I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 3457: Chapter 1709: Great Brahma Dragon Sound Purifies Spiritual Will, Cold Desolation Fills the Lord Below

At that time, there was a monk from the Buddhist Sect located in the Western Desert, staring at the Dao Imparting Mirror buried in the sand, feeling his heart grow cold:

“Zhengxin Buddha?”

“Isn’t he the one who entered Nirvana a thousand years ago…”

“Abbot! Abbot Youxi! Something has happened, something big has happened!” A young monk ran towards the direction of the deep mountains.

The monks who were watching were all startled.

Some whose minds were not well-trained were eager to rush out and drag Pei Yuan from the Dead Sea in the Central Region here… to question him.

Yes, question him properly.

How could the Shariputra of Zhengxin Buddha from a thousand years ago be in his hands?

But soon, from a far distance beyond the skies, the voice of Abbot Youxi came, with a touch of sigh:

“It’s only Holy Blood.”

“It’s only a trace of will from the Master Zhengxin.”

“It seems this person has some good ties with our Buddhist Sect, but that should have been… a thousand years ago.”

Good ties from a thousand years ago?

The wind and sand from the Western Region are too strong.

In front of the Dao Imparting Mirror, the young monks were blown so dizzy that each was frightened, closing their eyes, bowing their heads, and joining hands:

“Amitabha Buddha.”

In the ancient temple within the deep mountains and forests, Abbot Youxi was still standing with a big belly, standing on the crumbling walls and dilapidated tiles.

He looked far away at the lingering sunset on the horizon, solving the confusion of the sky, but also increasing his own bewilderment:

“Great Brahma Dragon Sound?”

“Great Brahma Dragon Sound, starting from the walking monk, ending at the walking monk, never thought it could be heard again today?”

He shook his head and withdrew his gaze from the horizon.

His hands joined loosely, large ears drooping, belly wobbling, and then he duang-ed down from the ancient temple.

“When Yin and Yang meet, evil is upon us, heaven is about to change.”

…

“Om…”

“Om Mani…”

“Om Mani Padme Hum…”

In the Dao Imparting Mirrors across the five regions, a Buddhist chant started slow and gradually fastened.

With the speeding up of speech and clarity of tone, everyone’s heartbeats were activated, accelerating at last, pounding wildly.

Chaos!

Crack!

Madness!

This infinitely repeating Six-character Mantra brought not tranquility and enlightenment.

Everyone felt their eardrums were about to burst, their brains were about to explode.

“What sound is this?”

“What spiritual technique is this?”

Pei Yuan was at times devout, at times frenzied, both towards Buddha and entered magic, completely irrational.

Yet as he formed the golden Shariputra, the Buddhist sound resonating in the Dead Sea was even more mad than that spreading through the five regions.

“Ah——”

In the Black Stone Prison, a series of painful screams echoed.

Many strange figures and mutated beasts clutched their heads rolling on the ground, still mastering Black Stone Prison’s isolation!

Behind the water path, the demi-saint refugee group was sealed from power.

Even Beibei couldn’t withstand the first note of the Buddhist sound, the Supreme Emperor Sword couldn’t shield against the sound wave attack, she is already bleeding from seven apertures.

“Retreat!”

“Retreat quickly!”

Fang Wenxin clutched his forehead with one hand, feeling his head splitting into eight pieces, unable to look directly at the Pei Yuan true body of Buddhism and magic at the center of the battlefield.

He felt some terrifying force was gathering there, that a bit later, everyone might have to account for here.

“To the Black Stone Prison!”

Beibei found a trace of clarity, swung the Great Sword, pulled out the Ruler Order, leading everyone into an empty Black Stone Prison.

At the last moment, she glanced back.

The stormy waves of the Dead Sea, with raging tides, only that solitary black figure submerged and unmoved.

“Can he endure it?”

And far away, accompanying the speeding of the Buddhist sound, the golden light of the Shariputra stretched for ten thousand spans.

Behind Pei Yuan, gathering to form a vast, boundless majestic apparition!

That apparition…

That apparition is…

Beibei glanced at it, almost drawn in spirit.

Fortunately, Fang Wenxin pulled her into the Black Stone Prison and shut the door, returning her mind.

“Temple?”

…

In the South Underworld Deep Sea, Dao Qiongcang bore a shocked expression.

In front of him, the Heaven Secrets Curtain displayed.

Behind Pei Yuan, a golden temple phantom spanning the universe…

The phantom was too faint.

Faint to the point of almost being unnoticeable to the naked eye, making it impossible to discern anything.

But Dao Qiongcang’s memory of that sight was too profound, a mere glance awoke the dormant shock:

The temple stands upright and high as ten thousand layers;

Golden bricks and tiles, sparkling with brilliance.

Beneath the temple, ten thousand monks, bare chested and on golden robes;

Tiger eyes gleaming, stepping uniformly.

“Ten thousand monks carrying the temple, thousand Buddhas returning to the tower… is this You Yuan’s ‘Great Brahma Dragon Sound’?”

When the bewildering Buddhist sound echoed with those countless layered footsteps, and that heavy temple followed step by step, weighing on the heart and spirit.

Dao Qiongcang’s goosebumps all stood up.

Within the Heaven Secrets Curtain, the illusory “aspect of ten thousand monks carrying the temple” was in fact too shallow.

Shallow to the point where it’s impossible to see what color or pose the monks beneath the temple were, or even if they were monks.

But the shock brought by the “Great Brahma Dragon Sound” to the past Ten High Nobles was not lessened by Pei Yuan’s lack of skill at the moment.

In a certain instant, Dao Qiongcang even thought he’d miscalculated.

Pei Yuan might actually be Ai Cangsheng’s supreme move carried behind, a move strong enough to commandingly kill Xu Xiaoshou in the Dead Sea!

Dao Qiongcang dared not delay, flipping through all relevant information about “Pei Yuan” and “Great Brahma Dragon Sound.”

This information was automatically refined by Xiao Qi, making it easy to understand and taking a closer look…

In fact, upon closer inspection, they were not matters that could cause any waves.

Pei Yuan was indeed a historical figure from a thousand years ago.

In his era, he had battled with Holy Emperor Fengtian Feng Yujin, and ended in a miserable defeat.

This is not important, what’s important is “a thousand years ago”!

A thousand years ago, the Buddhist Sect was manifest with Holy Emperor’s relics, though secluded, compared to the current Western Region Buddhist Sect, was indeed worldly.