragon King and is not a good-tempered person.

The servant scolded him, "Even if I gave you two guts, you wouldn't dare!"

The Pixiu retorted, "I'm doing this for my master's sake, otherwise I'd eat you two drunkard bastards!"

"Oh, this is outrageous!" The servant rolled up his sleeves and was about to attack. "Your father would always give me some face when he sees me, but you are so arrogant!"

At this moment, Wang Shenlai suddenly looked towards Fusheng Temple and said with a smile, "This is indeed outrageous."

The cultivation levels of the book boy and the Pixiu were far inferior to that of Wang Shenlai, who had already entered the immortal realm. They stared at each other in confusion, not knowing what had happened.

Wang Shenlai "stands higher", so naturally he sees more clearly than others.

In his opinion, not only did the Fusheng Temple have the aura of the Ascension Realm, but even the Heavenly Dao had sensed it and turned its attention here.

As the saying goes, when gods fight, the little devils suffer. I wonder if Yun Yi can escape danger.

(End of this chapter)