Chapter 60 The Lonely Warrior late at night. The bright moon just happened to peek out from above the clouds. Pinggong Qianye, who was reading scriptures in the main hall and had not yet gone home to rest, noticed that there seemed to be something dirty approaching outside. Open the temple door and walk out to see what's going on. He saw a dark shadow, shaped like a big black dog, gathering into a black mist, stirring up a strong wind, and swooping down towards where he was. There was a flash of surprise in Pinggong Qianye's eyes. How could there be an evil spirit that dared to come straight at him like this? And I was in my own temple, in front of the statue of Vairocana! Does it really know what such behavior means? Hiramiya Chiye doesn't dare to say that he is invincible, but he has the complete advantage of being at home. Unless a terrifying existence like the legendary great monster Shuten Douji or the Sixth Heaven Demon King comes, it will be possible for them to compete with him.
Aren’t those other little monsters, evil spirits and the like, just delivering goods to your door? What a lone hero. Pinggong Chiye sighed from the bottom of his heart. The big black dog, which was the result of Ikegami Haruno's deepest obsession for revenge, rushed over swiftly and soon arrived about one meter in front of Hiramiya Chiye. At this time, Pinggong Qianye, who had been standing still, calmly raised his right hand and slowly pushed it forward. In front of the palm, between heaven and earth, it seemed as if a dazzling golden Buddha wall was erected, stretching across the path that the big black dog must pass. Difficult to overcome and difficult to move forward. The big black dog transformed by Chi Shangyuanye had his dark eyes filled with horror and fear at this moment. In front of him, the young man who was about to die in his hands just now seemed like a living Buddha. With a casual stretch of his hand, a golden Buddha wall instantly appeared on the ground, making it impossible to cross or move forward. With his limited wisdom, he could only feel that his own figure was gradually shrinking, while the opponent's figure was constantly expanding and enlarging. The gap is indescribable, an absolute gap that is as different as heaven and earth! "Very good, you are the first evil spirit that dares to attack alone like this." Pinggong Qianye stared at the big black dog in front of him and whispered softly: "Going all out is the greatest respect for the lone hero." What lone hero? No, I didn’t. I just took the wrong path and found the wrong person. You have to believe me! The deepest fear from the depths of his soul began to surface at this moment, and Ikegami Harano actually briefly regained full consciousness at this moment. He has gradually realized the seriousness of the problem. In front of us is an indestructible and insurmountable golden Buddha wall, and all around, it seems as if a golden Buddhist kingdom is spreading and forming. Buddha, Bodhisattva, Vajra... are interwoven into the Vajra Realm Mandala and the Garbha Realm Mandala. In the very center, there is a statue of Vairocana Tathagata descending. Ikegami Yuanye was shocked to find that the number of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Vajras he had known and worshipped in his life was probably less than one-third of the number here.
No, is it necessary to use such a big fuss to deal with a newborn evil spirit like myself? It hasn’t even been a day since I became an evil spirit. No, not even half a day! Forget it, I'm tired, just let it be, let everything be destroyed. After being shocked, Ikegami Yuanye completely gave up struggling. He would definitely not survive the night anyway. No, he definitely won’t survive the next minute. As for revenge for Erlang, he no longer dared to have such an idea. Because revenge against a person may still have a chance of success, but revenge against a living Buddha, there is absolutely no possibility of success. call. There seemed to be a wind blowing. Ikegami Yuanye watched with his own eyes as his body turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated. There was brilliant Buddha light all around, with many Buddhas standing in a row, Bodhisattvas with lowered brows, and Vajra with angry eyes. To die in such a country must be a very honorable thing, right? Maybe? When the smoke dissipated, the surrounding Buddha light also dissipated, and the Vajra Realm Mandala and the Garbha Realm Mandala also dispersed one after another. Pinggong Qianye looked towards the statue of Vairocana Tathagata, bowed his head, clasped his hands together and chanted "Amitabha". The image of Vairocana Tathagata slowly shrank and returned to the Vairocana Tathagata statue in the main hall. Oh, I seem to have forgotten to ask about the origins of this lone hero. Never mind, the lone hero is also a nameless person, which is very appropriate. Pinggong