Although Jueming's situation caused Dizuo Mingwang to worry, he was not so urgent that he had to rush there without stopping. After all, he did not feel a sense of crisis that Jueming was in danger. But the ominous feeling he just felt was extremely worrying. As a Mingwang, Dizuo could not sit idly by when he encountered it.
In fact, there is still some distance to the Southern Wilderness, but Foyin Mingwang's flying speed is of course extraordinary. In just a few days, he has passed the coastline of the Southern Wilderness. He keeps going forward based on his feeling without any hesitation.
Flying through the thin clouds, the Sitting Vajra King scanned the eight directions with his Dharma eyes. Occasionally, he could see mortal cities below. Although the atmosphere in these places was very chaotic, there was nothing wrong with it. The deep mountains and old forests also seemed to be very normal.
However, Zuodi Mingwang did not think that he had an illusion. Although the trend of the prosperity of humanity was becoming more and more obvious, and the speed of filth in the world was suppressed to a certain extent, it was a chaotic state for the heaven and earth as a whole. The frequency of the appearance of bad monsters and demons in the world was constantly increasing, and no possibility could be missed.
After flying for another two days, the speed of the Sitting Ming Wang gradually slowed down. With an idea in his mind, he finally arrived at a mountain with abundant spiritual energy.
The seated Vajra King sat cross-legged on a lotus seat, looking at the scene below. Some of the peaks were gentle while others were steep, there were secluded valleys and mountain springs, and naturally there were green forests. The spiritual energy in the mountains circulated on its own, and the surrounding spiritual energy gathered into the mountains. Flowers, plants and trees grew luxuriantly, creating a scene of beautiful mountains and clear waters.
But the brows of the Sitting Vajra King were furrowed. He slowly descended into the mountain, hung on a high peak, overlooking the mountain scenery, and then flew to another peak.
After hovering for a moment, the Sitting Vajra King held one hand upright in front of his chest in a Buddhist salute, then suddenly slapped the air downwards, while thunderous Buddhist sounds emanated from his mouth.
"All psychedelic methods cannot be escaped, reveal the true form—"
A blurry golden light emerged from a hundred feet in front of the seated Vajra King, and transformed into a giant palm formed by the gathering of golden air currents, sweeping towards the distant mountains, causing the surrounding air currents to surge and the spiritual energy to become disordered, and even causing strong winds in the mountains, causing the trees to sway.
“Hu…Hu…Hu…”
boom…
It was as if the entire mountain shook, and then a layer of substance like a water film slowly dissipated from top to bottom. The center of the mountain presented a different scene in the eyes of the sitting Vajra King.
There are pavilions, towers, suspension bridges and stone landscapes, plus the spiritual energy circulating around, it is clearly an immortal residence, but at this moment this immortal residence seems to be deserted. The Sitting Ming Wang slowly landed on a stone archway in the immortal residence, raised his head slightly and looked upward.
"Yuling Sect? It looks like a sect of immortals. So where are the immortals here?"
The sitting Mingwang murmured, and then the still water in his heart seemed to be slightly rippled. He slowly closed his eyes, sat cross-legged under the stone archway, and pressed one hand on the ground.
“Namo Moko Buddha’s Dharma… The Buddha Vajra delivers all sentient beings… The mind is like the Buddha, as bright as a mirror, all evil spirits can be destroyed. Namo Moko Buddha’s Dharma… Namo…”
The Buddhist sound of the Sitting Vajra King initially only rang around himself, but gradually the sound seemed to become louder and louder, and spread wider and wider, until it almost shook the mountains, as if there were ancient Buddhas chanting in heaven and on earth.
"Hurry—you damn monk, stop chanting—"
A terrible roar suddenly erupted from the mountain, the roar was full of hostility and unwillingness, and there were faint whistles and roars of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, but the sitting Vajra King seemed to be deaf to it, still chanting Buddhist scriptures and mantras, and the sound was getting louder and louder, and the frequency was getting higher and higher.
"Namo Moko, the great Dharma of my Buddha, the World Honored One, subdues all evil..."
Rumble, rumble, rumble…
The Sitting Vajra King felt that the mountain he was sitting on was constantly shaking, and he instantly opened his eyes and jumped into the air.
"Boom..."
