novelapdf Chapter 476 Offense and Defense
Chapter 476 Offense and Defense
He accepted the explanation.
The Secret Realm, the Temple of No Form for All Beings.
The Buddha's light suddenly vanished, and the scene of the eight great cold forests disappeared in an instant.
The monks looked up in astonishment and saw that the sky above was still filled with intertwined blood-red light and sacred light.
The signs of the Buddha's land opening have disappeared without a trace.
It was as if... the Lord of the charnel ground was playing a joke on them. Suddenly, a distant bell rang out from inside the temple.
The monks of the entire temple were startled and rushed to the foot of the high platform for the sky burial ceremony. There they saw an old monk sitting there, not Sangji, but Wunengsheng!
The World Honored One above... The abbot, having been received by the Buddha's Pure Land, has already ascended to the Cold Forest. Following the previous agreement, the old monk will temporarily take charge of the defenses.
The Invincible Venerable One clasped his hands together, and golden scales faintly appeared around his body, with a great sun behind him.
The aura that subtly surpassed that of the Purple Palace made the disciples and goddesses dare not disobey and respectfully accept the command.
This was naturally because Fang Qing knew that Wu Nengsheng's strength was only around the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion realm, and he was afraid that Wu Nengsheng would not be able to control the situation, so he temporarily lent him the cultivation of the Immovable King's Light Sequence to win over people's hearts.
Horse Head Vajra Temple.
Flowers rained down from the sky, and golden lotuses sprang from the ground, carrying a layer of shimmering Buddhist light in the void.
Fang Daoling stood out somewhat from the group of monks.
His family currently has no Purple Mansion True Person in charge, so they are under the command of Horse Head Vajra Temple. At this time, he is leading his own cultivators into Horse Head Vajra Temple for defense.
Not long after, Muneng Shengduzi was invited to take charge of the overall situation at the Shusheng Wuxiang Temple.
Unexpectedly, the White Bone Dharma King's words came true!
But what do we do now that Wunengshengzi has left?
Fang Daoling was in a real bind.
Even though the mandala ritual of the Horse-Headed Vajra Temple is considered quite good within the Purple Mansion Array, it still requires a Purple Mansion presiding officer.
Even a simple tatami mat is fine.
But after Wu Nengsheng left, the entire Hayagriva Temple was left without a second monk!
If a demonic Purple Mansion True Person were to attack, how long could a rigid mandala ritual hold out?
Even that incompetent prince might get into trouble.
When the time comes, having Master Xu in charge of the overall situation will actually benefit my family the most.
A strange thought inexplicably surfaced in Fang Daoling's mind.
At that moment, not far away in the sky, another patch of crystal-clear light collapsed with a deafening roar.
Along with this came a large amount of negative energy related to the Earth element.
"Oh no, Black Flame Temple has been breached."
He's no longer a newcomer; he already knows the geography around the Horse-Headed Vajra Temple: "Based on the nodes of the Void Forbidden Array, after the Black Flame Temple, it's our turn..."
That malevolent aura must mean that a true cultivator of the Earth element has perished; it's just unknown whether it was the Yin Corpse Sect or the Cloud-Piercing Cliff...
Just as he was feeling uneasy, a five-colored radiance flashed and landed inside the Hayagriva Temple, revealing a Tara riding a golden peacock, who was none other than the Peacock Tara.
"By order of the Wuxiang Temple, I, the deity, shall be responsible for the defense of this place." A wondrous, five-colored light shone down from behind the head of the Sky Sparrow Tara.
Even though it wasn't a supernatural power, it still gave Fang Daoling a sense of being invincible.
"Between the Dao Foundation and the Purple Palace, there is indeed a natural chasm."
He sighed, but he had a plan in mind.
In any case, with Tara combined with the grand formation, Hayagriva Temple can always hold on for a while.
In terms of the main focus, neither Zhusheng Wuxiang nor Dazang Temple actually faced the greatest pressure.
The area that was truly the main target of the various demon kings was still the Daikokuten Temple!
Temples and lineages belonging to the Daikokuten Temple were among the most severely persecuted and destroyed.
If Fang Daoling were under the command of the Daheitian Temple, he would truly be helpless and desperate at this moment.
"With the passing of all Dharma Kings and the Purple Palace... this Secret Realm will surely be filled with sacred sites next year, greatly benefiting cultivation..."
