Chapter 540: Chapter 83: One Flower One World, One Leaf One Bodhi

Under the cold night sky, the blood moon cast a hazy glow.

In the southern region of the Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas, Ga She stood face to face with Long Xuhu.

“Outsider, the sanctity of our Buddha’s name is not to be desecrated! The majesty of our Buddha’s reputation is not to be sullied! Are you prepared for your soul to scatter and perish?” Ga She glared at Long Xuhu with sinister eyes, as if he wished he could devour him.

“Hahaha, your Buddha is your own; I’m not concerned with which stalk of scallion he is!” Long Xuhu laughed heartily toward the sky, even mockingly picking his nose.

“Hmph, those who desecrate our Buddha shall thank sin with death!” Ga She was near obsessive in his worship of “our Buddha” in his words, leaving no room for anyone to profane. He was evidently enraged and ready for true wrath.

“Whoosh!”

The Heavenly Vault suddenly sprayed out golden flowers, dazzling and lustrous, their endless radiant glow piercing to the bone and bringing relief to everyone.

Yet, amidst these radiant golden flowers was endless killing intent; every petal could be a killer, and numerous Small Thousand Worlds were unfolding, appearing out of nothingness.

Li Qingming, concealed within the Array, watched the rain of flowers fill the sky, his eyes flickering, muttering: “A flower represents a world, a leaf represents enlightenment! What a spectacular emergence of the Small Thousand World! Fellow Daoist Shakyamuni, this grand monk is indeed using authentic Buddhist techniques!”

Shakyamuni slightly nodded, saying, “Judging by his stance, it seems he has acquired the most orthodox teachings of the Zen Sect. However, I am curious, where exactly did he acquire this method?”

Li Qingming shook his head, saying, “This Path to Heaven is becoming more and more mysterious to us. Perhaps by capturing them, some of the confusion will be lifted.”

Shakyamuni’s smile faded, his expression becoming grave: “The little monk feels there’s a great secret on the Path to Heaven, and this Endless Buddha Realm is but a small station along the journey; it’s likely difficult to provide us with answers.”

“Let’s do our humanly best, and leave the rest to fate!” Li Qingming brushed his sleeves, “Alright, let’s enjoy the show of Xu Hu being tormented!”

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“Damn it, what’s with a grown man messing with such fancy flowery things?” Long Xuhu hopped left and right among the rain of golden flowers, afraid of being swallowed by them.

“Desecrating our Buddha, you better accept death swiftly!” Ga She’s hands danced up and down, stirring the Void to produce strands of golden lines.

“Damn it, you really think you can scare me? Take this!” Tired of jumping around, Long Xuhu swung his Wind and Thunder Hammer, shattering the petals shooting towards him. With a quick sidestep, he wielded the hammer straight at Ga She’s chest.

“Immovable Vajra!” Ga She’s eyes exploded open, a burst of dazzling golden light shooting from his bald head, wrapping his entire body.

Gradually, Ga She transformed into an imposing, angry-eyed Vajra.

He wore a Glazed Law Flower Crown atop his head, his upper body bare, his eyes emitting chilling killing intent. In each of his hands, he held a Golden Mace, completely disregarding the Wind and Thunder Hammer striking his chest, lifting his maces and smashing them forward.

“Clang!”

The Wind and Thunder Hammer, carrying an unrivaled momentum, shattered the Void, ferociously striking the chest of the Vajra Ga She had become, resonating with a deafening clang.

Almost at the same time, the Golden Maces in Vajra’s hands landed precisely on Long Xuhu’s shoulders.

“Retreat your hand!” Vajra bellowed angrily, forcefully pressing down with the Golden Maces.

“Ah!”

Long Xuhu’s shoulders were in pain, the hefty Wind and Thunder Hammer slipping from his grasp, falling to the ground.

“Hmph, outsider, go to your death!” Ga She, the Vajra, relentlessly pursued his advantage, pressing the attack. His left mace targeted the upper route, aiming for Long Xuhu’s head; his right mace struck the middle route, plunging straight into Long Xuhu’s Dan Tian Purple Mansion.

This move was particularly ruthless; if both maces struck true, not only would the Primordial Spirit Sea be broken, but the Qi Sea True Essence would also be thoroughly destroyed. By then, Long Xuhu would undoubtedly be dead beyond dead.

This could well be what is meant by “Through the angry-eyed Vajra, the four demons are subdued!”

“Demon monk, do not harm my junior brother!”

Just as the double maces were about to hit Long Xuhu, Li Qingming finally burst out from the hidden Array. Casually releasing two streaks of Qing light, he blocked the attack of the Golden Maces and rescued Long Xuhu.

“Another one?” Ga She squinted, feeling an inexplicable pressure emanating from Li Qingming.

“Kasyapa, Anan, deal with that oddly looking outsider. Leave this fellow in green clothes to me!” Ga She waved his hand to signal his two brothers to take care of Long Xuhu, while the Vajra he had transformed into cast the pair of maces into the Void, merging them into the blanket of golden flowers.

In an instant, the Void shone brightly with golden light; falling blossoms like rain obscured the sky.

Amid this, Vajra’s solemn and imposing figure stood, his large fanning hands never stopping, each golden petal evolving.

“Poof!”

A flower represents a world; a leaf represents enlightenment! Endless golden flowers evolved into endless Small Thousand Worlds, turning this place into a realm of dreams and illusions.

