Chapter 150: Forced Eviction
It was Venerable One Miaofa's move!!
Senior?!
Qiao Wan was shocked!
Ma Huaizhen raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Here it comes."
In the dazzling golden light, a person dressed in a jade-colored robe with long blue hair walked towards them.
Qiao Wan was speechless and stammered, "Er... senior?!"
Miaofa didn't even glance at her, his dark blue eyes landed on Ma Huaizhen, "Thank you, Hall Master Ma, for mediating for me today."
With that, the Buddhist figure completely ignored her, and with no burden at all, Ma Huaizhen smiled and said, "No problem."
The professionals would take care of the rescue.
Afterwards, Qiao Wan watched as the Buddhist monk walked towards the Gods and Buddhas in the Great Hall of Light. His robes billowed without any wind, and his deep blue hair flew as a beautiful and cold face emerged in an instant.
His gaze swept over the scattered meat on the incense table. Although there were no visible changes on his face, Qiao Wan immediately sensed the fluctuation in the surrounding air currents.
Even Qiao Wan couldn't help but tremble. The senior, he must be really angry! ORZ
It is said that Venerable One Miaofa from the Great Hall of Light is righteous and just, despising evil. He treats his enemies coldly and mercilessly, showing no mercy. This is the first time Qiao Wan has seen such an angry Venerable One.
The Buddhist monk quickly formed a mudra in his hands and coldly glanced at the several Buddha statues in front of him.
The Gods and Buddhas, sitting or lying down, descended from their shrines and passed through the swirling smoke.
The "Bodhisattva Manjushri" mounted on a giant lion roared like thunder and leapt up in an instant!
The Bodhisattva smiled gently. In an instant, it was a deadly move, and the sword in his hand was about to stab into the chest of the Buddha.
At the same time, the appearance of "Manjusri Bodhisattva" began to change slowly. His mouth opened wide, his face turned dark, and the saddle of the giant lion under him was a bloody human skin, moaning, roaring, and writhing.
Qiao Wan couldn't help but widen her eyes a little.
The first strike.
Miaofa's eyes turned cold, and he easily deflected the sword in "Manjusri's" hand.
Crack--
He broke the sword effortlessly, threw it to the ground with a clang, and followed up with the second strike.
The third strike.
"...
One after another, he unleashed three strikes, causing a loud explosion. The clay statue of the Bodhisattva shattered like falling petals, with delicate eyes on the vermilion lips and scattered limbs on the lotus platform. Piece by piece, they burst like flying flowers.
Countless Bodhisattvas from various heavens gathered around. The three-zhang-tall sandalwood Buddha statue towered above Qiao Wan and the others, looking down at them.
Giant axes and precious swords were raised one after another.
At that moment, Miaofa finally spoke to Qiao Wan and firmly said, "Hurry, let's go!"
Feeling the danger, Qiao Wan quickly lifted Ma Huaizhen on her back and turned to run!
As the night grew late, there seemed to be a parade happening outside the temple walls. Qiao Wan glanced out through a small window.
Colorful fireworks burst into the sky, lights shimmered, and crowds gathered. It looked just like a lantern festival in the human world.
Elegant brides walked together, sturdy giants dressed in red, and stout figures in dark clothes, resembling old wine barrels, came and went. There were also those who pounded on a drum.
Sometimes striking it from the front, sometimes from the back, sometimes flipping iron hoops, sometimes shaking them - the drum beat was strong and the hoop sound crisp.
Thud, thud - swish -
The white "Eastern Guardian of the Country" plucked the strings of a lute made from human bones.
The drumbeat intensified.
The Guardian of the Country made the lute resound with a bright sound!
The robe made a loud noise as it swept through the air. In a quick move, the Buddhist monk snatched the bone lute from the person's hands. With his left hand, he held the lute against his body, causing the beads on his necklace to gently rise. In his right hand, a bright light started to glow, growing brighter and brighter until it burst with a loud boom.
He struck with a backhand motion!
The sound of the lute suddenly changed, going higher and higher until it abruptly stopped.
Outside the window, the sound of drums paused.
The furious eyes of the angry deity paused for a moment, followed by a beautifully painted head falling from its neck, separating from its body and crashing to the ground, turning into dust.
Only half a headless clay figure remained.
The next moment, the sound of the peace drum started again, pounding like rain, loud and rapid, like popping beans, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud!
In the midst of this intense drumming, Miaofa shouted loudly and repeatedly struck the niche and the painted walls with his palm, causing them to collapse. The vivid and colorful paint fell to the ground, revealing shabby and ugly bricks.
Thud, thud, thud...
The beautiful and charming Buddha attacked fierce and swift, like a thunderbolt. His presence was as tall as a mountain, and his voice boomed like a lion's roar.
With one palm, she shattered the "divine Buddha" image. With one kick, she stomped the Bodhisattva straight into the ground.
His punches and slaps were short and intense, flowing smoothly like clouds and water. Along with the noisy sounds outside the window, they created a dazzling scene.
Ma Huaizhen glanced at Qiao Wan, then looked at the Buddha basking in the golden light within the pagoda. He kindly reminded the confused young apprentice in front of him.
"Take a closer look," Ma Huaizhen said, propping his chin with a deep gaze. "It will greatly benefit your cultivation."
How mighty!
Qiao Wan widened her eyes, her heart trembling.
This is ridiculously strong! Before this, she had only seen Jia Yin with this terrifying strength, but truth be told, during the battle on Chang Street, Qiao Wan was only responsible for supporting with her dagger. After that, she ran wildly with Xiu Quan , and she never really saw what Jia Yin did after they left.
