Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality - Chapter 556
Chapter 556 The Cross-Border Cooperation Among a Monster, a Taoist, and a Buddha
Marking the primordial spirit with Buddhism secret ability and going to a lower world to possess and cultivate to be a Buddha—
For such kind of behavior, Mu Tiannan and Lin Luoran both think it is really scary. What kind of Buddha he is? What the rat monster does today is totally a demonized trick. He must eavesdrop the secrets of Buddhism—and knows the Tao proved by gods and Buddhas is closely related to the power of faith. Messages from the eavesdropping are always incomplete. If one can become a Buddha by fooling people to get the power of faith, then gods and Buddhas really mean nothing.
Lin Luoran apotheosized herself. At that time, she had good timing, geographical convenience, and good human relations. Without the gold ware and the gold stamp from heaven, she can never deify herself.
Gods and Buddhas are not equal to “immortals”. If cultivators are enlightened by the Tao of nature, they can naturally become immortals. However, gods and Buddhas have to hold positions. The positions of gods have to be canonized by heaven, while “buddhas” have to be recognized by the guiding light of the spirit mountain.
Besides this rat monster, Lin Luoran has met more than one monster that wants to snatch her godhead. Hundreds of years ago, Yamata no Orochi of Nihon also did a similar thing.
At that time, her personal ability was low, and Yamata no Orochi chose to perish together with her. It was the remaining soul of the goddess of Nihon “Konohananosakuyahime” who dissipated all her power of faith and then defeated it. But now, although the rat monster was born in the spiritual world, he could only maintain his primordial spirit and then possess an unborn child. In contrast, Lin Luoran now has the personal ability of Divinization, while Mu Tiannan and Zhixiu can help her. If they still can’t defeat this rat monster, won’t their personal ability of centuries be like a joke?
However, Zhixiu “woke up” from a hazy state. It is said that he has been in that situation for more than 70 years. With his ability, he still couldn’t handle the rat monster… or maybe he had other considerations during that period?
After learning Lin Luoran’s doubts, the young Buddhist monk feels more embarrassed.
“Buddhism holy spells are mainly for enlightening all beings. Except for Buddhist cultivators’ natural ability to restrain monsters, we don’t have much offensive power. This rat monster gathers wishes and hides his primordial spirit deeply. The holy spell of Buddhism can’t deal with him. More importantly, he has been on this star for many years. This cult is so good at deceiving—“old institutions die hard.” If I can’t uproot it all at once, Hasa Mi Sect’s revenge power is enough to turn the entire continent into a real hell.”
Lin Luoran understands his explanation immediately. Zhixiu is modest. He can deal with the rat monster, but he can’t handle the subsequent incident without others’ help.
“This bodhi tree is a rare species of a thousand years. The rat monster uses demons as a nutrient to raise the bodhi tree and turns its Buddha nature into monsterous Reiki. The tree’s roots intertwine deep underground and it’s hard to destroy it with a blow. It is so closely connected to the rat monster that they have to be killed together.”
Lin Luoran points to the ground, “Master, you must also feel it difficult to deal with thousands of demons trapped under the tree.”
“Lay Buddhist is right. The moment that rat is killed and the tree is destroyed, the magic circle trapping the demons under the tree will also be gone. At that moment, demons will flee all around. It will plunge the people of this star into misery and suffering which is totally against the rule of nature.”
What a solid triangle relationship! The rat monster in human skin, the bodhi tree, and demons are all linked together. Even if there is a powerful Buddhist who occasionally visits this star, he has to “spare the rat to save the dishes (a Huaxia’s idiom which means to hold back from taking action against an evildoer for fear of involving good people)”. For innocent creatures, everyone has to keep back.
After so much consideration, it’s inevitable that the local bully rat monster will always stay one step ahead.
Mu Tiannan, an innocent person getting dragged into it, finally has a chance to speak, “Now there are three of us. Won’t it be perfect to deal with the rat monster, destroy the tree, and suppress the demons?”
Lin Luoran thinks for a while and nods, “That monster has a human body with a monster soul, so the holy spell of Buddhism can’t be effective on it. It can also use Buddhism methods to deal with Brother Mu… It seems that only I can deal with it. Then Brother Mu will be responsible for destroying the tree. Master, your task is more difficult. Can you handle thousands of demons under the tree?”
Monsters are not good at saving people, and Brother Mu is very good at destroying things. No matter how strong the bodhi tree roots are, he can simply cooperate with Lin Luoran to extract all the vitality in the tree. Even though it is a natural spiritual plant, it still cannot survive.
