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Chapter 239: Lei Daochang Borrows the Buddha's Flower Offering (Part 2)
Chapter 239: Lei Daochang Borrows the Buddha's Flower Offering (Part 2)
"Be careful not to damage these talismans; you must bring out their full effects."
The leading black-robed monk was solemn: "Once the Sea Marigold's avatar awakens, it will only unfold for a moment. The wind must be strong enough, and the direction must be controlled. If it lands too close, we'll be the ones who die, and we won't even have time to run!"
Although the spiritual talismans of the Taoist Fulu School could be used by others, they might not be able to bring out the full effects of the talismans perfectly. However, for the Dakuang Temple disciples, they were extremely handy at this moment.
The only problem was that they had to be careful not to tear the talismans themselves.
"Rest assured, Senior. We've practiced this many times and are now proficient," one of the Dakuang Temple disciples holding a Wind Rolling Up the Remnants talisman said.
"However, the Lin Clan of Jiangzhou is currently entangled with the Tianshi Mansion's leader, and they're quite close..." another disciple added.
The black-robed monk holding the pouch said indifferently, "That's their problem. We already informed them beforehand."
Although it was a sudden attack, Lin Che and Lin Yuwei, being aware of the specific situation, would be much more adaptable and could even take advantage of the situation.
Seeing that everyone was ready, the leading black-robed monk gave the order: "Begin..."
The other Dakuang Temple disciples were about to activate their Wind Rolling Up the Remnants talismans, but the leading monk suddenly froze.
The pouch he had been holding and had just opened was now gone, taken by someone standing behind him.
The black-robed monk was surprised, but he didn't hesitate. Without turning to see who it was, he threw a punch behind him.
The intruder took the pouch with one hand and met the monk's punch with a fist of his own.
The black-robed monk grunted and stumbled back.
It was only then that he and the other Dakuang Temple disciples got a clear look at the intruder—a tall, robust young Taoist priest clad in a deep red robe.
The black-robed monk's arm was in excruciating pain, almost numb.
His arm, which had just thrown a punch, was now broken into pieces, the white bones piercing through the flesh!
Lei Jun held the pouch in one hand, tightening the opening without examining its contents just yet. With his other hand, he flexed his fingers, having just thrown a punch.
A radiant light flashed on Lei Jun's arm, covered by the luminous half-armor that originated from the Celestial General Talisman.
As his cultivation deepened, Lei Jun no longer needed to transform his entire body when using the Celestial General Talisman.
However, the Great Empty Temple's heritage was indeed unique. Although Lei Jun's strength allowed him to disable one of the black-robed monk's arms with a single punch, his originally glowing fist was now covered with a layer of blackness that left him with a tingling, numb sensation. It was only after circulating and breathing his spiritual energy that the discomfort faded.
It was as if he had just punched a shredder, and while he had reduced the machine to scrap, his flesh and blood also felt an unusual sting.
The secret art of the Great Empty Temple, embodying the intent of destruction, indeed possessed formidable destructive power.
However, the gap between Lei Jun's cultivation and that of his opponent was still too vast.
As Lei Jun flexed his fingers, he didn't pause in his movements.
With one hand grasping the pouch, he stepped forward and appeared before the leading black-robed monk. Then, with a swift kick, he struck out.
The disciples of the Great Empty Temple were all adept in close combat and had rich experience. Despite having one arm disabled, the leading black-robed monk gritted his teeth and prepared to counter.
However, Lei Jun's strength and speed far exceeded his expectations.
Before the monk could even lift his other hand to block, Lei Jun's kick landed squarely on his chest.
The monk didn't fly backward from the impact; instead, he stood in place, swaying slightly.
But his chest had completely caved in.
"...!"
Lei Jun retracted his leg, but instead of placing his kicking foot on the ground, he maintained a stork-standing posture, shaking his ankle slightly. For a moment, he felt a mix of amusement and exasperation.
His foot had also been splattered with some blackness, but as he circulated his spiritual energy, the blackness faded, along with the tingling and numb sensation.
It truly was like a shredder, an all-in-one offensive and defensive machine.
If the situation had been different, Lei Jun would have been intrigued to study the Great Empty Temple's doctrines and spiritual arts in detail.
However, he had no intention of lingering.
He wanted to finish this quickly to prevent Lin Che, Lin Yuwei, and any other hidden experts from noticing the commotion.
As Lei Jun delivered the fatal kick to the leading black-robed monk, the surrounding disciples of the Great Empty Temple also rushed forward to surround him.
Despite the sudden turn of events, these disciples maintained their cohesion. While some launched close-range assaults, others did not rush forward but instead made hand seals from a distance, then snapped their fingers.
Thin but venomous, deadly yet inconspicuous black rays shot toward Lei Jun like a swarm of flying needles, forming a heaven-trapping and earth-covering net.
Some of the Great Empty Temple disciples did not join the encirclement but instead retreated toward the distance, intending to contact their elders.
However, Lei Jun's speed was too fast. By the time they realized what had happened to their leader, it was too late to change their strategy.
