#469 - Chapter 469 Who are you to our clan leader?
After Wu Jie left, Hui Neng's eyes flickered.
Watching the direction Wu Jie left, the corner of his mouth curled into a mocking arc.
“In the future, there will be many monks who are greedy for offerings, causing the destruction of the Dharma.”
He said in a low voice.
Then he took out a golden alms bowl and placed it on the stone table in front of the Buddha statue.
Next, he took out two incense candles covered in golden Sanskrit.
After lighting them, wisps of white smoke immediately drifted out, lingering and not dispersing.
Like clouds and mist.
Hui Neng then sat on the futon, constantly chanting scriptures.
His whole body emitted golden light, and countless golden Sanskrit characters flew out and into the clouds and mist.
As the chanting continued, the clouds and mist gradually gathered into a passage.
He fell heavily again.
His head was spinning and his eyes were filled with stars.
“You bald donkey outside!”
“If you know what's good for you, quickly let this young master out, and this young master might be merciful and spare your life.”
Xiao Bai shouted loudly at the outside of the golden bowl.
But Hui Neng couldn't hear him at all.
Several Sanskrit characters floated into the golden bowl, and then exploded violently.
“Om! Mani! Padme! Hum!”
The Buddhist mantra exploded in the ears of the group.
Then Xiao Bai was too weak to continue scolding, feeling a strong sense of drowsiness surge into his heart.
Then he fell softly to the ground and fell asleep.
Apart from him, Lin Yaoyao and the others protected their heart meridians with spiritual power and closed their ears and eyes when the chanting started.
But this scripture did not seem to pass through the ears and eyes, as if it directly bombarded their sea of consciousness.
The others also fell to the ground one after another.
The golden bowl flew up and slowly entered the cloud passage filled with Sanskrit characters and swastikas.
Then it turned into golden light and disappeared.
Hui Neng breathed a sigh of relief, and then closed his eyes in meditation on the spot.
He had completed the task assigned to him by the Great Buddha.
......
Wu Jie returned to his own sect.
Countless disciples knelt down and worshiped, “Greetings, Great Emperor!”
Wu Jie ignored the crowd and went straight back to his room.
When he entered, a woman suddenly saw a figure enter and exclaimed.
But then she showed a happy expression, “Great Emperor, you're back?”
She had just come out of the bath, and the water droplets on her body had not yet been evaporated by spiritual power.
She was only wrapped in a white bath towel.
The exposed skin was as white as snow.
The blush on her face caused by the hot water added a bit of charm.
The woman's eyes were full of silk, she had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
Wu Jie laughed, he was in a good mood after finishing the task.
With a grab of his hand, the woman flew directly into his arms, and the bath towel fell directly to the ground.
The woman exclaimed again.
Then she buried her head in Wu Jie's arms and said in a low voice:
“Please have mercy on me, Great Emperor.”
Wu Jie ignored her.
He took the woman directly into the room.
Ten thousand eight thousand words are omitted here.
After the matter was over, Wu Jie lay quietly on the bed, his eyes devoid of desire.
Like a sage.
The woman curled up beside him.
The woman peeked at Wu Jie's expression, thinking that if she could get the Great Emperor's favor every day.
Her path of cultivation would surely be smooth.
So she thought about finding something to talk about, and asked as if possessed:
“What did the Great Emperor go out to do this time?”
Wu Jie's eyes sharpened, he hated women interfering with his actions the most.
Even when he was at his most generous, it wouldn't do.
However, just as he was about to criticize the woman severely, a piece of black cloth suddenly flew out from the scattered robes on the ground.
The black cloth unfolded in the wind.
It instantly covered the entire room.
Wu Jie was shocked and wanted to escape.
But there was no way to distinguish the range of the black cloth.
In the black cloth, a golden swastika slowly appeared.
“Great Buddha, spare me!”
Wu Jie hurriedly knelt down and shouted.
But it was useless.
The black cloth tightly wrapped the two of them.
Tighter and tighter.
Wu Jie desperately circulated his spiritual power to barely support himself.
The woman's cultivation was only at the Nascent Soul stage.
She was immediately crushed into minced meat, and blood and minced meat were smeared on Wu Jie's body and face.
There was no sadness in Wu Jie's eyes, but fear.
He didn't want to die yet.
He kept supporting himself, chanting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.
Hoping that the Great Buddha would show mercy.
But the black cloth was still wrapping tighter and tighter.
......
After knowing the truth, Ye Kong returned to the Bitter Sea.
He took out the Tongtian Mirror to investigate the origin and identity of the Great Emperor cultivator.
As a result, an image unsuitable for children appeared in the Tongtian Mirror.
Ye Kong: ......
He controlled the Tongtian Mirror to turn his vision outward.
He quickly recognized that this was a sect in the south hidden in a dense forest.
It seemed to be a hermit sect.
Ye Kong immediately crossed the space and went there.
He appeared directly in front of the sect.
“Who are you?”
The disciple guarding the sect stepped forward and shouted.
His long sword was unsheathed, pointing at Ye Kong.
However, sensing Ye Kong's Qi training cultivation.
He showed a mocking look.
A small cultivator who refines Qi dares to run around.
But seeing Ye Kong's extraordinary demeanor, he suspected that he was a relative of the sect master.
“Ye Kong.”
“Tell your sect master to come out and see me.”
Ye Kong said lightly.
He could also directly appear in Wu Jie's room.
But it felt inappropriate.
The disciple guarding the sect looked contemptuous, thinking, Just you, wanting to see our sect master?
A Great Emperor, a Qi Refiner?
But before he could figure out Ye Kong's identity, he still asked politely:
“What are you to our sect master?”
“An enemy.”
Ye Kong replied lightly, with his hands behind his back, his attitude very casual and free.
The disciple guarding the sect was stunned for a moment before he reacted.
Saying that you are an enemy so casually, and daring to come to the door?
But since he was not a relative, he was not worried.
A ferocious look appeared on his face, and his long sword stabbed at Ye Kong:
“In that case, go to hell.”
Ye Kong didn't even look at him, and directly slapped him casually.
He slapped the entire Golden Core cultivator away, and the Golden Core cultivator crashed into a humanoid hole in the big rock behind him.
He died without even making a sound.
Ye Kong waved his hand again and broke the sect's great formation.
He walked into the mountain gate as if he were strolling in a garden, and any cultivator who came to kill him with a knife was slapped down by him.
Since the sect master would not come out, then he would beat him until he came out.
“Immortal, spare me!”
“Immortal, please spare me!”
After Ye Kong casually slapped a Venerable Realm elder to death, the entire sect completely knelt down.
They had been sending messages to the sect master, but there was no response.
Originally, they still held the mentality that once the sect master came out, he would crush Ye Kong.
After all, the sect master was a Great Emperor.
But seeing Ye Kong kill a Venerable with one palm.
They were all extremely horrified.
This was a powerhouse above the Great Emperor.
Who knows why he looked like he was only at the Qi Refinement stage.
“Take me to find your sect master.”
Ye Kong said coldly.
He was a little strange in his heart, he had been beaten to this extent.
Why hasn't that sect master come out yet.
This sect had already been destroyed by him.
“Yes, yes, yes.”
The remaining elder hurriedly responded.
He led Ye Kong to the back house, in front of a golden house.
“Usually the sect master rests in the golden house.”
After saying that, he knelt aside, not daring to speak.
