Martial Arts Domination: Start with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique
Chapter 574 - 424 Qin Zheng’s Plot! Born with a Buddha’s Heart!_2

Chapter 574: Chapter 424 Qin Zheng’s Plot! Born with a Buddha’s Heart!_2

"If the Demon Court dares to bully the lesser with their might, the Yuxu Palace would probably unleash its wrath like thunder on the spot, and the consequences would be severe."

Wang Chongshan’s tone mixed with a bit of envy, having a powerful background meant that even the Demon race dared not be too presumptuous.

Unlike the Central Immortal Dynasty, unlike them, even if they cultivated to the Great Luo, they could hardly avoid becoming the prey of the Demon race.

Qin Zheng slightly nodded, seemingly responding to Wang Chongshan, but in his heart, he felt a bit more solemn, realizing that indeed there were Primordial Strong People in this world!

Not only did the Demon race have them, but the Yuxu Palace might have them too, and perhaps the Lingshan Buddha Sect as well!

Luckily, from Wang Chongshan’s tone, it seemed that these Primordial entities restrained each other and would not easily make a move.

For him, this could be considered good news.

Thoughts surged in Qin Zheng’s mind, all in an instant, and he calmly said: "If that’s the case, then let’s go."

Hearing this, Wang Chongshan quickly gathered his thoughts, reached out to tear a rift in the void, and then said: "Please, Immortal, come with me."

After speaking, he stepped into the void rift first, disappearing from the great hall.

Qin Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and the Shariputra he had just acquired appeared in his hand. With palms together, he silently chanted in his heart: "Refine!"

Simultaneously stepping forward, he quickly followed into the void rift.

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Whoo Whoo Whoo!

A cold wind arose, howling across the land.

A heavy snow blanketed the sky, dressing the world in a coat of silver white.

A huge, towering city stood amid this land of ice and snow.

"Report!!"

Suddenly atop the city walls, a loud shout broke the silence, dispersing some of the drifting snowflakes.

"What’s the situation?"

An aged general with graying hair, full of Essence Qi Spirit, stood tall as if a spear piercing the heavens.

"Reporting to General Fan! The Demon army has not breached Shiling City!"

Fan Qingyun smiled upon hearing this and immediately said: "I knew it, that youngster Wang Chongshan has a strong foundation, not something ordinary demons can match!"

"He managed to defend Shiling City; now it’s up to our Qianshuang City."

His tone seemed casual and lighthearted as he uttered the last sentence, but a hint of solemnity flickered in his eyes.

The Water and Land Dharma Meeting was approaching, and the Demon race would spare no cost to weaken the strength of the Central Immortal Dynasty as much as possible.

Although he was a Daluo Mystic Number, stronger than the junior Wang Chongshan, correspondingly, the demons that came for him would be stronger!

Wang Chongshan could defend Shiling City, but it was uncertain whether he could defend Qianshuang City.

Thinking of this, his heart felt a bit heavy, as if clouds covered it.

"Amitabha~"

Just as his thoughts swirled, a gentle chanting of the Buddha’s name sounded, followed by a beam of Buddhist light that fell upon him.

Whoosh!

The clouds in Fan Qingyun’s heart were immediately cleared by the Buddhist light, bringing him a sense of relief.

"Brother Qingyun, you worry too much and almost carry the burden of Qianshuang City on your shoulders alone."

"You must realize that half of this burden should fall on this poor monk’s shoulders."

The newcomer was tall, with a fierce visage, at first glance appearing like a butcher or bandit, yet he wore a monk’s robe and held a calm demeanor, resembling an enlightened monk.

The odd combination of temperaments in one person did not seem conflicting; on the contrary, it added a unique charm.

"You shouldn’t have come!"

Fan Qingyun sighed softly.

Then turning to face the newcomer, he spoke again: "You were born with a Buddhist heart and reached the Daluo Mystic Number within just a millennium; your future potential is limitless!"

"This onslaught by the Demon race will not be trivial skirmishes as in the past, but a true battle of life and death!"

"If you were to fall here, even with reincarnation in the Underworld, I would be ashamed to face you!"

The monk smiled gently and responded: "This monk does not understand what Buddhist heart is, only knowing that one should support benefactors and care for the living beings later."

"If I were to leave now, without clarity in my thoughts, I would no longer have the chance to progress and would suffer backlash, causing my cultivation to regress!"

