This martial saint's health bar is too thick

Chapter 515: Lieque Sword Tower, a Thousand Years of Heritage

July 7, the 27th year of Hongguang.

The last rays of sunset disappeared into the horizon and the sky darkened.

Outside the Xirong Gate of Lanling City, the Buddha's light illuminates an area of ​​one kilometer in radius.

The Great Blue Dynasty has been established for more than 500 years, and this is the first time that a top-level powerful person has invaded the imperial capital!
Even the strongest fighting force of the Western coalition at that time was only three princes, and these three people did not even reach the city wall of Lanling City before Wen Renzheng killed two of them and seriously injured one.

And now, Jingheng, the living Buddha, with five great Arhats, that is, five top-level immortals, is going to attack Lanling City!
Only six people are going to attack the capital of a powerful empire. This attitude is extremely arrogant!
But now the national teacher Yun Shu was seriously injured, and the "God of War" Wen Renzheng and the Tianlan Iron Cavalry were all in Baifeng Plain.

Lan Lingcheng no longer has any top-level combat power that he can show off.

Jingheng is a living Buddha, and his cultivation is unfathomable.

Buddhism has been passed down for thousands of years, and its heritage is equally unfathomable.

Now that the Buddha has come in person, who can stop him?
"Everyone, fire—"

On the city wall, Xi Yan shouted loudly.

Even if the Buddha came, he would still defend this city. How could he collapse without a fight? !

But the thousands of soldiers on this section of the city wall had lost their will to fight at this moment. They all threw away their weapons, clasped their hands together, knelt on the ground and prayed continuously.

Everyone looked pious, bathing in the dazzling Buddha's light, and completely lost themselves.

These city guards on the city wall, just like the people outside the city who were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing continuously, had all converted to the power of the Buddha!
Xi Yan's eyes were bloodshot. He shouted angrily and ran quickly to a city defense cannon not far away.

Kicking away the soldier kneeling on the ground praying, Xi Yan personally opened the gun barrel and loaded the shells.

Veins bulged on the back of his hands as he quickly turned the handle to adjust the firing angle. The sound of metal friction pierced the stagnant air.

Just as the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the golden outline in the distance, the sky suddenly collapsed into a vortex of Buddha's light!
hum-

The moss on the battlements faded to gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Xi Yan's heartbeat was being swallowed up by some greater rhythm.

The kowtows of the people below the city, the crisp sound of dead branches breaking, and the whimper of the night wind passing through the cannon barrels were all shattered into pieces in the golden ripples.

The whole world disappeared!

Only the Buddha in the distance became clearer and larger.

Stars flowed in the folds of the cassock. In the infinitely extending Sumeru world, the flying eaves and brackets of Lanling City were collapsing into palm lines in the palm of the Buddha, and the moat turned into gullies outlined with gold paint. Xi Yan himself was nothing more than a spark that was about to go out on the other's fingertips!

The Buddha lowered his head and looked down at all living beings. His compassionate gaze fell on all living beings and also on Xi Yan.

Xi Yan's whole body was shaking, his knees gradually bent, and he was about to surrender to the vast Buddha's light.

He gritted his teeth and tried his best to activate the implants in his body, trying to provide himself with a tiny bit of support.

"Take refuge in my Buddha."

"Take refuge in my Buddha."

"Take refuge in my Buddha."

The Sanskrit chanting penetrated into the bone marrow from all seven orifices, and every bone was wailing under the heavy burden!

But there is another will in the dark telling Xi Yan:

"You can't kneel!"

Before he knew it, Xi Yan had become hunched over with his knees almost touching the ground, his skin was cracked and covered in blood, and the implants in his body were constantly disintegrating!

It seemed like ten thousand years had passed, and yet it seemed like only a moment had passed.

Xi Yan suddenly screamed loudly: "Ah——"

His eyes widened with anger and he pulled the long rope in his hand hard.

boom! ! !
The 70mm caliber city defense cannon shook, and the shell rushed out of the muzzle at three times the speed of sound, flying towards Jing Heng and others in the distance.

After firing this shot, Xi Yan fell to the ground like a burnt-out candle, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"I finally did not disappoint Your Majesty."

This was Xi Yan's last thought before he died.

The shell exploded in the air before it hit the ground, and not a speck of dust fell on Jing Heng and the others.

"Amitabha."

Jingheng clasped his hands together and looked up at the pillar of luck rising into the sky from the imperial palace.

It was naturally impossible for Xi Yan, a mere Dao Foundation Stage warrior, to withstand his pressure.

Just now, he and Yun Shu used Xi Yan's body to complete a battle in the air.

Xi Yan's determination was somewhat beyond his expectations, causing him to be slightly at a disadvantage in this fight.

