Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years Chapter 128

The disgust was extremely strong.

From Cui Heng's perspective, a dark cloud of light could even be seen flying from the west.

These are black lights that symbolize evil.

He sucked abruptly, and the light of the Seven Emotions around Jindan trembled, and the black light soared by an inch on the spot!

"So much!" Cui Heng's eyes suddenly lit up.

This is just the disgust that the other party has when he doesn't see him, and it can actually make the black light skyrocket by an inch.

If you can squeeze it hard, you might be able to directly explode the emotions of three or five inches.

Moreover, in addition to the black light symbolizing evil, you can also collect blue light symbolizing fear and gray light symbolizing mourning.

If you do it properly, you should be able to collect a lot of purple light that symbolizes anger.

What kind of monk is this.

It is clearly a walking treasure chest monster!

A great harvest is coming soon.

"However, this Buddhist power is somewhat familiar. Is it the bodhisattva jade bone I made from chicken bones?" Cui Heng looked towards the west and said with a light smile, "This is used to make the golden body of Arhat."

The jade bone of the Bodhisattva that Dufa swallowed was made by Cui Heng transforming a chicken bone with magic power.

I don't know if what he made from this should be called the golden body of Luohan?

Or Rohan Chicken Rack?

At this time, Liu Yiyun was studying swordsmanship outside the hall of the official office. Seeing Cui Heng walking out and looking at the sky, he couldn't help but wonder, "Tai Shizu, is there something going on in the west?"

"There is an Arhat coming over." Cui Heng smiled, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

"Luo, Arhat?!" Liu Yiyun's eyes widened when he heard the words, and he looked towards the west in astonishment, with killing intent in his eyes, "Tai Shizu, is this the Arhat of Baolin Temple?"

There is a life-and-death feud between the Xianxia School and Baolin Temple.

"It should be right, they got the jade bone of the Bodhisattva." Cui Heng nodded lightly, looked at Liu Yiyun, and said with a smile, "I said earlier that I would take you to kill the monks of Baolin Temple, but I didn't expect that I hadn't gone yet. I brought it to my door."

"Disciple please fight!" Liu Yiyun's eyes were firm, and he said solemnly, "Tai Shizu, the divine realm of Xianxia Sword Art is far stronger than the ordinary one, and I still have the fairy sword left by the master here, which should be able to share with this monk. war."

"Xianxia Sword Art" was born out of the method of cultivating immortals. Compared with martial arts, it is actually more like a simplified version of the method of immortal cultivation. The **** realm at the end of the mortal world must be strong.

To use an analogy, the "Sacred Realm" of the Xianxia School can be regarded as a divine realm with the power of a human being, that is, a weakened version of a human fairy.

If he holds the immortal sword left by Jiang Qiqi again, there is indeed hope that he will surpass the vast majority of ordinary human immortals and Arhats.

But now the monk who came to Changfeng Prefecture was not an ordinary Arhat.

He swallowed a bodhisattvlevel chicken bone, not only refining it into a golden body of arhats, but also using the Buddhist power contained in that bone to touch the threshold of the bodhisattva state in a short period of time.

With Liu Yiyun's current cultivation realm, he is still unable to cope with that level of power.

What's more, this is a treasure chest monster!

Although Cui Heng understood Liu Yiyun's desire to kill the monk of Baolin Temple with his hands, the treasure chest monster couldn't be faked.

This is a matter of self-cultivation.

"No need." Cui Heng rejected Liu Yiyun's invitation to fight, shook his head and said, "This monk is a bit special. He can use the power of the Bodhisattva in a short period of time, which is more dangerous for you now."

"Bodhisattva Realm..." Liu Yiyun was stunned when he heard the words, then nodded and saluted respectfully, "Thank you Taishizu for reminding me, the disciple is a little anxious."

At the same time, she also secretly made up her mind that she must practice harder in the future, and strive to enter the realm equivalent to a human being as soon as possible.

At that time, with the immortal sword in hand, there is hope to surpass the monk in the bodhisattva realm.

"Don't be discouraged." Cui Heng said with a smile, "I'll show you how this monk fights later, and it can be regarded as a foundation for you to find trouble with those monks in the future."

"Show me?" Liu Yiyun looked at Cui Heng in confusion and asked, "Tai Shizu, is there someone else to deal with that monk?"

"It's not like anyone else." Cui Heng smiled, thinking that a hair was broken and fell into his palm, "It will have a fight with that monk later."

"Ah?" Liu Yiyun was even more confused, "Hair?"

How do you hit someone with a hair?

The sky above Changfeng City.

A golden lotus flower bloomed out of thin air.

A young monk in white with his feet on a golden lotus came from the west.

He looked less than twenty years old, and his eyes were kind and peaceful, full of Zen.

It is the monk Dufa.

His flight speed is not fast.

After entering the boundary of Changfeng Prefecture, it took another half an hour to reach the sky above Changfeng Prefecture.

In fact, strictly speaking, Dufa is not flying, but just rushing in the sky.

