Chapter 484: Subjugation

The whistling sound was like the wind and waves hitting the shore, vast and boundless, layer upon layer reaching the sky. After a few breaths, it turned into continuous roars, like heaven-shaking spring thunder, echoing through the four wilds!

The entire heaven and earth were swaying, making it difficult to stand steadily, as if one would fall to the ground if they relaxed even a little.

At this time, the magic power phantom left by Dong Gaozi was becoming increasingly dim and blurry, as if the consumption was too great, and even his face was hazy.

But following this, a stone lamp rose higher and higher in the ten-thousand-zhang clouds.

In just a few blinks, the All-Knowing Lamp of Wisdom floated toward the higher place. Although the lamp spirit was struggling hard, a green lotus wrapped him tightly like smoke. No matter how he rushed left and right, it was difficult to break free from the shackles.

Fu Lao clapped his hands, and pieces of clear light flew out like feathers, converging into a waterfall-like counter-current, rolling snow and turning silver, dazzling and shocking the heart.

That counter-current rushed into the sky in an instant, just brushing over the lamp flame, and forced the artifact spirit of the All-Knowing Lamp of Wisdom out.

Chen Hang saw that the artifact spirit was an old monk with a dragon-bell appearance, wearing a brocade kasaya, a Vairocana hat on his head, and holding a thousand Bodhi beads, each round and full, transparent and exquisite.

And above the old monk's head, five-colored auspicious clouds hung down like curtains, covering the hundred-li territory, a solemn treasure appearance, truly like a Bodhisattva manifesting in the world, wanting to open up all equal sentient beings and explain the correct understanding of Bodhi.

When Chen Hang concentrated, he saw a huge green lotus vaguely on the old monk's back, and he was suppressed under the lotus flower.

But when he fixed his gaze again, the lotus flower disappeared without a trace, as if that scene was just his illusion.

Sensing Chen Hang's gaze, the old monk glanced coldly at the clouds below, then shifted his attention to Fu Lao, his expression displeased.

"It has already fallen to this point, and this fellow is still not honest, still wanting to make a final struggle. Let me grind away his last bit of strength, you just watch from the side."

Fu Lao raised his hand and waved, and a dazzling ring of light fell like a bell, covering Chen Hang within it.

And he only had time to say this instruction to Chen Hang before the old monk let out a furious roar in the sky, five fingers clawing, and fiercely grabbed down toward the clouds below!

In an instant, wind and thunder arose, and ten thousand zhang of light flames appeared, stinging the eyes and making one want to shed tears!

However, facing this fierce attack, Fu Lao just pinched a dharma seal and leisurely spat out a ball of light smoke like auspicious snow, protecting his head at the moment of a hair's breadth.

The light smoke just collided with the sky-covering giant hand, and the old monk's five fingers seemed to touch some kind of murky, poisonous fog that could erode human skin and bones, quickly melting away, and the momentum was frustrated.

And the light smoke followed the giant hand all the way up, as if wanting to wrap around the old monk's head and wrap half of his body in it.

"Is this the Secret Heaven Opening Mysterious Smoke in the Eight Merits and Nine Books?"

Chen Hang's gaze flickered, recognizing the origin of the light smoke, and thought secretly.

The Secret Heaven Opening Mysterious Smoke was felt by an ancient immortal named Feng Zong of Yuchen when he observed the condensation of the origin and the mixing of the five qi.

He first closed his door for ten thousand years, and then studied day and night with several fellow disciples, consuming infinite effort, before the complete Secret Heaven Opening Mysterious Smoke appeared in the world.

Once this smoke comes out, it can break divine abilities, melt flesh and blood, and everywhere it passes, it can be said that the void is shattered and the spiritual machine is exhausted!

If one is accidentally stained by this killing move, unless there is a powerful magic treasure or divine ability that can guard the root, one can only cut meat and release blood, decisively cutting off the injured area.

If one does not act like this, and in hesitation, lets the Secret Heaven Opening Mysterious Smoke completely swallow the body, then even if one wants to abandon the flesh, it is useless.

