Chapter 270: Soul Returns, Divine Communication

“Master Liansheng, no matter how powerful your magical powers are, it is difficult to challenge the natural forces of this world.”

In a world completely shrouded in darkness, the Seven Lords of Sin overlooked Chiya Hiramiya in the crater below through the strange birds hovering high in the sky.

After all, supernatural powers are no match for the power of nature.

He knew this at the beginning of His birth.

The magical power of nature and creation is far beyond the reach of any magical powers.

His birth is a legend created by heaven and earth.

This Sakurajima volcano, which could erupt at any time, is the burial place they prepared for Master Padmasambhava.

After the Kyoto incident, one of the Seven Sinners was imprisoned and couldn’t even emit a breath. This kind of magical power was enough to arouse their fear.

Not to mention, Master Liansheng is so young. If he is allowed to continue growing, there will be many uncertain variables in the future.

Therefore, taking advantage of this opportunity to let him die is a good choice.

The Seven Sinners withdrew their gaze and looked at an ice sculpture in the dark world ahead.

The ice sculptures create a lifelike image of a snow girl.

“In order to control the wind and snow, you were destined not to sacrifice those innocent creatures living at the foot of Mount Fuji. It was your kindness and softness that brought you to this end.”

The Seven Sinners watched quietly for a while, then turned their gaze back to Hiramiya Chiye and Aoandon in their field of vision.

At the crater, Qingxuande was finally persuaded by Heimiya Chiye and agreed to go into the volcano with him, leaving Heimiya Chiye’s body outside.

“There is one thing that needs to be dealt with first.”

Pinggong Qianye looked up at the sky, his eyes flashing with a light that was enough to penetrate the darkness, and he saw a group of strange birds hovering in the sky, spying on him.

A Bodhisattva with roaring thunder and lightning appeared behind him, and he threw the Thousand Treasures Net in his hand towards the sky.

In an instant, dark clouds covered the sky and the earth, and wind and thunder gathered.

Thunderbolts fell from the sky, and the lightning merged with the Thousand Treasures Net that was spread out upwards, clearing out the group of strange birds that were responsible for the spying.

After dealing with the eyes on top of his head, Pinggong Qianye clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist name, then spread out his hands, retracted the Thousand Treasures Net in the sky that was integrated with the thunder, and arranged it in the area around his body.

Purple electric arcs continued to crackle, and under Pinggong Qianye’s control, they gradually merged into the ground, dyeing the surrounding black soil with a purple arc light.

This was the first line of defense he set up for his body left in the crater.

Similar to the demon-avoiding circle drawn by Sun Wukong for Tang Monk in “Journey to the West”, it can effectively prevent evil spirits and monsters from approaching.

Pinggong Qianye took out a Vajra Realm Mandala and a Garbha Realm Mandala from his shirt pocket.

The Vajra Realm Mandala is placed on the back, and the Garbha Realm Mandala is hidden on the chest.

Seeing this scene, Qingxuandeng subconsciously moved away from the scene, as there were too many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas depicted on these two mandalas.

Even though she was in the form of a light lamp at the moment, she still felt wary and terrified by the aura and power emitted by the two mandalas.

After setting up these two lines of defense, Pinggong Qianye sat cross-legged on the ground and gestured towards Qingxingdeng, indicating that he was ready.

“The soul returns.”

Qingxuandeng mobilized the power of the bright lamp, pulling out Pinggong Qianye’s soul and merging him with itself.

“what……”

In an instant, their souls merged.

An unprecedented feeling surged into Qingxuandeng’s soul.

Although she tried hard to resist, the light and heat from Pinggong Chiye’s soul, like a sun, continued to blend with her.

After just a few breaths, Qing Xingdeng could no longer suppress the wonderful feeling of perfect harmony, and the blending of yin and yang.

At this moment, she could even sense all the thoughts and ideas coming from Pinggong Chiye.

It turns out that he really wants to let himself leave the temple and return to his original body. It turns out that he has reached a consensus with Sister Snow Girl to help him merge his two bodies into one.

It turns out that he also wanted to use his own power to open the gate to the underworld.

Spiritual communication.

Qingxuandeng had heard of this strange state that originated from the mind.

I can see through his various thoughts and ideas, doesn’t that mean I have no secrets at all in front of him?

What a shame!

This was equivalent to standing naked in front of Pinggong Qianye, allowing him to look at her at will.

But soon, Qingxuandeng realized that when he turned into Guangmingdeng, he was only half of his body, and he was born very shortly.

Even if everything is seen, it doesn’t matter.

But Pinggong Chiye is different.

I’d better take this opportunity to take a look at the secret hidden in this person’s heart.

See how he can cultivate such profound magical powers at such an age.

Qing Xingdeng’s mind moved, and soon he crashed into an iron wall formed by pure spiritual power.

She could not overcome Pinggong Qianye’s obstruction and pry into his secrets at will.

All he could find out were the thoughts that Pinggong Qianye had deliberately given him to spy on.

“…”

This is not fair at all!
Qing Xingdeng was extremely angry and thought that he had seen everything naked, and yet he was still on guard against him!

Sensing Qingxuande’s emotional changes, Pinggong Qianye’s soul sent a message, “Be serious and don’t be distracted. We should go down.”

“Humph, I know.”

Qingxuande slightly prolonged the tail tone to express his dissatisfaction, put away his messy thoughts, and concentrated on cooperating with Pinggong Qianye.

The bright lamp turned into a golden ray of light, rushing from the edge of the volcano straight into the depths of the volcano.

The billowing smoke cannot block the way of the bright lamp.

The lava columns that erupt from time to time are isolated by the power contained in the bright lamps, just like a fish, following the lava columns straight into the lava river at the bottom.

The boiling magma could not melt the bright lamp, so it could only allow the bright lamp to continue drilling downwards, heading towards the deeper bottom of the volcano.

At this time, at the edge of the crater, a thick black cloud covered the sky, with lightning and thunder interweaving.

Deep in the black clouds, there is a huge dark red eyeball, overlooking everything below.

The group of little ghosts that lingered around and did not leave turned into a black wave that could devour everything, and rushed towards the body of Pinggong Qianye who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed.

When countless little ghosts approached, the Thousand Treasures Net buried deep underground and filled with thunder power slowly spread out with Pinggong Qianye’s body as the center.

Thunderbolts rose from the ground to the sky in the opposite direction, interweaving a lightning net between heaven and earth that blocked the passage of any demons and monsters.

The surging little ghosts were completely purified in a breath, without even a wisp of black smoke coming out.

But even with such a tight net, the little ghosts all over the Sakurajima volcano were still fearless and turned into a black wave, rushing forward madly.

When this situation lasted for about 10 seconds, a dark red eyeball in the deep black sky attracted black clouds and turned into a black sky curtain, cutting off the connection between the Thousand Treasures Net and the thundercloud layer in the sky.

The little ghosts continued to attack, and the lightning net covering the sky and the earth was gradually dispersed, revealing several passable openings.

“Sha Liansheng the Bald Donkey, how can we miss such a grand event!”

In the sky above Sakurajima Volcano, three streams of light of different colors came from three different directions.

For a moment, a cold and terrifying evil atmosphere was prevalent.

(End of this chapter)