Chapter 251 Bald Donkey Looks at the Sword!

Jing’an City.

It is located to the west of Dingzhou. Because there are several large spiritual stone mines around it, it has formed a large city.

However, on the day when the blood moon rose into the sky and the demonic energy invaded the city, Jing’an City was attacked by monsters and lost nearly two-thirds of its population. The city seemed very depressed, and the scene of people coming and going and merchants gathering in the past was no longer there.

Today, Jing’an City has become a huge military camp.

In the city, the teleportation array lit up.

The light reaches the sky.

Even if you are thousands of miles away from Jing’an City, you can still see that dazzling beam of light!

The first to react were the scouts sent by the Ji clan alliance.

The communication talismans were flying around, each indicating one thing.

Qin Tian is here!

The Qin army is coming!

The first to respond was the Tang King Ji Yuan, who was closest.

While he asked his sons to assemble the troops, he did not forget to send distress signals and warnings to the surrounding vassal states, and he himself ran to Songlin Mountain outside the city.

There is a thatched hut built halfway up the mountain.

The thatched hut has a round dome with a round arch door. The dome is covered with grass and the top is tied with bundles of grass. It is simple and detached, and seems to be detached from the dust.

This is the so-called “building a hut out of grass”, which is intended to provide temporary residence for Buddhist practitioners.

In the thatched hut, Huikong sat cross-legged, chanting scriptures softly.

Ji Yuan stepped forward and saluted.

Huikong clasped his hands together in greeting, smiling: “I know exactly what you are here for… I will go to meet the King of Qin and stop the war.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light shot up into the sky and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Ji Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and gradually felt a lot more relieved.

After all, he has conducted repeated tests during this period of time and knows that Huikong has a combat power that is no less than that of an immortal. Facing Qin Tian, ​​who is only at the Yuhua Realm, he should be able to persuade him to retreat without any suspense!

Dingzhou, after all, is the Dingzhou of the people with the surname Ji!
……………………

Jing’an City.

A golden light came from afar.

“who?”

“He who comes is stopped!”

……

The immortal cultivators in the Qin army flew up on their swords, intercepted the golden light, and shouted: “Outsiders are not allowed to enter the Qin army’s station. Retreat immediately!”

In the golden light, Huikong put his palms together and bowed: “Amitabha!”

The voice is soft.

But to the ears of those immortal cultivators, it sounded like a lion’s roar, spring thunder, and it shook their souls!

Their heads were filled with roaring sounds, their eyes went dark, and they could no longer maintain their sword-controlling posture. They staggered in the sky and fell down like drunkards.

“Bold bald ass!”

An angry shout was heard in the military camp, and then a lightning-fast figure leaped over and suddenly threw a punch at Huikong: “Bald donkey! Take this punch from your grandfather Tian Yongsheng!”

This was Tian Yongsheng’s full-strength attack. As soon as he threw a punch, there was a howling wind, dark clouds gathered, lightning and thunder roared, raindrops fell, hurricanes surrounded them, and electric snakes descended from the sky. It was extremely powerful and terrifying!
Huikong was neither happy nor angry, neither panicked nor hurried. He just put his palms together and chanted the Buddha’s name softly.

“Amitabha!”

At this moment, one of the beads on the Buddhist rosary in his hand changed from dark gold to pitch black. Then, he threw a punch.

This punch seemed to fill the heaven and earth. The fist became transparent and pure, like glass, untainted by dust. Huikong was surrounded by golden light, and illusory golden lotuses bloomed at the top of the mountain, with a hazy void behind him.

In the void, there were countless hideous evil spirits, graceful and agile winged people, ragged ghosts, devout believers, and all kinds of birds and beasts, all with peaceful expressions surrounding a golden lotus platform. On the lotus platform, a Buddha was lying on the side of a lion, with a compassionate face, pitying the world.

The Buddha’s face became blurred and changed, and finally, as Huikong’s fist reached its peak, it revealed an appearance exactly the same as his, except that one had a humble face, and the other was solemn and compassionate.

The Buddha opened his mouth and thunderous sounds echoed in the void.

“During the kalpa of war, I will teach all living beings to abide in the precept of not killing and even right view, and pull them out of the ten evils, and make them settle in the ten good ways, and eliminate all blindness and darkness, and teach good dharma. I will eliminate the turbidity of this kalpa, the turbidity of life, the turbidity of living beings, the turbidity of afflictions, and the turbidity of views, so that there is nothing left. During the kalpa of famine, I will persuade all living beings to settle in the perfection of generosity, and the same is true for the perfection of wisdom. When I persuade living beings to abide in the six perfections, all hunger, darkness, filth, enemies, quarrels, and all afflictions of living beings will be extinguished. During the kalpa of epidemics, I will teach all living beings to abide in the six harmonies, and also make them settle in the four means of attraction. All epidemics and darkness of living beings will be extinguished. In half a kalpa of virtue, such suffering of living beings will be eliminated.”

……

There were bursts of Zen sounds and Buddha’s light. Evil spirits, winged people, ghosts, believers, birds and beasts in the sky all shone with light, merging into Huikong’s punch that had the momentum to destroy the world!
Can’t stop!
This was Tian Yongsheng’s only thought.

But he doesn’t need a hard top!
It’s nothing, Qin Tian is here.

Above the sky, a ray of sword light cut through the sky like a meteor, pure and condensed, vast and unparalleled!
“Amitabha!”

The sound of chanting Buddha’s name arose again, and the golden light in the sky disappeared in an instant.

Huikong stood in the clouds with his palms clasped together, his face full of sorrow.

Qin Tian put away his sword and stood up, asking, “Who are you? Where are you from? What are you doing here?”

Huikong bowed: “My name is Huikong, I come from the Tang Dynasty…”

Qin Tian:”……”

He was inexplicably dazed, fearing that the other party’s next sentence would be “go to the West to worship Buddha and obtain scriptures”…

but no.

Huikong just said some profound words about stopping the war and preventing lives from being destroyed.

Tian Yongsheng sneered.

After all, the Qin army mobilized a large army of millions of people and came all the way from Huangzhou. How could they retreat just because of a few words from a monk!
Qin Tian was silent at first, then he said seriously: “Bald donkey, you have crossed the line!”

Huikong: “???”

He bowed slightly and asked, “Please explain in detail, benefactor.”

Qin Tian frowned and said in a cold voice: “The Northwest Nine Provinces are the place of Taoism. How can Buddhist disciples preach here privately? Why don’t you leave quickly, or you will die!”

Huikong put his hands together and said: “Buddha is merciful and has pity on the people of the world. The people here are suffering from the devil’s calamity. Since the Taoist sect does not lend a hand, the Buddhist sect will save them from the suffering!”

Qin Tian stood with his sword in hand, his voice becoming colder and colder: “I will count to three!”

“three!”

“two!”

……

Huikong sat cross-legged and chanted the Buddha’s name: “Amitabha…”

Then, he placed a Buddha statue in front of him, struck a wooden fish, and chanted solemnly.

“Shariputra, all dharmas are empty in nature, neither born nor destroyed…”

Suddenly, a burst of glazed Buddha light emerged from his left palm, and bursts of Zen sound came from it:

“Neither dirty nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing…”

The Buddha’s light gathered around Huikong, making him look like a solemn Buddha statue. He was one small and one big, one virtual and one real, one moving and one still, forming an indescribable sight.

“…There is no suffering, no accumulation, no extinction, no path, no wisdom, and no attainment.”

Huikong slapped out with his left palm, Buddha’s light shone brightly, and Vajra’s eyes were angry.

(End of this chapter)