The mountain where the Earthly King was sitting just now suddenly exploded, shattering the nearby stone archway and immortal buildings. Countless rocks and gravel flew into the sky, like cannonballs and sharp swords, rushing in all directions.
“Boom… Boom… Boom boom boom…”
The surrounding mountains and buildings all suffered from the explosion of the mountain, and were smashed by the falling rocks.
"You damn monk, I'm telling you, stop chanting—"
A foul aura rose in the twisted mountain. The Sitting Vajra King stared at the direction of the aura with his Dharma eyes. He felt that it was an indescribable hostility, or demonic energy, or even a gathering of various negative emotions, including those of mortals, sentient beings from all walks of life, and even animals that had not yet opened their spiritual intelligence. If the other party had not spoken twice, they would not have looked like living creatures.
"Who are you? Did you destroy the Yuling Sect? Did you kill the immortals of the Yuling Sect?"
The foul air in the mountain was suspended and moving, gathering together to form various shapes, sometimes in the shape of animals and sometimes in the shape of humans, and there were also sounds coming out of it.
"Among the Buddhists of today, there must be not many monks with your level of cultivation. I guess you are the Buddha's Ming Wang, right? For disturbing my sweet dreams, I will pay you back with your lifelong cultivation and vitality!"
Crash...
Just like the explosion of waves, the filth that had gathered before suddenly split into countless turbid black and gray colors, rushing towards the seated Vajra King from all directions, and the latter quickly retreated in the air, and the lotus throne in the sky flew down and landed at his feet.
The seated Vajra King put his hands together, and looked at the oncoming filth with his pair of golden eyes, with an angry look of Vajra appearing on his face.
"You think you want to kill me? You evil creature, die! I will let the Buddha bloom—"
The seated Vajra King's palms are clasped together and opened on both sides, as if he is about to embrace the front. The Buddha's light in his hands is as bright as copper, and countless tiny golden flowers are spinning and appearing between his palms. They continue to float out, and as they leave the front of his body, they become bigger and bigger, turning into golden lotus flowers.
The lotus was filled with Buddha's light and sound. As the flower spun, it blossomed more and more dazzlingly, and then collided with the dirty colors that spread across the sky.
“Boom…” “Boom…” “Boom…” “Boom…”
…
"Look, I'll take you in!"
After blasting away the filth around them, the golden lotuses did not dissipate yet, but scattered directly to all directions in the mountain. The Sitting Vajra King had also fallen from the air and sat cross-legged on the ground in the mountain again. He raised one hand to support the sky, and the other hand was suspended in front of him, turning his palm to hit the ground.
"rise-"
Boom…
Previously, it was the dirty power that exploded the peaks and caused the mountains to shake, but at this moment, the entire mountain was shaking, as if the Sitting Earth Vajra King had slapped the entire mountain with one palm, causing it to shake continuously. A golden light flashed from under the palm of the Sitting Earth Vajra King, and in an instant it flowed to every corner of the mountain. At the same time, the hand supporting the sky seemed to pull the top of the sky closer, giving a sense of oppression from the power of Ji Yuantian's sword, but the momentum was not so urgent, and there was no feeling of direct collapse and crashing to the ground, but it was as if the heaven and earth were pulled closer, and clamped down from top to bottom!
"Hearing my Buddha's voice, all sufferings are relieved..."
Buzz buzz buzz…
A kind of chirping sound echoed between the mountains and the sky. If you listened carefully, it was a mighty Buddhist sound, it was the sound of the seated Vajra King chanting scriptures.
"Who is fighting in front?"
A sound of thunder came from afar. The sitting Ming Wang glanced sideways and saw two pure immortal lights emerging in the sky, one deep and vast, the other sharp and unusual. He immediately smiled.
"Evil creature, God wants to kill you today. My two fellow immortal cultivators, I am currently fighting the evil spirit in the mountains—"
The voice of the Sitting Ming Wang spread over a hundred miles, and the two immortal cultivators with powerful auras seemed to have seen through the situation.
"So it's Venerable Zuodi Mingwang. Venerable, let me lend you a helping hand!"
"Master Dizuo, are you all right? Let me help you get rid of this evil obstacle first, and then we can catch up!"
The first voice sounded unfamiliar, but the second voice sounded familiar to the Sitting Vajra King, who immediately recognized who the voice was. Even the Sitting Vajra King showed joy on his face.