He lost to an insignificant little person before even entering the city. Although it did not affect the overall situation, it did cause some ripples in Jingheng's mood.

He quickly calmed down and continued to move forward.

At this time, Xirong Gate was completely defenseless to him.

However, Jingheng did not plan to enter the city from Xirong Gate.

He and the five great Arhats continued to move forward step by step. Invisible steps seemed to appear in the air. The six people stepped on the void step by step, climbing higher and higher, and finally reached the sky!

Six people walked on the protective shield above the Lanling City defense formation.

With every step taken, a ripple appears on the protective shield.

The six people soon arrived above the imperial city. A few hundred meters ahead was the towering Pillar of Luck. A golden dragon was hovering above it, looking at Jingheng with cold eyes.

Jing Heng smiled slightly.

If he and his men also appeared on the Baifeng Plain, he would certainly be able to influence the outcome and win the battle.

But the strongest warriors are hard to kill, and Wen Renzheng still has a chance to lead the Sky Blue Iron Cavalry to fight and escape, and eventually sacrifice a part of the Sky Blue Iron Cavalry and escape all the way back to Lanling City.

So Jingheng brought his men directly to Lanling City.

This is the 'heart' of the entire Great Blue Dynasty, suppressing the destiny of the country!

As long as we take this place, no matter what the final outcome of the battle on Baifeng Plain is, it will not shake the overall situation.

Moreover, on the Baifeng Plain, the imperial court is currently able to maintain a balance and even gain the upper hand because the Sky Blue Cavalry is blessed by national fortune.

Jing Heng directly "cut off the firewood from under the cauldron", which can also affect the battle situation thousands of miles away!

The five great Arhats stood in their respective positions, surrounding him in the middle.

A golden lotus blossomed from under Jingheng's feet, and the five lotus leaves were just enough to support the five great Arhats.

The lotus grew bigger and bigger, growing on top of the protective cover, and eventually covered most of Lanling City!
The sky was originally dark, but as the golden lotus bloomed, the whole city lit up as if it were daytime.

Millions of people in the city looked up at the sky.

Some were terrified, some were pious, some were shouting, and some were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.
The whole city is in chaos!
Inner city, the headquarters of Zhengfa Pavilion.

A large formation was activated, and a magnificent building rose from the ground, emerging from the formation!
There are twelve floors in the Qiong Tower, filled with awe-inspiring sword energy and rays of sword light surrounding it.

Ji Yiheng, the deputy head of Zhengfa Pavilion, sat at the center of the formation, his true strength surging, his expression solemn:

"Get into formation!"

As soon as the words fell, a green sword light flew out from the first floor of the pavilion.

The sword light was as thin as a willow leaf, carrying with it the changes of the twenty-four solar terms. With one sweep of the sword, the icicles on the eaves turned into flying frost. Where the thunder of Jingzhe sounded, the dragon pattern on the sword spine swallowed up clouds.

This is the Qingping Sword!
A red sword light flew out from the second floor of the pavilion, with Vermillion Bird pattern on it and Nanming Fire embedded in the hilt. Wherever the sword light passed, the glazed tiles melted into magma and fell down.

This is the Fire Cloud Sword!
The Xuanji sword flew out from the third attic, with a star pattern cast on the sword tip, and the sword light was like a meteor.

The Taisu Sword flew out from the fourth floor, its body made of black ice, and its clear sound could break one's heart.
In the final twelfth floor, stars are suspended around the Taiyuan Sword, and the Yin and Yang Qi flow through the sword edge. The inhalation and exhalation of sword energy causes the sword energy of the whole sky to resonate.

"Twelve-Layer Zhoutian Lieque Sword Tower"!
This formation was derived from the Taoist "Great Zhoutian Lieque Sword Formation". Yun Shu spent more than 30 years analyzing the Taoist principles, constantly polishing and improving it, and eventually surpassed the original!

The "Great Zhoutian Lieque Sword Formation" is originally the Taoist formation with top killing power. After Yun Shu improved it according to Taoist principles, he created the "Twelve-Layer Zhoutian Lieque Sword Tower", which has even greater killing power.

His goal is to kill a grandmaster with one strike of his sword!

Twelve swords came out at the same time, and the Martial Saint also fell!
Of course, to achieve such power, it will take at least another fifty years of national destiny to nurture it.

It is still far from reaching its peak.

This sword tower has never been used since the day it was built, because every time a flying sword is used, it needs to be nurtured by the national destiny for at least three years before it can be used again.

Once the twelve swords are out, you won't be able to use them again for sixty years.

All the natural resources and national fortunes that have been consumed over the past few decades are now concentrated on the sword's edge!
Ji Yiheng, a top-level swordsman who has achieved great perfection in the Tiangang and Disha realms, presided over the formation, and there were twelve other real people assisting him in the formation.

