"So it was you who was there that night!"
The murderous intent in Hui Chan's eyes became even stronger. He immediately thought of the Buddha Mother who was locked in his junior brother's room. Li Daoxuan's visit to Baima Temple this time was probably not just about saving his disciples.
His real purpose is to prevent the birth of Buddha!
As soon as he thought of this, Hui Chan knew that Li Daoxuan must not be allowed to walk out of Baima Temple alive today.
Roar!
With the blessing of his magic power, the power of the nine fire dragons greatly increased, and the flames on their bodies suddenly surged several times, and they were simply more dazzling than the sun in the sky.
Li Daoxuan raised his sword fingers together, pointed a little in the air, and said: "Sword One, Chi Xiao."
Clang!
A red sword light flew out from the box, and the sonorous sword cry echoed over the White Horse Temple for a long time, like the first spring thunder between heaven and earth, shaking the sky and penetrating the rainbow.
The Red Sky Sword split open the blazing flames and pierced the mouth of a fire dragon with thunderous force. The sharp sword energy penetrated the dragon's body and finally rushed out from the tail. The sword energy did not weaken at all, but became more brilliant.
The fire dragon let out a mournful cry, then split into pieces, falling into sparks and turning into pieces of shattered beads.
A low-grade spiritual treasure, the Red Sky Sword!
After absorbing a large amount of Wuzhiqi's essence and blood, it has been transformed from a high-grade magic weapon into a low-grade spiritual treasure, making a qualitative leap.
The characteristics of the Chixiao Sword are two words, one is fast and the other is sharp. After being promoted, these two characteristics have been greatly improved. The speed and sharpness have reached an almost terrifying level, so that it can be used so easily. The sword slays the fire dragon.
The stars divine the sword, and the thunderstorm transforms into a dragon shuttle!
The speed of the Red Sky Sword is so fast that even the monks in the Yin Shen Realm have difficulty seeing its trajectory. Even if they use their Dharma Eyes, they can only barely see the blurry shadow of the sword.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three more sword lights flashed as fast as lightning. The red light penetrated the sky and the earth, clearing all directions, and chopped the three fire dragons into pieces. They were also low-grade spiritual treasures. The Nine Dragon Buddha Fire Pearl fell in the confrontation with the Red Sky Sword. At an absolute disadvantage.
Roar!
Huichan was worthy of being the mighty Yang God who had been powerful in Luoyang for decades. He had already seen that the Red Sky Sword was too sharp, so he did not resist forcefully. Instead, he controlled the remaining five fire dragons to avoid the sharp edge and move towards it desperately. Li Daoxuan bit it.
He has great ambitions to destroy the cauldron and sink the boat, kill the general and seize the flag.
Faced with such a strong and fierce fighting style, Li Daoxuan remained calm, pointed his sword finger once more, and said: "Sword Two, White Dragon."
There was a cry of sword!
A flawless white sword light rose into the sky, like a white dragon carved from ice.
The surrounding temperature dropped rapidly. The soldiers were sweating on their foreheads just now, but now they were shivering. Even though the sun was shining brightly above their heads, they felt like they were in an ice cave.
Facing the menacing five fire dragons, the White Dragon Sword split into countless sword threads as thin as cicada wings, and penetrated deeply into the bodies of the five fire dragons, remaining unmoved despite the roaring flames.
It was like a huge spider web, and the five fire dragons were the flying insects that fell into the web. No matter how they struggled and roared, they could not break free from the shackles of the White Dragon Sword.
The cold air surged and rolled incessantly.
In just a few breaths, the five fire dragons disappeared into thin air and turned into five frost-covered Buddhist beads.
Facing the peerless sharpness of Chixiao and Bailong swords, the Nine Dragon Buddha Fire Bead collapsed and its vitality was severely damaged. Even if it was not reduced to waste, it would probably fall to the level of a spiritual treasure.
"OK!"
"The Imperial Master is mighty!"
"Mastering the stick, but aiming for the yard!"
The unscrupulous people who were watching were filled with excitement. A layman was watching the fun, and an expert was watching the door. As practitioners, they could truly see how powerful the national master was.
The Nine Dragon Buddha Fire Bead is the natal magic weapon of the abbot of the White Horse Temple of the previous generation. Hui Chan has cultivated it with his own magic power for many years. Its power is astonishing and it is a precious treasure of Buddhism.
Any one of the nine fire dragons can easily destroy bad guys like them, but it cannot stop the two swords of the national master!
They were extremely excited and looked at Li Daoxuan's figure with unabashed admiration.
After so many years, they, the bad guys, have finally waited for a leader who is unparalleled in the world, and a man who is astonishingly talented and extraordinary!
"Head, I'm so happy. In the past, when we submitted letters to visit the White Horse Temple, all our efforts failed. The imperial court was once afraid of Hui Chan, but now it's better. With the Imperial Master, we are no longer afraid of anyone!"
"Yes. In the past, Hui Chan relied on his advanced cultivation and regarded the court as if it were nothing. People who didn't know it thought Luoyang belonged to him!"
