vstars Chapter 127 Forced Conversion
Chapter 127 Forced Conversion
Chapter 127 Forced Conversion
Xituo County.
White Bone Path, Temple of No Life.
Today, the temple is increasingly popular, and the aroma of burning ghee lingers year-round.
From a perspective invisible to ordinary people, this temple is surrounded by colorful radiance, with a circle on the outside and a square on the inside, and Vajra protectors patrolling around it, which is the ritual of the "Vajrabhairava Kalachakra Mandala".
"Mandala" refers to a place of practice or ritual.
This "Vajrabhairava Kalachakra Mandala" is the protective array of Wusheng Temple.
The main hall of Wusheng Temple.
Beneath the two skeletal figures of the Lord of the Shravasti, Guru Sangye sat in full lotus posture, a hint of sorrow in his brow: "How many years has it been? And yet there is still no trace of that heretic—"
"Those two idiots, Miaofeng and Qingjing, actually got involved in the affairs of the demonic path and the demon race, wasting a great opportunity—now that the heretic is hiding, it seems that the Purple Mansion is taking action to cover for him—I tried to use the fire offering method, but I couldn't find any trace of him."
Without subduing heretics, one cannot attain the fulfillment of one's destiny and ascend to the status of Dharma King.
With the dramatic changes in the situation in northern Shu, Sangji naturally became increasingly anxious.
He was well aware that although the monasteries of the Tibetan Buddhist community supported the eastward journey of the Tibetan monks, the Dharma Kings were unwilling to come in person, but instead sent their disciples.
Sangji is the disciple most likely to advance to the level of Dharma King.
Once he is promoted, he will be able to oversee all matters of ancient Shu and Buddhism, which will be of immense power.
Unfortunately—we're stuck at this step!
If given to other masters, through the great momentum of the eastward spread of the esoteric monks, I would be the first to attain the Dharma King's enlightenment—I—I—
After much internal struggle, Sangji finally decided to wait another year.
If there is still no result after a year, then we can only admit our failure and pray to the Dharma King of Wuxiang Temple.
I fear that when the time comes, all the Dharma Kings in the temple will think I am incompetent—even if I become a Dharma King in the future, I will still be inferior to them.”
Just as Sangji was pondering a thousand thoughts, a three-foot-long tongue of flame suddenly shot out from the brazier in front of him, and the figure of a young man in a blue shirt could be vaguely seen.
"Hmm? What a treacherous fellow! Daring to hide in Xituo County, right under the Buddha's nose?"
Sangji shouted loudly and immediately transformed into a streak of light, leaving Wusheng Temple.
He dared not venture deep into ancient Shu, but this Xituo County had become a hidden place, so he had fewer scruples in his actions.
As long as the Purple Mansion doesn't leave, no one can defeat the Buddha!
Thinking of the great opportunity for a breakthrough that had arrived, Sangji was overjoyed and rushed towards the location shown in the fire offering—
"Sueyoshi!"
On a desolate mountain, Fang Qing set up the Xuanbing Tianmu Array, placing spirit stones one by one on the array plate. With a thought, he used the Plum Blossom Divination to obtain a hexagram.
While divination and fortune-telling shouldn't be taken entirely at face value, it's at least an auspicious sign—enough to warrant a risk.
Once everything was arranged, Fang Qing released his aura and waited quietly.
According to the information gathered earlier, the Secret Dharma King did not travel east—at most, there was only one Dao Foundation Perfection cultivator, plus five pseudo-Dao Foundation cultivators—
He gazed in the direction of the White Bone Path and cast another divination.
This time, however, it was Xiao Ji!
Even though he was blessed with the Dao-born Pearl in this ancient Shu land, he could only divine his own fortune and misfortune, and only had a general idea of what was going on.
However, this steady and positive trend still surprised Fang Qing.
"They're here!"
Just then, he saw a stream of light flying towards him, carrying the pressure of a perfected Foundation Establishment cultivator, and his heart stirred.
"What a heretic!"
