"..."
Wu Shan's entire face was twitching as he stared intently at the wolf demon in front of him.
He came from a humble background, but was very lucky. Not only did he escape from the destruction of his family and enter the divine dynasty, but he also relied on some cleverness to stumble along the way and was appreciated by a senior in the imperial court.
The other party passed down the True Mountain Dao Fruit to help him break through to the fifth level.
Then, as time passed by, luckily, he deduced a complete path, and with the help of the emperor's energy in the world, he successfully became one of the Taiyi True Immortals.
Although Zhenyue Daoguo belongs to the Qi Refining Practitioner category, it is more like a practitioner's method, so it is considered inferior and only ranks sixty-seven.
In front of this person who is ranked 19th in the Mind and Fruition Position, being scornfully called a casual cultivator is actually not too much.
"yes."
Wu Shan slowly lowered his fist: "How can I have such luck as you? As a great demon, killing people and annihilating tribes, bringing disaster to the whole world, but you don't even need to put down the butcher knife in your hand, you can enter that great sect and cultivate
True scripture."
He raised his head again and looked at the sky that had just distorted for a moment, as if to remind him deliberately: "Even the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva, who is so high above, is probably here in person, waiting to take you back to Islam!"
As soon as this statement came out, the monks all smiled softly and did not even say a word to refute.
Wu Shan withdrew his gaze. Why did he recite poems and books when he was young?
He had reminded him enough, and he was not a very kind person. If the young man still didn't know how to live and die, he couldn't blame himself.
From the moment the old monk was eaten by the demon, unless General Yan woke up, he in Wushan would have fallen into a certain death situation.
Either he would go on a killing spree in the Jinguang Mansion, tear apart these thieves and monks, cause public outrage, and then be blamed by the imperial court.
Otherwise this is how it is now.
His own death here can at least prove the evil intentions of these monks.
"Come!"
Wu Shan suddenly shouted loudly, and the fairy light on his body spread again, condensing into the shadow of a ten thousand feet tall mountain behind him.
Zhenyue Mountain is green, surrounded by white clouds, and the mountain roads are winding and rugged, just like a pure treasure land.
His fat body seems to be integrated with the mountain, which means it is indestructible.
"Being able to deduce Zhenyue Daoguo to this point is quite capable. Unfortunately, if I had not followed the path of a spiritual practitioner and instead joined my Bodhi Sect, I would have achieved something."
The old monk clasped his palms together. As early as when he secretly fought with Wu Shan outside the Demon Suppression Tower, he discovered that this monk was very powerful, otherwise he would not be able to fight evenly with him.
Now that I have seen the other party's high-grade Taoist fruit with my own eyes, it is a bit surprising to be able to cultivate it to what it is now with inferior means.
However, when it comes to things like understanding, there is always a mountain higher than a mountain.
If Wu Shan can already be regarded as the leader among the Taiyi True Immortals, then this wolf demon can barely rank among those famous geniuses with its high-level fruition status of 2,200 kalpas.
In the Three Immortals Sect, he would even be qualified to be a direct descendant of the Tribulation.
It is precisely because of this that he attracted the attention of Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva and wanted to accept him as his disciple.
Of the seeds that have been sown over the years, a demon has grown best.
really.
The wolf demon was under the Zhenyue Mountain, but there was not even a trace of emotion on his face.
Not only did he not avoid Wushan's immortal power, but he closed his eyes in front of everyone.
The next moment, the surging golden light dispersed the fairy light all over the sky!
A majestic golden body of Arhat stood on the same spot, as high as the fairy mountain. The almost perfect body, the only thing that was different from ordinary people was that there were no eyes on that majestic face.
Along with the change in his body shape, there was also the Yanyue Broadsword, which also had golden light flowing and fell into his palms.
The moment his fingers clenched the handle of the knife.
Wushan suddenly felt something bad, as if his whole person had been seen through. No matter how he mobilized his breath, there was an inexplicable sense of crisis lingering throughout his body and lingering.
Before he could think of a countermeasure, the Dharmakaya of the Mental Arhat suddenly made a move.
Another slash!
Yanyue's broadsword cut through the sky and struck the phantom of the fairy mountain in front of him in a seemingly simple and crude way.
There are delicate veins quietly appearing on the fairy mountain, and the place where the blade touches happens to be the center of the veins!
With just one knife, you can get straight to the flaw.
Click click click!
"..."
