"Amitabha...Thank you both for saving me."
Zen Master Fu Kong trembled and sat down on the chair. He bowed his head and saluted Xia Zhichan, without even having time to wipe the blood on the corners of his mouth.
"Master, are you okay..."
The little novice monk was frightened. It was the first time that he saw the always smiling master in this embarrassed state, and he was in a panic for a while.
"fine……"
Even the answer was weak. The great monk Fu Kong's face was pale, and his body was already soaked with sweat.
"I, I...I..."
The little novice monk was really at a loss as he was still a child.
"Okay, go get some hot water and give your master a scrub, and then get a clean monk's robe. It needs to be a complete set from the inside out."
Xia Zhichan patted the little novice monk on the shoulder and said.
"Yeah, I'll go now..."
Jie Se's mind was in a mess. Xia Zhichan's instructions were like a street light that pointed the way. Once a person has something to do, his panic will be dispersed.
The little novice monk ran out.
"Amitabha, I didn't expect this demon to be so ferocious, even the old monk was no match for him..."
Zen Master Fukong wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with the cuffs of his monk's robe, and then sighed.
Xia Zhichan said nothing.
Jiang Qin held the hilt of the sword on his waist with one hand, and placed the other hand on the jadeite.
If it weren't for this jade magic weapon, I might have been forced to stay by the man in black, and the consequences would have been terrible.
The jadeite was given by Xia Zhichan. Jiang Qin remembered that when she first met him, this piece of jade was hanging on his waist. It should be something he loved, but he didn't expect it to be a strange magic weapon.
"In the opinion of the old monk, it is better for the two of you to go back to your respective mountain gates and find some helpers. Currently, we still need two monks who have reached the monk level to get rid of that monster."
Zen Master Fukong has recovered a little now. His face is still very bad, but his speaking breath has become much more stable, unlike the high and low at the beginning.
Regarding his suggestion, Jiang Qin nodded seriously.
The current situation is beyond what they can handle. The strength of the current catfish spirit is at least at its peak. Zen Master Fu Kong plus Jiang Qin and Xia Zhichan cannot defeat him at all.
"Haha, that's not necessarily the case."
Xia Zhichan smiled and shook his head. He turned his head and stared at the weak-looking Zen Master Fukong with bright eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly:
"Master, how much strength did you use in the battle just now?"
"Amitabha, why did Xia Lingguan say this..."
Zen Master Fu Kong stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his face. He almost died tragically in the hands of the monster just now. If it weren't for Xia Zhichan and Jiang Qin's life-saving rescue, he might have died by now.
"Xia Zhichan, what do you mean?"
Based on Jiang Qin's understanding of Xia Zhichan, the other party would never say such words without any reason. Once he said it, there must be a reason.
He asked Zen Master Fukong how much force he used. In other words, in the previous confrontation, Zen Master Fukong actually did not use all his strength, but was reserved.
"Amitabha……"
"Master, monks don't lie. Do you dare to answer the question I just asked?"
Xia Zhichan didn't care how haggard Zen Master Fu Kong looked now. He only believed in the clues he got from the clues.
"..."
Zen Master Fukong was in trouble. He clasped his hands and wanted to say something, but found that his way had been blocked by Xia Zhichan. Not to mention that he wanted to answer his question now, even silence could be regarded as a kind of acquiescence.
"You may be wondering how I discovered your reservations."
Xia Zhichan knew that Zen Master Fukong's silence had confirmed his suspicion just now and indirectly answered his question.
"Xia Zhichan, the master was beaten to the point where his golden body collapsed. Do you still think he has reservations..."
Jiang Qin is simple, and he grew up on the top of Longhu Mountain, which is like a fairyland in this world. He doesn't understand the sinister nature of people's hearts, and he doesn't have Xia Zhichan's erudite knowledge.
She doubted Xia Zhichan's words and wanted to know if she had missed something.
"It's your golden body that tells me that you have reservations."
Xia Zhichan followed Jiang Qin's words to clarify the matter of the Dharmakaya, and at the same time explained how she discovered the flaw and what she planned.
"The golden body that a cultivator at the Dharma Realm should have is ten feet high... Master, you only used a three-foot-tall golden body, and you didn't use the phantom of the sun that appeared with the Vajra Dharma Body."
Every time Zen Master Fu Kong summons Dharmakaya, it is the image of Vajra holding the scorching sun in his hands. There is no reason to say that Vajra can resist and be hit, but the scorching sun can only serve as illumination, right?
"Amitabha, Xia Lingguan seems to know the golden body method very well, but this is my Buddhist method..."
Zen Master Fu Kong lowered his eyebrows to cover up his surprised look. The content of the Golden Body Technique has always been a secret of Buddhism. Let alone outsiders at the foot of the mountain, even fellow disciples at Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain will not know such details if they have not practiced.
Although this Xia Lingguan is not high in cultivation, his thinking and erudition far exceed those of others.
"I also have the Golden Body Dharma in Quelong Mountain..."