"So it's Fellow Daoist Ji. This beast is almost impossible for me to suppress. I can use your unparalleled swordsmanship to kill him, saving me the hard work of slowly converting him!"
The two immortal cultivators in the sky have already approached, standing on the left and right. One of them holds a mirror-like magic weapon, and the other has a sword hanging in front of his finger, both of them are ready to strike.
“Hoo—Hoo—”
The foul air that was suppressed by the Sitting Vajra King seemed to realize that something was wrong, and began to roar and scream continuously, and created infinite force to charge left and right.
The Ming King Zuodi knew that the two immortal masters were afraid of breaking his seal of heaven and earth, and instead helped the evil spirits escape, waiting for the right opportunity from him.
"My two fellow Taoists, please prepare yourself. I will unlock the Heaven and Earth Seal and drive this evildoer into the sky. It will all be done by the three of us working together!"
"Okay!" "Then I'll listen to what the master says!"
"Good is the mercy of Buddha—"
The seated Vajra King put his palms together and kept gathering strength with the continuous Buddhist chanting. He was really shocked to encounter this kind of evil today. It was obviously in great chaos but there was no flaw at all. It might have taken at least ten years to suppress it. It was a blessing to have the help of two immortal cultivators with great Taoism skills to fight with it in this mountain.
"open-"
At this moment, Foyin Mingwang opened his hands, and the seal of heaven and earth suddenly opened a huge gap from above, and his left and right palms showed brilliant Buddha light in front and behind, and his whole body was bathed in bronze under the Buddha light.
The foul air rose into the sky, and at this moment the Sitting Vajra King raised his palms.
"The evil creature will die—"
"Death—" "Disease—"
The two immortal cultivators in the sky also attacked almost at the same time.
"Boom..."
The dirty black and gray air in the sky shook and dispersed in pieces, but more than half of the area was not affected at all and instead continued to gather together.
The sitting Vajra King had a furious look on his face. He stared at the sky with wide eyes, then slowly lowered his head. A magic sword was stuck in his chest.
"Kala la la..."
The immortal sword twisted fiercely at this moment, and then passed through the body, bringing out a large amount of golden blood. At the same time, a bright Dharma light shone on the sitting Vajra King, which came from a magic mirror in the sky.
Rumble, rumble, rumble…
The surrounding mountains were constantly shaking and trembling. Infinite Buddhist teachings erupted beside the Sitting Vajra King but were suppressed by the mirror-like light. The foul air in the sky fell again, rushing towards the Sitting Vajra King with a strange smile, trying to enter through the torn wound in his chest.
"Senior, the body of a Ming King is hard to come by, so I won't bother you with the task!"
The man holding the mirror said this and swung the mirror, actually throwing the seated Vajra King into the distance like a kite with a string, while the swordsman held his sword in silence.
"Hehe, hehe..."
The foul air laughed strangely a few times and just lingered around, no longer approaching the sitting Vajra King.
The ferocious look on Zuodi Mingwang's face gradually eased. He ignored the wounds on his body and slowly put his hands together.
"Good, may the Buddha have mercy on me, Fellow Daoist Ji, I never thought that even you would fall!"
"Master Dizuo, you and I have known each other for hundreds of years. Ji cannot bear to see you end up in such a miserable state. The great catastrophe of heaven and earth is approaching, and Master's life span is coming to an end. Ji is here to help Master transcend in another way."
"Since ancient times, good has never triumphed over evil. This lord will not sit idly by and wait for death. I will sacrifice my entire life's cultivation and even my soul and body to eliminate you evil obstacles—"
Anger reappeared on the face of the Sitting Ming Wang, his muscles and tendons bulged, and golden blood burst out from his chest like a small waterfall...
…
In Lanzhou, the Western Regions, a Buddhist chant accompanied by the sound of bells resounded in the air, echoing throughout many Buddhist kingdoms. The Buddha's light appeared in the sky like a miracle, causing countless believers to worship the sky.
Inside the Buddhaland of Foyin Mingwang, Ji Yuan and the old monk Foyin, who were discussing Buddhism, suddenly stopped. The two monks listened attentively. The old monk Foyin, who rarely showed his emotions on his face, also looked shocked.
"The Venerable Vajra King... has passed away!"