Fang Daoling sighed inwardly, when suddenly the void trembled and a sedan chair flew in from afar.
This sedan chair was carried by two people, one dressed in white and the other in black.
The man in the sedan chair was a pale-faced immortal, seemingly destined for a short life. He was surrounded by a haze of mist, and two supernatural powers lay dormant within him, like a dragon lurking in the abyss.
"Mid-term Zifu?"
Inside the hall, the Void Tara murmured, her face solemn: "The monks will preside over the rituals, awaiting the invasion of the heretics. The mandala array will be adjusted, its power solely directed at this person..."
Her words transformed into Buddhist chants, instantly reaching the ears of every cultivator.
Upon hearing this, Fang Daoling's expression changed slightly.
Clearly, the enemy was too strong, and the power of the formation needed to be concentrated to deal with that Purple Mansion True Person.
The cultivators below the Purple Mansion level would be placed inside the altar and separated, requiring these cultivators to resolve their issues. This was a tacit understanding between the high-level cultivators of both sides.
For that Purple Mansion True Person, it was possible to use an inconspicuous lower cultivation method to explore the path and find the flaws in the formation.
Even if they all die, every bit of the array's power will be used up... However, for a lower-level cultivator like Fang Daoling, it is quite cruel.
"Fang family disciples, set up the 'Four Waters Formation'!" He gritted his teeth, took out several small azure flags from his robes, and distributed them to several late-stage Qi Refining cultivators from the Fang family nearby.
These cultivators all share one characteristic: they are either older or have suffered setbacks in their cultivation, making further progress hopeless.
As clan cultivators, these elderly people with profound cultivation but no hope of advancement need to voluntarily contribute to the clan's glory.
In return, the family will naturally treat their descendants well.
For example, Fang Daoling faces danger head-on, while his wife, Hu Yunshu, can stay and oversee the family.
This "Four Waters Formation" is a Dao Foundation Spirit Formation, wielded by four late-stage Qi Condensation cultivators. It can briefly delay Dao Foundation cultivators, making it a decent tool to assist Fang Daoling.
He gripped his own Dao Foundation Artifact tightly and waited silently.
Before long, a pitch-black, molten corpse came into view.
This charred corpse was completely blackened, as if it had been burned to death by flames, yet it possessed a strange and mysterious aura, moving with incredible speed as it entered the area guarded by Fang Daoling.
"rise!"
A disciple of the Fang family roared, and a curtain of water rose up.
The pitch-black corpse crashed headfirst into the water curtain, immediately roared, and charged toward the flank.
Immediately, the second and third water curtains were formed.
The surrounding earth churned, and the radiance of the [Female Earth] gathered.
"As expected, a cultivator from the Yin Corpse Sect... cultivating [Female Earth]? Mid-stage Foundation Establishment?"
Sensing the enemy's cultivation level, Fang Daoling breathed a sigh of relief.
With a hand seal, a torrent surged forth, sweeping away countless rocks and revealing a human figure.
The other person, pale-faced and dressed in the robes of a Yin Corpse Sect disciple, sensed Fang Daoling's aura and was initially startled: "Late-stage Foundation Establishment? Or even Perfection? Fortunately, it's only [Ji Shui]! Enough to kill you!"
Fang Daoling was somewhat angry. Suddenly, the spiritual weapon in his hand flew out and transformed into a jade cup, releasing endless streams of water.
Since the arrival of the Purple Mansion Ancestor, he has undergone a significant transformation.
Previously, all the treasures I owned were only worth a single Dao Foundation Spiritual Artifact.
Nowadays, whether it's for attack, defense, or escape, all magical artifacts are top-quality!
"Not good!" The Yin Corpse Sect Dao Foundation knew the danger and wanted to summon back his own refined corpse. He had spent most of his wealth on that Dao Foundation refined corpse, and at this moment he kept making hand seals.
The dark, monstrous corpse roared, its fists pounding relentlessly against the light barrier, causing the four late-stage Qi Condensation cultivators holding the array to cough up blood continuously, yet they still gritted their teeth and persevered.
"Slash!" Fang Daoling knew that these Golden Core Immortal Sect disciples were far superior to him in terms of magical foundation, so he did not give them a chance to use their skills. He then took out a Dao Foundation level flying sword.
With a hand seal, the sword glowed brightly, its light resembling a pool of autumn water. Guided by his incantation, it instantly transformed into a stream, sweeping across the neck of the Dao Foundation cultivator.
