strictlysupreme Chapter 383 Amitabha Rebels, The Demon Cultivator Reappears!
Chapter 383 Amitabha Rebels, The Demon Cultivator Reappears!
"Fellow Daoist Bai, trouble is coming."
Outside the burial hall, there was a sound of wailing.
Looking at the entire world of immortality cultivation in Songming Kingdom, the only one who can cry whenever he wants regardless of his image is Daoist Epilepsy.
How many adults have lost the right to cry in front of others.
Bai Yu opened the door, and Taoist Madman came in holding a broken bowl and said.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuori, rebels have arisen in the south, spreading to the five states, and the world is in chaos again."
Bai Yu doesn't have much emotion.
In the past few decades, which year has there been no rebellion? They even fought outside the capital four or five times.
Moreover, he had already heard about this rebellion.
Three years ago, someone in the south claimed that Amitabha came down to earth to save the world. The two leading men called themselves the Eight-Armed Bodhisattva and the Pagoda King, and led a group of mining slaves to revolt.
I thought it was a small fight, but it quickly spread to several states and has not subsided until now.
Bai Yu said expressionlessly:
"My little Lei Guan has never cared about human affairs. I can't control the rebellion."
"Brother Dao Dao has some spare time, so why not come and have hot pot?"
The mad Taoist tapped the bowl with his chopsticks:
"Hehehehehe, you have to take care of it, you have to take care of it, this time it has something to do with the devil."
Bai Yu raised his eyebrows.
Is there a demon again? Could this peaceful life be in danger again?
"Monster? Or a demon cultivator? Can fellow Daoist Master please elaborate?"
The two of them have been friends for many years, so regardless of their cultivation level, they treat each other as equals.
The mad Taoist took out a blood-colored stone and handed it to Bai Yu:
"There is an uprising in the Amitabha Sect in the south. According to reliable information, there are demon cultivators causing trouble behind the scenes, and there are traces of blood sacrifices in many places."
"This is the blood stone passed down by Anzi from the South."
Bai Yu took the blood-colored stone and felt chilled to the bone, and an evil force penetrated into his body.
He snorted coldly, and a bolt of lightning broke out from his body, blasting the blood stone into powder.
The most notorious thing among demon cultivators is blood sacrifice.
Basically wherever they go, they will kill a large number of creatures and perform blood sacrifices to improve their cultivation.
Just that piece of blood stone has absorbed the essence and blood of countless living beings to regenerate their souls.
Bai Yu looked at the mad Taoist and asked:
"This matter is serious, I will contact the disciples of Xiao Lei Temple and go to investigate."
"If there is really a demonic cultivator causing trouble, I, Xiao Lei Guan, will be obliged to do so; if it is not a demonic cultivator, I can do nothing."
The madman said:
"If there really is a demonic cultivator, I'm afraid we have to rely on the power of the sect."
"I won't hide it from you. This rebellion was probably instigated by King Jing and the Xiaoxiang faction."
There are five major local sects in Songming State.
Yuanfu Temple and Puhua Temple support the Jiang royal family, the Five Elements Sect supports the King of Xiliang, the Changbai Sect supports the King of Sanyan, and the Xiaoxiang Sect supports the King of Jing.
Every time there is turmoil in the south, the shadows of Xiaoxiang faction and King Jing are always behind it.
For Xiao Lei Guan, the more they fight among themselves, the more advantageous it will be.
Maybe the request will be blamed on Xiao Leiguan and he will have to give up more benefits.
If the five factions unite, Xiao Lei Guan will become an outsider.
Of course, on the surface, Bai Yu still looks aloof and reluctant.
He took out the emergency telephony talisman and explained it to Nan Fubo.
In these years, Bai Yu has been stationed at the funeral hall, only attending funerals.
All trivial matters in Xiaolei Temple were handed over to Nan Fubo.
Nan Fubo took care of Xiaoleiguan in an orderly manner, and he must be said to be a capable person.
It just so happened that Nan Fubo was recruiting disciples in the south, and he said he would go check and verify.
Bai Yu nodded with satisfaction and turned around to ask Master Pian for a hot pot meal.
