Turns out I'm a Great Cultivator
Chapter 283: The Bald Are Strong, It's Emergency
The explosion!
Dark energy came rolling everyone.
They turned into dark clouds. Everyone feels suffocated.
The whole world fell into darkness.
“Amitabha!”
The hymn of praise sounded right as the dark clouds were about to engulf the world.
A golden light shone on the other side. It was as if a small sun was floating in the air, fighting against the darkness.
Amidst the golden light was a figure sitting cross-legged. He had droopy eyelids and looked loving. It was Tara Yuecha.
He somehow obtained the Lotus Terrace for himself. It was made roughly but it was pretty good. It was slowly rotating underneath.
Amon and Backo walked on the dark clouds. They seem threatening. They said in a cold voice, “Yuecha, you are crazy!”
“Please, call me Tara Yuecha,” Yuecha correct them. “Have you thought about your decision since the last time we met? It is never too late to turn around. My Buddhism sect began to be successful. You can become elders if you join. There will be many advantages.”
Backo said coldly, “You should turn around! We have reported this to Lord Demon God, and he is furious. If you go back now and admit your mistake, he might save your life!”
“There is a choice between good and evil. Looks like you two aren't smart enough to make the right choice. You need me to change you by force! ”
Yuecha slowly opened her eyes. He said loudly, “Switch the Sky Dragon Spell!”
“Amitabha!”
The 38 bald heads performed Namaste's movements with their eyes closed. They then chanted Buddhist verses before suddenly opening their eyes. A golden light shone from their eyes as their scarves were torn, revealing their powerful muscles.
Even the old monk with the flying beard was muscular.
Bald and muscular—combo that gives visual impact. There were countless Buddha figures in the sky with golden lotuses. Hymns of praise can be heard from all directions.
“So, so Buddhism is about muscle training!” Amon sneered and slightly waved his hand. The surrounding dark energy came to life, spreading everywhere like a black fog. “Applying Demon Shadow Clone Spell!”
The smoke!
Hundreds of black-robed demons cloned. They surround everyone.
Dark energy surrounded them, covering their figures. No one can see clearly.
They cast a spell. Their dark energy flew into the sky and turned into a Black Dragon. It roared and fell in the sky.
The Black Dragon is connected. It was like a huge Black Dragon net!
“Stupid credit!”
The 38 monks looked cold. They are moving forward simultaneously. “Take this, Sky Dragon!”
The explosion!
Their golden light turned into a Golden Dragon!
The Golden Dragon was huge. Its scales were clear as during the day and it was about 1,000 feet long. It slowly moved. It's visually impactful!
Roars!
The Golden Dragon roared and flicked its tail to attack. It created a hole in the body of the Black Dragon net.
However, the dark energy entered again to patch it back up. The Devil took out a long whip to attack the Golden Dragon.
Meng Junliang stepped out quickly. He said with a serious expression, “Courtesans, the muscular bald ones are on our side. Let's fight the Devil together!”
He raised his finger and suppressed the dark energy.
The cultivators respectfully looked at Yuecha and the others in awe. Their hearts are racing.
It seems like the Gods have joined the war.
They were eagerly casting spells.
“Yuecha, since you are stubborn, we will follow Lord Demon God's orders. Time to clean up!” Amon had a cold look. His dark axe attacked Yuecha!
Backo had a magic bottle in his hand. He raised his finger and came out an endless amount of dark energy. It was a terrifying smoke that could damage the soul. It surrounds Yuecha.
“Yuecha, let's see if your Heavenly Dragon is greater than my demonic power!”
“As a strong Buddhist, I not only have the Heavenly Dragon as my style. Let me show you my new steps. Buddhist, Light!” Yuecha grinned and raised her hand as if she was propping up the sky.
A golden circle appeared behind him. Hello spinning. It is holy and powerful.
Yuecha emitted a powerful golden light that shone all over the world. Dark energy had no way of reaching it.
Yuecha became stronger with the light shield. As he fought Backo and Amon, the Buddhist light and demonic energy struggled and grappled.
Backo and Amon looked at each other. They're planning something threatening.
Backo flicked his wrist and came out a round bead. It was pitch black like a big eyeball. It had a creepy luster.
The surrounding dark energy became extremely active when the dark bead appeared. The dark energy was like a sharp sword. It started to ruin everything in all directions.
Backo and Amon looked like fanatics. They said in a voice full of devotion, “Welcome, Lord Demon God.”
The black bead instantly floated from Backo's palm.
The smoke!
Endless dark energy revolved around the black bead. It covers the sky.
“It..”.
Every cultivator looked at the sky with a look of horror.
“Kaki ... Feet!” exclaim someone. They stepped back.
The land became black. Everyone felt a terrifying aura. They find it hard to move. Even the air becomes sticky.
“Yuecha!”
A thunder-like voice sounded out of nowhere. The dark energy had already become a huge dark face. It rumbles, “I treat you well. Why did you betray me to turn into a bald one?
Yuecha made Namaste's move and said in a serious tone, “For my dreams!”
“Outstanding.”
The dark face becomes darker. He said slowly, “I'm used to many changes in life. Through my experience, I have concluded that the true way of survival is to kill my enemies head-on. So, every attack I make will be a killer move! I will personally eliminate Buddhism! You have become my trusted assistant, so I will give you one last chance. Surrender to Buddhism, rejoin the arms of Lord Demon God!”
