Chapter 257: Nine Dragon Sacrifice Tower, Meditation

Style: Fantasy Author: LiexiWords: 3713Update Time: 24/01/18 09:57:26
A Buddhist mantra handprint slapped the middle-aged monk's dharma body in mid-air.

In the eyes of the two young monks on the stone platform, Li Xiuyuan's mantra handprints were impossible to match their senior brother's, and they would be crushed into ashes all over the sky in the next moment.

However, no one expected that when the fearless mantra mudra met the middle-aged monk Dharma body mudra, he would not be at a disadvantage!

There was a loud bang! It echoes between heaven and earth in the pagoda.

After the palm strike, a trace of blood seeped out from the corner of the middle-aged monk's lips, and Li Xiuyuan's body shook slightly and he took two steps back.

The sudden palm made him feel that the person in front of him was not an easy character to deal with.

However, the middle-aged monk who came step by step did not stop there. The Buddhist Dharmakaya behind him was glaring angrily, followed by another slap.

"Are you coming again? Are you done yet?"

Li Xiuyuan also became angry. Without even thinking, he formed seals with his hands again, blasted out a palm, and hit the palm print in the air!

"Zen!"

With a palm shot, Li Xiuyuan took a firm step forward. This was the meditation from Prajna Temple.

A solemn Buddhist handprint split the space of this world in an instant, turned into a sword that cut through the soul, and went towards the Buddha's palm in the air! Li Xiuyuan, who has been practicing Buddhism since he was a child, has learned countless Buddhist principles while wandering around the world. How can the profoundness of Buddhism be compared to that of the demon monks in Honglian Temple!

With the sound of "Boom!", the middle-aged monk took another step!

He became powerful in an instant, and he waved the chessboard in his hand to reflect the ten thousand Buddha lights in the pagoda towards the Dharmakaya behind him.

The Buddhist dharma body gained strength and became less solid.

After making a hand seal, he continued to slap Li Xiuyuan with a life-threatening palm. He was unwilling to give in. How could the person in front of him resist his three-way master's truth palm!

Li Xiuyuan took another step, formed seals with his hands, and said with a clear voice: "Conquer the demon!"

Li Xiuyuan, who was in the pagoda, formed the Buddhist mudra again and walked towards the huge palm in the void. Moreover, this time he couldn't stop at all.

Just as the middle-aged monk was stunned, the huge palm print of the Buddhist Dharmakaya in the air was exploded.

"Go read it!"

The unrelenting Li Xiuyuan blasted out the fourth Buddhist mudra. The Buddhist mudra from Prajna Temple finally exploded in the pagoda of Honglian Temple!

With a palm blast, "Boom!" there was a sound, and the Buddhist Dharma Body behind the middle-aged monk was broken and turned into dots of golden light, dissipating in the void of the pagoda.

The middle-aged monk had an indifferent look on his face. He ignored Li Xiuyuan's destruction of his Buddhist body and continued to move forward. He wanted to kill Li Xiuyuan at close range.

There was a clang sound, and the young monk's long sword on the stone platform finally unsheathed, turned into a sword energy that cut through the path of life and death, and struck at Li Xiuyuan.

At this time, Li Xiuyuan was still a little far away from the middle-aged monk with a cold face, the monk with the long sword unsheathed.

"Monsters and demons dare to appear in the world!"

The young monk in the wind would not pay attention to Li Xiuyuan's scolding. He had only one thought, and that was to kill the monster in front of him with one sword.

The walking middle-aged monk had a somewhat solemn expression on his face. He knew that the guy in front of him who had made it all the way to the third floor might not be easy to deal with.

So he held the chessboard in his hand tighter.

Li Xiuyuan, who put away the Buddhist hand seals, took out the bow and arrow behind him and silently set up a talisman arrow, a talisman arrow that condensed a strong burning aura.

He didn't know what kind of situation he would encounter above, so he got angry. In anger, he wanted to end everything in front of him as soon as possible.

So he made an exception and took out a talisman arrow, which he used to deal with the young monk who was flying through the void and slashing at him with one sword.

He used rune arrows, iron arrows engraved with burning runes, so powerful that he could not control them.

He used talisman arrows, and to the three monks in front of him, they were divine arrows.

In the wild world, when he measured every inch of land in Ding'an City with his feet, he was already a Talisman Master, and it was not until many years later that his teacher Gui Guzi crossed that threshold.

There are many Talisman Masters in the world, but there are very few who can be called Divine Talisman Masters!

When he stepped into the pagoda, he wanted to use this rune arrow to destroy the nine-story pagoda. However, only now did he shoot the first rune arrow.

He didn't know what kind of monsters he would encounter in the six-story pagoda above him, but the three in front of him were difficult to deal with.

So he had no choice but to shoot arrows.

The rune he had engraved on the iron arrow was just a few lines of simple and harmonious runes. However, just such runes had stumped Gui Guzi for most of his life.

Until Guiguzi met him, until he became Guiguzi's student, until he surpassed the teacher under Guiguzi's eyes.

An iron arrow pierced the void, pierced through thousands of Buddha lights, and flew towards the destined target regardless of the wind and rain in this world.

Then, a fierce and powerful sword energy came across the sky, crossing the void in front of Li Xiuyuan and the middle-aged monk.

Two tangible sharp edges suddenly met in the void, and then became violently entangled together???????????????!

The Buddhist sword that cut through the void met with the arrow of the divine talisman that pierced the ten thousand rays of Buddha's light in an instant!

Suddenly, the Buddhist sword seemed to be held by a big hand, and it paused in the air, unable to move forward even half a point!

A golden flame that was even brighter than the Buddha's light burned in the air!

