Chapter 146 Interruption

Wei Yuan looked at the drop of blood on his fingertip. The blood quickly disappeared.

The wound healed instantly, and what had just happened felt like an illusion. However, Wei Yuan had already vaguely sensed a great unease, a subtle warning. The surrounding karma was instinctively restless.

It was as if everything around him was in flux.

The white-haired girl said, "Go."

Wei Yuan looked at her. The girl's eyes were deep, yet with a natural calmness. Her tone was unwavering, but Wei Yuan could hear the hidden concern within.

"You're worried, aren't you?"

"Therefore," she withdrew her hand from the Taoist's sleeve, placing it on the Qing-shirted Dragon Girl's hand. Her tone was calm and steady, "Xian Zheng will stay with me."

"Go."

The white-haired girl often clung to Wei Yuan after waking up.

Now, she was urging him to leave.

The Taoist looked at her deeply, nodded, and said solemnly, "I'll stay with you next time."

"Mm."

"Next time, you stay with me."

The white-haired girl nodded.

Then, she watched the Taoist disappear from sight. Her eyes lowered, and she sat there quietly, looking at the delicacies on the table, unmoving. The Qing-shirted Dragon Girl Xian sighed and reached out to stroke the girl's white hair.

Wei Yuan grasped the karma and instantly appeared in a quiet place.

He lowered his eyes and emptied his mind.

Without sect, without superior.

Yuanshi Tianzun.

His mind grasped karma and time, instantly going far away.

Crossing the long river of time.

Chasing after the source of the karma.

The Jianghuai water system during the Kaiyuan era of the Tang Dynasty.

Waves surged, and the majestic flow of water roared like thunder. A girl in black and red garb arrived, stepping on the long wind. The hair clasp on her head was broken, but her black hair did not fly wildly in the flowing wind, instead remaining calm.

A Buddhist light surrounded her.

Pure and clear, with the aura of saving all living beings, it instantly softened the rushing waters of the Jianghuai water system. The surrounding residents came out one after another.

They looked at the figure, seeing that although the woman's face was unclear, under the Buddhist light, she stepped on the flowing wind, giving people a gentle and peaceful feeling of elegance.

Coupled with the clear Buddhist light.

Everyone was stunned and lost in thought.

Only the Sangha from the foreign lands of the Western Regions, even with the support of his disciple, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, looked at the flowing Buddhist light in the sky, seeing the pale golden light covering the entire sky. His eyes were filled with strong unwillingness and persistence.

"No…it shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this!"

"This should be mine, it's mine!"

Sangha had come all the way here, becoming famous in Nalanda Temple, which was declining at this moment. Afterwards, he traveled a road no less arduous than that of Tang Sanzang, coming to this Eastern land, the great country of Zhen Dan. Seeing the dragon energy flowing and the luck surging, he knew that his opportunity had come. Then, he met that powerful figure, and learned the secret method of seizing the power of the Four Rivers water gods from the mouth of that great god.

Thus, he came east, displaying Buddhist supernatural powers and gathering people's hearts.

But he never expected that he would fail, fail!

"Impossible, demoness, demoness!"

The anger in Sangha's heart rose, filled with unwillingness, and he suddenly stood up.

The little novice beside him exclaimed, "



Wait, Master, Master, you can't!"

"Everything must put the Great Dao first!"

"Striving, is necessary to strive!"

Sangha suddenly spread his arms, and the Buddhist light on his body flowed incessantly, shaking the heavens and the earth. The young novice was shaken back again and again, falling to the ground, crying out in pain, covering his buttocks and climbing up. But he saw that above his master's Buddhist light, there were faint traces of other colors.

In his arms, the wooden carved Buddha that his teacher had given him was…

actually shedding tears of blood.

"…Master."

The tall monk ignored everything, his obsession rising, his hands clasped together, his voice like a bell, saying, "Good demoness, how dare you borrow the power of my Buddhist school to come here and pretend,

acting out the deeds of demons, watch me today, come and subdue you!"

"Amitabha."

The golden Buddhist light suddenly swayed violently, and on both sides of the Jianghuai River, the waves surged, incomparably majestic, suddenly bursting open tens of thousands of layers of water waves, soaring into the sky. For a time, it looked as if they were even higher than the peaks on both sides, truly terrifying, and there was a faint earth-shattering tremor.

"Give me, rise!"

Sangha gritted his teeth and roared.

The veins on his forehead were about to pop out.

Then, the waves crashed down fiercely. Everyone exclaimed in horror, seeing beneath the waves that were almost submerging the mountains on both sides, faint golden scales appeared.

Almost as large as dragon scales, accompanied by the bursting waves, two golden whiskers like steel whips stretched out, slashing and smashing down.

With just a light sweep, rocks cracked and peaks shook.

Rolling bluestone crashed down.

Clouds gathered, and dark clouds pressed down in an instant. Lightning flashed. The Jianghuai water system, which was already extremely wide in this era, almost completely ran wild.

Everyone could not stand steady and directly sat down on the ground. "The Jiang Dragon King, the Jiang Dragon King has come out."

"The Jiang Dragon King, forgive us! Dragon King, forgive us!"

The ordinary people looked panicked and desperate.

Faced with such earth-shattering power, they could only kneel down and pray repeatedly. Sangha formed the Vajra fearless seal with both hands, shouting loudly, "Everyone, rest assured!" "Just as this monk said, there are demons lurking here, about to stir up the wind and clouds. This monk is here to eliminate this disaster."

Someone shouted and asked, "The disaster, is it these waves?"