Zhixiu is very satisfied with Lin Luoran’s proposal. The three discuss it in detail. Then Zhixiu divides the white light circle around them into three. He sends Lin Luoran and Mu Tiannan out of the bodhi tree space, and he goes back to the bottom of the tree where the demons gather.
The sky is dark, and the air is filled with the smell of burning candles and sandalwood.
The white light circles that Zhixiu allocates to them are some kind of mysterious Buddhism trick. Two living people leave the tree one after the other. Outside the bodhi tree, dozens of monks surround the tree trunk, and the fire in front of the temple illuminates the whole place. However, no monk discovers them.
Being together for a hundred years, Lin Luoran and Mu Tiannan have been in a tacit understanding. They look at each other and nod. Lin Luoran sneaks into the temple. In the meantime, Mu Tiannan stays in place and turns around to put his hands on the old bodhi tree. He quietly closes his eyes to feel the majestic vitality of the thousand-year-old tree.
The bodhi tree feeds on monster means, and the monster power of Brother Mu also comes from the same source. He slowly penetrates it. For a while, it does not alert the rat monster that is closely connected with the bodhi tree.
The young Buddhist monk Zhixiu stays in the underground tree space. He looks at the painful and angry tens of thousands of demons. He sighs, and the scriptures he recites turn into white lotus which jumps out of his soul. Buddhism light shines in every corner of this place. Compared with the “compassion and fascination” appearance of the rat monster, he is less majestic. However, Zhixiu has the real peace of Buddha.
Lin Luoran has already sneaked into the temple.
The mountain is high and the temple is big. Summer wind passes through the golden temple made of stone, and candlelight is dancing. The sacred temple of this country is surrounded by a grisly atmosphere.
Monks in the temple gather in the main hall for evening classes. Lin Luoran stands outside the door and listens to it quietly for a while. In terms of piety, it is no worse than the sutra of Buddhist schools she has heard on the Earth. The fluctuations of the power of faith on these monks also show that they have a strong strength.
It’s a pity that they keep reciting the wrong sutra. They can’t find the right way to Buddhism even after a thousand years of cultivation.
With a little sympathy, Lin Luoran makes a cloud of white light on her palm. She lowers her head and blows her palm. The white light expands like bubbles until it completely surrounds the hall.
Some monks have discovered that something is wrong, so they stop reciting the sutra. The white light shrinks until the air around the monks is frozen. They are unable to move and keep in their original posture. Lin Luoran finally shows a satisfied expression.
Such a big killer is definitely not a “Mini World”, but the theurgy she learned during the one-hundred-year reconstruction of the earth, “Circle Prison”.
It’s really easy to use such a trick on enemies whose personal ability is far lower than hers. It has the dominating feeling of immortals teasing mortals. Of course, to deal with opponents like the rat monster who is not inferior to Lin Luoran in strength, “Circle Prison” can only trap but can’t attack them. It will be a waste of Meta.
Theurgy doesn’t cause much noise, but the rat monster sitting on the futon in the back hall still notices the abnormality.
Spells, arts of nature, and theurgy have distinct differences in level. Theurgy is rare in the spiritual world, let alone the world of cultivation. Lin Luoran is really lucky and she is deeply blessed by heaven. If ordinary cultivators can study some incomplete theurgy inheritance, they will be considered as fortune’s favorite. Lin Luoran really shocks the rat monster with this blow.
Red light flashes in the rat monster’s eyes. He realizes that he was too careless.
A group of a monk, a monster and a Taoist… he was wrong—he should never expect that the bodhi tree can completely trap them.
Lin Luoran follows the rat monster’s breath and goes to the back hall of the temple. With a wave of her sleeves, the door is opened. The candlelight is extinguished in an instant, and only the remaining smoke is running around. The rat monster is no longer there.
Lin Luoran becomes vigilant immediately. A bloody wind comes behind her. Because of this fierce blow, the white light circle given by Zhixiu is shattered. Lin Luoran groans and falls to the ground.
The rat monster’s figure appears in the air. Without any hesitation, he flips his hand and attacks again. A big Buddhism hand gesture covers the entire back hall. The hall is soon crushed. Stone is broken and sawdust is everywhere. Everything is destroyed and turns into dust. The magnificent back hall now is only a deep hole.
Not only dozens of monks sitting under the bodhi tree, but also many believers who have not yet left at the foot of the mountain are shocked to see the golden light of hand gesture falling from the sky.
Dozens of monks under the bodhi tree are still considering whether to stay by the tree or return to the temple. Unarmed Hasa people under the mountain are terrified, standing in place and reciting the sutra silently. They actually bring a lot of help to the rat monster.
