"The rules...."
Observing this was Xiang Qianqiu, who sensed the power being released and frowned, unexpectedly realizing that the Manjusri Monk had cultivated to this extent.
If it were merely the Yang God, then Chen Yuanâs gathered Power of All Living Beings could absolutely shatter such a simple Dharma Body, but it happened to be enhanced by Rule Power of Heaven and Earth, distinguishing itself from the usual Yang God powerhouses.
"Those of Spirit Mountain should return to Spirit Mountain."
Xiang Qianqiu raised his hand, and a domineering Rule Power merged into the void, but before he could take action, a Dragon Roar echoed through the heavens and earth as a golden True Dragon struck the towering phantasm.
"Boom!!!"
Originally, Chen Yuanâs Power of All Living Beings was countering Pu Xianâs Rule Power of Heaven and Earth, but that golden True Dragonâs strike shattered the balance.
Instantly, it caused that Dharma Image to break apart.
The previously calm Manjusri Bodhisattvaâs expression tightened. He was currently in a Dharma Body state, fully engaged with the Power of All Living Beings that Chen Yuan had condensed.
It was only when close that he sensed someone interfering, but by then it was evidently too late.
He couldnât respond in time and could only watch helplessly as his Dharma Body was destroyed.
With the Dharma Body shattered, more than half of the power left on the Dharma Decree was gone, making it difficult even to maintain his manifestation.
Chen Yuanâs face darkened as he quickly withdrew the Power of All Living Beings.
He could actually mobilize more power, but without relying on the power of Moluo, he wouldnât be able to withstand such pressure, and his Primordial Spirit might collapse before itâs tempered.
The only thing that took him by surprise was that Manjusriâs power turned out to be so formidable, and during the standoff, a strong individual had directly shattered Manjusriâs Dharma Body.
Who could it be?
Chen Yuan felt puzzled, not expecting someone else to come and muddy the waters.
This change jolted Yao Xin the most, as he looked at the golden True Dragon with an unexplainable sense of familiarity, but couldnât quite place it.
"Amitabha, Manjusri Bodhisattva, itâs been a long time."
A Dharma chant echoed from the void, as the Dragon Slayer Arhat Xu Yan, clad in a cyan robe and spanning hundreds of miles, slowly emerged with a faint smile, calm and collected.
"Dragon Slayer...."
Manjusri Bodhisattva gazed at Xu Yan, his eyes flickering.
"Dragon Slayer Arhat!"
Yao Xinâs pupils contracted, his heart shaking with shock.
The last meeting was two hundred years ago; he thought the Dragon Slayer Arhat had perished after leaving Spirit Mountain, yet not only was he alive, but he had also attained the Bodhisattva Realm.
"Arhat Yao Xin." Xu Yan Monk smiled faintly.
Seeing the familiar face of the cyan-robed monk, Chen Yuanâs breath paused as he stared at him intensely, speaking in a deep voice:
"Master Xu Yan."
Although he had only a few encounters in his memory of this person, due to subsequent speculations, he remembered this name, initially thinking it was a ploy arranged by Uncle Wu Daozi, only to be proven otherwise.
It could only mean one thing: this personâs origin was quite extraordinary, but he never expected Xu Yan Monk to be one of the Arhats of Spirit Mountain.
So, what was the purpose of being stationed in Pingâan County?
Suddenly, he couldnât quite comprehend the secrets within.
"Benefactor Chen, itâs been years. Your charisma surpasses before, and now even Manjusri Bodhisattva is not your opponent. Very good, very good." Xu Yan Monk smiled, seemingly at an impartial distance from everyone.
Xiang Qianqiu within the city detected Xu Yan Monkâs interference, quickly retracted his methods, remained silent for a moment, and swiftly turned away.
"Since youâre not seated in Nirvana yet, why not return to Spirit Mountain?"
Manjusri frowned slightly, his gaze deepening.
Dragon Slayer Arhat had been the most promising to ascend to the Bodhisattva rank among the Arhats of Spirit Mountain, but due to getting too close to Ksitigarbha, he was involved and tainted with demon nature, showing tendencies towards becoming an outcast.
Spirit Mountain naturally wanted to diminish his demon nature, but unexpectedly, he left without a word, even taking away the Soul Lamp Spiritual Objects stationed at Spirit Mountain to draw a distinct line.
"The path is different. What this humble monk seeks is the Dharma expounded by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, not the Dharma passed down by the Buddha, so naturally, I wonât return to Spirit Mountain for cultivation."
"Do you know the sin within?"
Manjusri questioned.
"What sin is there?"
"Ksitigarbha has turned to the demon, what he expounds is Demon Dao, an outcast; even the Buddha doesnât tolerate it. Are you still intending to tread this path?" Manjusri Bodhisattva hadnât been enraged even when his Dharma Body was shattered earlier.
But now, just a few words from Xu Yan had unexpectedly angered him, surprising everyone indeed.
But in reflection, it seems so indeed.
Buddhists cultivate Dharma, and the most intolerable is the outcast.
"Some paths seem untrodden because few walk them; once many walk them, they become clear. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is a pioneer; this humble monk wishes to devote himself to this path."
Xu Yanâs face showed sincerity.
And Chen Yuanâs expression flickered with a bizarre emotion.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?
Isnât he referring to Moluo?
Does that mean he could have another ally?
However, the current circumstance doesnât allow for reckless words because once Moluoâs whereabouts are exposed, it would likely lead to Spirit Mountainâs massive suppression.
He currently doesnât have the power to withstand it.
"Is that your choice?"
"It is."
"This humble monk understands, Dragon Slayer, be careful for yourself." Manjusri Bodhisattva said no more, the power of the Dharma Decree was exhausted. He glanced at Arhat Yao Xin and slowly shook his head:
"This is your tribulation, destined to be insurmountable."
"Itâs this humble monkâs fault for not resolving that matter for the Bodhisattva." Yao Xin bowed.
"Reincarnation is determined by heaven and earth. This humble monk cannot control it. If there is a next life, I would also join the Buddhist path."
"Disciple obeys."
"Benefactor Chen, let todayâs matter end here. If there is a chance, come to Spirit Mountain for enlightenment." Manjusri Bodhisattva placed his palms together in a gesture, not waiting for Chen Yuanâs response.
His figure dissipated between heaven and earth.
As the golden light dispersed, the aura on Arhat Yao Xin began to plummet, already becoming unstable.
Chen Yuan looked at him lightly:
"Master has no next life, better to send the master to the Western Paradise now."
"Amitabha!"
Yao Xin nodded slightly, saying no more, and bowed his head for the slaying.
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Itâs November; to summarize, nearly 320,000 words have been updated, which is relatively diligent. Recent plots have been a bit stable, partly transitional, and partly due to recent tense atmospheres, deterring certain descriptions.
The major climax of this book is likely to unfold in November.
Hence, Iâm here to ask everyone for some guaranteed Monthly Tickets.
Brothers with tickets, please help support. Shi Tou will be more motivated to write. Currently, regular readership counts stand at 4,100, doubling from last book.
Therefore, I will definitely write the book well, rest assured.
Also, regarding starting a harem, to put it frankly, it feels wrong not to have certain female characters reciprocated. But that doesnât mean itâs all-encompassing.
Even if there are any, it wonât affect the plot, as they will mostly appear around the conclusion period.
So, no need for worries.
Thank you all for your support in October, and I hope for your continued support in November!
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