Chapter 450 (1/2)



450 The Vajra’s angry eyes Dharma power (1)

Xu Qi ‘an wanted to be cheeky and shouted, “Honey, come out and see Buddha.

However, he didn’t have a wife, and the heavy pressure from the Dharma image made him unable to raise any emotions. He instinctively wanted to kneel and worship it.

Supervisor, why don’t you dare to see this Lord …

Xu Pingzhi’s knees went weak and he knelt on the ground after hearing the thunderous question.

At the same time, he felt humiliated. He supported himself with his hands and gritted his teeth, ” ningyan, say goodbye. Don’t kneel. Stand up, stand up!

The last three words were shouted out.

After shouting, Xu Pingzhi didn’t get a response from his nephew and son, so he looked up … The son held on to the pillar, the veins on his forehead bulging, as if he was trying his best to support himself.

His nephew leaned against the door and held the saber with both hands. He looked up stubbornly at the Dharma form in the night sky.

Then, his son and nephew looked at him at the same time.

The atmosphere froze for a moment. Fortunately, Xu cijiu and Xu ningyan looked away without a word.

Hu … These two brats still know how to leave me some face! Xu Pingzhi’s embarrassment was relieved.

Pfft, look at second uncle’s cowardly face. He must have exhausted all his energy on Auntie! Xu Qi ‘an laughed in his heart.

‘Father is too embarrassing. I’ve already knelt down, but I still have to shout. Fortunately, there are no outsiders here!’ Xu cijiu disdained his embarrassing father.

“Big brother, what, what does this eminent monk plan to do? You … You’re working as a night watchman in the Yamen, so you should know some inside information, right?” Xu cijiu stuttered.

He tried his best to keep his voice from trembling.

He believed that the Western regions and Da Feng must have had some differences on some matters, which was why the Western regions “diplomatic mission had come to the capital. Judging from the actions of the eminent monks tonight, the attitude of the Western regions was obvious-anger!

If it wasn’t handled well, the Alliance between the Western regions and Da Feng might break down, and a country war might even break out.

As a scholar, Xu niannian had an instinctive desire to know about such major events.

Xu Qi. an pondered and said,”there was a little conflict, but it’s not as serious as you think …” I don’t know the details.”

He changed his words halfway, because the reaction of the eminent monk was also beyond Xu Qi ‘an’s expectations.

He suddenly realized something. Back then, when monk Shen Shu was sealed in Da Feng, perhaps it wasn’t just because of the mutual help between allies, but there was something else.

If it was just a mutual help between allies, why would the Buddhist League be so angry and mobilize so many people?

………..

Noble Qi building!

Wei Yuan was wearing a green robe and standing on the observation deck. He looked up at the Buddha’s face that covered half of the capital city. Its body was infinitely large and hidden in the rolling dark clouds.

“Thieving Arhat!”

His eyes were calm and his back was straight. His green robe fluttered in the wind as if he was looking at fa Xiang.

In the tea room behind them, Yang Yan and Nangong qianrou sat cross-legged with their heads lowered, trying their best to resist the pressure of the Dharma form.

The higher one’s cultivation, the greater the pressure.

“The Buddhist sect is still as powerful as ever.” Wei Yuan sighed.

As he spoke, he turned back to look at his two foster sons and said lightly, ” if Xu Qi ‘an was here, I can guarantee that he would be standing. No matter what method he used, he would be standing.

Yang Yan and Nangong qianrou were ashamed.

……….

In the Imperial Palace, Emperor Yuan jing walked out of his bedroom in his dragon robe accompanied by an old eunuch. He looked up and saw the Buddha’s face with raised eyebrows, as if it was hanging above the Imperial Palace.

The pair of Buddha eyes seemed to be staring at Emperor Yuan jing.

In the Imperial Palace, the Imperial Army guards gripped their Spears as if they were facing a great enemy. Not a single one of them knelt down, nor did they reveal any fear.

The entire Palace seemed to be isolated from the majesty of the Dharma idol.

“Hmph!”

Emperor yuanjing snorted coldly and turned back to his bedroom.

………

There were millions of people in the capital city and countless martial artists, including the Jianghu people who had recently come to the capital city. Tonight, they were all trembling with fear as if doomsday was coming.

A great fear and panic rose in his heart.

At the same time, he couldn’t help but think that this was the capital, the core city of Da Feng. Could it be that no one could stop the Buddhist sect from showing off its might?

First, there was the little monk who had fought in the arena for four days without a single defeat. Tonight, there was the descent of a Dharma, which shocked the entire capital and questioned the supervisor from above.

The supervisor was Da Feng’s protector, the only first rank expert.

Where would this place the face of the Imperial court, where would the faces of the supervisors, and where would the faces of millions of people in the capital be?

Countless people were hoping that the director would take action.

Sang Bo, in the newly built mountain river temple, the founding Emperor’s sword, the brass sword, buzzed and trembled, as if waiting for its master’s call.

Amidst the anticipation of countless people, a clear whistle sounded, “”You’re too noisy!”

The voice was pleasant and had a clear texture.

Luo Yuheng, with a Lotus crown on his head, a Tai Chi fish on his body, and a cinnabar mark between his eyebrows, walked out of the quiet room, his hair dancing in the wind.

She looked up at the Buddha’s face, stretched out her white right arm, and suddenly clenched her five fingers. In the pool water, a rusty iron sword broke out of the water and fell into her palm.

Luo Yuheng gently tossed the iron sword in his hand. “Go!”

The sword Qi was like a rainbow as it rushed into the sky.

At first, it was like a thin stream of fire, like a meteorite that was going against the sky.

Soon, the tip of the sword raised an arc-shaped air shield with a diameter of 100 meters. It was the air wave formed by air resistance.

After a while, the fiery red light illuminated the Golden sky, and the golden light reflected each other. The thin line had grown to an unimaginable size.

It was like a red waterfall.

The Golden figure snorted coldly. Two giant palms reached out from the rolling black clouds, trying to catch the sword radiance.

The two Golden Palms came together and caught the sword radiance that was as bright as the Milky Way between them.