Yuecha sat cross-legged. He's expressionless. He said calmly, “Amitabha. The Buddha once cut his flesh to feed an eagle. Today, I, Tara Yuecha, will sacrifice myself to fight the leader of the Devils.”
“If that's the case, die!”
Dementors!
Roars!
Waves of terrifying sounds came out from his mouth. Seems very destructive.
The cultivators at the scene were scared to death. Their hair stands up.
At that moment, they felt a chill descend onto their backs. It was as if something terrible was trapping them. It was a strange fear but it was very real.
Some cultivators shivered on the ground. Some are literally afraid to die and die.
Yuecha was the first to be affected. His Buddhist circle was bitten like a small flame in the rain of a storm.
The ugly Lotus Terrace beneath him turned into dust.
Then, 38 bald people were affected.
Their Heavenly Dragons were shattered apart like sand. Their muscles were torn and blood dripped as they hooked hands with their eyes tightly closed. They suffer because of it.
Spurt out!
Luo Shiyu was weak. He can't hold it anymore. He spewed out a mouthful of blood. He could no longer stand still.
“Mrs Luo.” Meng Junliang hurriedly stepped out and stood in front of Luo Shiyu to protect her. He formed a shield to block out those sounds.
Luo Shiyu was also an expert guest so she could not stand up and watch.
More cultivators fell to the ground, their bodies curled up. They cringe.
Amon sneered and looked at everyone mockingly. He looked at the bald head and said in a cruel voice, “Shiver in fear. Shivering in fear of the Almighty Demon God!”
Yuecha is paper. He was bleeding from his mouth as he silently chanted Buddhist verses.
Suddenly, his wobbly halo of light lit up brightly.
A yellowish old scroll flew out from his chest and floated above him.
A yellowish scroll slowly opened and hymns could be heard.
“Bodhisattva of Compassion, when deeply meditating, sees the emptiness of the five skandhas, and breaks the bonds that cause suffering. Here, form is nothing but emptiness, emptiness is nothing but form. Form is nothing but emptiness, emptiness is just form.”.
Meanwhile, a golden light shone like a projector. A huge projection of Buddha slowly emerged from thin air. That's almighty.
Hymns of praise are sung from everywhere. It quickly defeated the roar of a dark face. It woke everyone up.
The dark face opened his mouth wider. It roared as hard as it could.
Roaring, roaring, roaring!
However, he soon realized that it was not that hard, even if he tried his best. It instantly admitted defeat.
It seems that it cannot destroy Buddhism.
It's time to step back.
The dark face left without a trace. The black bead fell from the sky back into Backo's palm.
The songs of praise are still heard.
Many demons heard him and repented on the spot. They automatically sat down cross-legged and started shaving their hair.
Backo and Amon are crazy. They turned and left, filled with hatred. “The bald guys are strong. It's emergencies. Backward!”
The yellowish scroll slowly rolled back and fell into Yuecha's hands.
Yuecha held a yellowish scroll. He stood in midair and faithfully bowed towards the Falling Immortal Mountain.
It was a winning battle. The balding do Namaste's movements while looking calm. They said, “Amitabha.”
Then, they slowly got up and adjusted their scarves while the cultivators looked at them respectfully. They left with friendly smiles. “Cultivator, you have a predetermined destiny with Buddha. Do you want to be a Buddhist?”
Meng Junliang looked at the bald ones with admiration. He is more determined to preach.
Before that, he had something troublesome that he needed to do.
He looked at Luo Shiyu. He was pale and in a coma.
Luo Shiyu was already weak when he fought the Devil. He was now mortally wounded, half dead with no hope of recovery. How could he report back to the Holy Emperor?
…
Time pass. It's been five days.
It was peaceful as usual in a four-piece building.
No one came to visit. Li Nianfan really enjoyed his free time.
Beautiful food, beautiful women, beautiful wine, two children, and pets. He could live the rest of his days like that. Suitably.
He was lying on a chair. Daji quietly sat beside him. He plucked the grapes with his beautiful hands to feed them.
The wine is seedless and the sour sweet taste is delicious. He has time in his life.
Xiao Bai was grinding tofu nearby.
Suddenly, the backyard door was pushed open. Dragin, Nanan, and the little fox came rushing over like three fairies. They quickly ran over to Li Nianfan.
The three of them are familiar with ‘process’. They work well together.
Dragin is responsible for massaging his back. Nanan was responsible for massaging his legs. The little fox jumped onto his other leg to massage his thigh.
The Fire Phoenix came looking like he didn't care. In reality, he opened his ears.
Dragin said, “Brother, story time. It's time for a story. ”
Li Nianfan laughed as he watched everyone staring at him with anticipation. “I'm done telling the story of ‘Travel to Barat’. I have to tell a new story today. ”
Storytime is an activity invented by Li Nianfan. Dragin and Nanan are kids. It was his way of preventing children from being naughty and an opportunity for them to grow up with a happy childhood. Therefore, it organizes sessions for storytime.
There were too many stories he thought of. He can last for another four or five years. Li Nianfan also felt comforted because everyone would look so focused while listening to the story.
Nanan asked curiously, “What's his new story?”
Li Nianfan smiled mysteriously. “This is secret for now. I'll tell you the story later. Let me make you all a unique delicacy first! ”
The Fire Phoenix could not hold it anymore. He asked, “What is it?”
Li Nianfan pointed at the small wooden bucket in the corner. He smiled and said, “It was there. Very good snack. This will definitely surprise you all. ”
Meanwhile, two figures landed gently at the foot of the Fallen Immortal Mountain …