Chapter 1988: Finding the Cause From the Effect

The dark ball of light transformed by the totem spirit of the Xiaolei tribe exploded with Ao Kui's sharp malice in the fierce flashes--

Before it exploded, a clean hand suddenly reached out.

This hand came from a small bald man with delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Monk Jingli grabbed the black ball of light!

At this moment, the black light was very bright, but the sticky black rushed to the hands of Monk Jingli, and it could not cling at all, and it just slid down like raindrops rolling down a rain cloth.

At this time, a golden swastika appeared out of thin air, smashing the light balls one by one. Smashing the fierceness into calmness, smashing the roar into silence, smashing the exploding malice and the expanding light balls back--

Making the light ball turn back to purple, forcing out the drop of ink-stained black in the palm!

The purple light ball was tamed again in front of Jiang Wang. The witch of the Xiaolei tribe cursed viciously, but the sound was not allowed to happen.

Because now, Liuli Buddha wanted to speak.

The majestic Holy Hunting Mountain has become history, and the brilliant Fire Realm has become a bullet.

The group flew back to the Qinghuo Department at a high speed, looking very anxious.

Jingli held the black ink in his palm, and his clean and delicate facial features flowed with clear stubbornness: "My master said that if someone says something I don't like, then I can beat him."

Mo Di said "Oh": "Who is your master?"

Jingli was very proud: "My master is the future Pure Land Buddha, the next abbot of the Hanging Temple, and the spiritual pillar of the current Sanbao Mountain!"

"I don't know him. What a mess." Ao Kui's voice said.

Then he asked, "What did I say that you don't like to hear?"

Jingli frowned and was very angry: "Before, it was my junior brother who didn't like to hear it, but now it's me who doesn't like to hear it."

"I have the deepest feelings for monks." Faced with such unimpressive anger, Ao Kui was of course not afraid, and even joked: "So what do you want, little monk?"

While he was speaking, Jingli's flat palm had been pulled back.

The ink drop hanging in the palm was pulled into a long ink line.

His palm drew an inverted arc, and the ink line also curved.

Bai Yuxia found that her vision was misplaced.

Jingli's hand drawing an inverted arc seemed to have no end at that arm's length. This action has been done all the time, but it can never be completed, and it is always retreating.

And the pulled ink line is getting longer and longer, constantly turning around.

The ink line dances in the air!

The big ring is wrapped around the small ring, and it keeps expanding outward. The ink lines were like wind lines, overlapping one another, forming a tornado on the Buddha's palm.

Jingli's voice sounded at this time: "Should stay indestructible, become a catastrophe and go to the void. Blue leaves and flying flowers, extinction and decaying fruit!"

He didn't need to tell Ao Kui what he wanted, Ao Kui would know when they met.

He lifted his palm upwards, and his body flew higher.

The tornado formed by the overlapping ink lines leaped up in response, turning into a roaring ink dragon!

This dragon was a hollow dragon shape interwoven with ink lines, like an ink painting jumping out of a scroll, with a three-dimensional embodiment. With the dragon head as a platform, holding Jingli's cloth boots, carrying him with golden light flowing, overlooking the mountains and rivers, and flying in the sky.

Bai Yuxia only reacted at this time.

That was not an ink line at all, not the power that Ao Kui placed on the totem spirit of the Xiaolei tribe.

It was a line of cause and effect!

It was the cause and effect that Ao Kui imposed on this totem spirit!

Xi Ming, who was born in Jucheng, tried several methods to track Ao Kui from multiple directions such as blood, true name, and Yuanli, but Ao Kui, who had the vision of a peak true king, cut off the connection in advance.

Jiang Wang, who was famous all over the world, had just arrived in the floating land world and had already used the art of tracing thoughts to track the connection between the soul and spirit.

He, Lian Yuchan, and Lin Xian also tried. With the cooperation of King Qing, all the tribes in the floating land searched the world.

But until just now, all the pursuits were in vain.

Until this moment, Jingli stopped the explosion of the totem spirit of the Xiaolei tribe, found the cause and effect from it, and found the "cause" from the "effect", and finally grasped the direction of Ao Kui for the first time!

