Li Daoxuan's heart was bleeding. The Three Realms Gourd was of great help to him, how could he let others take it away?
But now he has no better way. He can only say that his skills are not as good as others, and his level of Taoism is still too low.
If he could also have Yang Shen cultivation, how could he be robbed of his magic weapon?
With a thought, the gourd of the Three Realms is as heavy as the five mountains. No one else can even lift it, so how can they snatch it away?
This made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness. Although the magic weapon was good and the magical power was rare, if his own cultivation level was not enough, he still could not exert its power.
Looking at Pan Dan's back, Li Daoxuan touched the green rope on his wrist. It was the green silk of the empress in green. As long as the magic power was poured into it, he could summon a clone of the empress.
He has made up his mind that no matter what, he cannot lose the Three Realms Gourd!
But just when he was about to use the trump card given by his empress, a Sanskrit sound suddenly came from the sky.
Li Daoxuan was stunned when he saw a figure stepping in the void. He was wearing a tattered cassock and had a round belly, which looked a bit funny.
He clasped his hands together, recited Buddhist scriptures, and stood in the air, blocking Pan Dan's face.
"Amitabha, donor, please stay."
Li Daoxuan's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "It's Master Sanle!"
The empress once said that she would notify Master Sanle, but now it seems that Master Sanle is willing to take action!
Zhang Qianyang also saw his old friend and smiled: "Old monk, you are finally here. I haven't seen you for more than ten years. I am already old, but you are still the same!"
Master Sanle said cheerfully: "Eat well, sleep more, and think less. You will naturally have a broad mind and a fat body, and your appearance will not age."
Pan Dan stared at the fat monk, a little unsure of his depth.
"Fat monk, what magical power do you have that you dare to block my way?"
Master Sanle counted his fingers with some shame and said: "Heavenly Eyes, Heavenly Ears, Other Hearts, Fate, Divine Feet, All Outflows..."
Pan Dan's heart tightened. These are the six magical powers of Buddhism. If you can cultivate any of them, you will be a great monk.
Master Sanle chuckled, patted his belly and said, "Donor, don't be nervous, these poor monks don't know how to do it. Only this little fat can ward off hunger and cold."
"Fat monk, are you kidding me?"
Pan Dan became angry and stirred up poisonous energy all over his body, like poisonous dragons, attacking Master Sanle.
In the blink of an eye, the terrifying poisonous mist completely enveloped Master Sanle.
Li Daoxuan couldn't help shouting: "Master, be careful, the poisonous mist is very powerful!"
These poisonous mist are very terrifying. They can contaminate magic weapons, hurt people's lives, and can even cut off his connection with the Three Realms Gourd. It can be called a very powerful magical power.
But the next moment, a golden light shone in the poison, like the rising sun, dispersing the darkness, full of sacred meaning, and faintly accompanied by Sanskrit sounds, like Arhats chanting sutras and Bodhisattvas singing Sanskrit.
Master Sanle's body bloomed with thousands of golden lights, piercing the poisonous fog and purifying the void, full of immortal connotations.
At this moment, he has a majestic appearance, and as soon as he steps forward, a golden lotus blooms in the sky, with a profound Zen meaning, just like a true Buddha.
"Buddhist Golden Body!"
Pan Dan's pupils condensed. He didn't expect that the fat monk in front of him could actually cultivate the most difficult golden body magical power in Buddhism!
Moreover, the opponent's golden body was by no means an ordinary golden body, giving him an indescribable sense of oppression.
Without any hesitation, Pan Dan turned around and ran away. His escape skills were also very powerful. He turned into countless winged flying snakes and fled in all directions.
However, Master Sanle's eyes glowed with golden light and he saw his true form at a glance.
Master Sanle looked down at Li Daoxuan and said with a smile: "The poor monk will get your gourd back for you, don't worry."
After saying that, his whole body turned into a golden light and chased after Pan Dan's true body.
…
Li Dao
Buddhist golden body...
Li Dao
At present, it seems that the rewards are all Taoist spells.
If he could be rewarded with a Buddhist golden body, how powerful would it be when he used the golden body to cast the Dharma of Heaven and Earth?