The light dissipated, revealing Sangji, a fierce-looking man in a tiger-skin robe. He glared at Fang Qing and roared, "Why haven't you surrendered yet?!"
Its voice was like a lion's roar, carrying an inexplicable magical power.
If Fang Qing hadn't transformed the "Hayagriva Protector Divine Skill," he probably would have prostrated himself and begged his master for salvation after this sudden awakening.
It's surprising that he came all by himself, no wonder it's Xiao Ji.
Fang Qing still possessed the power of the [Ji Shui] magic. He formed hand seals and channeled a stream of magic power into the array plate.
Wave!
Black, white, red, yellow, and blue lights shot into the sky, transforming into five-colored ice flames that formed a canopy in the sky.
After the Azure Sea Sect seized the Mystic Ice Sky Curtain Array, it's clear that the array masters have gained considerable power.
There seemed to be a semi-transparent barrier in the void, trapping him and Nasanji inside the formation.
"The Purple Mansion Grand Array?"
Sangji was startled, a rainbow flashing in his eyes, but then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Seemingly true but ultimately inferior—as expected, your heretical path has the Purple Mansion intervening behind it all!"
"But we have an agreement with the Purple Mansion on the Cliff in our Secret Realm, so they dare not come to this Xituo County!"
"Heretics, why haven't you surrendered yet?"
Sangji was surrounded by surging magical power, exuding a terrifying aura. He held a white bone bell in one hand, and several Taoist artifacts appeared around him, including a prayer wheel, a butter lamp, and a string of skull prayer beads.
Within his body, the Dao Foundation was profoundly activated, and the entire world seemed to transform into a patch of black earth.
Fang Qing stood on the black soil and suddenly felt that his own flesh and blood were about to fall off and turn into a skeleton.
This is the foundation of the "Female Earth" path – the White Bone Contemplation!
"A perfected foundation in Dao, truly extraordinary. If I continue to conceal my abilities, I will be the one to die!"
With a thought, Fang Qing's Dao Sheng Pearl transformed instantly, and the "Azure Sea Technique" was activated, causing the external elixir to surge forth!
A terrifying magical power surged forth, transforming into azure seawater that washed away the imagery of the black soil.
This isn't based on any mechanism; it's just an off-the-charts number!
Whoosh whoosh!
Fang Qing waved his hand and released three talismans. He activated them with his Core Formation level magic power. The talismans were activated almost instantly, transforming into a pitch-black ancient halberd, a small blue sword, and a sea-suppressing ring, which respectively met the skull prayer beads, prayer wheel, and other Buddhist artifacts.
The magical treasure "Transforming Sea Pearl" appeared above his head. This pearl glowed brightly and released endless mountains and seas to protect his body. In his hand, a white jade flute appeared, which he blew with great force.
call!
The piercing sound waves transformed into a circle of white light, vaguely forming the shape of a white phoenix. Spreading its wings and trailing a tail of colorful runes and flames, it swept towards Sangji.
"puff!"
Sangji's face flushed red, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Clearly, this was his first time facing a sonic attack, and he was not having an easy time either.
However, due to his refined physical cultivation, his endurance in this regard is much stronger than that of ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Looking at Fang Qing, whose Core Formation power was surging, his expression was extremely solemn: "Whose disciple are you? Which temple, the origin of all Dharma, intervened and preemptively converted you, stealing the opportunity from the Buddha?"
At that moment, Sangji finally understood.
Why did they repeatedly encounter setbacks in subduing heretics? It turns out they were caught in internal strife within the Secret Realm!
Of course, the monks in the Vajrayana region were not a harmonious group. Many eminent monks even debated the Sanskrit teachings with each other, and the losers would cut off their heads as an apology!
The so-called "Duzi" is actually an upgraded version of "Mingzi".
Those under the master's command are called Mingzi or Mingfei.
At the level of the Dharma King, one becomes a disciple or a mother of Dharma!
Based on Fang Qing's current performance, he is not as good as a Purple Mansion cultivator, but he is a step above the Dao Foundation Perfection stage. He is obviously a disciple who has been converted by the Dharma King!