Because the primordial spirit has been fixed by the dark, and stained by the smoke, it is difficult to escape a fate of body death and soul dissipation!

And the old monk's reaction was clearly faster than Chen Hang's. He also knew the power of the smoke, so he immediately moved his lips and chanted a mantra.

Just following a flash of pure light, his right arm stained by the Secret Heaven Opening Mysterious Smoke instantly turned into a hundred-zhang stone dragon, baring fangs and brandishing claws, instantly detaching from the body, and fleeing straight toward the distance.

But that stone dragon flew no more than a few dozen li before it froze in mid-air, its body cracking inch by inch, falling straight from the sky, smashing up a large piece of murky smoke and dust.

"Fu Changru, still the same old tricks, the old thief is already at his wit's end!"

The old monk laughed, calling out Fu Lao's real name.

A piece of white hair rushed up from the old monk's Vairocana hat. In an instant, there was a whistling sound, and ten thousand zhang of fierce fire swept over, from far to near, as if wanting to plow through the vast valley.

Following the fierce fire, there was a circle of water curtains, murky waves surging, running silver and spraying snow!

The water curtain and the fierce fire followed one after another, as if arranged in some kind of inexplicable formation, the momentum was brilliant!

And facing this water-fire combined attack, Fu Lao just pinched a seal and performed magic, and once again deployed the Secret Heaven Opening Mysterious Smoke.

This time he condensed the smoke into a solid bullet, first shuttling a few times to disperse the fierce fire, and then pointed forward. The Secret Heaven Opening Mysterious Smoke suddenly exploded in the sky, turning into a giant screen, and disappeared with the water curtain crashing head-on.

"The method of responding to the enemy lies in precision, not in quantity. To deal with you, the Secret Heaven Opening Mysterious Smoke is more than enough." Fu Lao shook his shoulders, and two magic treasures jumped out from behind him, one was a snake-shaped gold shuttle and the other was a vermilion bird feather fan.

"Even using magic treasures to drive magic treasures, there is truly no justice in this world!"

The old monk scolded, and while dodging the gold shuttle's attack, he was also somewhat helpless in his heart.

Cave-Clear Dongqing Yubao Ling Mystery Pill—

This kind of creation pill treasure that makes all artifact spirits in the world red-eyed and heart-moved, the thunder plaque in front of him actually had the luck to swallow one into his abdomen.

I don't know what kind of master-servant affection he and Dong Gaozi had. As the head of the Heaven-Gang Response Transformation Mansion of the Thunder Department of the Dao Court, he was actually willing to

use the Great Heaven Merit he had worked hard to obtain to exchange for a pill that was completely useless to himself.

Such a strange thing, where should one go to reason?

And relying on the Cave-Clear Dongqing Yubao Ling Mystery Pill to break the innate limit of the artifact spirit, Fu Lao's methods were already truly difficult to fathom.

Although the old monk could barely borrow the geographical advantage of the Buddha Kingdom, firstly, as the Buddha Jing Cang Jingcang Bianji was killed by Dong Gaozi, the Buddha Kingdom's momentum was far from its former glory, and secondly, the Buddha Jing Cang Jingcang Bianji only regarded the old monk as an artifact spirit attendant, and this ancient Buddha did not explain the true wonderful use of his Buddha Kingdom to the old monk while he was alive.

Therefore, the old monk could only use the method of killing the chicken to get the eggs to extract the power of the Buddha Kingdom, so as to barely compete with Fu Lao.

And the reason this pure Buddha Kingdom fell into today's withered state, I am afraid that most of the reasons should be attributed to the old monk.

Under this ebb and flow, it was not surprising that the old monk could not defeat Fu Lao.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed. Fu Lao and the old monk had already fought to a stalemate, both of them striking with heavy hands.

And suddenly, the old monk revealed his lamp treasure form, solidly carrying the thunderbolt Fu Lao struck, and then he turned back into a human form, actually fiercely taking off the Bodhi prayer beads on his wrist and throwing them toward Chen Hang in the distance!

