"My king, ah..."
Shenlong, who wanted to continue speaking, let out a scream. There is an extra sword blade at the back. Under the sunlight, it shines brightly.
"Are you born with a sword?"
Xu Xian walked over quickly with a machete in hand. Yes, he was responsible for delivering the baby again. He said that he was in charge of delivering the baby. He himself also felt like he was in a fog.
"It turns out to be a sword"
Shenlong was obviously relieved. Perhaps, like Feihu, it was easier to accept the birth of an artifact than the birth of a real offspring.
"It's a sword. Xiaosheng, let's try it and see how hard it is." Xu Xian reached over with a familiar hand, grabbed the blade of the sword, and pulled it out, but before he could pull it a foot, it melted like water, which was very strange.
"Why can't I feel the sword's presence?"
Shenlong twisted his huge head and looked over.
"Hey, it's out again. What a strange sword. Could it be a fake?"
Xu Xian, who let go of his hand, was shocked to find that the tip of the sword appeared again. When he reached over with his hand, the sword body disappeared immediately.
After repeating it several times, Xu Xian figured out that this thing cannot be touched with hands, as it will disappear if touched.
In other words, if Shenlong is to give birth naturally, no one else can do it artificially.
Feihu watched for a while and wondered: "Is it a real sword or a fake sword?"
Xu Xian, who had close contact with the sword, said without hesitation: "Real sword"
"It's a real sword, how could it disappear?"
Feihu is still doubtful.
"Xiaosheng doesn't know, anyway, it is a real sword!"
Xu Xian looked serious.
One person and one tiger, such a real sword, he kept talking about the real sword, it made Shenlong feel a little uncomfortable, there was something stuck behind it, it looked very embarrassing, two guys, you said it, I said it, "real sword", what a shame. , I don’t know if I’m scolding it in a roundabout way.
"It's not a real sword, it's a fake sword. Pull it out as soon as possible. Our Eighteen Arhat Formation is such a serious matter. How can it be messed up by your magical power?"
The Fuhu Arhat who stepped aside had a dark face.
"Try again, young student"
Xu Xian tried several more times without success and had to give up.
Next, the two sides fought several more times, and several Arhat's mounts were attacked one after another.
"Forget it, the poor monk will send you out into battle."
Finally, Fuhu Arhat reluctantly let Xu Xian leave the Eighteen Arhat Formation to avoid causing more animals to become pregnant.
The next day, early in the morning, on one side were Chu Feng and Xu Xian, both of whom looked like young people, and on the other side were the Eighteen Arhats, who looked all kinds of strange, some old, some young, some handsome, some ugly.
"Eighteen Arhats, your formation, Pindao's disciples, have already broken through. Next, it's your turn to break into Pindao's Jiuqu Yellow River Formation. As long as one person leaves the formation, Pindao will let everyone out, and he will never break his promise. "
Chu Feng said confidently.
The Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation imitates the ancient formation, and has the heaven-defying artifact Hunyuan Golden Dou. It is more than enough to deal with several golden-bodied Arhats who are not even Bodhisattvas. In Chu Feng's opinion, it is more than enough.
The Eighteen Arhats, headed by Jigong and Fuhu, looked at each other. Fuhu, who had a hot temper, was very polite to Jigong.
"Master Jianglong, please."
Jigong was not pretentious. He proclaimed the name of the Buddha and said seriously: "Bodhisattva Kasyapa is in the formation. If you don't go to the formation to rescue me, why are eighteen of us here? However, the Nine-Meandering Yellow River Formation originated from ancient times and is so powerful." It can be terrifying, but with one careless move, many lives of practice will be in vain. If there is someone who is unwilling to enter, the poor monk will never force it."
Except for the Fuhu Arhat who had no reaction, seven of the other sixteen people showed strange expressions. Everyone is selfish, and immortal Buddhas are no exception. In addition, they were saving Kasyapa because of his status as a great disciple of the Buddha. Disreputable people.
Whether it's worth it or not is a question worth considering.
Jigong obviously realized this and sighed lightly but said nothing.
After about a quarter of an hour, considering that Kasyapa was the great disciple of Buddha and most of the others were willing to enter the formation, the seven people negotiated and decided that they were willing to enter the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation to save people.
The opinions were unified, and Jigong formally said to Chu Feng: "Eighteen of us will advance and retreat together. Please ask the Taoist priest to open the big formation."
Chu Feng waved his right hand lightly, and a vague portal appeared in mid-air.
Led by Jigong and Fuhu Arhat, eighteen people entered the battle one after another.
"You stay here, Pindao joins the battle to meet them."
Chu Feng flashed and disappeared.
He appeared again in front of the same palace as before. I only saw in the distance, Jigong sitting cross-legged on the ground, like a clay sculpture, resisting various forces from the world of formations that weakened the immortal Buddha.
"Look at other people"
Chu Feng's eyes wandered and he discovered that the Arhats who were isolated in seventeen other dimensions, except for the Fuhu Arhat who was advancing bravely, the rest of them were advancing very slowly, and several of them simply sat down cross-legged like Jigong.
"As expected of a person who often practices formations, he knows that the best way to survive in a formation is to stay where he is."
Chu Feng nodded approvingly, and then turned his attention to bravely moving forward, heading northeast, entering the sea, encountering Hu Erniang, fighting a battle, encountering Ah Qing, fighting again, and finally being lured to Hunyuan Jindou Crouching Tiger Arhat nearby.
"Fuhu"
Six hundred miles northeast of Lin'an in the formation world, on a silent sea, Chu Feng descended from the sky with the Hunyuan Golden Dou on his head.
The Crouching Tiger Arhat who was observing the surroundings raised his head and gasped: "Taoist, this nine-bend Yellow River formation is not something that a poor monk can see. What is above your head is the Hunyuan Golden Dou, a magic weapon specially designed to take away the human Tao Fruit." ?”
"So confident, it seems you have a backup plan!"
Chu Feng said with a smile.
Fuhu Arhat nodded, took off the rosary beads from his neck, hung them on his hands, and closed his eyes.
"The poor monk is the only one among the eighteen Arhats who has received a piece of the Mahavadhisattva Sutra from the Buddha. Today, I will meet with the Taoist Master for a while using the Mahavatha Tathagata Sutra."
The smile on Chu Feng's face faded away from the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra. Why didn't he mention it when he captured Kasyapa before?
Fuhu Arhat seemed to have guessed what Chu Feng was thinking, and said with a smile: "The Kassapa Bodhisattva you saw is the Kassapa Bodhisattva who does not know the Mahavairocana Sutra."
Kassapa Bodhisattva, who does not know the Mahavairocana Sutra, Chu Feng's heart moved, and he understood the reason. Kassapa must be like Guanyin at the beginning, practicing in the world and not fully returning to his true self. No wonder a Bodhisattva is so weak.
"Then, today I will have a look at your Great Sun Tathagata Sutra."
"As you wish, this is what I heard. Bhagavan is here for a while. He lives in the vast Vajra Dharma Realm Palace blessed by the Tathagata. All Vajra holders are gathered together. A letter from the Tathagata..."
Fuhu Arhat was different from the impetuous Arhat before in the Eighteen Arhat Formation. He seemed to be a different person, sitting cross-legged on the ground with a solemn expression.
As the mantra sounded, Chu Feng saw a vague shadow of a Buddha statue behind him, which seemed real and illusory.