The combination of the physical and spiritual powers of Buddhism and Taoism is exciting to think about.
Wow!
The sound of water flowing interrupted Li Daoxuan's thoughts. When he looked down, he realized that the water level of the Xihe River was still rising.
Pan Dan had Master Sanle go to deal with it, but the dragon in the river was still a thorny problem.
Now that there is no Three Realm Gourd, how can we control this dragon?
Li Daoxuan frowned, but he couldn't think of any good ideas.
The water level continued to rise and had already wet everyone's shoes. Everyone understood that if they didn't take action, the ancient hanging sword dragon-slaying formation that was finally set up would be destroyed by the dragon.
Li Daoxuan hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but said: "Master...if there is really no other way, why not...just let it pass."
Zhang Qianyang looked at him in surprise.
Xu Qingxuan snorted coldly and said nothing.
Li Dao
In his opinion, instead of risking their lives to fight the dragon, it would be better to let the dragon pass and wait for other powerful Yang gods to take action.
At most, they would contact the government and quickly evacuate the people on both sides of the Ganjiang River to avoid loss of lives.
Everything makes the monks in Bigu and Yin Shen realms work hard. Are those powerful people in Yang Shen realm just living for a living?
Hearing his apprentice's words, Zhang Qianyang showed a wry smile.
He sighed and said: "Disciple, you are too naive. If you let this dragon pass, there is a 90% chance that no Yang Shen monk will take action."
Li Daoxuan was startled and asked in confusion: "Master, why?"
Zhang Qianyang asked him a question.
"Disciple, if you have been practicing hard for hundreds of years and finally become a Yang God, then what is the most important thing to you?"
Li Daoxuan seemed to understand something and said, "It's becoming an immortal."
"Yes, the longer a person lives, the more afraid of death he is. The stronger the power he controls, the more afraid he is of losing it. Most of the Yang gods in the world are in seclusion trying to become immortals. At most, they can take care of the inheritance of their masters."
After a pause, Zhang Qianyang sneered: "Let them risk serious injury or even death to fight a dragon for these ordinary people? There are not many such Yang gods, but there are too few."
Li Daoxuan suddenly realized that he had made a mistake.
Perhaps influenced by his previous life, he always felt that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. As a strong Yang God, he should maintain the stability of the world and slay demons.
But he forgot that the higher the monk's magic power and the stronger his Taoism, the greater the gap between him and ordinary people. Immortals and humans are two completely different creatures.
Perhaps in the eyes of immortals, humans are just creatures covered with mites and their pores are full of pores.
Those powerful Yang gods who pursue higher realms and powers, how can they easily fight for their lives with a dragon if it is not necessary?
Li Daoxuan actually understands this truth, but after traveling through time, the powerful people he met, whether it was the Qingyi Empress or the Old Heavenly Master, were very rare existences among the Yang gods. They never forgot their identity as human beings and had compassion and compassion. .
That's why he subconsciously thought that the powerful Yang Shen had a heart to help the world and bring peace to the people.
Zhang Qianyang sighed softly and said: "There are even some Yang gods who hope that this dragon can enter the East China Sea and transform into a real dragon."
Li Daoxuan said in disbelief: "Why?"
"First, they can watch the process of dragon transformation and understand the mysteries of Taoism. Second, some people have long been dissatisfied with Longhu Mountain, but they are afraid of the old man's cultivation and dare not express it openly."
"If there is a real dragon that can compete with the old man at this time, many people will be happy to see it. As for the people and villages that were submerged..."
Zhang Qianyang sneered: "For them, what's the difference between it and a flooded ant nest?"
Thanks to Ye Xingzangjiao for the thousand-five-dollar reward, and to the defense cruiser for the hundred-hundred-dollar reward. Thank you!
In addition, as a side note, the protagonist's path to immortality is not smooth sailing. If your dreams come true, you will inevitably encounter twists and turns. In my humble opinion, immortals, you have to endure hardships to succeed. After all, even the Jade Emperor has to go through 13,200 calamities.
Moreover, a story without twists and turns is always boring, so I hope everyone will have more patience. Of course, I don’t like tragedies and abusive protagonists. Anyone who has read my old books knows that I prefer happy endings.
(End of chapter)