"This is outrageous! Once the Buddha leaves, he will definitely report this to the Great Snow Mountain! The Dharma King is interfering with the fate of the abbot of this temple—does he think the Dharma King of my Wuxiang Temple is dead?!"
Sangji shouted loudly, his body radiating a divine light.
Behind him, there was a faint image of a white bone dharma statue, more than ten feet tall, reaching to the heavens and the earth, but it was blocked by five-colored ice flames.
He cursed at me again—I think his language was even swearier.
When did I become a monk again?
Fang Qing cursed inwardly, but his hands moved swiftly. The white jade flute magic weapon was infused with magic power and transformed into a white phoenix several times larger than before, which crashed into the white bone dharma image.
Rumble!
A burst of incandescent light spread out, and the jade flute magic weapon let out a mournful cry before returning to Fang Qing's hand.
The white bone dharma image was cracking inch by inch, and Sangji below had a ferocious face and spat out a mouthful of blood essence, obviously suffering a great loss of vital energy.
"Fang Shuiduzi—even with your true Purple Mansion Grand Formation, you cannot trap the Buddha's true spirit—now that we are all from the Great Snow Mountain, why not sit down and talk?"
Sangji looked at his own Buddhist artifacts, which were all being restrained, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly before shouting.
Unexpectedly, Fang Qing remained calm and waved his hand, throwing out the "Transforming Sea Pearl"!
He wasn't actually a disciple of the Dharma King, so he had nothing to say to Sangye.
Furthermore, defeating or killing this person is completely useless!
His initial plan was to stall for time until he gained sufficient strength, then strike once and for all to eliminate the threat!
If you can't solve it, then just leave and go far away!
This Sangye is a direct disciple of the esoteric tradition—I can forcibly convert him! With him as a cover, I'll be truly secure, and I can easily integrate into the esoteric system. No matter how much I improve, no one will suspect me; I still have his background and foundation—
Ordinary Mingzi and Mingfei—their lives have already been controlled, and they can no longer be saved.
But this Zangie can do it!
Fang Qing's plan was simple: beat Sangji until he was unable to resist, and then convert him to good faith!
The Transformation Pearl was thrown out, carrying layers of illusory mountains and seas, and crashed heavily onto the White Bone Magic Bell.
The bell let out a mournful cry and began to crack inch by inch.
Sangji's expression changed drastically. He bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto his tiger-skin robe.
His kasaya was made from the skin of a great demon that was close to the Purple Palace, and countless living souls and spells were sewn on it. It was blessed daily with the "Tiger Demon King's Descent Mantra". Now, driven by his essence blood, the tiger skin kasaya instantly expanded and transformed into a giant black tiger demon with a body full of Brahma light, which bit the Transformation Pearl!
Fang Qing took a deep breath, feeling that the magic power of those talismans was almost completely exhausted, and was speechless.
If they had reached the Foundation Establishment stage, all ten of them, ambushed like this, would be dead.
This person's combat strength is indeed close to that of a Core Formation stage cultivator—if it were one of those powerful lineages, I might not be able to defeat them; thankfully, I have some insurance.
A mysterious ice-covered array disc appeared in his hand, which he quickly manipulated.
One after another, colorful ice pillars fell, striking the "Tiger Demon King".
The immense power, approaching the Purple Mansion level, immediately caused the Tiger Demon King to roar repeatedly, and he was subjected to powerful suppression.
Hua Haizhu leaped again, and Ruoxingwan jumped and threw, hitting Sangji squarely in the chest.
The master immediately screamed in agony, his breath dropped, blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and he was frozen by the five-colored ice formed by the formation.
clap clap!
The sacred artifacts lost their luster and fell to the ground, just as the Tiger Demon King transformed into a Thangka monk's robe and floated lightly to the ground.
Fang Qing suddenly stepped forward, his internal magical power transforming into the "Great Sun Initiation Secret Technique," and placed his palm on Sangji's short hair.
"You—you are actually a direct disciple of the Supreme Origin Temple?"
Sangji recognized the technique and exclaimed, "Ah—you actually want to convert this master?!"
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