The countless black needles missed their target, piercing into the snowy ground where Lei Jun had initially appeared, turning it into a cluster of deep pits. But Lei Jun was no longer in his previous position.
Those who attempted to surround and engage Lei Jun in close combat also failed to connect.
Although he was momentarily standing on one leg, a vast expanse of yellowish-brown lightning resembling soil and rocks engulfed the group of Great Empty Temple disciples, trapping them within.
Amidst the Yin Earth Thunder, all was quiet.
The disciples seemed to be buried beneath the soil.
And from the soil seeped black thunderous liquid.
The disciple who had intended to contact his elders in the distance suddenly saw Lei Jun appear before him. With a casual palm strike, Lei Jun sent him crashing to the ground, his bald head now resembling that of a Buddhist patriarch.
Hmm, this disciple's cultivation is inferior to the previous leader's, Lei Jun thought as he felt no resistance from his palm strike.
In no time, Lei Jun had dealt with all the Great Empty Temple disciples.
Within the limited range, Lei Jun didn't need to set up the Two Extremities Primordial Magnetic Lock Dragon Formation in advance. Relying solely on his innate Two Extremities Primordial Magnetic Spell and the Reversal of Heavenly Vision and Earthly Hearing Talisman, he manipulated the surrounding spiritual energy, creating an enclosed effect.
Both were his innate spells, allowing him the freedom to experiment with new variations.
However, to thoroughly eliminate any traces that could lead to him, Lei Jun didn't forget to use the dark side of the heavenly tome to erase any clues that might have been left behind.
Then, without further ado, he left the place.
Only after he had distanced himself from the snowy mountain range did Lei Jun inspect the pouch in his hand.
Sea Marigold... Lei Jun frowned slightly.
This name was not unfamiliar to him.
During the previous turmoil in the East Sea, this demon had been one of the masterminds behind the chaos caused by the myriad demons.
It was a powerful demon equivalent to a cultivator at the Ninth Heaven of the Human Realm.
It resembled both vegetation and an octopus, but its size was immense. It could take root in the earth and draw upon the power of the land and the ocean, and it could also transform into a swimming fish, wandering in the sea.
In the end, it was severely wounded by Empress Zhang Wantong and escaped into the deep sea under the cover of the waves, taking advantage of the Empress's focus on the situation on land.
However, there had been no mention of Sea Marigold's ability to spread seeds or create clones.
Otherwise, such a demon would undoubtedly pose a greater threat.
Was it because doing so would cause it too much consumption, and it had to consider the cost-benefit ratio? Or was it related to timing or some other factor? These questions flashed through Lei Jun's mind, but he didn't dwell on them for now.
What concerned him more at the moment was whether he could do something with this pouch.
Based on what the Great Empty Temple disciples had said, Lei Jun could make some speculations. The Great Empty Temple's retreat to the sea for many years had not been in vain. In addition to accumulating their strength, they had also established connections with some demon clans.
And it wasn't just the East Sea.
The Northern Chaos that had trapped the Bodhi Temple was most likely instigated by prestigious clans like the Ye Clan of Qingzhou and the Lin Clan of Youzhou, who had used the Great Empty Temple as a liaison to contact the powerful demons of the Northern Border.
Their scheme against the Tian Shi Mansion was a repetition of the same strategy.
The so-called avatars of Sea Marigold, once released, would likely launch indiscriminate attacks on all living beings in the vicinity, unable to distinguish between Tang Xiaotang, Lin Che, and Lin Yuwei.
From this, it seemed that these avatars did not inherit Sea Marigold's intellect and might not be in spiritual communion with it.
And it was also independent of Lin Zu and Dakuang Temple's control.
Special winds or certain periods of wind were the conditions that stimulated these demons to awaken.
The power of these demons was undoubtedly formidable. Even if they couldn't truly defeat Tang Xiaotang, they could interfere with her, creating an opportunity for Lin Che and Lin Yuwei, who were lying in wait, to strike.
Lei Jun weighed the pocket in his hand and glanced back at Dragon Bone Ridge.
Even if he notified Tang Xiaotang, Lin Che and Lin Yuwei were already aware and intended to use this demon to ambush them, so the impact would likely be minimal.
Then...
As the battle raged on fiercely, at least Tang Xiaotang didn't seem to be at a disadvantage. Lei Jun retracted his gaze and concealed himself, temporarily leaving the area.
He arrived at Dahei Mountain.
It was already past noon.
Previously, the middle and lower signs indicated that this place would be the site of an ambush by Lin Che and Lin Yuwei, the two Confucian masters of the Eightfold Heaven.
Of course, that didn't necessarily mean Dahei Mountain was now completely safe, so Lei Jun remained cautious as he drew closer.
He quietly observed the distant mountain range.
At first glance, it seemed deserted and quiet.
But Lei Jun vaguely sensed that the void realm in this area was not very stable.
This place might not just be a location for Lin Clan's ambush but could also have a genuine void 'gateway'.
However, Lin Clan's blockade was set up on the Dragon Bone Ridge side.