After all, Arhat is only equivalent to the eighth level of qi refining, and the magic and power of Buddha's power is far less than that of mana. Naturally, it is impossible to have such a clever flying method.

By condensing the Buddha's power under his feet, he flew in the sky to achieve a purpose similar to flying.

Very simple and rude.

However, Fomen has a more elegant name for this type of flight.

It is called step by step golden lotus.

At this time, the monk Dufa stood on the "Golden Lotus" and stood above Changfeng City.

He looked down, his eyes swept across the city, and he immediately frowned.

"There are thousands of households, but no one worships the Buddha. It is a land of deep sins, and Cui Heng, the prefecture's shepherd, cannot escape the blame.

"Huh? There are people here who spread Taoism. It's really hateful! This person seems to be Zhang Shuming, the headmaster of the Taoist Palace. It just happened to let you die here."

Immediately, the monk Dufa folded his hands together and recited the Buddha's name in a loud voice.

"Amitabha!"

The sound of the Buddha's name resounded through the heavens and the earth like thunder, and it was heard by most of the people in Changfeng City.

Countless people looked up to the sky.

I saw the blossoming golden lotuses, and the fragrance came out.

Above that sky, there is a white-robed monk full of compassion, as if an Arhat from the Pure Land descended.

This made the people involuntarily want to kneel on the ground and worship him.

"Bold demon monk, dare to openly deceive people's hearts!"

Zhang Shuming, who was preaching the truth of Taoism, noticed something strange in the sky.

Immediately shouted loudly, so many people sobered up.

"The demon should be punished!" Monk Dufa frowned, raised his right hand, squeezed into a fist mark, and slammed it down.

As soon as he punched out, layers of golden phantoms appeared around the fist, turning into a giant golden fist covering a radius of 100 feet.

Immediately afterwards, the golden giant fist showed a feeling of colored glass, which was not stained with dust, pure and flawless, as if to purify all the sins in the world.

At the same time, behind the monk Dufa, phantoms of towering mountain peaks lighted up, with countless treasure temples and Buddhist temples on them, like a pure land outside the world.

Boom!

The void made a deafening roar.

Violent air movement creates strong winds.

Howling, howling, swept from the sky to the ground.

Trees fell to and fro, and houses trembled and shook, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

Many ordinary people on the ground feel that they have difficulty standing still.

Just hold on tight to the things around you.

The punch of Monk Dufa fell from the sky, as if the Buddha's anger wanted to purify the world, with infinite power.

And all these sights are just the aftermath.

The pure fist radiating the glazed radiance was aiming to attack Zhang Shuming, including everything within a radius of one hundred zhang around him.

With this punch, whether it was Zhang Shuming, the people and buildings around him, and other things, they would all be smashed into pieces in an instant!

Obviously, when the monk Dufa made his move, he didn't consider the question of whether it would hurt the innocent.

"Is this bald donkey crazy?!" Zhang Shuming gritted his teeth.

He didn't worry about himself and the people around him.

This is the city of Changfeng Mansion, and there is a Tianjun in town.

Can an Arhat turn the world upside down?

The attitude of monk Dufa that he didn't take human life seriously at all made him feel extremely angry.

At the same time, in the courtyard of the State Shepherd's Office.

Liu Yiyun also looked at the scene in the sky angrily, and clenched her silver teeth, "Is this a monk or a devil, doesn't he know how many people he will kill with this punch?"

"This monk at Baolin Temple should really be cleaned up." Cui Heng nodded lightly.

Then, he blew lightly on the hair in the palm of his hand.

call!

This hair was blown directly into the sky, it rose in the wind, and transformed into another Cui Heng, dressed in a black outfit, soaring into the sky and flying towards the incomparably huge fist.

"What, what's going on?!" Liu Yiyun stared at the figure in the sky, and looked at Cui Heng next to him, stunned, "Tai Shizu, you are..."

"Just fight him with a hair, don't make a fuss." Cui Heng smiled and said, "Do you know why I said I wanted to take you to see it?"

Because the only one who wants to fight with Dufa monk is just a piece of his hair.

Of course, with Cui Heng's current cultivation realm, he couldn't directly turn a piece of hair into his external avatar.

He just used the ability to control the physical body after the completion of the golden core, and combined this hair with part of the mana, turning it into a body with eight layers of Qi refining mana.

Without any sanity ~www.mtlnovel.com~ can't even move on his own.

What really made this body move was actually a seven-emotional spirit that Cui Heng had placed three feet above it as his will.

It is like manipulating a marionette, manipulating this body.

Essentially it is a special technique.

But even so, it is enough to exert the power of letting the monks feel hopeless.

After the body flew into the sky, facing the huge fist that was smashing down, he raised his right hand and pointed it into a sword, and the mana was condensed.

Then slammed into the sky!

Boom!

An earth-shattering bang exploded in the sky.

A hundred-zhang-long blue sword light erupted from the sword fingers of the body.

Go straight to Xiao Han!

Like a giant sword that split the sky and the ground, it slashed at the fist smashed by the monk Dufa.

Chapter end