Fantasy: Prince Peerless, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 318 The Desperate Qilin Emperor

After leaving the Nine-Layer Holy Court, Emperor Qilin headed to the Western Region without stopping, and after spending a lot of time on his martial arts, he successfully arrived at Leiyin Temple.

Many holy places were hostile to an unfamiliar Emperor Realm warrior, so every time he passed a holy place, Emperor Qilin had to visit him and obtain a customs clearance certificate.

“Finally we’re here!”

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Emperor Qilin looked at the dense forest around him, his face covered in dust was full of exhaustion.

"Who is coming? Tell me your name!"

A novice monk on duty spotted Emperor Qilin, his eyes full of vigilance, and he scolded in a deep voice.

"I have come to the Holy Lord of Qilin Holy Land and want to visit you to preside over it!"

Emperor Qilin frowned slightly, and was actually scolded by a novice monk in the saint realm. This made him secretly angry, but after all, he had something to ask for, so he still said it politely.

There was nothing he could do. Leiyin Temple was a force of the second era, and its overall strength was powerful. Although it was not as good as the Nine-layer Holy Court, it was far more powerful than the Kirin Holy Land.

Here, his identity is not easy to use!

"Senior, please wait a moment!"

The little novice monk looked at Emperor Qilin in surprise, clasped his hands in respect, turned around and ran into the mountain.

About a quarter of an hour later, the young novice returned the same way, pointed to the road behind and said: "Senior, if you follow this road, you can enter the great world of the West!"

Xitian World is the sect residence of Leiyin Temple. It is a ninth-level mustard world.

"Um!"

Emperor Qilin nodded, followed the steps to the top of the mountain, and then, led by a monk, passed through the world space passage and entered the great world of the West.

At a glance, there are misty clouds, thousands of golden lights, thousands of mountains hollowed out, and billions of Buddha statues carved out. The sound of Buddha echoes in the void, restoring tranquility to people's impatient moods.

In the center of the Western World, there is a golden palace suspended, with tens of thousands of Buddhas sitting cross-legged, hands clasped together, exuding a powerful aura.

On the top of the Buddha's seat, an old man wearing cassock, with a white beard, and holding a Buddhist bead, cross-legged on an eighth-grade golden lotus, and recited Buddhist scriptures, which echoed in the sky.

In the bliss of the Western Heaven, I forget the three thousand worries of the mortal world.

"Host, the guests are here!"

The warrior monk led Emperor Qilin into the palace, bent slightly, put his hands together and saluted.

"Amitabha! The poor monk has met the donor!"

The host stopped chanting and spoke very kindly.

"Meet the host!"

Emperor Qilin did not dare to act casually and respected the etiquette. On the one hand, he was asking for help, and on the other hand, he was amazed at the power of Leiyin Temple.

He found that there were two invisible auras in the treasure hall, most of which were of the ancient Great Emperor realm, and there were five auras like him, which were of the ordinary Emperor realm.

It can be seen that the strength of Leiyin Temple is much greater than that of Qilin Holy Land.

"President, I am here to seek help this time. My most valued heir was kidnapped by the Eternal Life Pavilion. I visited the Nine Levels Holy Emperor before and he said that you had rescued a disciple from the Eternal Life Pavilion!"

Emperor Qilin got straight to the point and explained his purpose.

In the treasure hall, thousands of Buddhas who had closed their eyes to meditate suddenly opened their eyes, showing complex expressions, including fear, worry, and surprise.

It is not difficult to see that they have also heard of the reputation of Yongsheng Pavilion.

"The poor monk already knows the benefactor's intention, but I'm sorry that Leiyin Temple cannot provide help!"

Ruyuan thought for a moment and then spoke slowly, his voice was calm, neither sad nor happy.

"Host, everyone says that my family is compassionate. Please save my son. As long as Leiyin Temple can help, I am willing to pay any price!"

Emperor Qilin panicked and quickly begged, even making a heavy oath.

You know, with his oath, if Leiyin Temple rescued Shen Youlin and asked him to be Leiyin Temple's slave, he would not be able to refuse.

"Alas! It's not that the poor monk doesn't want to save him, it's that he doesn't have the strength to save him!"

Ruyuan sighed and asked quietly: "Do you know who the disciples were rescued in the second era of Leiyin Temple?"

"Please give me a clear explanation from the host!"

Emperor Qilin shook his head and said.

"In the second era, Buddha attained enlightenment under the bodhi tree and founded Buddhism, which was divided into Leiyin Temple, White Horse Temple, and Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. The three temples all respected the Buddha and became the number one power at that time!"

"At that time, the Eternal Life Pavilion had begun to kidnap special physiques everywhere. At that time, the sect had a generation of geniuses, with the sixth-ranked 'Tathagata Body of Three Times', and was accepted by the Buddha as his direct disciple!"

"In order to protect his disciples, Buddha evolved a clone, used the clone to disguise himself as a disciple, and then disguised his disciples!"

"The Buddha's concern was correct. Only half a year later, the Eternal Life Pavilion abducted the Buddha's evolved clone!"

"As for the back, Buddha followed the clone and found the Eternal Life Pavilion."

Having said this, Ruyuan shook her head, clasped her hands together, and recited a Buddhist chant: "Amitabha!"

No need for Ruyuan to explain, Emperor Qilin also understood what happened next. It turned out that the person rescued by Leiyin Temple was not a disciple, but just a clone, and it was the Buddha himself who took action.

In this way, to save Shen Youlin, we must ask the Buddha to take action. But is there any way to get the Buddha to come out?

"Don't even think about asking Buddha to take action. Buddha passed away after returning from Yongsheng Pavilion!"

Perhaps seeing Emperor Qilin's little thoughts, Ruyuan said again, closed his eyes and continued to recite Buddhist scriptures.

Thousands of Buddhas in the hall once again closed their eyes to comprehend the Buddha's way.

"Thank you for hosting!"

Emperor Qilin bowed slightly and left the palace in despair. His expression was in a trance. It was not until he left the Western World that he returned to normal. He gritted his teeth and said, "Great Qin, it's all the fault of Great Qin!"

"If it weren't for the Great Qin Divine Court, Emperor Huo Lin would not have fallen, I would not have taken action, and my son would not have disappeared!"

"Qin Wudao, when I return, I will kill you with a thousand knives!"

A strong resentment erupted from the Qilin Emperor's body, condensing into a black cloud above his head, and the surrounding trees instantly lost their vitality.

The monk leading the way quietly clenched the wooden stick in his hand, ready to take action at any time.

"Amitabha!"

On the eighth-grade golden lotus, Ruyuan shook his head slightly, closed his eyes and said: "There are still two months left, and the first wave of spiritual energy will come. You must seize the opportunity and strive to understand the Buddha's way!"

"I will obey the decree of the presiding officer!"

The Buddhas replied softly.

Zhongyu!

In the mysterious canyon!

A group of men in black gathered together, filled with an aura of terror.

"Two months later, the first wave of spiritual energy will arrive. We must seize the time and must not delay the master's plan!"

The master of the Yongsheng Pavilion, standing at the front, ordered in a deep voice.

"As you command!"

All the men in black robes bowed.

"Pavilion Master, according to intelligence, Emperor Qilin has been running around the mainland recently, preparing to rescue Shen Youlin, do you want to"

A man in black robe made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"No need, all the major holy places are waiting for the spiritual energy tide to arrive, but they don't have time to pay attention to the Qilin Emperor, so go down and prepare!"

The master of the Yongsheng Pavilion showed a sneer and said nonchalantly.

(End of chapter)