Xia Zhichan explained Zen Master Fukong's question in one sentence. He continued:
"My second senior brother specializes in the Golden Body Technique. He once explained it to me in detail, so I know a little bit about it."
The second senior brother who was trapped in Longshan was the second senior brother who was mistakenly identified by Xia Zhichan when they first met, and who was always called a short winter melon by the third senior brother.
"Amitabha, that's it. It's really a coincidence."
"Master, can you answer my question now?"
Xia Zhichan stared at Zen Master Fu Kong and saw that the latter's face had gradually returned to rosy from the paper-like paleness. The blood stains at the corners of his mouth had disappeared, and even the sweat on his body was gone.
"Amitabha, the old monk only used 50% of his strength to deal with that monster."
Now that Zen Master Fukong himself has been exposed, he can only answer Xia Zhichan's questions honestly.
"Master, you really hide your strength."
Even after hearing Zen Master Fu Kong admit it personally, Jiang Qin still felt a little incredible. She didn't understand why she did this.
"Amitabha, yes."
Zen Master Fu Kong put his hands together and nodded.
Jiang Qin didn't know what to say for a moment, and Xia Zhichan was also speechless.
The little novice who happened to be carrying hot water came back. The wooden basin in his hand was emitting steaming white mist. After seeing Zen Master Fu Kong who was no different from usual, the little novice was so frightened that he held the wooden basin in his hand. All dropped on the ground.
He rushed over with tears in his eyes and hugged Zen Master Fu Kong's legs.
"Master! Master, you can't die! Don't leave me alone. I have followed Master since I was born. I can't live without Master..."
Jiese was crying and shouting at the same time. His violent reaction made Zen Master Fu Kong dumbfounded. The latter couldn't help but touch the little novice monk's head.
"Disciple, it's okay as a master."
"No, no, no, master, look at how you look now..."
Zen Master Fu Kong has now returned to his usual self. He still suffered some losses from the fight with Catfish Spirit, but it cannot be said that he was seriously injured. At most, it was just excessive consumption of his energy.
"Master, you have come back to your senses, you can't leave me behind!"
It turned out that the young novice had misunderstood when he saw Zen Master Fu Kong who suddenly became energetic. He thought that his master, who was seriously injured, had a comeback after he was dying.
Boom.
Zen Master Fu Kong smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand and tapped the little novice monk on the forehead, and then the latter raised his head.
"It's okay, my master will not die."
"That's great!"
The little novice monk didn't believe it at first, but when he turned back to look at Xia Zhichan, the latter nodded gently to him, confirming the authenticity of the matter.
"Disciple, go and prepare a fast meal. I am hungry in my belly."
The little novice monk agreed and ran out happily. Before going out, he looked back several times at Zen Master Fu Kong who was sitting on the chair.
"Amitabha, what is Xia Lingguan thinking?"
After Xia Zhichan asked Zen Master Fukong, she became silent again after receiving the answer. She lowered her head as if she was deep in thought.
He raised his head when he heard Zen Master Fukong ask.
"The reason why the master shows weakness to the enemy is, firstly, to explore the reality of the monster, and secondly, to take the opportunity to let the two of us leave this place, right?"
Combined with the fact that Zen Master Fu Kong deliberately wanted Xia Zhichan and the others to go back to the mountain to bring in reinforcements, we can probably guess what the former was thinking.
Jiang Qin also cast his gaze over.
Zen Master Fukong could only nod his head, and then considered his words before continuing:
"As for that monster, the old monk asked himself that even if he exerted all his strength, he might not be able to win. The final result would probably be that both sides would suffer..."
"Although you two are main disciples, your cultivation is low. If something unexpected happens... it's better to let you go far away and let the old monk try his best."
Zen Master Fu Kong is not a bad person. Instead, he always thinks about Xia Zhichan and Jiang Qin. Originally he just planned to test the reality of the monster, but later he simply let the two of them leave here.
Buzz!
The sound of swords.
Jiang Qin's hand was on the hilt of the sword, and the majestic zhenqi from his body surged out, filling the whole room with the sharp and unmistakable sword energy.
"As a sword cultivator, I only know how to move forward bravely and don't know how to retreat and run away."
She will never leave.
Xia Zhichan smiled, walked two steps slowly to the door of the house, opened his arms and made a big hug.
From the perspective of Zen Master Fu Kong and Jiang Qin, he seemed to have embraced the entire sky outside into his arms, and then heard the man's voice.
There is no sonorous force, and no heroic words.
His tone was calm, but he seemed to be saying an unchangeable fact:
"My lineage of spiritual officials, starting from the ancestor, does not seek immortality or worship Buddha."
"Practice all the way, just for..."
"Conquer the demon!"
Click—no sound came out.
Just after saying this, Xia Zhichan suddenly felt as if he had touched the edge of the door again, but the difference this time was that he did not fall into epiphany at all, but stepped directly through the wooden door. threshold.
Xia Zhichan smiled happily.
He knew that he could start at any time.
