Chapter 485: Thunder is Innate Qi

Although the old monk did not want to talk to Fu Lao, because he was only a strand of aura, he had no other means.

Fu Lao just put his hand on his shoulder, and the old monk could not help but open his feet, followed Fu Lao to the table, and then sat down unwillingly.

"The monk is truly narrow-minded. Fine, today I will chatter for a while, first calculate with you carefully..."

Fu Lao saw that the old monk's face was not very good, and his white eyebrows picked, and he stretched out his five fingers, and began to count:

"At first, you trapped the old man in this Buddha Kingdom, secretly made a move, and wanted to refine the Cave-Clear Dongqing Yubao Ling Mystery Pill from my body, let's mention it for now.

After all, you and I had no friendship at that time, this move is not incomprehensible.

And after fighting for infinite years, this Buddha Kingdom drifted in the star sea of the void, and accidentally bumped into a piece of Heavenly Demon tide. It was you who couldn't bear it, killed the group of demon cubs, but didn't know that there was a background behind them, this move finally alarmed the Shouzun Moshen of Longevity who had just achieved the Dao, and made him personally leave the pass.

Under the pressure of the Shouzun Moshen of Longevity, it was you who took the initiative to propose to abandon the past grudges and escape first, the old man naturally agreed at that time, and went all out to deal with it.

And after finally getting rid of the Shouzun Moshen of Longevity, and the old man gradually recovered from his injuries, you suddenly went back on your word.

The matter that was agreed upon earlier, that I could leave the Buddha Kingdom afterward, but in the end, you were unwilling. You also relied on the fact that your injuries were slightly lighter than the old man's, and wanted to compete with the old man again, and take the divine pill in my body!"

Fu Lao sneered when he said this, pointing at the old monk and shouting:

"This kind of thing, do you admit it or not?"

"..."

The old monk had nothing to say, turned his head awkwardly, and did not answer.

Because the old monk suddenly had greed, although the two had joined forces to get rid of the Shouzun Moshen of Longevity and had a not-shallow friendship, Fu Lao and the old monk also fought endlessly, and continued to confront each other in this Buddha Kingdom.

And there are unknown secrets and dangers hidden in this universe.

Walking to this day, apart from a Shouzun Moshen of Longevity, this Buddha Kingdom naturally also welcomed other powerful external enemies.

In order to seek self-preservation, Fu Lao and the old monk also had to join forces for a few rounds and sign an alliance.

Just like this, they spent several kalpas, sometimes working together, sometimes scheming against each other, which had evolved into a long-term contest between the two sides, making it difficult to easily distinguish the winner.

However, ten thousand years ago, as Fu Lao suddenly broke through a Dao barrier and his cultivation increased a lot, this balance of victory and defeat slowly tilted.

Since then, it was not the old monk who insisted on closing the Buddha Kingdom's entrance and trapping Fu Lao to death here.

But Fu Lao had vaguely grasped the old monk's lifeline, making it difficult for the old monk to easily do it even if he wanted to retreat.

The situation of offense and defense

has changed since then!

At this time, after Fu Lao finally finished speaking, he pointed at the old monk who had a look of embarrassment, and shouted:

"The thief monk broke the alliance first, and repeatedly played some unseen tricks. Today I only took half of your true consciousness, a small punishment and a big warning, which is already very tolerant. What do you have to say!"

Hearing this, the old monk was silent for a moment, sighed, and said truthfully:

"I know this move violates the heart of purity, but there is the Cave-Clear Dongqing Yubao Ling Mystery Pill in front... Such a creation pill treasure, ask which artifact spirit in the world can not be moved by it, which one does not want to break the innate limit?

I was fascinated by greed, evil thoughts blocked my eyes, and I accidentally damaged the Zen meditation in my heart, and did this evil karma... My practice skill is poor, it is my fault."

Fu Lao looked at the old monk, and after a while, he found it somewhat funny:

"It's already this time, do you still think that the secret formula is really useful? To tell the truth, even if you bumped into dog shit luck and captured the old man, you would never be able to re-refine the pill I swallowed!

You are also old, have you really lived on a dog?