The Yin Corpse Sect disciple stared blankly as his head fell off.
Splash!
In mid-air, his body turned into countless pieces of earth and stone, rapidly collapsing and disintegrating.
"Phew...it's finally resolved, no major trouble." Fang Daoling breathed a sigh of relief.
"Patriarch, look... the disciples of the Immortal Sect are so generous! Their storage bags are full of spiritual resources, and they even have a Dao Foundation Spiritual Artifact!" A Fang family disciple returned from looting the corpse, his face beaming with joy.
"Alright, let's destroy that refined corpse, and everyone will get credit for it." Fang Daoling was about to press on when he saw the smile on the face of the Fang family member holding the storage bag suddenly turn blank.
Then, a rich [lady's] radiance emanated from his mouth, nose, and seven orifices.
His entire body instantly turned into ashes.
"Is that the Yin Corpse Sect's 'Return to Dust and Death Technique'?" His pupils contracted, and he shouted, "There's another formidable enemy hiding nearby. Everyone be careful."
shhhhh!
But before he could finish speaking, a flash of black and yellow light severed the other three members of the Fang family in half.
Then, a figure emerged from the earth, tall and slender with a high nose, wearing a black robe and holding a magic bell in his hand.
At this moment, with a gentle shake of the bell, the pitch-black corpse immediately turned around and pounced towards Fang Daoling.
"Late stage of Dao Foundation..." Fang Daoling's heart tightened, and he reached into his robes to grasp a Purple Mansion Talisman.
Since Master Wuchenzi left, the number of Purple Mansion Talismans in the family has been decreasing. The previous great calamity used up many of them, and now there are very few left.
This card he carried was the only one he had left to save his life.
"Qingli Fang family..." The man in black robes smiled, and suddenly a jet-black magic weapon appeared in his hand.
This magical artifact appeared somewhat incomplete, resembling a coffin nail. However, the moment it appeared, the overflowing radiance of the [Lady] and [Soldier] aura caused even Fang Daoling to despair: "A Dao Foundation cultivator wielding a magical artifact—whose direct descendant is this?"
call out!
The coffin nail flew into the void and arrived in front of Fang Daoling in an instant.
Fang Daoling gritted his teeth and activated the Purple Mansion Talisman, causing an earthen shield to appear in front of him, forming a giant mountain.
When~
The coffin nail attack was thwarted, but the black-robed late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator sneered: "So what if you can block one of my attacks? What about the second?"
In an instant, a black shadow flashed on the coffin nail and flew towards it again.
The Dao Foundation artifact in Fang Daoling's hand was like paper in front of this Purple Mansion magic treasure; it could be torn to shreds with a single tear.
call out!
Just as he closed his eyes to await death, a beam of earthy yellow light rose up, transforming into a small flag. Yellowish energy churned on it, resembling clouds and mist, which blocked the coffin nails from falling back.
"Huh?" The Yin Corpse Sect disciple was startled and looked at Fang Daoling's side.
Suddenly, a man in a yellow robe appeared, his aura also around the late stage of the Foundation Establishment realm.
"Many thanks to this fellow Daoist for saving me." Fang Daoling gratefully cupped his hands in thanks. "May I ask who you are?"
"Brother, there's no need for such formalities. I've become a disciple of Master Liu, though I'm rather unworthy... My name is 'Liu Ruchuan'!"
Liu Ruchuan, around twenty years old, held a round, earth-yellow bead in his hand. The bead was smooth and lustrous, and its aura was no less than that of the coffin nail of the Purple Mansion magic treasure. Upon hearing this, he smiled and said, "Today I have come to support the Secret Treasury on my master's orders... My master is nearby and has already joined forces with the Void Sparrow Tara."
"Master Liu... is this really the case?" Fang Daoling was both grateful and somewhat apprehensive. "What have we done to deserve Master Liu being dragged into this quagmire?"
He genuinely believed that Liu Junyan couldn't bear to see his senior brother's clan wiped out, and therefore not only sent his disciples to take action but also secretly came himself. "Hehe, you're too kind, brother. If it's just for the Fang family, preserving one branch would be enough."
Liu Ruchuan laughed and said, "Now that the cave has issued an order, not only my master has entered the secret realm, but all the senior uncles and senior masters in the Taihuang Heaven have also entered the secret realm."
Fang Daoling was shocked: "It's actually the decree of the Great Yellow Heaven?"