Qianye did not think too much about this question. He glanced at the silent world around him and slowly closed the temple door again. He didn't take this little incident tonight too seriously, even though the noise was indeed a bit loud, like using a nuclear bomb to kill a mosquito. But after all, he was the first lone hero to come and provoke him, so Pinggong Qianye still felt that he should be given a more decent death. The first time, it should be a little different. In the dead of night, the power of Buddha spreads across the turbulent and desolate river. The Arakawa River originates from Mt. Kobu-Nobunaga, flows into Mt. Chichibu, passes through the basin, crosses the Nagatoro Valley, and flows northward through Osato County and Yorii Town into the Kanto Plain. The lower reaches turn southeast at Kumagaya and flow into the Jianchuan River in Kawagoe City. After passing Saitama, it flows east again, exits the Sumida River, and finally enters Edo Bay. There have been rumors since ancient times that there is a guardian and ruler in the depths of Arakawa, the Lord of Arakawa, who suppresses the ghosts of Arakawa and controls the water of Arakawa. People living along the banks of the Arakawa River worship it as a god, worship it devoutly and pray for its protection. At this time, deep in an unknown section of the Arakawa River, the waves were rolling, and a burly figure was looking towards the distant Weilian Ancient Temple. Even from a long distance, one could vaguely sense the supreme Buddha's power coming from afar. That power was so terrifying that some little monsters living in the Arakawa River basin were trembling in fear and feeling uneasy. Even though they knew that the terrifyingly strong Buddha's might was not directed at them, their fear of power still made them unable to calm down. Alas, that monk is becoming more and more terrifying.
Fortunately, I have never liked to show up in public and prefer to stay in the dark. Otherwise, he would have discovered me and come to my house long ago. The Lord of Arakawa hid deep in the Arakawa River, looking towards the direction of Weilian Ancient Temple and murmured softly. If it weren't for Arakawa as his territory and barrier, he believed that the young monk would definitely smell the scent and come to him. While Lord Arakawa was thinking, a black fog formed by evil energy swaggered past Arakawa, not concealing its breath at all, and rushed straight here. You idiot, are you trying to lure that scary monk here? The Lord of Arakawa angrily rolled up a column of water, which swept the black mist into the depths of Arakawa, and he himself dived deeper into Arakawa. And control the surrounding waters so that the water of Arakawa is calm and normal. "Lord Arakawa, I am the messenger of the Evil Lord. You, you treat me like this, do you want to go to war with the Evil Lord directly?" The black fog wrapped in the water of Arakawa was frightened and condensed into the form of a crow, which was now shouting at the top of its lungs. "Next time you come here and dare to be so reckless, I will grind your body into powder and sprinkle it into the Arakawa River to feed the fish!" The black crow shuddered with fear. It could understand that Lord Arakawa was definitely not joking. "I, I will come secretly next time." Black Crow lowered his always proud head. Lord Arakawa glanced at it and said nothing more. Although this place was far away from the ancient Weilian Temple, it was still better to be careful. Although I would not lose to that monk, who would want to provoke such a powerful enemy? "Great Lord Arakawa, the murderer wants to ask you, if you want to ask for the hand in marriage of the Snow Girl, what kind of betrothal gift do you need?" When Lord Arakawa's anger subsided a little, Black Crow quickly explained his purpose. Propose to the Snow Girl? Haha, dream on! The Snow Woman aspires to become the deity in charge of snow and wind throughout Japan, and she doesn't even consider marriage. Lord Arakawa sneered in his heart with disdain, but he did not want to directly offend the Seven Sinners. "The Snow Woman loves snow and wind the most. The day of the marriage proposal should be when Mount Fuji is covered with snow. The offer is to be the god who controls the snow and wind in all of Japan." Lord Arakawa slowly gave his answer. As for whether he could do it or succeed, that was none of his business. If it weren't for the fact that the Arakawa River basin passed through too many places and had dealings with the territories occupied by the Seven Sinners, he wouldn't want to bother with this deeply mentally ill patient. He always has his mind set on one thing and sometimes even fights with himself. The black crow, having gotten the answer, crowed happily a few times, and soon came ashore from a secluded river channel in Arakawa, turned into a black crow and flew away. (End of this chapter)