“Xiao Er, Erlang, send Xu Hu into the Array and hand him over to Fellow Daoist Shakyamuni for treatment of his injuries. You two deal with these two monks swiftly, quick battle, quick resolution!” Seeing the golden flowers approaching, Li Qingming tossed Long Xuhu out.

Then he surged forward at great speed, darting through the Small Thousand Worlds of the heavens, continuously spinning punches, trying to fight his way close to Vajra.

Yet as one flower withers, another blooms anew; this cycle repeats endlessly, and the Small Thousand World is ceaselessly renewed. Li Qingming punches continuously, one after another, still unable to extinguish them all.

“Who would have thought that this Buddhist technique could be employed so skillfully by this bald monk. Praise is indeed warranted!” Li Qingming secretly marveled in his heart, yet his hands didn’t stop moving for a moment.

Yang Jian, who has just dragged Long Xuhu into the formation, along with Li Qingquan, upon seeing this scene, couldn’t help but be slightly stunned.

The Vajra focuses solely on long-range attacks, utilizing the power of the myriad Small Thousand Worlds to suppress the enemy, entirely isolating himself from his foe. Such a tactic virtually ensures his position of innate invincibility.

However, their surprise paled in comparison to that of the Kasyapa brothers and Shakyamuni.

Li Qingquan and the others noticed only the might of the myriad Small Thousand Worlds, yet failed to notice that Li Qingming’s martial prowess was also astonishingly formidable.

A whole Small Thousand World’s worth of force, yet Li Qingming dispelled it with a single punch, without showing the slightest sign of fatigue, pressing on relentlessly towards Vajra Ga She.

What kind of brute force is this?

“Outsider, your attacks are futile against me!” Angry-eyed Vajra bared his teeth with a big laugh, his voice like a tolling bell, Buddha Light surging tumultuously, a true Dharma-protecting King of the Buddhist Sect.

As flowers bloom and fade, small worlds crumble and evolve again, endlessly solidifying and perfecting, aiming to completely encase Li Qingming.

“Bald monk, your head really shines bright in this nighttime, even more dazzling than the blood moon!” Li Qingming remained unmoved, even openly mocking.

“Damn creatures of the future, after clearing you filth away, I will extract your souls and offer them to my Buddha. Meet your demise!” Vajra Ga She glared with fury, the erupting Buddha Power illuminating the Cangqiong as if it were gold.

Suddenly, a golden Nine-Grade Lotus appeared beneath him, his robust arms glowing, a resplendent Buddha Light spread across the Cangqiong, penetrating the heavens.

Vajra glares down upon mankind, the Golden Lotus evolves countless golden flowers, a sparkling rain of blooms manifesting one small world after another, uttering a low shout, “Bodhi World!”

“Boom!”

A thought blooms into flowers—in this instant, all the golden flowers burst open, filling the world with golden Buddha Power, its brilliant Buddha Light becoming the sun in the sky, illuminating the earth.

Myriads of Small Thousand Worlds evolve together and continue to merge, attempting to form a Small Thousand Realm that seals the Cangqiong.

At this moment, the Golden Sun and the Blood Moon rise together, two different glows drawing the power of the entire Ancient Star.

In the distance, streams of golden brilliance constantly pierce through the Heavenly Vault, leaving behind rainbows. Those are the monks from earlier, wishing to know what has transpired here.

Unlike the previous individual Small Thousand Worlds, this is a real small world being derived, though the expense of Buddha Power and Heart Power is terrifying, Ga She deemed it necessary.

Because the green-robed man in front of him is indeed dangerous, far too dangerous!

Small Thousand Worlds cycle, small worlds evolve; this is a fearsome holy technique of the Buddhist Sect, which in Li Qingming’s view, even in the Huaxia Heaven and Earth, hardly a few from within the Buddhist Sect can utilize.

It is apparent that the fellow in front of him is immensely higher in cultivation than himself.

“Hum!”

The small world finally forms, enclosing both Vajra Ga She and Li Qingming within.

Li Qingming summons the Qiankun Ruler, holding it by the handle as he charges forward, tauntingly saying, “Bald donkey, it’s nothing more than the evolution of a small world. I can still kill you!”

“Is that so?” Vajra Ga She smiles faintly, casually waving a hand, and a long knife, formed entirely from Space Power, appears out of nowhere and slashes towards Li Qingming.

Li Qingming’s expression changes slightly as he lifts up the ruler to block.

“Crack!”

A faint sound cuts through the Heavenly Vault; the long knife is shattered by the Qiankun Ruler, but Li Qingming is also solidly forced to retreat a step.

“Not bad at all!” Li Qingming looked at Ga She with a hint of surprise, not expecting this small world to be so formidable.

“Let’s continue!” Li Qingming says as he leaps into the fray.

To be honest, after so many years of tranquility, just for the sake of incessantly traveling, he was also itching for a fight. Today, encountering such a powerful opponent here, it would truly be a disservice to himself not to vent thoroughly.

Li Qingming pushes his Nine Revolutions Mystical Technique to the limit, brandishing the Qiankun Ruler and engaging in a fierce battle with Vajra Ga She.

Vajra Ga She manipulates the various forces within the small world, fighting Li Qingming with all his might.

“Bang, boom, clang…”

Powerful surges of Qi Force ripple throughout the entire small world.

The Kasyapa brothers, Li Qingquan’s group, as well as the monks who have just arrived, are all stunned.

Over the years, they have never witnessed such an intense battle. The earth-shattering, unrivaled prowess deeply shook their spirits. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)