Wu Shan's expression changed suddenly. He knew how powerful the Bodhi Sect was. Even if he was injured, he was definitely no match for this wolf monster, even if he was injured.
But until this moment, he still didn't expect that the other party could defeat him with just one knife.
He took a few steps back, trying to use the fairy mountain to cover his body and avoid the knife first.
However, no matter how Wushan used various methods, the huge blade was completely unaffected.
This Arhat abandoned his physical eyes and used his mind's eyes to see everywhere.
The sword slashed down, shattering the phantom of the fairy mountain.
The only one who could still stand in front of this god-like Arhat was the ant-like fat man.
Like an ax cleaving gravel!
Wu Shan stared closely at the raging sword light and was drowned by the long golden river. He swallowed his throat, and a feeling of suffocation came from within, covering his whole person.
He practiced hard and hoped that one day he could slay demons.
But today, he seemed to have turned into a pitiful and helpless little demon under the golden river that suppressed evil spirits.
The power of Arhat is unmatched by casual cultivators!
"..."
The old monk slowly closed his palms, and the monks behind him also closed their palms together.
This sword was enough to prove Wolf Demon's profound Buddhist attainments. From then on, the opponent was no longer the demon general under the command of the Southern Emperor, but the four-symbol arhat within the Bodhi Sect who protected the Bodhisattva!
when!
The sound of Hong Zhong and Da Lu resounds throughout the world.
The monks' eyes, which had just been closed, were all opened again with some confusion.
Wu Shan was seen standing with his hands down, his head raised in astonishment, as if he had given up resistance.
The wolf demon kept chopping, but the casual look on his face gradually faded away.
As the golden river rolled, the broad blade fell into an equally generous golden palm at some point, and was frozen in mid-air.
The same majestic golden body stood in front of Wushan, holding the big sword with its fleshy palm.
Just this simple scene made the faces of the monks change greatly: "Another great Arhat has appeared!"
The old monk and Hui looked at each other unprepared.
The two were ordered to search for the seeds that the sect had planted over the years, but there was no news about this person at all.
"This breath...could it be the same as last time?"
The old monk suddenly remembered something and looked forward with wide eyes.
The master and apprentice had felt a similar aura in the Demon Suppressing Tower before, but it was far less powerful and vast than it is today.
But if it is really that person, it can be explained quite clearly why he helped Wu Shan take the blow.
"I mean, how can it be so easy to enter the Bodhi Sect?"
"How can I show my magical power by killing a idiot?"
The wolf demon felt the turbulent force coming from the handle of the knife. After being stunned for a moment, he still said calmly, "So, you are the test I have to face today?"
Faced with its polite inquiry, the newly-appeared Arhat did not respond. Instead, he lowered his head and glanced at the Wushan Mountain at his feet.
"you……"
Facing those eyes with surging light, Wu Shan fell into astonishment and failed to capture the helplessness in those eyes.
He never expected that in this certain death situation, the person who would save him would be another Bodhi Sect Arhat.
What on earth are these monks doing?
"call."
Shen Yi withdrew her gaze and looked again at the Arhat Dharma Body transformed by the wolf demon in front of her.
With his current strength, how could Wushan have captured the traces of Taixu Dao Fruit without deliberate intention.
The reason for doing this is because Shen Yi hopes that the other party can take a little time.
After all, when he saw the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva statue in the old monk's hand, he roughly guessed what kind of existence he would face on this trip.
Even if the Dao Fruit and Fruit Status were both at the fourth level, plus an Immortal Seal taken from Qingluan, Shen Yi would still not be so arrogant as to think that she could resist a Bodhisattva.
So, let’s start with this group of people.
Shen Yi had already contacted Qinghua in advance and asked him to rush back to Baji Valley for help.
This place is very close to the Baji Valley. For Qinghua's sake, at least the Qifeng God General can come and have a look.
No matter how arrogant the Bodhi Cult is, they cannot be too presumptuous in front of a star general.
But who would have thought that Wushan would rush forward directly.
Shen Yi is really not used to things beyond his control. To be honest, he can survive to this day with no less caution than Wu Shan.
But now that we have taken action...
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly let go of the right palm that was holding the knife. The huge magician came forward and smashed it with both fists!
"Well done!"
Listening to the roar of dragons and tigers that suddenly sounded in his ears, the wolf demon felt confident, and unconsciously smiled a little more on his face.
Although the Dragon-Tiger fruit position, ranked in the thirty-odd places, is stronger than the previous casual cultivator, it is nothing more than that.