The power of faith light groups fly up to the top of the mountain and gather in the golden temple. The rat monster shows a refreshed look and smiles. Lin Luoran flies out of the big hole embarrassingly, sighing that every dog has its day—after leaving the earth, she is no longer the leading role but a villain!
Hasa Mi Sect is a cult, but Ramoye is indeed the “Taoist field” that the rat monster has run for thousands of years. The current situation is just like Mortal Heart Fairy bringing her believers to fight against starships of the Alpha Alliance in Dongting City. The rat monster is very difficult to deal with since he has united so many people—she actually plays the role of the Alpha Alliance!
No… if it delays, it will alarm more people in this country. She will be an enemy of hundreds of millions of people in the whole country. That will be really “funny”…
The one who confronts the power of faith is the most stupid!
Lin Luoran has already fought against the rat monster for many rounds as she thinks about it. The rat monster has a favorable geographical position. Compared with it, Lin Luoran only has the advantage of a solid godhead. After all, this is the Taoist field of the Hasa Mi Sect. The monster’s power is not less than hers. At the same time, his tricks of the monster and Buddha are very mysterious.
Lin Luoran grits her teeth. White light comes out from her palm again. She lowers her head and blows it gently. The light covers her and the rat monster together.
It’s theurgy!
After cultivators pass the Gathering Vitality period and monsters humanize, “arts of nature” are the mainstream of cultivation. With Lin Luoran’s strength, using theurgy is actually not very efficient. However, theurgy is a higher level than that of arts of nature. It is still more powerful.
The rat monster has an amazing background, but his best skill is just a little theurgy inheritance. Lin Luoran surprises him because she is very familiar with the theurgy.
However, he soon discovers something ridiculous. Maybe his opponent is stupid, or maybe her “theurgy” is not proficient enough—the theurgy actually traps him with the female cultivator with godhead together!
Within the scope of theurgy “Circle Prison”, the oppression is getting heavier. The rat monster has a holy spell to protect himself. But he still feels stressed about the environment, and his neck seems to be tied with a rope to make him difficult to talk. However, this can’t stop him from mocking Lin Luoran.
“You overestimate your own ability to use theurgy. What’s the point of trapping me here? I don’t think you have any power to attack!”
Lin Luoran tries her best to smile, “Buddha cultivators can use Heaven realm. You can make many into one, and one into many. Big is small, and small is big. Buddhist cultivators can sink into the water and go into the ground without the hinder of cliffs, mountains, rocks, and rivers. You can fly freely in the air, coming and going without hindrance… without the theurgy, how can I trap you?”
The rat monster thinks it is getting more and more ridiculous. What’s the point of trapping him? If Hasa is still there, he can obtain endless power of faith. On the contrary, the female cultivator who traps him is getting weaker. He is getting stronger while she is losing her power. How long can the theurgy trap him?
Lin Luoran says nothing. She moves her fingers gently, and the space in the dome is completely frozen. The rat monster and herself can no longer move within the theurgy range.
A white ball of light is hanging in the night sky, and its light is even brighter than the moonlight. Believers of the Hasa Mi Sect under the mountain are all at a loss. Over a dozen monks sitting under the bodhi tree can no longer bear it and they stand up.
They move. At the same time, the man who closes his eyes and stands there quietly also moves. Mu Tiannan is touching the bodhi tree with his palms.
It’s a gurgling and trickling sound.
It is similar to the ups and downs of human heartbeat frequency. That is the heartbeat of the bodhi tree, closely connected with the rat monster. This tree is “alive”!
In fact, the tree should have become intelligent and become a monster. Mu Tiannan can’t figure out the reason but he doesn’t want to think about it. It’s easy if it is “alive”. His monster tricks are all from the old bat. He has even sucked human blood. It’s difficult to kill a tree, but when it comes to “devouring”, Brother Mu is totally an expert.
Mu Tiannan’s five fingers turn into claws, piercing the bark and inserting them into the trunk.
There is a force in the tree that wants to drag him in. Mu Tiannan’s wings spread wide, standing still like a bell.
A monster tree without intelligence also tries to compete with him? It is really unaware of its own limitation.
Black light wanders in the open space in front of the temple. Monks exclaim and turn back with copper lamps in their hands. Mu Tiannan flaps his black wings, making the monks behind him stunned.
He smiles like a devil. The essence of the bodhi tree begins to flow into him along his hand inserted into the trunk. The bodhi tree is shaking its leaves frantically. However, how can a tree trapped in place compete with the “devouring” of this powerful monster?