However, a few days later, Nan Fubo still did not reply.
On the contrary, news came from Yuan Fu Guan that Nan Fubo was captured alive by the demon cultivator!
Bai Yu frowned slightly.
Could it be that Xiao Lei Guan, who has not shown his power for so many years, was underestimated by the demon cultivator?
A group of demon cultivators dared to touch Xiaolei Guan's people. They were like a mouse serving as a cat's bridesmaid.
Nan Fubo is the proud disciple of Fourth Senior Brother Ji Changqing. If something goes wrong with him, how will he explain it to Senior Brother Ji later?
Moreover, he has worked hard for so many years. Without him, Xiao Lei Guan would have to do many chores on Bai Yu.
After thinking about it, Bai Yu summoned a team of demon-hunting guards, rode the Taoist's flying boat, and rushed to the south.
Finally, a group of monks hurriedly arrived at the southern battlefield.
All they could see was the heavily armored imperial army on one side, and a group of peasant troops on the other side.
The two armies faced each other across mountains and rivers, stretching for hundreds of miles.
The troops on both sides were full of energy and blood, and from time to time monks flew out to fight.
The war in Songming Kingdom was far more cruel and intense than that in Dali Kingdom.
But he saw a red-armored cavalry rushing out from the court. The horse was a thousand-mile dragon pony and the man was a high-level warrior.
Both men and horses were wearing heavy armor, leaving only four eyes outside.
The red-armored cavalry charged towards the enemy formation, causing the ground to shake and the mountains to shake in an instant, sending up clouds of smoke and dust.
The rebels were not to be outdone, and an infantry regiment of naked monks came to meet them. They were all made of steel and iron, waving Zen staffs.
The two sides hit each other like a hammer against an iron felt.
On the battlefield, Gang Qi was everywhere, and flesh and blood were flying everywhere.
On another battlefield, a group of Yuan Fu Temple Taoist priests each sacrificed a piece of fire talisman. The talisman all over the sky turned into a meteor shower and bombarded the battlefield.
A gray cloud surged out from the opposite side and turned into a herring, swallowing all the talismans on the opposite side into its mouth.
In other places, there are driving magic circles and summoning puppets to fight each other.
In the sky, Bai Yu used his celestial eye technique to see dozens of battlefields nearby, large and small.
Suddenly, when he looked at the naked monk on the rebel side, he felt a little familiar.
The naked monks chanted the Buddha's name, and a layer of blood-colored Buddha light erupted from their bodies, instantly increasing their combat power several times.
"This bloody Buddha's light? It's a bit like the evil blood evil nine turns!"
Bai Yu suddenly remembered that the rebels of the Red Lotus Sect were like this when they were in the country.
There is a technique that consumes longevity essence and blood, which can temporarily increase combat power.
Bai Yu has also practiced it and studied it deeply.
He recognized at a glance that the group of naked Arhats on the battlefield were clearly practicing the same kind of technique as the Nine Blood Fiend Turns.
At this time, the mad Taoist called Bai Yu:
"Fellow Daoist Bai, this is just a small fight, nothing interesting to watch."
"Let's go, let's go meet the commander here and learn about the situation on the battlefield."
While talking, everyone entered the Chinese army's tent.
Sitting at the head of the large tent was a general, the empress' confidant - Grand Marshal Hong Tiangang.
There are several civil servants and generals sitting on the left side, but there are several monks sitting on the right side.
The leader, with a surging aura, was also the ancestor of Nascent Soul.
This is Zen Master Kuzhu, the abbot of Puhua Temple.
The mad Taoist came in and sat down next to Zen Master Kuzhu:
"Kuzhu, Pindao is late, tell me how the situation is?"
Zen Master Kuzhu frowned in disgust, but instead greeted Bai Yu first:
"Guanzhu Bai, you are here too."
Bai Yu returned the favor:
"I heard there's a demon in the south. It's my duty and I have to come."
After everyone had finished the ceremony, Zen Master Kuzhu said:
"Commander Hong, please tell Fellow Daoist Master Bai and Guanzhu Bai about the situation on the battlefield."