Not only that, but not just that, because the burning golden flame carried a destructive force and flew straight towards the young monk in the air.

As a result, the walking middle-aged monk had to stop temporarily and looked back into the void.

I saw the middle-aged monk in the air being hit by an arrow in an instant, and then a golden flame burned brightly on his body.

Once the talisman's fire burns, it is the result of immortality.

Even if this pagoda is for these monks, they are already immortal.

But when they encountered the divine fire transformed from the runes, they were still not immune.

But Li Xiuyuan didn't know the reason, but when he saw a string of black blood falling from the void, he couldn't help but froze, and murmured to himself: "Is this the child of the same parents?"

Seeing the young monk in the void turn into ashes in front of him, the middle-aged monk looked slightly stern and his pupils tightened.

Because only he knew in his heart that as far as this pagoda was concerned, he and others were immortal. However, who could have thought that in just a short moment, the young monk had turned into a wisp of green smoke?

The only young monk left on the stone platform looked solemn. In his opinion, no matter how powerful Li Xiuyuan was in front of him, he could not defeat them.



They had become one with the pagoda, but they didn't know that their companions turned into ashes in front of them.

The two people in front of them never imagined that this monk who suddenly broke in would attack instantly and shoot such a powerful arrow!

Time seems to have passed for a long time, but in fact, after the young monk burned in the void, it had only been two breaths at most, and the dripping black blood had just fallen to the ground.

Just when the middle-aged monk was about to get angry and attack, a sword flew from behind him.

A sword came from behind him and headed towards Li Xiuyuan not far away.

There were still thousands of Buddha lights shining in the pagoda, even though one monk disappeared. The Buddha light remained undiminished. A sword broke through the clouds and came straight with the power of Buddhism.

The speed of the sword was so fast that even the middle-aged monk could not see clearly and could only see a flash of lightning.

So he sighed silently in his heart. Junior Brother Xindao's swordsmanship skills were indeed getting better and better.

In the void, the long sword that cuts through thousands of Buddha's lights doesn't even bother to hide its momentum. Even the thick Buddha's light in front of it cannot block its path.

Ignoring the thousands of golden lights in the pagoda, and also ignoring the senior brother who was about to approach Li Xiuyuan, the young monk slashed out his sword.

The young monk didn't care about the terrifying meaning of the talisman arrow held by Li Xiuyuan. In his opinion, as long as this sword struck Li Xiuyuan's chest, he could be suppressed.

Following the middle-aged monk's sigh, Li Xiuyuan's eyes became a little colder.

Domineering and destructive are not enough to describe the momentum of this sword that cuts through the air.

This is a sword that embodies the power of Buddhist mantras. It can ignore the ups and downs of the world. In the eyes of the middle-aged monk, Li Xiuyuan is already a dead man in front of him.

Even Li Xiuyuan was thinking, among the opponents he encountered, who else could kill the sword in front of him?

However, this thought had passed, and Li Xiuyuan did not stop the arrow in his hand.

"Whoosh!" Now that one arrow has been shot, he might as well shoot two more. Three arrows is also a good choice to repel the enemy.

So as the middle-aged monk was stunned, two burning iron arrows, faster than lightning, flew past his eyes and headed towards the world behind him.

"Boom!" A sound!

There was a huge explosion in the void, but it was the arrow shot by Li Xiuyuan that broke through the Buddhist sword that the young monk had chopped off.

Swords and arrows met in the air, only to be shattered into countless fragments in the explosion.

"Pity!"

The middle-aged monk frowned slightly. In his opinion, if his junior brother's sword could come close to three feet in front of Li Xiuyuan, no one in the world would be able to break it.

It’s just that everything is still going on.

In the midst of the explosion, while the young monk was stunned, the third iron arrow flew to his chest.

At this time, he was holding a sword in his hand and could not avoid the fatal arrow shot by Li Xiuyuan.

Then, under the eyes of the middle-aged monk, the young monk with an arrow in his chest was once again enveloped in a ball of golden flames.

"Ah!" A scream sounded: "Senior brother, help!"

The young monk let out a shrill cry, then lost any breath, and his whole body rolled down from the stone platform.

Amid the blazing flames, a pool of black blood spread on the ground.

The middle-aged monk sighed, looked back at Li Xiuyuan and said slowly: "As far as I am concerned in the pagoda, I am immortal. Don't you understand this truth?"

"Lao Shang on the second floor also told me this."

Li Xiuyuan put away the bow and arrow in his hand, took out the Samsara Sword, looked at him and said, "No matter how many immortals you have, you can't stop me."

The middle-aged monk frowned tightly, squinted his eyes and asked, "Do you want to take a step forward?"

Li Xiuyuan looked at him quietly and replied: "It's more than just one step. I want to break through your nine-layer demon tower, whether you believe it or not."

The middle-aged monk had a sad look on his face and said coldly: "Even when you reach the last floor, you will still know that this is a sacred tower, and you can't break it if you want."

"If I want to break it, I can break it naturally."

Caressing the Samsara Sword in his hand, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but ask: "There's just one thing I can't figure out. Each of you seems to have boundless Dharma, why don't you join the world to save sentient beings?"

The middle-aged monk was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer this question.

Then anger arose in his heart, and he said coldly: "Senior brother, you can still transform sentient beings in Honglian Temple. Don't confuse the public with your monstrous words."

Hearing this, Li Xiuyuan frowned slightly: "I really want to know how many innocent beings you have devoured."

The middle-aged monk was furious and said fiercely: "I always thought that senior brother was not cruel enough. After meeting the donor today, I realized that senior brother is still too kind."

Li Xiuyuan chuckled: "My sword is here, please look at the sword!"