Although it is not as powerful as the legendary cause and effect type of ultimate magical power, it also has some style of "grasping the fate as a thread"!

Is this the Liuli Buddha?

Jingli clasped his hands in front of him, stood on the dragon head, looked into the distance with clear eyes, and his monk robe danced wildly in the wind.

The Ink Line Dragon shook its body and carried Jiang Wang and the other two on the dragon's spine, then suddenly turned east and flew at a terrifying speed!

Jiang Wang was not far behind Jing Li, holding his long sword against the wind, and his whole body suddenly became calm, standing like a green pine.

Xi Ming was silent in his last position on the dragon's spine, only the colorful virtual light flashed between his constantly changing fingers. He was tidying up his puppets and repairing the mechanisms that could be repaired. And, he activated the puppets that needed to be preheated in advance.

Ao Kui's position has been found, and everyone is preparing for the battle.

Bai Yuxia... No need to prepare.

Although he is also a Yellow River prodigy, he is really not needed to fight Ao Kui due to his current cultivation.

"How about I go back to Qinghuo Department to see Lian Yuchan?" he asked.

"No need, she is safe for the time being." Jiang Wang said lightly: "Just follow me."

With Bai Yuxia's intelligence, of course he knew at once that Jiang Wang had made preparations in advance. At the same time, he also understood that these preparations could not be announced in advance.

Jiang Wang had already said everything he could, and would not hide it from him, the head of Baiyujing and the soul military advisor of Xianrenju.

The floating land world was not their world, and all communication could not guarantee safety - this in itself was a hint.

Although they came to this world together and walked the same path, their tacit understanding may still be tested at the most critical stage.

Ximing has collected too much information through various means of the Mohist School and has reached a consensus with the Dong family on some aspects. Does Jingli also have this kind of cognition and tacit understanding?

Bai Yuxia turned and asked, "What sutra did the little monk just recite?"

Jingli grasped the vague cause and effect and said, "I don't know. I was practicing and practicing, and suddenly one day, I got some scriptures. My uncle said that it was 'the law is complete, and he was born to be enlightened'. I don't quite understand. How can he be born to be enlightened? Isn't it that I realized it myself?"

The cold Ximing couldn't be cold anymore: "The uncle that the little monk is talking about, is it the abbot of your temple, Master Kuming?"

Jingli has never liked this master of machinery, but he never breaks the stage of his junior brother. He cooperates when his junior brother says to cooperate, so he replied, "Yes."

Jiang Wang thought thoughtfully: "What did your master say?"

"The master said not to recite everything, so as not to be stolen by those thieves."

When Jiang Wang heard the word "thieves", he thought of his "Avalokitesvara Ear" and "Vajra Thunder Sound of Subduing the Outer Dao" sandwiched in the secret book, and he couldn't help feeling embarrassed. Why wouldn't Kujue be embarrassed?

"...I mean, how does he evaluate your sutra?"

Even though he was facing a powerful enemy and was busy capturing the cause and effect, Jingli still couldn't hide his pride on his face: "Master said that this sutra is also the best among the works of the Buddhas in the universe, second only to the "Sutra of the Wisdom of Suffering" he created. Looking at the history of Buddhism, from ancient times to the present, my talent is second only to his!"

He glanced back at Jiang Wang in his busy schedule and comforted him warmly: "Junior brother, you can be on par with me."

Kujue's cows in this life have all been boasted in front of Jingli.

Only Jingli will believe him without reservation and without discount.

Jiang Wang was stunned for a moment: "Why haven't I heard of this sutra? Did he teach you?"

What kind of realm must one be to dare to write his name in the name of the sutra.

Kujue is definitely not the most talented person in Buddhism, but he is definitely the first guy who dares to compile a sutra like this at the level of a real person.

Jingli shook his head: "Master said that the sutra should not be passed on lightly. My current age is far from being able to bear his wisdom. I will have to wait until one day I catch up with him before I am qualified to pass it on."

The matter of passing on the sutra and preaching the Dharma has always only required talent, understanding, bones, and character... This is the first time I have heard of an age requirement.