In “Circle Prison”, the rat monster’s eyes are burning. Lin Luoran traps him here because she wants to destroy the bodhi tree!
How can these two cultivators who just came to his country know this secret? Could it be that… the young Buddhist monk who has been hiding in the temple is actually a hidden powerful Buddhist cultivator?
It’s impossible. If the young Buddhist monk can use the “fate realm” to see through his background, that man must be a top Buddhist cultivator even in the spiritual world. Such a master will never come to the lower world to be his enemy… Zhixiu has reincarnated several times. He stayed in the mortal world to prove cause and effect and find the real Western Nirvana. His perseverance and vision are both beyond the rat monster’s imagination.
The bodhi tree’s branches turn yellow and leaves fall off. It gradually withers. The rat monster’s vital energy and blood are surging and its primordial spirit is turbulent. He is struggling in “prison”.
Lin Luoran frowns, trying her best to sustain the prison that also traps her.
As Mu Tiannan devours the life essence of the bodhi tree, the red light in his eyes becomes more and more fascinating. If he hadn’t been to the Chaos Spirit Spring in Jinling underground palace to purify his devil power, this tree essence would be an amazing tonic for him. At this moment, the devil power on his body has disappeared and only monster power remains. The bodhi tree relies on demons as nutrients. The essence of the tree is the surging bloody demon power that Mu Tiannan can hardly suppress.
He makes up his mind and clenches his fist. The life essence of the whole tree is devoured into his body. Mu Tiannan’s eyes are so red as if they are bleeding—
The thousand-year-old tree with twisted roots and gnarled branches has completely withered. It falls backward as Mu Tiannan flaps his wings. The body of the tree is as heavy as gold and iron, and it smashes the gorgeous temple door.
As soon as the tree dies, Lin Luoran’s dome disappears. The rat monster spits out blood, and then he attacks Lin Luoran with a Taoist hand gesture.
Lin Luoran’s face is pale. She moves swiftly. “Buddha Lord” is no longer of compassion and fascination after losing so much power. However, he doesn’t chase after Mu Tiannan who destroys his tree. Instead, he only focuses on attacking Lin Luoran.
Lin Luoran tries to write a golden word figure with her fingers together. However, she is always stopped by the rat monster.
The believers of the Hasa Mi Sect under the mountain can only hear a few loud noises from the top of the mountain. The light of their battle makes the top of the mountain bright as daylight. Most of the towering golden temple has collapsed.
The monks regain their freedom as soon as the theurgy trapping them in the main hall disappears. In the air, their “Buddha Lord” and Lin Luoran turn into two streams of running light. These monks have never seen such a rampant evil abomination. Since they are free, they go to the bell tower to ring the bell and call for the help of believers all over the country.
The rat monster in the air laughs loudly, “You evil abominations are sinful and you even destroy my Thousand Year bodhi tree—don’t you think it will make you burst?”
The rat monster laughs loudly like a bell. The believers under the mountain are relieved. It seems that Lord Buddha is not hurt by evil abominations.
He lowers his voice when he says the last sentence. Lin Luoran can’t help but feel a little worried about Mu Tiannan—since he destroyed the tree minutes ago, he has been standing in front of the earth pit for a long time. Maybe something is wrong.
“You are biting off more than you can chew. How can a little monster absorb the life essence of my bodhi tree? My bodhi tree just turns into a human form and it will continue to grow in Hasa…”
The rat monster says these words and stops chasing. Lin Luoran is surprised. She sees that the monks have climbed up the high bell tower. They hug the log, and they are about to ring the huge bronze bell.
She intuitively feels that it is not a good thing if the monks do it successfully. However, the rat monster locks on her. He has the momentum to destroy her with all his strength as soon as she moves. Lin Luoran is in a dilemma.
The next moment, a beam of black light bursts out. In the roar of the monks, the tall bell tower is destroyed and then collapses. The big bronze bell is smashed into copper stuff with one blow.
The rat monster says Mu Tiannan is biting off more than he can chew and he is destined to die. However, now this man is flapping his wings gently in the air.
Mu Tiannan has clear eyes. He doesn’t look strange at all.
“It’s impossible…!” The rat monster seems to be destroyed.
Brother Mu gives a slight cough and spits out a red ball of light from his mouth. He pinches it in his hand with disfavor.
“It tastes terrible.”
The red light group is definitely the life essence of the bodhi tree. Lin Luoran chuckles—now Brother Mu is very picky. Not everything can satisfy his appetite.
