436: Chapter 34 Golden Light Array 436: Chapter 34 Golden Light Array The conflict over Qi fortune was very real.
If one were to use the Observing Qi Skill, they would see that these past few days, a faint golden light enshrouded the Buddha Tower of the Great Pudu Temple—a symbol of Qi fortune.
The brighter the light became, the more prosperous the Qi fortune gathered at the Great Pudu Temple—
Ever since the Fan Yin Temple delegation arrived to open the altar and preach.
These days, Miao Zhen’s bouts have been accumulating Qi fortune for Buddhism.
Many came to challenge her skills.
For them, with the major era upon us, the quickest way to ascend was to defeat Miao Zhen; even a draw would make them famous in one battle.
The Qi fortune brought about by this delegation from East Crossing and the confrontations at the altar accumulated quickly, but it dispersed just as swiftly.
If someone could stand out, they could share in the spoils.
It’s just a pity.
Buddha’s Son Miao Zhen in the Cave Heaven Realm was “truly invincible”; even alone, she defeated all comers within the Imperial City, and even throughout all of Zhongzhou.
After establishing her might,
There became many conditions for those who wished to challenge the Buddha’s son.
Although now the Qi fortune is flowing in reverse, and many heroes emerge as if crossing a river, one needed to prove themselves a “heroic figure” to seek an audience.
These days, those who want a bout with the Buddha’s son need at least to be at the Cave Heaven Eighth Layer.
And today…
It was clear that the Fan Yin Temple delegation had prepared more than just one challenge.
“This is the Buddhist ‘Golden Light Array’!”
Someone recognized the Golden Light Array Pattern that enveloped the Great Pudu Temple.
“Golden Light Array?” Someone asked, puzzled.
“In the legends, wherever the mountain gate of Fan Yin Temple is, the same layer of golden light covers it.
If you have no fate with Buddhism…
even if the threshold is before your eyes, you can’t step into it.”
Some disbelieved and attempted to force their way through the golden light, unleashing secret techniques, striding forward.
“Bang!”
With a heavy thud, the person boldly marched forward, but collided forcefully with the Golden Light Shield, exhaled a grunt, lost balance, and fell to the ground, seated!
This layer of seemingly ethereal, faint golden light emitted a deep, heavy chime like bells and cauldrons!
“Gentlemen, if you do not have absolute confidence in your own methods, please refrain from violence; it’s easy to hurt yourself.”
The old monk from the Great Pudu Temple took one step back from the Golden Light Shield and bowed again.
He gently reminded, “The Golden Light Array yields to softness, not force.
If you wish to enter the temple today, why not start with the words ‘fate and dharma’…
Those with a connection to Buddhism, even without brute force, can enter the temple.”
Upon hearing this, those surrounding the entrance of the Great Pudu Temple began to discuss once again.
“Senior brother, according to the head monk of the Great Pudu Temple…”
On the side of the Martial Sect.
Lin Yu stared at the golden light and slowly said, “This Golden Light Array can be broken through by force.”
He was from the Cave Heaven Eighth Layer Heaven.
Lin Yu watched the entire process of the person colliding with the Golden Light Array; the array’s suppressive force was incredibly strong, and even if he were to “force his way” through, success was not guaranteed.
However, his senior brother was much stronger than he was.
“Hmm…”
Wu Yue’s expression was solemn as he, too, scrutinized the array before him.
He calmly stated, “This array is no simple matter.
It requires at least the Perfect Cave Heaven Realm to have a chance of breaking through.”
This statement wasn’t whispered; many surrounding individuals heard it.
All around, there were exclamations of amazement.
The Perfect Cave Heaven Realm was necessary to break the array?
That meant, only those in the Perfect Cave Heaven Realm today could set foot in the Great Pudu Temple!
“Bald donkey, what trickery is this!”
Just then, a loud shout came from within the crowd.
A rugged Loose Cultivator with a huge saber on his back stepped forward quickly, cursing angrily: Yesterday you boasted big claims, and today you fortify the temple gate with an array, does your so-called Buddha’s son not know how to play fair!”
These words led to a chorus of agreement.
The old monk remained calm with a gentle countenance as he softly said, “Donor, why get angry?”
He extended his palm and grasped towards that saber-carrying Loose Cultivator.
Hum!
The void trembled, sand flew.
The saber Cultivator staggered, was lifted off the ground, and swept into the Golden Light Array.
The firm-as-metal light barrier gently dissipated like a warm breeze, allowing the saber Cultivator to land unharmed.
After a moment, he snapped back to reality, disbelief written all over his face.
“This?”
The saber Cultivator unconsciously smoothed his clothing, looking somewhat perplexed: “I’m inside?”
“The donor wishes to challenge the esteemed Buddha’s son; you may now enter the temple.”
The old monk said this casually and fell silent.
He brushed his sleeve, indicating the Great Pudu Temple lay behind him.
The saber Cultivator seemed a bit lost.
He snorted coldly, grabbed his saber, and briskly entered the temple.
Everyone held their breath in anticipation.
In less than a dozen breaths,
A scream echoed.
Wow!
An outline shot out from the temple, falling like a kite with a broken string, tumbling heavily to the ground.
It was the saber Cultivator from before.
Now, his clothes were stained with blood, his weapon broken, his complexion pale, and his eyes brimmed with terror.
“How about it, donor, has your wish been fulfilled?
Would you like to try again?”
The old monk crouched down, his eyes still kind and compassionate.
“No…
no need…”
The Cultivator’s demeanor had completely changed, his earlier arrogance gone, and he scrambled to his feet, looking to flee the scene.
“Donor, please wait.”
The old monk spoke again.
The Cultivator’s body stiffened, daring not to move.
The head monk of the Great Pudu Temple extended his palm and gently touched the Cultivator’s shoulder.
A soothing energy entered his shoulder.
After a few breaths, as the gentle glow faded, the Cultivator’s complexion improved significantly.
Still, his eyes showed unresolved fear, and without even a word of thanks, he bolted away as if flying.
“…Sigh.”
A soft sigh.
The head monk looked pitifully at the fleeing figure, brought his palms together in respect, and spoke warmly, “Gentlemen, entering the Great Pudu Temple today to meet the Buddha’s son is no easy task.
Those merely seeking fame and praise, please do not enter this gate.”
“What a statement about those seeking fame and praise not entering this gate!”