"This, what kind of terrifying monster is this?!"

The monk was furious in his heart, already unconsciously breaking the precepts, saying, "This is not a demon."

"That woman, just now, is the demon!"

"Amitabha, Shakyamuni said, there is a demon ancestor. He wants his disciples and grandchildren to mix into the Buddha's Sangha, wear the costumes of my Buddhist school, and destroy the Dharma of my Buddhist school. They distort the Buddhist scriptures and destroy the precepts of Buddhism."

"Using the identity of a Buddhist disciple, but pursuing their own desires!"

"Although wearing a kasaya, surrounded by Buddhist light, they are the greatest demons, the enemies of the Buddha!"

Grand and upright, his voice like thunder.

Everyone knelt down and was persuaded.

Only the little novice who had been knocked to the ground by his master knelt there, looking at the statue of the Buddha, carved by his teacher, who wore cloth clothes and straw shoes, and had a warm smile. Seeing blood tears flowing from the corner of the Buddha's eyes, as if lamenting, he was also full of tears.

Master, oh Master.

Have you not noticed that you yourself are doing these things?

Sangha clasped his hands together, his face solemn, "Just as this monk said."

"The demon here was discovered by the Guanshiyin Bodhisattva of the South Sea."

"It was he who personally sent this monk here, and everyone need not panic, nor need to be afraid. At this moment, what is stirring up the wind and clouds and causing the Jianghuai water to flow backwards is none other than the help that the Guanshiyin Bodhisattva of the South Sea gave to this monk!"

""It is a golden carp raised by Guanshiyin Bodhisattva in the lotus pond of the South Sea."

"Every day, it floats to the surface to listen to the scriptures and cultivate its skills."

"Especially for this demon, when leaving, it bit a lotus flower in the Bodhisattva's South Sea lotus pond, and refined nine-petaled red copper hammers as weapons, precisely to subdue demons and eliminate evil!"

The crashing water flow almost produced thunder-like traces. At this moment, everyone saw that it was actually an extremely huge fishtail, and what almost completely occupied the still-wide Huai River in this era was actually an extremely huge golden carp, comparable to a mountain!

The scales reflected the sunlight, a brilliant golden color.

The fish whiskers were as long as dragon whiskers, turning clouds and overturning rain at every turn.

Suddenly, it probed its head out of the water, breaking through the water flow, only to create clouds and rain behind the monk, which was extremely mysterious, and even more shocking. Wisps of water vapor and cloud energy flowed on the scales, adding even more mystery. Sangha exhaled and opened his voice, pointing to the girl over there, saying, "Go and capture her!"

The golden carp, which was almost about to transform into a dragon, glanced at the monk.

It rose into the sea of clouds, directly swallowing the girl.

Her eyes lowered slightly. At this moment, she was trying her best to balance the turbid qi and could not use too much energy.

She only turned her right wrist slightly, and then gently pressed down. The wind flowed and gathered in the ninth heaven, and then slammed the golden carp directly back into the water, smashing out a large expanse of water waves. A storm swirled in the long sky, and Sangha's face became even more unsightly. This girl in front of him, seemingly not very old, at most seventeen or eighteen years old.

But, but how could she have such cultivation?!

Damn it, whose daughter is this?

Or, whose wife is she?

He finally managed to outlast Xuanzang, outlast the sword immortal's return to heaven.

How could there be such a young woman with extraordinary cultivation?!

Could it be that the fate of Shenzhou will never be extinguished?!

I am not willing, I am not willing!

The fate of Shenzhou should be cut off in my hands. Use the fate of Shenzhou to forge my golden body!

"Amitabha"

His hands clasped together, and Buddhist power flowed.

Stepping on the head of the golden carp, the Buddhist power violently overflowed outwards. Relying on the blessing of the high monks of the past contained in the Buddhist beads in his hand, he forcibly withstood the flowing wind at this moment. Although his face was much paler, when he saw that he had withstood the cyan flowing wind, great joy appeared in his eyes, and his voice was solemn: /

"Today, I will make you submit here!"

The water flow suddenly soared into the sky.

What a golden carp. Its cultivation was so terrifying that it forcibly reversed and lifted this Huai River water area, causing this Huai River water system to hang in the sky! Turning into a turquoise dragon, shaking its head and wagging its tail, soaring among the green mountains and peaks, its claws growing long, it tore towards the girl.

Sangha lightly stepped his monk shoes, standing on the dragon's head.

Full of spirit!

Comparable to a god or Buddha in the world!

Clasping his hands together, his Dharma face solemn, he chanted in a low voice, "Amitabha," 'Well done, well done."

"Watch my supernatural power!"

This Buddha's name had not yet fallen.

Suddenly, everyone heard another crackling sound, as crisp as a thunderclap rising from the ground, or as if it were the sound of chains colliding, startling people so much that their hearts stopped for a moment, making their faces pale. Then they comforted themselves, how could there be chains in this world whose mere collision sounded like thunder?

If there really were, how big would they have to be?

If there really were, what would they be used to lock? And who could forge them? The water dragon was almost about to swallow the girl when suddenly, a huge, thunderous sound exploded. The next moment, a huge palm suddenly stretched out from the Huai River, which had had seventy or eighty percent of its water power drawn away. It was incomparably huge, covered with white hair, and its nails were sharp and presented a black color. Huge and magnificent chains, like those of the ancient wilderness era, howled incessantly, like thunder.

A desolate and indifferent voice exploded.

"Who?!"

"Disturbing my slumber!!"