"Haha, it's really satisfying that the Nine Dragon Buddha Fire Orb was deposed. The Imperial Master is indeed the person I admire the most. He was able to beat Hui Chan like this when he just entered Yangshen..."
Hearing their praise for their master, Changle felt as happy as honey. She said proudly: "My master is a swordsman in this world, and he has more than two swords in his box!"
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Li Daoxuan looked at Chixiao and Bailong swords and nodded slightly, feeling very satisfied with their power.
Both swords were successfully promoted to low-grade spiritual treasures. The Red Sky Sword has enhanced speed and sharpness, while the White Dragon Sword has the ability to freeze. Everything it cuts will be frozen into ice sculptures.
With these two swords, if he walks around the world in the future, he may take away Senior Xu's reputation as a swordsman...
"Om Mani Padme Hum!"
The Buddhist beads were abolished. Although Hui Chan was distressed but not afraid, he used his special skill, the six-character Buddhist mantra.
The sound of Sanskrit resounded throughout the nine heavens, and the immeasurable Buddha's light bloomed, just like the sun in the sky falling into the White Horse Temple, making it difficult for people to look directly at it, like a god.
In the dazzling Buddha light, Hui Chan clasped his hands together, and even a colorful halo appeared behind his head, as if the Arhat Buddha had stepped out of the mural. The meaning of Zen was profound and the Buddha's light shone everywhere.
The six-character mantra, also known as the six-character mantra, is derived from Sanskrit and is the language of ancient Buddhas. It is said that chanting this mantra can obtain endless blessings from all Buddhas.
Hui Chan has practiced the six-character mantra since he was a child and has been immersed in it for a while. He has already reached the state of perfection. Now when he recites this mantra, he feels like an Arhat or a Bodhisattva coming to the world. His magic power has increased several times in an instant!
Boom!
A palm print condensed by Buddha's light fell from the nine heavens, with a golden swastika flowing in the palm, as if the Buddha lowered his palm and came to the human world to succumb to demons.
Such terrifying power instantly changed the faces of the bad guys. Even the soldiers with strict military disciplines were shocked. Looking at the mountain-like Buddha's hand, they doubted that this was really a power that a mortal could possess?
Li Daoxuan also showed a bit of dignity.
This Hui Chan has some skills and is considered to be the best in the Yangshen Realm. He also feels the pressure. As expected, he is a worthy scholar despite his great reputation.
Of course, this also made Li Daoxuan's heart boil with fighting spirit.
Since entering the Yangshen Realm, he has yet to have a good fight. The enemies he encounters are either vulnerable or perverted like his senior sister, which makes people completely despair.
Hui Chan is a very good opponent, an opponent who allows him to go all out and test his own limits.
Li Daoxuan stretched out his hand, and a heavy sword as black as ink flew out of the Dragon Sword Box and landed in his palm.
The sword has not yet been sharpened, but it is as thick as an abyss and as steady as a mountain. It has not decayed over time, it has not been rusted by wind and rain, it has been unharmed by thunder, and it has not been touched by fire.
Middle grade spiritual treasure, giant sword!
The unparalleled heavy sword in the world!
Li Daoxuan raised the giant sword. It seemed to be heavier. Even as a sword master, he felt his wrist sinking and the ground beneath his feet cracked.
With a stab of the sword, the ground cracked and the mountains collapsed.
The shadow of big waves appeared between the sky and the earth, the sound of the waves was endless, and the shadows of the Five Mountains appeared vaguely on the sea, like fairy mountains in the fog or a mirage.
After absorbing a large amount of Wuzhiqi's essence and blood, the Giant Que Sword was successfully promoted. In the past, when it used the sword, it would be accompanied by the phantoms of the Five Mountains. Now, there are even thousands of miles of waves, and the waves are crashing on the shore, sweeping the world.
Wow!
Amidst the sound of the roaring waves, the Giant Que Sword shattered the huge Buddha's hand, and then turned into a huge heavy sword that shook the sky and shook the earth, slashing towards Hui Chan who showed a shocked look.
Hui Chan's hands almost turned golden and he grabbed the giant sword.
This is a Buddhist golden body, which is said to be indestructible and as solid as a rock. However, it has only been cultivated on both hands. If it extends to all parts of the body, it will be able to survive the thunder tribulation and achieve Arhat status.
clang! ! !
With a loud sound, like a golden bell piercing the ears, invisible air waves spread to all directions, and even the soldiers wearing heavy armor almost fell down and fell on their backs.
Under the sun, countless people saw a scene that shocked them.
I saw Hui Chan's figure flying backwards like a cannonball, first smashing the wall of the Main Hall, and then smashing the second, third, and fourth walls.
He didn't stop until he reached the ninth wall.
Wow!
The temple collapsed, beams and columns were severed, gravel and rubble were scattered everywhere, and the White Horse Temple was filled with dust and a mess.
“Abbot!!!”
The monks at White Horse Temple were filled with grief and anger. The abbot they thought was invincible in the world had actually lost?
Isn't Li Daoxuan in the early stage of Caiyangshen? Why can he defeat the abbot?