Even among the great Arhats, there are differences between them.
It suddenly swung the sword to defend itself. With the help of its mind, it almost instantly found Shen Yi's flaw. The blade was raised from bottom to top, hitting the opponent's weak spot.
The next moment, both fists slammed into the sword.
The wolf demon's confident expression turned into shock at the same time.
I saw that the golden sword flowing with golden light was as fragile as a piece of broken iron under the opponent's fist. When it buzzed, the whole sword began to tremble violently like a bamboo stick.
Whether it is the timing of the attack or the direction of the attack, it is perfect with no faults.
But in an instant, the broadsword came out of his hand, and the fists fell heavily on the wolf demon's chest. Indescribable power came over, causing its whole body to vibrate with golden light. Its stalwart body suddenly leaned back, like a mountain collapsing, with a crash. It hit this barren land.
The wolf demon had never encountered such a situation before, and it even began to question its own mind.
But in the eyes of onlookers, they can see it very clearly.
It has indeed found the weakness of this dragon-tiger arhat, but the problem is...even the weak points are not something it can withstand.
This is unreasonable and pure cultivation crushing!
Before the wolf demon could get up, Shen Yi had already approached the opponent again, and trampled the opponent the most brutally. The sky-shielding soles of his feet suddenly fell down, and they stepped straight into the wolf demon's heart.
"stop!"
The old monk who was skimming the formation next to him moved. When he reappeared, he had already revealed his Dharmakaya.
The Arhat Dharmakaya is so huge, let alone three of them.
They almost occupy all the attention of others.
Because the old monk was injured, his golden body was obviously much dimmer than the other two. However, he was not the main force, and he attacked from behind. His whole body hit him like a bull. He just wanted to push Shen Yi away first and give the wolf demon a chance. Room for maneuver.
Snap.
Shen Yi looked back indifferently, and clasped her fingers tightly on the old monk's face, easily dissipating the force of his collision, and then directly lifted up the huge mountain-like Dharmakaya to block it. in front of himself.
The wolf demon did not take the opportunity to get up, but only heard a snort, and the skin on its heart split open, revealing a strange, spinning eye.
As the eyes opened and closed, four images emerged from the pupils, entangled with each other, and turned into a ferocious sword.
The blade struck with terrifying power, but it failed to land on Shen Yi. Instead, it sank into the old monk's body, leaving a huge gap with a pop!
"Click..."
The old monk's head was restrained, his eyes widened.
The two are similar in stature, but their strength is completely different. The other party restrained him with just one palm, and now he has received a blow from the Four Elephants Knife, and he still has no strength left to struggle.
He now finally understood what Wu Shan was thinking just now.
They are all fourth-grade monks, but they don't even have a chance to resist. How desperate they are.
"waste!"
It was a well-coordinated attack, but the old monk couldn't even simply push back the dragon-tiger arhat. Instead, he was captured by others, wasting a great opportunity.
Fury appeared on the wolf demon's face, he stood up suddenly, held his five fingers empty, and pulled out the four elephants from the old monk's body, transforming into the ferocious sword again in his palm.
It jumped up and struck Shen Yi with another knife.
Before the knife fell, an arm had already jumped out with the force of thunder, and its giant palm accurately grabbed the wolf demon's neck and lifted it in the air.
There was a bit of fear in the eye in the wolf demon's heart.
Before it could make a sound, Shen Yi also lifted up the old monk and slammed the two great Arhats towards the ground!
boom!
The fight between such giant creatures caused the earth to shake and the entire barren mountain range to tremble.
Shen Yi leaned forward, grabbed his neck with both hands, and gradually exerted his strength.
The old monk and the wolf demon were full of fear at this moment, and their movements were surprisingly consistent. They both squeezed Shen Yi's wrist tightly, trying to break free from the other's grasp.
But those palms tightened even more, unable to be shaken at all.
"Ten thousand sticks lock the demon!"
Monk Huixin finally panicked when he saw his master being captured.
Although this newly emerged high-ranking dragon-tiger arhat also used Bodhisattva methods, the opponent was on behalf of Wushan. Based on what his master and disciple had done previously, if the opponent were to win, there would be no way for him to survive.
He shouted loudly, led many monks, and pressed the long stick in his hand to the ground.
Strands of golden threads spread out from the barren land, clinging to Shen Yi's tall body like chains, tightly wrapping around his arms.
"The demon-binding stick!"
Wisdom Heart's long stick swept across the ground, and the monks moved accordingly.