Jingli, this silly boy, probably has not thought about it. His age will never catch up with Kujue's.

It is really nonsense!

Jiang Wang almost believed it.

It means that something is wrong. If there is such a sutra, Kujue should have taken it out to show off long ago.

The problem is that if Kujue dared to say in front of him that the "Kujue Wisdom Sutra" is the first sutra of the Buddhist sect, he would definitely take it out word by word and compare it with the major Buddhist scriptures.

Only Jingli believed it without a doubt.

Bai Yuxia didn't know Kujue very well, and to be more honest, he didn't know him. There was almost no such person in the Hanging Temple... He just felt that he could teach Jingli and had a deep relationship with the Dong family. He must be a respected old predecessor.

He said with awe: "What is the name of this sutra of the little saint?"

"I haven't finished understanding it yet, and I haven't named it yet." Jingli didn't look back, but said to Jiang Wang in a very serious tone: "Junior brother, you are well-read and knowledgeable, can you help me think of a name?"

Feeling this heavy trust, Jiang Wang said seriously: "I will definitely help you think of it."

Bai Yuxia hesitated.

The group turned at high speed on the way to Qinghuo Department, and the dragon stepping on the ink line turned east.

The act of flying to Qinghuo Department at the first time was a feint in itself, which was used to confuse the enemy.

In this cage fight, how could they be led by Ao Kui?

The more Ao Kui wanted them to go, the more they couldn't go. The more Ao Kui didn't want them to go, the more they should go!

Just now, everyone was using their own methods to capture Ao Kui's whereabouts. If they couldn't capture him, their goal would still be Yagan Tiankeng.

Of course, Jingli surprisingly captured Ao Kui's position, so tracking Ao Kui is the most important thing at the moment.

Abnormal things must be demons.

Wanxiang Shenyan is a power at the level of Dongzhen, which can be used as a killer in this battle. Its appearance alone is itself a kind of extravagance.

Jiang Wang, Jingli, Ximing, the three of them joined forces, how could they be killed by Dongzhen in one blow?

Or it was a blow from Dongzhen who lost complete control and failed to concentrate his strength.

Ao Kui was extremely powerful to make Jingli spit blood. After all, he had been close to Xingjun, and with the highest vision of Dongzhen, he could pry external forces to this extent.

Jiang Wang believed that even Ao Kui would not find it easy to accumulate such means!

He is a person who is good at learning. From Chongxuanzun who once defeated him, he learned how to cut off the external complexity and get to the essence of the problem.

No matter how playful, relaxed, or vicious Ao Kui behaves. He can't cover up his eagerness.

It was a complete waste to use the Wanxiang Shenyan just now. Ao Kui would never really believe that a heavenly Taoist spell could help him win, so there must be a reason why he had to use it.

Although that reason has been annihilated along with the Holy Hunting Mountain.

But Ao Kui should still have an answer.

Jiang Wang had already obtained a more complete and clear version of the map of the floating land world from the Wangquan tribe. Bai Yuxia and Ximing were also familiar with it, so as the direction of the ink dragon gradually became clear, they quickly determined Ao Kui's location.

Bai Yuxia raised his sword eyebrows: "Jihuo tribe?"

Why is Ao Kui in the Jihuo tribe?

Why is it the Jihuo tribe?

Is there something wrong with Jihuo Yuling, who had a fleeting relationship with Jiang Wuxie, and Jihuo Yuxiu, who was specially sent by Jihuo Yuling to ask for asylum?

The danger that Lian Yuchan was about to encounter, which Ao Kui emphasized, was from Jihuo Yuxiu?

While thinking, the Jihuo tribe had arrived.

Being in the high sky, overlooking the earth, the mountains are like mud balls and the rivers are like thin lines. Lush green or desolate, both are common.

But what I saw now was a bloody color!

It was a bloody color that even Qianyang's red pupils could not see through!

The former leader of the Fire Tribe, now there are corpses everywhere, blood on the ground. It's like a cruel red carpet, although it's uneven because of various buildings, but it also has a unified color.

On this "carpet", the bodies of the Fire Tribe were also arranged with ulterior motives, forming a huge, simplified skull. Each corpse was naked, facing up, eyes wide open... and a light was lit at the navel!