Fan Qingyun shook his head gently, then said nothing more, instead looking out towards the icy wilderness beyond the city.

"Wang Chongshan’s Shiling City has held; perhaps the Demon invasion this time will not be as severe as I imagined."

He spoke slowly.

A smile emerged on the monk’s fierce face, and he slowly said: "Brother Chongshan has accumulated enough to successfully defend a city and billions of lives, establishing boundless merit!"

Fan Qingyun seemed to think of something, then he chuckled and said, "I didn’t expect that old thief Master Bao Guang from the Golden Ray Monastery would actually make a move this time."

The expression of the monk also revealed some surprise, but it was quickly replaced by a smile, as he continued, "Well said! Well said!"

"After Master Bao Guang realizes his errors and returns to the right path, it won’t be long before he might catch a glimpse of the Daluo Golden Number!"

His smile was filled with sincerity, as if he was truly happy for someone else.

Fan Qingyun’s brow slightly arched, but he did not continue to say anything.

The Lingshan Buddha Sect had a cooperative relationship with the Central Immortal Dynasty that was based on mutual use.

But it was undeniable that these monks have indeed been a great help to the Central Immortal Dynasty.

Furthermore, the Lingshan teaches all without discrimination and has cultivated many Daluo Strong People for the Central Immortal Dynasty.

Take, for example, this person next to him. He was a native of Qianshuang City who, after receiving the true teachings of the Lingshan Buddha Sect, had an enlightened breakthrough and rapidly ascended to the Daluo Realm.

Afterwards, he bid farewell to Lingshan and returned to Qianshuang City to help defend this border city alongside him.

Ideas surged in Fan Qingyun’s mind.

Time also slowly passed by.

Boom! Boom!

The cold wind outside Qianshuang City grew more intense, almost sounding like thunder.

Fan Qingyun remained unflustered, appearing like a statue as he captured every tiny bit of activity outside Qianshuang City in his eyes.

"Amitabha~"

At that moment, the monk brought his hands together and softly chanted the Buddha’s name, his gentle expression gradually becoming serious, like a wrathful Vajra.

"The Demon race is here."

He quietly uttered four words.

Fan Qingyun did not harbor any doubts, although he was also a master of Daluo Xuan Shu and had not yet detected the movements of the Demon race, he completely trusted the monk beside him.

"Activate the formation!!"

Fan Qingyun bellowed loudly.

Boom! Boom!

The vast city began to shake.

The millennia-old snow that had accumulated on the city walls also shook off in this tremor, scattering to the ground with a thunderous crash.

And at that moment.

Swoosh!

A sharp white light suddenly emerged from the void and fiercely smashed onto the protective formation of Qianshuang City.

Boom!!

A huge roar resounded.

In the sight of the humans on the city walls, they saw a White Dragon, blending with the color of the snow, slowly returning from a transparent state.

It was he who hid in the void, even evading Fan Qingyun’s perception, attempting to stealthily launch a sneak attack on Qianshuang City!

After the attack failed, he serpentine swirled back into the sky, his silver-blue eyes coldly observing the two Daluo on the city wall.

"Fan Xin... You actually didn’t leave."

The White Dragon spoke slowly.

The monk now revealed his wrathful Vajra expression, and his calm and gentle aura became extremely violent.

"How could this humble monk dare to leave when everyone is coming?!"

He uttered lowly, as radiant golden light began to surge from his body.

The White Dragon, however, was not irritated, but calmly spoke: "This time, invading Qianshuang City, we of the Demon race have brought a Daluo Golden Number."

"If you leave now, this lord will give Lingshan some face and let you go."

"If you continue to delude yourself and earnestly seek death, then we will have no choice but to bury you along with the countless lives of Qianshuang City!"

The White Dragon’s voice was calm.

But in Fan Qingyun’s ears, it was like a thunderclap exploding!

Without a second thought, he turned around, his hand falling onto the monk’s shoulder, ready to apply force and throw the monk out of the city.

But the monk was immovable as if rooted to the ground, and even with Fan Qingyun’s power from the Power Divine Storage Second Realm, he couldn’t push him at all.

"Don’t you leave quickly! With a Daluo Golden Number coming, what use is there for you to stay here?!"

Fan Qingyun shouted urgently.

The monk did not budge at all, chanting the Buddha’s name once more, then calmly smiled: "How can my Buddha heart be shaken by a mere Daluo Golden Number?"