I saw the golden thread suddenly tightening, trying to pull the majestic Arhat's golden body.
Facing such a large formation of Bodhi Sect, Shen Yi seemed to have never heard of it. With a slight shake of his arms, the golden chain instantly shattered. The long sticks in the hands of the monks exploded one after another. Starting from the palm holding the stick, the entire The body was also destroyed into ashes under that mighty force.
Huixin persisted the longest, lasting three breaths. This short time was only enough for his facial features to be distorted, his face to be full of horror, and he didn't even have time to breathe out a word of mercy.
Poof!
Wu Shan stared blankly at the three huge Dharma images. When he turned around, there was no life left in the mountains and plains.
As a fourth-level monk, facing such a fight, he felt helpless that he could not participate.
This Dragon-Tiger Arhat has already stood at the pinnacle of the fourth rank.
However, he didn't know that this meant that Ye Lan was not here, otherwise he would have discovered that Shen Yi had deliberately used only Bodhi Sect methods from beginning to end. Void Dao Fruit.
At this moment, some dazzling Buddha light suddenly appeared in the sky.
These brilliance came overwhelmingly like the vast ocean, covering the land in the blink of an eye.
In that brilliance, arms stretched across the sky, hanging down from the sky, and instantly landed on Shen Yi's limbs, suppressing him to the ground.
As his arms moved, golden light engulfed everything present.
The hidden wounds that had been suppressed in Wushan's body suddenly burst out again uncontrollably under the pull of the golden light.
He opened his mouth, his figure was swaying, and his soul was almost collapsed.
"Stop."
The words floated, and at the end of the arm, a figure sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform quickly approached.
Shen Yi grabbed the throats of the two of them and looked calm.
The old monk and the wolf demon looked ecstatic: "Bodhisattva, save me!"
If the Bodhisattva hadn't come in person, based on the ferociousness of his attack today, he would definitely have taken the lives of himself and others.
Fortunately, the other party has been controlled by the Bodhisattva. Although the palms are still strangled around their necks, even if they have overwhelming power, they can't even think of tightening them even an inch.
But before the ecstasy on their faces could completely emerge, they saw Shen Yi's shoulders quietly surging.
The next moment, a blue dragon burst out of the flesh on the left shoulder, and a fierce tiger opened its bloody mouth on the right shoulder.
Two animal heads came out suddenly, and with a clicking sound, they tore off the heads of the two Arhats without hesitation. After chewing them for a few times, they swallowed them neatly.
Until they died, neither of them had figured out that someone dared to commit murder in front of the Bodhisattva, and even did it!
"..."
On the lotus platform, the monk with thousands of arms on his back paused for a moment, taking in the scene below, his face was visibly cold.
Even the black dog under him was suppressed by the quiet chill beneath the lotus platform, unable to even raise his head.
Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva took a deep breath and looked at the golden body of Arhat that was pinned to the ground by him and could not move: "I will only give you one chance to defend myself, just once."
The divine power of the Bodhisattva's presence spread unabashedly.
Wu Shan could no longer hold on, his vision became increasingly blurry, and he finally fell backward.
At the last moment when he lost consciousness, a very familiar voice sounded in his ears. This voice added another shock to his already surprised face!
"..."
The three-headed dharma image is bowed to the ground.
The blue dragon is fierce and the white tiger is crazy, but the expression on the head in the middle remains calm.
Shen Yi quietly stared at the two corpses beneath her, as if she had anticipated this scene.
He did not look back at the Bodhisattva, nor did he choose to defend himself. He just calmly said:
"I can talk too."
"I can also join the church."
After saying these two simple words, on the lotus platform, the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva looked at the nearly flawless Arhat Dharmakaya. The dragon and tiger heads were carved like heaven and earth.
A whole three thousand kalpas!
The Bodhisattva's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were a little less cold and a little more complicated.
That wolf demon may have grown the most from the seeds originally sown, but compared to the person in front of him, it was nothing to mention.
Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva even felt that if he missed this person, he might never meet such a natural fourth-grade Arhat again.
After pondering for a moment, he wondered: "Why do we have to kill them?"
"Because I have gone through many tribulations in this world, teaching and preaching scriptures for me does not require so much waste."
Feeling that the arms on his body were gradually loosening, Shen Yi stood up unhurriedly. He looked far away, but still did not look back, let alone the black dog under the Bodhisattva's seat, and spoke in a calm voice.
"I am enough."
Chapter completed!