This is obviously a pattern of a certain ancient and cruel array.

Before this, no information was spread. Obviously, before starting the massacre and setting up the array, Ao Kui had locked the transmission of information. If he had waited until the tragic situation here was discovered by people, I'm afraid Ao Kui would have completed his plan and left. Even at this moment, he has killed this large tribe of one million people, and their lives are withered, and their souls are like the sea.

Jingli's folded hands bounced away like an electric shock, his face was compassionate, and tears dripped directly from his eyes!

The Buddha's light scattered from his body left several people in the air.

The ink dragon under his feet suddenly exploded, exploding into millions of ink lines! These ink lines are not just the dragons of cause and effect that they just found, but the painful and sad voices wandering on this land.

Countless ink lines shuttled through the high sky and swooped down to the earth in various postures. Almost turning the bright red Jihuo tribe into a black bird's nest for a short time. The ends of so many causal lines finally gathered together, and the direction they pointed to was obviously where Ao Kui was.

Jingli captured the "result" of Ao Kui, and now he is looking for the "cause" of Ao Kui!

"Has the Jihuo tribe been slaughtered?" Bai Yuxia's voice was solemn.

"No, there are still remnants." Jiang Wang said, his eyes fell on the eastern area of ​​the Jihuo tribe, where there is a tall and majestic building, which should be the fire temple of the Jihuo tribe. It emits amazing flames and is fighting against the blood light that surrounds it.

According to Jiang Wang's perception, there are at least two totem spirits in the fire temple who are desperately resisting.

Of course, just two totem spirits plus the power of the Fire Temple, even with the elite warriors who retreated to the Fire Temple, should not be enough to resist Ao Kui's massacre.

In that Fire Temple, Jiang Wang also felt an ancient power.

Because it was being revealed, it was very clear.

Qianyang Red Eyes was pushed to the limit, and with the blessing of the Eye Immortal, Jiang Wang finally saw in the flames...

A clay tablet book!

The Book of Creation!

The Fire Tribe actually relied on the power of the Book of Creation to preserve the last fire and temporarily defend the Fire Temple.

Jiang Wang certainly knew that King Qing was not so honest. But he had observed the Book of Creation collected by the Fire Tribe of Qing up close, and he did not capture the power in it.

Obviously, the Book of Creation has its own unique way of driving.

And his understanding of this world is far from enough.

At this time, thousands of ink lines fell to the ground, and the front ends almost gathered together, obviously they had locked Ao Kui's position-not in the Fire Temple, but in the palace of the Fire Tribe.

In the long history, the Jihuo tribe also held the kingship. Although it is not like the Xuanfeng tribe, which has an unparalleled two hundred years of kingship, it also has a history of succession.

Although the palace is in ruins, its majesty is still there, still deep and deep, with blood light wandering around, which is quite sinister. I don’t know what is arranged in it.

Thousands of black lines covered it, trying to force Ao Kui out of the nest.

Before these black lines found the cause and hit the body, the huge magic circle had already changed first, and the conspicuous blood light spread up, turned into blood in the air, surged into a river, and turned into a blood dragon.

Roar!

The blood dragon opened its huge mouth and swallowed those black lines in one gulp.

But at the same time, above the huge mouth of the blood dragon, a dazzling sword light that connected the sky and the earth exploded!

Jiang Wang passed Jingli, took the lead, and slashed down with his sword——

Countless snow-white sword threads entangled together, and in the shrieking sound of tearing the sky and splitting the earth, they blended into a mountain of sword energy!

It was like Mount Buzhou, supporting the sky tower.

It was like a god pulling out the pillar of heaven to destroy the evil dragon!

Thanks to the book friend "Kuxiao Leaving" for becoming the leader of this book, the 469th alliance of Chixin Tianxun!

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Everyone give me some time, I will try to make up for the two days of leave. This is not force majeure such as illness, and I cannot let my personal friendship expression pay for everyone's reading experience.

But it's six million words, it's really hard to write, and it's very laborious to keep updating, and it may not be completed in a few days.

Please forgive me.