That so-called secret formula is clearly falsely borrowed from the name of the Dharma Master Master Master Jutuo, in fact, it is a forgery by later generations, just a joke, and it is useless!"

Dharma Master Master Master Jutuo was the Seal Head of the Danyuan Department during the Shen Gao Dynasty, the head of the officials of the Danyuan Department, and his status was equal to that of Tian Yi Yan of the Heavenly Industry Department, which could be called supreme and holy.

And during his tenure, this person compiled 36.24 million volumes of various pill books, and created five types of pill treasures that could change life and death and reach creation.

The Cave-Clear Dongqing Yubao Ling Mystery Pill, which can help artifact spirits break the innate limit and make countless great divine abilities heart-shocked, was one of Dharma Master Master Master Jutuo's proud works.

Over the years, Fu Lao also knew that the old monk had a formula in his hand, which was said to have been created by Dharma Master Master Master Jutuo.

Its purpose is to separate the origin and solve the quality, using the life of the pill-taker as a sacrifice, to re-refine the pill that has already been swallowed with the formula.

Fu Lao naturally would not believe such nonsense.

Not to mention that this matter violates the constant principle of life and death between heaven and earth, and Dharma Master Master Master Jutuo was gentle by nature, and would never spend effort to deliberately create such evil arts.

"I also know that this formula might be a forgery by later generations, and it is useless, but a great opportunity is in front of me. If I miss it, I don't know when I will encounter a good opportunity to break the innate limit..."

The old monk was still somewhat unwilling, sighing endlessly:

"Like us artifact spirits, although we have the benefits of long lifespan and sufficient divine abilities, I have seen those immortal Buddhas and gods who can easily pluck stars and take the moon. How can I not want to become one of them?

Alas, this artifact spirit body is unable to practice, I—"

Fu Lao waved his hand at this time, interrupting the old monk's full of complaints, and said:

"Knowing it is useless and still doing it, that is a ten-

percent foolish act. Since you want to break the innate limit so much, why don't you go to the Great Extreme Heaven?

When the ancient times collapsed, the Great Extreme Heaven was beaten into a piece of rotten land, and it has not yet recovered its vitality.

Not to mention that the Wei Daoist who is sitting in the depths of the Great Extreme Heaven is not easy to deal with, just the remaining killing formations and restrictions and various divine abilities in the Great Extreme Heaven are enough for you to drink a pot!

Even if those 100,000 bottles of pills were not looted and are still well sealed in the Danyuan Department, I would not personally visit the dangerous place."

Fu Lao laughed, saying:

"Wanting treasures, but also afraid of death, you thief monk think beautifully, where is there such a good thing in the world?"

Before the old monk could argue, Fu Lao suddenly took out a bottle of Pure Karma Sweet Dew and personally poured a cup for the old monk, saying:

"Come, come, this is a fine item used to treat you Zen Sect high-ranking figures during the Ten Thousand Heavens Assembly of the Dao Court. The

Without waiting for the old monk to argue, Fu Lao suddenly took out a bottle of Pure Karma Sweet Dew, personally poured a cup for the old monk, and said:

"Come, come, this is a fine item used to treat high-ranking figures of your Zen Sect during the Dao Court's Myriad Heaven Assembly. My master brought it back for me back then, and I have never been willing to drink it freely. Now, only this one bottle is left."

Facing Fu Lao's sudden show of hospitality, the old monk only revealed a look of suspicion and did not take the bait:

"If you have something to say, just say it clearly; don't play these games with me!"

"Truly, kindness is treated like a donkey's liver and lungs."

Fu Lao shook his head and asked: "Monk, what I said just now has been made clear. Throughout this journey, even if I have seized half of your true consciousness, that—"

The old monk only felt a headache and waved his hands repeatedly to interrupt: "It was I who was at fault first. What exactly do you, this Daoist, intend to do?"

"Now that Jing Cang Jingcang Bianji Buddha has entered extinction, what are your plans after you leave this Buddha Kingdom?" Fu Lao asked.

Upon hearing this, the old monk was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, slamming his hands together:

"I knew it! You want to persuade me to surrender. Do not say any more about this matter; it is absolutely impossible!

