"Abi Kāya" translates to "creation and destruction" in ancient Sanskrit. The "Abi Kāya Agnihotra Mantra" is a forbidden technique in Tantric Buddhism, said to wield the most mysterious and powerful force in the universe: karma!
Karma governs the cycle of cause and effect for all things, is the root of destruction, and also the foundation of creation. The birth, growth, decay, and death of all things in the world are all within a single thought.
However, these five people obviously stole the learning and did not completely master it. In fact, this was a remnant of the scriptures that Huīyún and Huīhǎi accidentally discovered in the secret chamber of the Potala Palace. Later, the two men found that this remnant scripture was actually a kind of magical technique. The five people studied hard until just a few days ago when they could barely master it together. After trying it out, it turned out to be an earth-shattering magic spell. The five people were overjoyed and took this opportunity to come to the Central Plains to settle old scores and end years of grudges.
They themselves didn't know the name of this magic, yet the Seven-Colored Fairy called it out in one breath. The five scattered people from the Western Regions also felt surprised, but now was clearly not the time for surprise. Each of the five operated their internal energy, their faces turned iron-green, and the true yuan burst forth from their bodies. Around each of them formed a distinct transparent aura, accompanied by the collapse of space, expanding and contracting, gradually even absorbing light into it.
In the space of about ten zhang in diameter, it was dark and gloomy, and no one could be seen. Those girls who had just been dispersed by the aura were at a loss, and they couldn't get close to the battlefield at all. Occasionally, some girls seemed to use magic treasures to attack, but as soon as they touched the dark space, their magic treasures were crushed into powder.
The oppressive atmosphere grew thicker, and these girls could only watch anxiously from a distance. There was no way for them to get close, with six mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, plus forbidden spells and ancient treasures, how could these late-stage Qi Refining girls possibly approach?
The Seven-Colored Fairy has summoned the true form of the "Seven-Colored Relic Pagoda", a massive sphere of seven-colored crystal light. The strange symbol, like Mount Tai pressing down on top of the sphere, is absorbing streams of black light that are gathering onto it, growing larger and larger. A faint cracking sound reaches Zhou Qing's ears as several cracks appear on the surface of the seven-colored crystal sphere.
Zhou Qing knew that the Seven-Colored Fairy was about to collapse, and the "Seven-Colored Sheli Treasure Pavilion" was a Buddhist treasure, but with the Seven-Colored Fairy's power, it couldn't be fully utilized, similar to when Zhou Qing used the Blood-Transforming Knife. Moreover, the "Seven-Colored Sheli Treasure Pavilion" was a defensive-type magic treasure, and as the saying goes, "Hardness cannot last, softness cannot guard", being at a disadvantage wasn't surprising.
"Thief, how dare you!" Cloudy Fairy's anxious voice came from afar again, the sound waves rolling in, and it seemed to be getting closer. From the dark collapsed space, a sharp cry of the True Spirit echoed: "Cloudy is still dozens of miles away, we will use our full strength to kill her, and then deal with the Seven-Colored Fairy!" The other four people responded in unison, and suddenly the strange talisman grew by half again, and the seven-colored crystal light was about to shatter.
Zhou Qing saw that if he didn't take action, it might be too late. At the critical moment, Zhou Qing made a stunning appearance, wearing a feathered robe and star crown. Zhou Qing had seen Bai Qi's attire in the painting "Mountain and River Society" and thought it was very distinctive. After returning, he used his own skills to make one for himself. The stars on the feathered robe shone brightly, with the sun and moon forming a halo, perfectly matching the style of the leader of the Zhou Qing sect.
But this material is just ordinary, it's just ordinary silk, paired with Zhou Qing's white gold thread that has been tempered with the three flavors of true fire, and embroidered. When facing an enemy, let alone flying sword killings, even a small five thunder curse can tear it apart. It's purely something that looks good but is useless, but it's at least a hundred times better than the original city boy outfit, at least now it looks like a decent full truth except for being a bit young.
"How dare you hurt someone in front of our sect leader, don't you put our Tiandao Sect in your eyes!" Zhou Qingyun activated his true yuan and spoke slowly, each word was like thunder rolling in the void, and finally, the three words "Tiandao Sect" condensed into a golden light in the sky, shining brightly with an imposing momentum.
As they spoke, Zhou Qing didn't idle around either. With a vacant expression, his entire body was clad in fluttering feathered robes, with the radiance of the sun, moon and stars flashing about him. A golden large hand burst forth from the void, transforming eight times in mid-air before surging forward against the wind, increasing in size by dozens of times. In terms of volume, it was actually three parts larger than the Symbolic Records that the Five Scattered Immortals of the Western Domain had conjured up.
This golden large hand is the true yuan in Zhou Qing's body, condensed by the power of his law body and absorbed from the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy. This hand has borrowed from Xuan Yuan Fa Wang's soul blood hand, and also mixed some other methods, its power is quite good, and the scene is magnificent. Zhou Qing estimated that with the cooperation of Qi Cai Xian Zi's "Seven Color Treasure Umbrella", it can break through and ease the situation, and even break that thing "A Pi Kuang Yan Tian Mo Chou" is also possible. In fact, as long as Zhou Qing uses his Blood God Knife, everything will be fine, but the terrifying devilish energy released by this knife may be felt by cultivators within a thousand miles, and with the upcoming Wushan Sect's grand ceremony in a day or two, the number of visiting cultivators is rapidly increasing, who knows what kind of trouble it might stir up.
Actually, Zhou Qing going to Shu Mountain has another meaning. Xuan Yuan Fa Wang and Wen Lan Xin definitely can't resist this opportunity, they have no reason not to go to Shu Mountain to stir up trouble. Taking advantage of this chance, Zhou Qing is just about to settle the scores with those two from the Changping Secret Path. As for whether he can win or lose, Zhou Qing didn't put it in his heart. It's not that Zhou Qing is arrogant, but Shu Mountain has invited all the masters under the sky, and there are more experts than hairs on a cow. Zhou Qing just wants to have a casual fight.
Those girls who were anxiously watching from afar with their swords suspended in mid-air saw Jiangmen Shen suddenly appear out of nowhere and kill Zhou Qing, and they all cried out in surprise. However, judging by their appearance, it seemed like they were relieved that someone was helping. Although their skills were slightly inferior, the disciples of Zi Zai Palace had exceptional eyesight. Seeing Zhou Qing form a golden giant hand with his words, they knew that this young cultivator was at least a top-notch expert among high-ranking masters. For a moment, the three words "Tian Dao Sect" were deeply etched in the hearts of the girls.
"This is going to make our Tian Dao Sect famous!" Liao Xiao Jin looked at Zhou Qing and saw that he had caused such a big commotion, his blood was boiling with excitement. If it weren't for the fact that his own abilities were not up to par, he probably would have already rushed out. Liao Xiao Jin's desire to increase his strength grew even more urgent. Zhou Chen and Liao Xiao Jin's thoughts were identical, but only Little Fox Zhou Cang had her eyes fixed straight on Zhou Qing, with a look of adoration on her face, just like a fan seeing their idol.
"Strange!" Zhou Qing's golden large hand, condensed from the true yuan spiritual energy, grasped the strange symbol record. A familiar energy fluctuation was transmitted over, and his own hidden Benming Fashen in the flesh body jumped violently. Zhou Qing clearly felt that the destructive energy contained in this strange symbol record was exactly what he had painstakingly refined, bit by bit, from the eight weapons.