Twelve sword lights shot up into the sky and pierced the huge golden lotus in the air!

Frost, thunder, black ice, blazing flames, stars... all kinds of strange phenomena appeared, and the sword energy was like rivers and mountains, constantly attacking the golden lotus. At the same time, several figures also rose into the air and attacked the golden lotus above.

The commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guards and the master of the Zhige Pavilion are both grandmasters.

In addition, there are four university presidents who were transferred from various places before, and they are all grand masters.

There were more than 5,000 imperial guards in the imperial city.

With each increase in the level of the military formation, the difficulty of refining the evil weapon and the resources required increase exponentially.

Therefore, these more than 5,000 imperial camp troops are just five thousand-man-level military formations.

At this moment, the five evil spirits transformed into swords and ferocious beasts and attacked the golden lotus in the air!

Eleven grandmaster-level powers bombarded the golden lotus!
Among the top fighters in Lanling City, there are still three who have not taken action:
Two eunuchs from the imperial palace and one chief royal attendant.

The eunuchs in the palace guarded the palace and did not take any action.

The royal chief priest Yao Hanfei helped the eldest prince escape, but afterwards his cultivation was locked up and he was thrown into the Heavenly Prison!
Therefore, this great master of Lidao Realm had no chance to take action.

A sword tower plus eleven grandmaster-level powers are the strongest means of counterattack that Lan Lingcheng can use at this moment!
On the golden lotus, the great Arhats, each standing on a lotus leaf, put their hands together and chanted Buddhist scriptures.

Golden Sanskrit words flew out of their mouths and surrounded the lotus leaves.

After that, the five of them sacrificed their own magical weapons, three earth-level and two heaven-level, and suppressed them on a lotus leaf respectively.

Even so, the lotus leaves are still shaking violently!

In the imperial study room.

Under Yun Shu's guidance, the prince gradually retracted the emperor's dragon energy that he had sent into the distance.

The enemy has already arrived in front of us, so we naturally cannot continue to support the Baifeng Plain.

From the moment Jingheng entered the city, the prince looked a little nervous, with sweat on his forehead.

Although he possesses the combat power of a top-level warrior while being in the imperial palace, top-level warriors are also divided into strong and weak.

Jingheng is a contemporary Buddha who has been famous for over a hundred years. He is a prince who has been regent for less than a year and has no experience in fighting against strong men.

How to fight this?
What's more, Jingheng has not yet entered the area where the imperial palace is located, and the prince's power will gradually decline once he leaves the palace.

Fortunately, the prince does not need to go out and fight Jingheng in person at this moment. He only needs to control the emperor's dragon energy.

"go with!"

The imperial seal in the prince's hand suddenly vibrated.

Then, the golden dragon coiled on the Pillar of Luck suddenly rushed into the majestic building at the headquarters of the Zhengfa Pavilion.

The emperor's dragon energy blesses the "Twelve-Layer Zhoutian Lieque Sword Tower"!
click-

Cracks began to appear on the huge golden lotus in the sky.

"Amitabha."

Jing Heng in the center still has a smile on his face:
“I never thought there is such a sword tower in Lanling City. If you, Donor Yun Shu, were still at your peak and personally presided over this formation, and with the help of the Emperor’s Dragon Qi, I’m afraid I would have no choice but to retreat today.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the five great Arhats around him took out a round bead from their arms.

The five people threw five beads that exuded sandalwood fragrance and had a strong Buddhist flavor into the lotus leaves under their feet.

As soon as these five beads left his hand, they emitted dazzling Buddha light, and five Buddha statues of different shapes emerged:

A Buddha statue is as green as jade, with his hands in the meditation mudra, and a dry landscape is faintly visible in the floating light behind him.

A Buddha statue with a body of red gold, with his right hand in the Abhidharma-sambodhi mudra and his left hand holding a broken bronze bowl. The Buddha's eyes are half open, with tears dripping from the corners of his eyes.

A Buddha statue, with an indigo body as translucent as glass, sitting cross-legged on a red lotus formed by flames, with his hands folded in the mudra of preaching, sparks bursting from his fingertips, and a third eye between his eyebrows, with a burning book reflected in his pupils, and the ashes drifting into Sanskrit.
These are the relics left by five great Buddhist monks!
After a Taoist immortal dies, his complete true soul is placed in his own natal magic weapon. He can survive for at least a hundred years after death, and for a True Lord it can survive for at least two hundred years.

The same is true for the Buddhist Arhats and great Arhats.

If the Da Lan Dynasty can have a foundation like the former head of the Zhengfa Pavilion, Zhang Chengbi, and the Pu Du Temple has been passed down for thousands of years, how could it not have less foundation?

At this time, the five relics offered by the five great Arhats contained the true souls of the five great Arhats!