The abbot is their last hope and the greatest confidence of the White Horse Temple. If even the abbot loses, it will undoubtedly be a huge mental blow to them.
Li Daoxuan formed the sword formula with his hand, and the three red, white, and black sword lights intertwined and flew back to the Dragon Sword Box.
He let out a long breath.
In that sword strike just now, in addition to Fantian Seal, Plague Bell, Embroidery Needle and other trump cards, he almost used the strongest means at present, Unfair Sword Intention, Golden Box Sword Technique, Xuanming True Water...
Many magical powers, coupled with the giant sword of the middle-grade spiritual treasure, consumed nearly 30% of the mana before finally defeating Hui Chan.
This means that he does have the capital to be proud of his peers in the Yang Shen realm. Looking at the world, perhaps only a top Yang Shen like the old man who has lived for more than a hundred years can surpass him.
Of course, Li Daoxuan is only in the early stage of Yangshen. He still has a lot of room for improvement before he can overcome the tribulation and become an immortal.
Just as he was thinking, a figure suddenly jumped out of the ruins. The cassock on his body was drooping like a strip of cloth, revealing his bronzed muscles.
"It's the abbot!"
"Great, the abbot is not defeated yet!"
The eyes of the monks at White Horse Temple were once again filled with hope.
"Amitabha!"
Huichan clasped his hands together, but the bone-deep sword marks on his palms made him frown slightly, revealing a trace of pain.
He looked at Li Daoxuan, and the previous contempt was gone, replaced by deep solemnity and fear.
"I originally thought that you became famous by luck because of the Four Saints Formation, but now it seems that the donor is indeed a rare genius. I have been practicing hard for ninety years, but I am not as good as you at your young age. I am ashamed!"
Hui Chan is also a proud and arrogant person. He has been known as a genius since he was a child and is the top figure in Buddhism. However, facing Li Daoxuan, he actually felt a sense of frustration.
Maybe this was how his senior brothers felt when they faced him back then.
Hui Chan knew that he had lost, undisputed defeat, because the six-character mantra was already the strongest magical power he possessed.
"Although you, the monk, have a bit of a bad temper, you are quite honest."
Li Daoxuan said lightly.
Huichan shook his head and said: "I am not as good as you, but you killed my junior brother, insulted my Buddhism, and coveted the Buddha. I cannot sit idly by and do nothing. Even if I win without force, I will kill you."
Li Daoxuan raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Is it the Demon Suppression Tower?"
There is a treasure in the White Horse Temple called the Demon Suppressing Tower. Only the abbots of the past dynasties can control it. That important treasure is in the hands of Hui Chan. Maybe this is his confidence?
Huichan shook his head. He tore off the tattered cassock on his upper body, revealing his muscular body.
Although he is an octogenarian, his chest muscles are well developed, his muscles are knotted, and his eight-pack abdominal muscles are as sharp as a knife and an axe. He is filled with the beauty of masculinity and strength. Even a young man in his twenties would feel ashamed when he saw it.
However, on his burly and powerful body, there was a winding scar that spread from his left chest to his navel.
Li Daoxuan's eyes paused slightly on his scar.
"In the seventh year of the Great Cause, a black bear spirit in the middle stage of the Yang God broke into Luoyang and destroyed countless houses. Many people were martyred as a result. It was you who lured it out of Luoyang City and killed the demon in blood. Is this scar left at that time?"
Li Daoxuan recalled the information he saw when he was in Chang'an. As the leader of Hidden Dragon, he naturally had to know something about all the Yangshen monks in the world.
According to the court records, Hui Chan became famous all over the world after the battle with the black bear spirit, and was able to kill the great demon in the middle stage of Yang Shen, which was praised by Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty at that time.
Huichan snorted coldly and said: "So what? They say that rabbits die and dogs are cooked, and birds are hidden behind bows. I have seen it today. If it weren't for me, Huichen, Luoyang today would have been a hell on earth!"
Li Dao How many people’s fat and money have been searched!”
"Stop talking nonsense and let's fight again!"
Huichan turned his palms and found a simple black stone. He clasped his palms together and clamped the seemingly ordinary stone in his palms.
"The ninth abbot of White Horse Temple, respectfully invites the holy monk's relics!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the dark stone suddenly burst into dazzling golden light, and then flowed down Hui Chan's hand like liquid all over his body, dyeing every inch of his skin golden, and flowing with the bright Buddha's light.
The relics of the holy monk Kumarajiva!
boom!
The gravel and rubble around Hui Chan turned into powder in an instant, and the ground under his feet was also cracked inch by inch under its powerful momentum, and it continued to spread outward.
Tutu Gong seemed to have thought of it, his face changed greatly, and he shouted to Li Daoxuan: "Be careful, Imperial Master, the tongue relic of Kumarajiva has been enshrined in the White Horse Temple. It is said that it contains the purest Buddhist power of Kumarajiva." , Hui Chan wants to use the relics to refine the golden body of Buddhism, please stop him quickly!"
Hui Chan suddenly opened his eyes, and even his pupils turned into the purest golden color, as if containing endless power.
"late!"
The sound was like thunder, shaking the whole sky.
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