I am a treasure of the dignified Zen Sect; how could I submit to a great Immortal Dao sect like your Yuchen!"

"Then are you going to return to the Boundless Light Heaven later?"

"Naturally."

"I think you won't find it easy to return to the Boundless Light Heaven."

Fu Lao met the old monk's gaze and said:

"Having known each other for these years, I have come to understand your mind. You are single-mindedly trying to break through the innate barrier of an artifact spirit and cultivate freely, just like me.

But do you think... that the current Bao Ya Temple can still help you, can still protect you?"

The old monk did not answer for a moment; unknowingly, his gaze sank slightly.

Jing Cang Jingcang Bianji Buddha was the Sect Master who opened his own Dharma lineage, and Bao Ya Temple was this ancient Buddha's

force within the Boundless Light Heaven, infinitely solemn, with many monks, and could be called a land of peace and prosperity.

However, compared to other great Zen temples, Bao Ya Temple had always had few brilliant and talented successor disciples, and it had repeatedly been overshadowed by monks from other temples at various Dharma assemblies.

Even the true great master who sat in the temple was only Jing Cang Jingcang Bianji Buddha.

It could be said that the rise, fall, and survival of Bao Ya Temple were all carried on the shoulders of Jing Cang Jingcang Bianji Buddha.

And now that Jing Cang Jingcang Bianji Buddha has entered extinction, the state of Bao Ya Temple is likely even more dire...

"Saying all this is useless. Can Yuchen find me the Cave-Clear Dongqing Yubao Ling Mystery Elixir, or is there another way to resolve the innate limitation on my body?" The old monk hesitated for a moment, but finally shook his head firmly and said.

"I have not returned to the Xiao Ming Xiao Daze for a long time and do not know the current situation of the sect, so it is not easy for me to promise this first, but there is one thing I can guarantee with certainty."

"Where?"

"If you return to the Xiao Ming Xiao Daze, Yuchen can at least protect your safety and keep you from becoming a domestic slave or servant!" Fu Lao said meaningfully.

The old monk's expression changed slightly.

If an artifact spirit's true consciousness is completely mastered by someone, then let alone life and death, even every move they make cannot escape the master's will and commands.

This is also what artifact spirits like the old monk fear most in their hearts.

"It seems you understand. Treasures like you, who can help others realize the Dao, are rare even if you look across the vast universe of myriad heavens.

Now that Bao Ya Temple has lost Jing Cang Jingcang Bianji Buddha, how can it still protect your safety? On the contrary, this temple might even need to borrow your strength to barely stand firm in the Boundless Light Heaven."

Fu Lao sighed with emotion:

"And if you are refined and taken away by a great master, then don't even think about being carefree and happy; just honestly be a beast of burden!"

The old monk pondered for a long time this time, and when he spoke again, his tone was a bit unnatural:

"Even if Bao Ya Temple cannot protect me, the Buddha Master had a close friendship with Ci Xian Guang Buddha of Shan Jian Temple before he entered extinction. With this person's protection, I should be safe."

Who would have thought that after this sentence was spoken, Fu Lao suddenly burst into loud laughter, which really left the old monk confused.

"What is so funny about this?" The old monk did not understand.

"A dignified Heavenly Venerable who governs the world of the Yang World Great Heaven, a high-ranking minister of the Dao Court—how could an old minister of temple calculations who has stood in the imperial court for so long be as kind and benevolent as he looks?

How did the True King Hong Yu, who competed with him for the position in the Fire Department back then, lose his power and get sent to the Netherworld? You are also a figure who survived from the ancient times; don't tell me you don't know!"

Fu Lao sneered slightly.

The old Buddha pondered for a while, and although he felt a slight strangeness in his heart, he ultimately did not take these words to heart, only treating them as instigating language.

And seeing that Fu Lao still wanted to speak, the old Buddha

hurriedly interrupted and said:

"Let me think about this matter carefully. However, you said that Yuchen can protect my safety; in my opinion, this is not necessarily true."

"Why do you say that?" Fu Lao asked curiously.