When there is only the true soul but no body, the true soul is like a tree without roots. Its own realm and strength will continue to weaken with the passage of time. It will not be able to maintain its original realm for too long and will only become weaker and weaker.

However, in the Pudu Temple, tens of thousands of monks chant sutras for the true souls enshrined in the stupa every day, and there are also millions of believers in the world who offer incense and vows day by day.

When it comes to protecting the true soul, Buddhism is definitely the best in the world!

At this moment, the relics of five great Arhats were offered up at once, which was equivalent to the addition of five top-level real people.

Five Buddha statues sat on the lotus leaves, and the golden lotus became stable again.

Jingheng came to attack the city with only five people, just because he had the thousand-year-old Buddhist heritage in his hands!

"Respectfully invite Grandmaster Hui Ku."

Jingheng also took out a relic from his arms.

This relic is dark gold in color, the size of a fist, and several times larger than the other five great arhat relics.

The relic flew out of Jingheng's hand, and a Buddha statue also appeared:
The Buddha statue seems to be made of black iron, standing with angry eyes, his right foot on a rock, his left foot on a skull, his hands holding a vajra and a nine-ring staff. He is covered with armor with scriptures engraved on it, and thorny vines emerge from the gaps, blooming like blood.

A seven-treasure canopy hangs from the Buddha's head, with spider webs as necklaces. The Buddha looks majestic, yet a bit cold and chilly.

"I have met Grandmaster Hui Ku."

The five great Arhats on the lotus leaves bowed to the Buddha statue together.

The five Buddha statues that emerged from the sarira also bowed to each other.

'Wisdom is pure, enlightenment is constant', the highest generation in Pudu Temple nowadays is just the 'Jing' generation.

The true soul of the Buddha statue that emerged from the relic at this time belonged to the "Hui" generation.

Hui Ku, the abbot of Pudu Temple more than 400 years ago, the previous generation of Buddha!

It has been nearly three hundred years since the other party passed away!

The true soul of the True Lord can survive for at least two hundred years, but how many years it can survive at most depends on the means used by all parties.

The Pudu Temple has allowed the true soul of the previous generation of Buddha to survive for nearly three hundred years!

From the moment of death, the realm of a Buddha or a True Lord will fall. Hui Ku has lived for so long that he is no longer at the same level as before. Now he is just barely maintaining the edge of the realm of a great arhat.

But he was once a Buddha after all, and his knowledge and experience were extraordinary.

Even if he could only barely maintain the realm of a great arhat, no great arhat in this world would dare to say that he could definitely defeat him.

The Buddha statue of Huiku glanced at Lan Lingcheng under his feet, without saying much, just looked at Jingheng and nodded slightly.

Jing Heng's emotions were somewhat moved for the first time, and a hint of sadness flashed across his eyes:
"Best farewell to Master."

Hui Ku's eyes were calm: "If I don't go to hell, who will?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his Buddha statue turned into a blood-red black rainbow and crashed into the golden lotus under his feet.

This previous generation of Buddha, who survived with his true soul for nearly three hundred years after his death, has completely disappeared between heaven and earth today!

boom--

Hundreds of feet of golden light tore through the clouds, and tens of thousands of Sanskrit mantras roamed the sky like gilded dragons, enveloping the entire Lanling City in a cage woven by Buddha's light!

Blood-jade-like patterns appeared on the golden lotus that blocked out the sun and sky.

The other five Buddha statues wailed at the same time, tears of glass flowed from their eyes, and then they collapsed one after another and turned into burning Sanskrit words all over the sky.

The true souls of the five great Arhats also chose to sacrifice themselves!

In an instant, the Buddha's might condensed into a physical golden tsunami, pressing down on the city.

A reflection of Mount Sumeru emerged from the depths of the clouds, and one hundred and eighty thousand Arhats chanted the Rebirth Mantra together on the top of the clouds!

Heaven and earth resonated, golden Sanskrit filled the sky above Lanling City, and the Sanskrit sounds rang in the ears of millions of people in the city, filling their hearts with awe.

The six grand masters who attacked the Golden Lotus fell from the sky spitting blood, and the evil spirits of the five military formations collapsed!

The Twelve-Layer Sword Tower shook violently, making a roaring sound.

Jingheng took a step out from the golden lotus and took the initiative to leave the formation.

Even without his leadership, the formation was still able to firmly resist and even actively entangle the sword light of the "Twelve-Layered Zhoutian Lieque Sword Tower".

Jingheng walked like a lotus with every step he took, and came to the top of the imperial palace, and to the pillar of luck.

boom!
A ray of Buddha's light penetrated the sky and the earth, instantly piercing through the protective shield of the city defense formation.

Immediately afterwards, a golden figure appeared on the white jade square outside the Zhenglan Palace.

Buddha enters the palace!
(End of this chapter)