But now, the mighty true energy surged without disguise, causing the wall to tremble. Qiao Wan stared in astonishment as Venerable One Miaofa rushed forward like a bulldozer. Wherever he went, debris flew in all directions.
"The deities and buddhas" will perish.
Destruction, using fury to destroy all the "heavenly deities and buddhas".
Some levels of pressure can deter one's spirit, making them not even dare to make a sound, but some levels of pressure can stir a sense of boldness and ambition in one's heart!
Inspired by the powerful Buddhist light emitted by Miaofa, Qiao Wan felt a surge of ambition in her heart, her heart pounding with excitement.
So, Qiao Wan tightly gripped her sword, and bravely rushed forward!
"Elder, let me help you!"
The powerful person in front, who was called a "Buddha" or a "Bodhisattva", realized that Miaofa was strong. They all focused their attacks on Miaofa.
Qiao Wan realized that Miaofa didn't need her help in this overwhelming situation. Despite that, she still tried her best to provide support.
The Buddha might have glanced at her, or maybe not.
"Lu Cixian, what are you doing here?!"
Miaofa noticed the presence of another person and frowned in anger.
Qiao Wan spoke in a low voice as she stabbed a statue with her sword, "I've come to help the senior."
She felt a little embarrassed after saying those words, and her face turned slightly red.
But Miaofa didn't have time to pay much attention to her. Qiao Wan also focused her attention on the numerous divine Buddhas in front of her.
The more she looked, the heavier her heart felt.
As the golden light grew brighter, these celestial Buddhas finally revealed their true demonic faces: green sprout-like fangs, feeding on humans and drinking their blood.
Qiao Wan took a deep breath and focused her thoughts. She skillfully wielded her sword, stabbing with every move, showing no mercy.
This so-called "divine Buddha" has caused nothing but destruction.
The drumbeats grew faster and faster amidst a flurry of colorful paint. Qiao Wan spotted the statue of Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva once again. Stripped of its divine exterior, it revealed a bloody and gruesome interior. The Centipede Bodhisattva, with its twenty-nine bloody hands, leapt out, wielding a giant axe, a longsword, a vajra staff, and various other weapons, all striking simultaneously.
Miaofa remained calm, effortlessly dodging a few strikes.
Limbs fell from the sky, raining down, accompanied by the intense drumming outside, pounding on the ground.
In the midst of the falling limbs, a figure with lustrous blue hair made its way through the blood shower, without any pause or hesitation. With a swift movement, it shattered the head of a nearby white-robed "Guan Yin."
There was violence, wickedness, and a touch of divinity.
The pure and majestic Buddha's light swept through, instantly dispelling the ghostly aura within the temple.
Qiao Wan, feeling cramped, she sheathed her sword and opened her mouth, "Senior."
Venerable One Miaofa ignored her, or rather, he seemed too busy to pay attention to her. He closed his eyes, and his face turned slightly pale.
Qiao Wan felt a sudden unease, realizing that something was wrong. This scene was all too familiar to her.
She cautiously took a step forward.
Suddenly, Miaofa opened his eyes!
In that instant, a terrifying face with green skin and sharp teeth appeared before them. Anger was evident on his face, and four shadowy arms emerged behind him.
Knowing there was nothing she could do in such a hurry, Qiao Wan firmly held onto her sword and silently guarded the side of the monk. If anything happened, she could draw her sword immediately. After witnessing what had just happened, Qiao Wan was extremely clear that Venerable One Miaofa definitely did not want to become like that. So, if any unexpected situation occurred, she would try her best to stop him with her sword.
Even if she couldn't stop him, there was still Ma Huaizhen.
After a while, the face of the Buddhist became slightly calmer. Slowly, he opened his eyes and looked at the boy beside him, but didn't say anything.
His imposing and cold aura subsided, and Miaofa closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, starting to recite scriptures.
The sound of chanting was continuous and filled the air.
Wherever the chanting went, it seemed as if there was a shower of flowers falling gracefully, with dazzling shards of light scattered all around.
A seven-jeweled bodhi tree emerged from the ground, growing taller and taller, with branches and leaves spreading out. Among them, golden rays of light fell like countless lines.
Gently, with compassion and patience, they touched the mess and severed limbs on the ground.
Inside the Buddha tower, the painted eyes of the heavenly gods and Buddhas turned into a pile of mud, slowly flowing on the ground.
This was a process of salvation...
Qiao Wan was astonished and silently lowered her gaze.
Such gentle Buddhist light.
Ma Huaizhen slowly touched the small piece of fingernail in his sleeve, his gaze deep and mysterious.
With the ability to transform into a fierce demon and a compassionate Buddha, Venerable One Miaofa from the Great Hall of Light is truly a respected figure in the world of Zen.
Outside the window, the sound of drums gradually grew quieter.
Whoosh - Bang!
A thunderous explosion!
The nine-story pagoda started collapsing, turning into dust.
Suddenly, a dazzling firework burst in the night sky, accompanied by a beam of radiant Buddha light shooting into the clouds, lasting for a long time.
Fireworks scattered all around.
Amidst the ashes and flesh, the peace drum sang songs of joy and harmony.
Right at that moment, the Buddha sitting in a cross-legged position suddenly swayed, falling into the arms of Qiao Wan like a majestic mountain toppling.
Qiao Wan shivered, feeling overwhelmed. "Senior!! Please wake up!!"
She...she can't handle this pressure anymore!! ORZ
