Chapter 658: Heart Fire channels the spirit to reveal its form
Chapter 658: Heart Fire Channels Spirits to Reveal Its Form
In the Skylight Cage, the young man in Taoist robes sat on the ground, looking at the white-robed god who was being humiliated under the gaze of everyone. He couldn't help but shook his head and said loudly: "Zhulian, I told you a long time ago, that guy's achievements
After attaining Buddhahood, I have long regarded my incarnation of distracting thoughts as a scabies disease, and I wish I could get rid of it as soon as possible. Last time, you were still dreaming about getting my mercy, do you know that people think highly of you?!"
The white-robed roller turned around suddenly and said angrily: "Shut up!"
The young man in Taoist robes waved his hands and said with a smile: "Now that guy has found an opportunity and captured me, your fate will be the same as mine, but it will only happen sooner or later."
After hearing these words, the white-robed roller curtain finally stopped speaking. Instead, he lowered his head and stared at the quicksand palace below him in a daze.
The golden-armored spirit above Jie Yuan stopped laughing and said: "Take this 'Wu Jing' back to the Heavenly Realm of Heaven, and temporarily suppress it in the Buddha Origin Heaven Prison to restore the Buddha's decree!"
Many heavenly soldiers and generals all agreed with a loud voice, and together they used magical powers and spells, causing the extremely heavy cage of heavenly light to rise in the air and gradually submerge into the giant pillar of blazing light that penetrated the sky and the earth.
The Heaven of Hell, one of the thirty-three heavens, is a heaven that has been completely eroded by the Buddhist origin religion.
There are six major heavenly prisons among them, the two largest ones are the Foyuan Heavenly Prison and the Daoyuan Heavenly Prison, which are used to capture the creatures of the Buddhist Origin Sect and the Taoist Origin Sect respectively.
As the giant pillar of skylight gradually shrunk and finally dissipated completely, silence gradually returned to the abyss of the Quicksand Realm. However, all the creatures kneeling on the ground looked ashen, and the luck of the River Realm had dropped to an unimaginable level.
Degree.
The white-robed god stood alone on the quicksand palace. Looking at the creatures in the quicksand river, he sighed and said, "Let's disperse."
After saying this, these creatures did not move, and it was not until dozens of breaths later that some scattered creatures got up and left.
The direction it leaves is the edge of the Liusha River, the boundary between the two continents.
As more and more creatures left, a huge torrent formed on the boundary river. This torrent split into two at the end of the boundary river, heading towards the land borders of Xiniuhezhou and Nanzhanbuzhou respectively.
The white-robed god fell alone under the Quicksand Palace, looking at the creatures leaving the boundary river one after another, feeling lost.
"Your Majesty the Quicksand God."
In the empty and deserted shrine, a girl's voiceless voice suddenly came.
Looking sideways through the white robe roller curtain, a girl wearing a light purple dress stood pretty and pretty a few feet away. She was the maid responsible for patrolling the jade steps of the shrine.
At the same time, thousands more creatures passed through the jade steps one after another and arrived under the Quicksand Palace. They saluted towards the white-robed curtain and said, "Your Majesty, God of Quicksand!"
Under normal circumstances, these creatures would not be qualified to enter the realm of Quicksand Palace.
But now the white-robed rolling curtain did not pay attention to these, but said: "Although Wu Jing and I have always had disputes on weekdays, we have always worked together to suppress Liushahe's fate. Now that Wujing has been captured, Jiehe
The luck has collapsed and this place is no longer the river cave and sky it used to be. You can leave on your own and I won't blame you."
The gathered creatures all knelt on the ground and cried: "We were born in the boundary river, and even if we die, we will die here and will never leave."
The white-robed god sighed, and with a flick of his sleeves, a divine light swept through, sending all these creatures out of the Quicksand Palace and under the abyss.
Under the deserted Quicksand Shrine, the white-robed rolling curtain walked up the jade steps and entered the palace. What caught his eye was a distorted light and shadow.
The light and shadow condensed into shape in a moment, turning into a beautiful young man wearing snow-striped fairy clothes.
"Why did the luck protection of the Quicksand Boundary River dissipate?"
While muttering, Ji Yuenian appeared at the edge of the palace. His brows furrowed after his soul sensed it for a while, and his eyes fell on the face of the Great God of Rolling Curtains. "I followed the thread of cause and effect to find this place. How could I find it here?"
Will he be by your side? Where is Brother Yuanqing now?"
The white-robed roller glanced at Ji Yuenian coldly, walked past him without saying a word, and walked towards the depths of the palace.
Ji Yuenian's brows furrowed even more tightly. As he thought, a ray of clear light appeared, split into thousands, and turned into a curtain of light, trapping the white robe roller curtain in it.
boom!
Under the excitement of divine power, the light curtain collapsed, and the Great God of Rolling Curtains stopped, turned his head, and said in a cold voice: "Wu Jing has been chained up to heaven. If you want to find him, go to the hell realm for a while.
Give up."
After saying this, he no longer stayed, his body turned into a divine light, and disappeared straight into the depths of the Quicksand Palace, making no sound again.
Ji Yuenian looked at where the white robe roller curtain disappeared, and his eyes gradually darkened.
Wisps of psychic karma fire flowed out from his fingers, turning into a translucent curtain of dark light.
"The fire of the heart channels the spirit to reveal the true form."
As the curses were murmured, scenes of extremely clear light and shadow passed by, making Ji Yuenian's expression become more solemn.
boom!
As he swung his sleeves, the light curtain transformed by the karma fire shattered and scattered.
Ji Yuenian raised his head and looked up at the unknowable sky, his thoughts and thoughts surging fiercely: "The Eight Treasures Golden Body Arhat has already achieved the golden body, why should he lock up his external incarnation..."
The Arhat Path and Fruit is different from the other two Buddha-origin Paths and Fruits. It only has four realms. Above the four realms of Arhat, there is the end point of Arhat Path and Fruit practice, which is called the "Golden Body Arhat".
The cultivation of the golden Arhat far exceeds that of the Arhats of the Four Realms, and the most powerful among them can even rival the transcendent beings of the Seventh Realm.
Therefore, some beings in the golden Arhat realm are already qualified to be compared with the transcendent realm creatures and are jointly respected as "venerable" Buddhas.
"Brother Yuanqing just said that it and the rolling curtain are both scabies caused by the Eight Treasures Golden Body Arhat. What is the secret behind it..."
Ji Yuenian's mind was wandering, but he still had no clue about this matter. He had to suppress his complicated and confusing thoughts for the time being. Pure light fell from his heart and soul, making his mind calm down again.
Suddenly, with a slightly cold look on his face, he looked up at the quicksand and water curtain above the abyss, and there was an extremely cold and terrifying murderous intent in his eyes.
"The immortal aura of the Great True Monarch in Kunlun Sage Realm should undoubtedly be the Immortal Lord Ziying."
In an instant, his body disintegrated and disappeared, leaving the Quicksand Palace directly. With a thought in his mind, he passed through the void of the wall and fell into the small Yueling Realm.
Under the Huaiyin Palace, Ji Yuenian appeared, looked at the girl hidden under the black robe, and said: "Chen Shuang's long sword is holding on to you, dragging the other two great true monarchs for half an hour."
The girl in black robe held the three-foot snow sword and said with a chuckle: "Every time this sword falls into my hands, I feel extremely happy. It takes not only half an hour, but also half a day, and it is not difficult."
As if responding to her, the snow sword trembled slightly and emitted a clear and sweet sword cry.
Ji Yuenian nodded slightly, and the cold murderous intent deep in his eyes surged like a tide and filled the air.