"Your master, Dong Gaozi, is the dignified Lord of the Heavenly Gang Response Mansion of the Thunder Department, the most favored grand-disciple of the Great Manifestation Immortal, and should also be the second-ranked person in Yuchen's strength."

The old monk looked at the phantom of Dong Gaozi, which was becoming increasingly blurred and whose figure was even faintly visible, and slowly shook his head:

"Such a high-ranking immortal, how could he be forced away by a strange old Daoist riding a six-tusked white elephant, and have no news transmitted for so many years?

I think your Yuchen has provoked a great enemy, a real trouble!"

Fu Lao's expression was a bit ugly. He frowned at the old monk and waved his hand, saying:

"With my master's supernatural powers, he is definitely safe. The fact that I can still stand here is proof. I have told you so much; what exactly are you thinking?"

The old monk knew that Fu Lao wanted him to show his cards at last.

He hesitated for a long time, but finally apologized:

"I am, after all, from the Zen Sect, this—"

Before he could finish, Fu Lao was already furious and raised his fist to strike: "You thieving bald donkey, you have no shame! When you betrayed the alliance and played dirty, you didn't have this kind of face!"

The old monk covered his Vairocana hat and ran while hurriedly defending himself.

And I don't know if the old monk was moved by Fu Lao's words or felt guilty for failing Fu Lao when the dust had settled.

He sighed long and finally loosened his tone a little.

"I am not willing to seek refuge under the Yuchen sect, but..."

The old monk's temples twitched, and he whispered: "I can trade with you in secret once, just once. You and I should keep this matter to ourselves. Boundless Light and Xu Du have never been on good terms. If this matter spreads, I fear I will have no place to stand in my homeland!"

Fu Lao sneered and grabbed the old monk's collar without letting go.

The two did not know what they were talking about, but in the end, although the old monk showed joy on his face, he still pretended to hesitate for a while before reluctantly nodding.

"I cannot trust you, this fellow, now. This matter is just a gentleman's agreement. How to do it, I will decide later!"

Fu Lao patted the top of the old monk's head and said meaningfully:

"I always feel that Ci Xian Guang Buddha is not simple. Although I think a figure like you should not be in his eyes, you should always use your brain when acting."

The old monk did not want to argue with Fu Lao on this matter. He looked at Chen Heng, who was sitting in meditation beside the stone lamp, and changed the subject:

"You have really taken great pains for this sect junior. But let me say the ugly words first: even with Dong Gaozi's magic power to help, you can only suppress me for five years. Once five years pass, I will not stay a moment longer."

"Five years should barely be enough for him to enter the Tai Yi Divine Thunder..."

Fu Lao was not angry at this time; instead, he turned his head and smiled at the old monk:

"With such a jade tree in a jasper forest, can Bao Ya Temple find one?"

The old monk's face turned black, and he did not answer.

At the same time, Chen Heng, who was in meditation and contemplation, felt his soul drifting.

He vaguely felt that he was in a vast and magnificent palace, with smoke and clouds permeating all sides, filling the palace.

A lotus-shaped Dharma seat rose in the sky, and on the seat was just a mass of flawless light.

A round and wonderful Dharma sound was emitted from the light, making Chen Heng's mind clear, as if he had been enlightened, and his confusion faded away for a moment.

The Qi mechanism around his body moved like a tide, climbing layer by layer, and in the dark, it seemed to resonate with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, having a wonderful induction.

Even in his tightly closed eyes, before he knew it, golden thunder rays were surging one after another, fierce as fire, and the divine light was like electricity!

"Is thunder the innate Qi?"

I don't know how long it had been, but Chen Heng suddenly opened his eyes. The light in his eyes was extraordinary, as if the sun had risen in the east, bright and brilliant!

With this sentence spoken, an indescribable joy made him laugh. He felt that everything around him was shaking. Whether it was the vast and magnificent palace or the smoke and clouds filling the palace on all sides, these all suddenly disappeared.

The scene before his eyes suddenly fell into pitch black, and he could not see his fingers.

And he only felt that he was inexplicably lifted up, all the way up, and he did not know where he was going to go...