Since it was a critical location, it was likely that the Lin Clan still had people stationed there to keep watch.
Especially since the Lin Clan experts who had rushed to Dragon Bone Ridge earlier had only seen Lin Che and Lin Yuwei.
Currently, Dahei Mountain was quiet, probably because a high-level expert was hiding their presence.
There were likely still Upper Three Heavens cultivators remaining here.
Lei Jun couldn't confirm his suspicions without getting closer, but he had his own method of verification.
He lit an extremely high-quality Heaven-Seeing and Earth-Hearing Talisman, but instead of generating smoke, it dispersed invisibly.
Lei Jun sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and activated the Two Extremities Primordial Magnetic Spell.
After a while, ripples seemed to spread in his mind.
Indeed, there was someone on Dahei Mountain who had established contact with the outside world.
Although Lei Jun couldn't discern the specific content, he could sense its existence.
The rest could be slowly studied and perfected later; for now, it was enough.
"People say that one can borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha. I, a poor Taoist priest, borrow the Buddha to offer flowers. Please accept them, everyone."
Lei Jun calmly stood up, climbed to the top of a towering snow-capped mountain, and looked into the distance at Dahei Mountain.
He took out the pouch and then took out a full twenty spiritual talismans.
They were genuine, top-quality Wind Rolling Up the Remnants Talismans passed down by the Tian Shi Mansion.
Unlike the spiritual talismans in the possession of the Dakuang Temple disciples, which varied in quality and grade, all of Lei Jun's talismans were top-notch.
With the empowerment of the Dragon-Tiger Magic Scroll and the Yin-Yang Brush, even if they weren't his innate talismans, Lei Jun could still draw top-quality, high-grade spiritual talismans.
He opened the pouch.
The Wind Rolling Up the Remnants Talismans were all activated at once.
Instantly, strong winds blew!
And the wind was concentrated.
In the pouch, countless dandelion-like white fluffy balls flew towards Dahei Mountain!
The white fluffy balls resembled falling snow as they quickly approached and landed on the mountain range.
During their flight, the white fluffy balls expanded in size.
They still looked inconspicuous, but a sinister and evil aura began to emanate from them.
On the peak of Dahei Mountain, an elderly man suddenly appeared, looking up at the sky, his face filled with shock:
"An avatar of Sea Marigold?! How did it end up here?"
It was Lin Likong, the patriarch of the Lin Clan of Youzhou.
He was very familiar with Dakuang Temple and the avatars of Sea Marigold.
This elder dared not hesitate and began to chant:
"The northern wind stirs the earth and overturns the heavens, I sit in the extreme river and sail in the empty sky!"
This Confucian master of the Sevenfold Heaven had reached the realm of entering the spirit. His poetry resonated with the heavens and the earth, borrowing the power of nature. In an instant, strong winds howled above Dahei Mountain.
But Lei Jun was well-prepared, and his spell was also powerful, so the two winds blew against each other, and neither side gained the upper hand for the time being.
Lin Likong's wind caused the white fluffy balls to pause in the air, no longer moving forward.
However, they couldn't be blown away either.
As time passed, the dandelion-like white fluffy balls continued to grow, and countless white threads spread out in all directions.
Once the white threads started to expand, they quickly unfolded in all directions.
And after these white threads expanded, they no longer drifted with the wind as lightly as before.
Instead, they seemed to have come to life, like alien demons, exuding a sinister and murderous aura.
"Be careful! Run!" Lin Likong shouted loudly.
Lei Jun stood on a distant mountain, watching from afar as the white fluffy balls unfolded like jellyfish or blooming white chrysanthemums. However, the countless white threads that extended from them were astonishingly long, and a single bloom could cover an area of hundreds of meters.
Although the white fluffy silk threads were extremely long and thin, looking light and insubstantial, they directly pierced several Lin Clan disciples hiding on the mountain, turning them into bloody gourds!
And these avatars of Sea Marigold moved swiftly like they were riding the wind, quickly surrounding and attacking the Lin Clan members on the mountain.
"Oh? Do they only react to those who cultivate spiritual energy and not ordinary people or animals?"
Lei Jun, with his exceptional insight, merely observed and figured out the mechanism: "But the main body of Sea Marigold is not like this. The transformation it undergoes is worth studying in detail."
He wished he had something like popcorn.
At this moment, the scene on Dahei Mountain across from him resembled a restricted horror movie.
From a distance, the snow-capped mountains were stained with red, as if the mountains themselves were bleeding.
(PS: This chapter contains a poem by Zeng Gong of the Song Dynasty: "The northern wind stirs the earth and overturns the heavens, I sit in the extreme river and sail in the empty sky. The floating clouds are dark and the sun is nowhere to be seen, the old trees twist and intertwine. The zither plays by itself, but the sound cannot be heard, the strings must have long fallen silent. May the fierce wind cease and may the seasons be without flaws. Let's get drunk by the river since wine is cheap, no need to ask Tao Zhen.")
(End of Chapter)
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