Once the Bodhi prayer beads left his hand, they scattered in the sky, and the thousands of Bodhi seeds suddenly enlarged, covering the sky.

Like a thousand great stars, they crashed down with a bang, wanting to collapse the magnificent mountains, and smash the earth's crust to pieces!

Almost at the moment the Bodhi prayer beads were thrown by the old monk, Fu Lao, who was staring at the old monk, hurriedly took action. He sacrificed the vermilion bird feather fan, first blocking half of the Bodhi seeds, and then made the gold shuttle shoot out countless threads, like a net in the void, knocking the remaining Bodhi seeds askew.

"Winning so unfairly, do you have the face to stand here?"

The old monk was furious:

"Is this glorious?"

Fu Lao is not so much an artifact spirit, but because he can breathe and practice on his own, he is actually no different from a living person, able to refine magic tools and exert the power of magic tools to the maximum.

And because of the innate limit, it is difficult for artifact spirits to completely refine artifact spirits of the same kind.

Just like the old monk throwing the Bodhi prayer beads just now, that was actually just the power of the prayer beads themselves. In this way, he was naturally pressed a notch lower by Fu Lao.

After fighting for a while, Fu Lao saw that the old monk had some sluggishness in the operation of his strength. He knew that the old monk was suppressed by Dong Gaozi's magic power and was already showing a bit of embarrassment, not as good as before.

Fu Lao hurriedly seized the opportunity, struck with heavy moves, and finally knocked the old monk down from the clouds.

Afterward, Fu Lao faced the phantom left by Dong Gaozi and bowed respectfully.

As he pinched the seal and performed magic, a thunderous roar sounded between heaven and earth, like mountains collapsing and stones opening, fierce thunder hitting the top!

The old monk who wanted to get up and fight again suddenly fell to the ground, tried several times, but could not climb up.

Chen Hang saw that a green lotus flower with a moist and clean color slowly floated out from behind the old monk, firmly suppressing the old monk, unable to break free.

"You did the first day, so don't blame the old man for doing the fifteenth. I know that like you, artifact spirits, even if I swallow half of your true consciousness, after a few tens of thousands of years, you can recover completely."

Fu Lao walked over with a smile, took off the Vairocana hat on the old monk's head, patted it on the shiny bald head, and suddenly shouted angrily:

"Repeatedly breaking the alliance, I see you are seeking your own death, today I will give you a lesson!"

After speaking, a pitch-black light pillar rose behind Fu Lao, with ghosts and shadows in the light.

And the old monk was only brushed by the light pillar, and a ball of soft silver light flew out from his body, soon merging into Fu Lao's body.

This scene did not have any shocking tragic images, but it suppressed all the magic tools in Chen Hang's Purple Palace, all of them losing their minds.

The Five Qi Qian Kun Circle even felt its scalp go numb, and a chill went straight from the soles of its feet to its forehead, not knowing what to say.

It retreated behind the Moon Wheel Mirror without changing its expression, and after being glared at, it quietly retreated behind the Escape Realm Shuttle, and only then did its heart settle down a little.

"It's the first time I've used this method, this feeling, it's really not very good..."

Fu Lao frowned, and then he pressed his hand, took the magic power, and the old monk suppressed under the lotus flower stiffened, and after a while, a stone lamp slowly floated up, and then was held in Fu Lao's hand.

"This is?"

Chen Hang was inevitably a bit puzzled when he saw this.

Clearly, the All-Knowing Lamp of Wisdom had been held in Fu Lao's hand, but the old monk's figure did not disappear along with it.

He climbed up from the ground with a cold face, and apart from his expression being a bit withered, it seemed that he was fine.

"This old thief has already controlled my true form, making it difficult for me to resist. The current me is just a strand of aura, saying that I can maintain my form, but in fact, I am no different from a mortal. A dog could bite me to death.

To tell the truth, he was able to win, it was truly a combination of various factors, a coincidence. If it weren't for Dong Gaozi's magic power to help, if—"

The old monk glanced at Chen Hang, his expression displeased.

