"This golden bowl!"

Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly.

The purple gold alms bowl in Fahai's hand can actually banish attacks directed at him into the six realms of reincarnation. This is the first time he has seen such a magic weapon, and it is an eye-opener.

I just don’t know if the Hungry Ghost Path opened by Fahai using the Purple Gold Bowl can only deflect attacks, or if it is a real passage leading to the Six Paths.

If it is the latter, can people be exiled to purgatory, or can they directly use the six paths of reincarnation to go to the world they want to go to?

"It shouldn't be that powerful, otherwise a magical weapon of this level wouldn't be kept in the lower realm."

The world of Liaozhai is just a small world.

The purple gold alms bowl is said to be the treasure of Jinshan Temple. It is definitely powerful, but Zhang Heng was the first to not believe it when he said it could travel freely through the six paths of reincarnation.

"Fahai, focus on dealing with the two old monks, leave the rest to me."

In the face of a powerful enemy, it is not the time to think wildly.

Zhang Heng regained his composure and began to share the pressure for Fa Hai.

"good!"

As soon as the cassock came out, everyone was covered, and Fahai was a little overwhelmed.

Now, after receiving Zhang Heng's advice, I immediately withdrew some of the cassocks, released all the monks, and concentrated on dealing with the two holy monks.

"this..."

Accompanied by a repulsive force.

The monks came to their senses and found that they were back in the Lifo Temple.

Looking again, there was no trace of the two holy monks, only Zhang Heng standing there alone.

"Sword formation!"

Zhang Heng waved his hand, and the flying sword replaced the cassock and shined down on his head.

These monks in Wutai Mountain also have real talents and knowledge. They did not panic when they saw the sword circle falling. Instead, they told the people around them: "Don't panic, everyone. The battlefield is divided. After we capture this man, we can go find the two saints."

The whereabouts of the monk.”

"Capture me, what a big statement!"

Zhang Heng urged the sword technique.

Each flying sword is like a wave, and countless waves form a huge wave and surge toward everyone.

"I have heard that at one time, the Buddha was in the Solitary Garden of the Solitary Tree in the Kingdom of Savatthi with a group of 1,250 great bhikkhus."

The monks sat cross-legged on the ground, and their voices blended with their consciousness, turning into an upside-down golden bell.

The sword waves hit the golden bell, and the golden bell vibrated like a small boat floating on the sea. It seemed that it would be buried under the sea at any time, but it was just a little short of it.

"Still holding on!"

Zhang Heng was not impatient and said coldly: "Let's see how long you can last!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Thousands of flying swords flew around the golden bell, like a tornado, consuming everyone's energy bit by bit.

"puff!"

Among the monks, everyone's cultivation levels vary greatly.

After persisting for a while, some young monks could not hold on any longer. One by one, their mouths and noses were bleeding, they were in a daze, and they fell to the ground one after another.

When the others saw it, they hurriedly protected the unconscious man behind them and said plausibly: "Everyone, please hold on, the demon is no longer able to survive."

"I can't do it anymore?"

Zhang Heng was a little confused.

He carries an elixir to replenish his mana, and it won't be a problem even if it lasts for three to five days, so why can't it work?

It's like playing chicken, calling everyone a "big cripple" when you see them, and tricking them to death without repaying their lives.

"This turtle shell is quite hard."

Although Zhang Heng feels very good about himself.

But there was one thing he had to admit. The protective golden bell held up by the monks' joint efforts was really astonishing in defense. No matter how much he rolled around with his flying swords, there was no sign of it being broken so far.

"Conflict of contradictions!"

Zhang Heng saw that everyone was unable to retreat, so he became rude. He shook his sword and started to fight, muttering something in his mouth: "With one step, there will be thunder in the sky, in the second step, the water will flow on the ground, in the third step, there will be thunder and fire, in the fourth step, there will be thunderbolts, and the evil will be swept away in front of people."

, the queen of humanity drives away the evil dragon, Xing Gang Step has arrived, fight with me against the evil..."

A word of thunder comes.

Just as he was saying it, a bucket-thick blue thunder fell from the sky and hit the golden bell hard.

For a moment, the monks under the golden bell all vomited blood. Fortunately, the monks were young. If the old monks were allowed to come, they would not be alive at this time.

Ding ding ding...

The moment the golden bell broke, countless flying swords came to meet it.

At first glance, two swords crossed together to form an X shape were placed on the monks. If they moved even slightly, they would be injured by the sword energy on the blades.

"Done."

Zhang Heng clapped his hands.

Nowadays, he is also a great monk in the late stage of the Return to the Void Realm. In addition, he has long been accustomed to fighting across levels. Not to mention the Return to the Void Realm, there are not many people in Hedao who can be his opponent.

Against this group of wax heads with silver spears who refine qi and transform into gods and who refine gods and reverse voids, it would be too modest to hit ten of them. I want to hit a hundred.

"The mighty heavenly dragon, the World Honored Ksitigarbha, the Vajra Buddhas, and all sentient beings protect the Dharma."

After two sticks of incense.

Fahai appeared in front of Zhang Hengming.

Zhang Heng raised his eyes and found that there was faint blood on the corner of his mouth, but he was indeed very energetic.

"Fulfilling the mission."

Fahai couldn't help but feel happy when he met Zhang Heng's gaze: "In a two-on-one contest, the two of them have been defeated by me."

With that said, he picked up the purple gold alms bowl and showed it to Zhang Heng: "It's inside."

Compared to the great monk in Mount Wutai, Zhang Heng was more concerned about Yan Chixia: "Have you heard any news about Master Yan?"

Speaking of Yan Chixia, Fahai couldn't laugh anymore and said in a deep voice: "I have already asked, Hero Yan disappeared without a trace soon after entering the Western Wasteland, and they did not know that Hero Yan

Where have you gone?"

"Really missing?"

Zhang Heng frowned slightly.

He would rather Yan Chixia was arrested by the three monks of Mount Wutai than disappear in vain.

After all, the Wutai Mountain monks are in their hands now. If Yan Chixia is caught, they can just wait for the hostage exchange.

Missing is different.

It's been a month since there was any news from Bird. Who knows where he went or whether he fell into some secret place and couldn't get out.

"What to do with these people?"

Zhang Heng looked at the monks again.

"Leave it to me. I am going to take them back to Jinshan Temple to cleanse their souls. When these people understand what is right and wrong, I will let them out."

Although Fahai couldn't stand what Wutai Mountain was doing.

But he was born in Buddhism after all, and he didn't want to kill everyone with his sword.

So I patted my head and patted my butt again, and there I was, taking everyone back.

Jinshan Temple is his territory, and he just needs people to go back and improve it.

"Since you have an idea, just do what you want."

"On the contrary, here, Lifo Temple is a royal temple. We are fighting with people from Mount Wutai here. I'm afraid we can't hide it from people who are interested. It's better to leave quickly."

Right now, the capital is a mixed bag.

Putting aside the distance, Pudu Cihang alone is as powerful as the three monks working together.

Zhang Heng knew very well that Zen Master Gui Jie died in a daze. If he hadn't died, one against two would become one against three, and Fahai would most likely lose.

"It's better to keep a low profile at the foot of the Imperial City so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

Fahai also listened to the advice.

With Zhang Heng's greeting, he immediately used the golden bowl to collect everyone, and took advantage of the night to return to Tianqiguan.

the next day.
To be continued...