And while he was only busy raising his head to speak, he did not pay attention to the small dirt pit at his feet, and was directly tripped to the ground, solidly eating a mouthful of dust, and the words in his mouth naturally stopped abruptly.

Fu Lao laughed when he saw this, and Chen Hang also thought about it when he saw it.

At first, before being taken away half of his true consciousness, the old monk was full of anger and wanted to make a final struggle.

And after the dust settled, although this person was also unhappy, he seemed to have accepted his fate, losing some of the momentum of shouting and killing.

Looking at Fu Lao's performance, he seemed not surprised by this scene, and had expected it in his heart long ago.

Chen Hang tidied up his

thoughts at this time, and thoughts floated in his heart.

As Fu Lao said, although the Buddha Jing Cang Jingcang Bianji died at the hands of Dong Gaozi, these two were just a simple struggle of the Great Dao, and there seemed to be no enmity in the past.

And Fu Lao also said that he and the lamp spirit, who looked like an old monk, joined forces several times when they encountered great enemies, and helped each other in times of trouble.

But if one said that these two had turned swords into silk, the friendship was not bad.

But the old monk took action against Fu Lao several times, trapping him in the Buddha Kingdom, and Fu Lao even took away half of the old monk's true consciousness to restore his vitality.

This was a bit unreasonable...

"As far as I know, true consciousness is the foundation of the artifact spirit. If the true consciousness is damaged, the artifact spirit will also fall in grade, and the restrictions will be incomplete?"

Chen Hang suddenly asked the many magic tools in the Purple Palace.

The Five Qi Qian Kun Circle snatched the words:

"According to common sense, it should be like this. But even Dao artifacts have their own mysteries and wonderfulness, known as rare treasures, let alone immortal soldiers and Buddhist treasures that are one level higher. Maybe this lamp has means to make up for the omissions?

Just cultivate for ten thousand years, for them, it can't be counted as a big deal, but I suddenly thought of a sad thing..."

After saying this, the Five Qi Qian Kun Circle deliberately sighed, sighing endlessly:

"Old Master, to tell the truth, although I am still a type of help for the Old Master, but after the Old Master cultivates the Great Dao, at that time, I am afraid it will be difficult to follow the Old Master's side for a long time!"

Chen Hang smiled: "What do you mean?"

"Cave-Clear Dongqing Yubao Ling Mystery Pill, I dare not hope for such creation pill treasures..." The Five Qi Qian Kun Circle rubbed its hands and laughed:

"Old Master, after you achieve the Dao, what about my promotion to a Dao artifact?"

Before Chen Heng could speak, at this moment, Sanskrit sounds suddenly rose in the air, clear and far-reaching, making the listeners tireless, hearing them and feeling joyful, as if a Buddha were expounding the true Dharma in the void, saving all living beings.

"Go."

Fu Lao, who was sacrificing the stone lamp, nodded slightly and said to Chen Hang:

"There is me here, just practice, boy!"

The old monk snorted coldly on the side and interrupted:

"Since I have had spiritual wisdom, this is the first time I have to help a Xuanmen person comprehend the Great Dao, it is also a great loss of face!"

Chen Hang bowed solemnly to Fu Lao, and then sat cross-legged beside the All-Knowing Lamp of Wisdom.

He adjusted his aura, and then began to comprehend, putting all his mind into the Tai Yi Divine Thunder.

Seeing Chen Hang enter the meditation in the blink of an eye, Fu Lao nodded with satisfaction, and then enthusiastically pulled the old monk's sleeve, saying:

"After fighting for so long, there is finally a conclusion. Monk, I specially invite you to drink a few cups of thin wine, don't refuse."

"Taking away half of my true consciousness, and now forcing me to add great wisdom to your disciple, this kind of conclusion, I don't want it."

The old monk sneered repeatedly, waving his hand disdainfully:

"Nothing to offer, non-traitor or thief, if you have any plans, just say it, no need to go around in circles!" ===== CHAPTER 485 =====

"If you offer courtesies without a reason, you are either a traitor or a thief. Whatever schemes you have, just say them clearly; there is no need to beat around the bush!"