The BE of the anime turned into a HE

“Junior Brother Wuxin, long time no see.” Dajue said slowly, still sitting upright, neither looking up nor opening his eyes.

Wu Xin saw this and curled his lips slightly, "It's been a long time since we last met, Master Dajue, why don't you open your eyes and look at your nephew!"

Dajue, who was sitting upright, did not respond. Instead, the six people around him started to form a formation, surrounding Wuxin, so fast that only afterimages were left.

"The True Form Arhat Formation is indeed worthy of its reputation." Wuxin glanced at it casually, then lightly jumped to the side of the smiling monk.

"This master is so tired of laughing."

"Tired, but not tired." Dapu still had a smile on his face.

Wu Xin looked into Da Pu's eyes and said seriously, "No, you are tired."

"Why do you say that, my brother?" Da Pu said.

“Because you’ve been injured just now, so I choose you to break the first formation.” He then punched the man out.

Xiao Se looked at this scene, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, "Although Wuxin broke through first and gained the upper hand, but......"

The remaining five monks attacked Wuxin at the same time, except for Master Dajue who was sitting in meditation.

"Great Tathagata Seal, Vajra Pestle, Flower-picking Finger, Vajra Bowl, Qiankun Bag Skill! Just in time!" Wuxin was leisurely and not in a hurry. He jumped lightly, his long sleeves flying in the air.

It was the Heavenly Demon Dance that was used against Jin Xian before.

I saw several people trapped in it, and Wuxin appeared in front of them, fighting with them, using the same moves.

Xiao Se and Lei Wujie were watching outside and saw that these people were fighting with the air, while Wuxin was standing in the middle unharmed.

"They...are controlled by this Heavenly Demon Dance." Lei Wujie looked at Xiao Se.

Xiao Se looked at them calmly and said sarcastically, "It seems that the martial arts skills of the monks in the Jiulong Temple are really not that good."

"This mediocre monk almost killed me just now." Lei Wujie scratched his head embarrassedly.

Xiao Se looked in Wu Xin's direction, "They can't be compared. Wu Xin didn't use martial arts, but a secret technique, and the formation was not broken."

"The other monks have all taken action, why doesn't the monk in the middle move?" Lei Wujie looked at Dajue who was sitting in meditation.

"It's different. That is Master Dajue, the abbot of Jiulong Temple. I'm afraid he will be difficult to deal with." Xiao Se frowned slightly.

Wu Xin walked slowly forward to Da Jue and said with a smile: "Master Da Jue, if you don't open your eyes, your fellow apprentices will probably die."

Dajue heard this and frowned, "Why do you have to force me?"

"Master Dajue, you talk too much. Do you think your fellow disciples can last another stick of incense?" Wuxin reminded kindly.

Hearing this, Dajue suddenly opened his eyes, and in an instant, all the demons retreated. Several Zen masters who were trapped in the Heavenly Demon Dance also woke up, and Wuxin was no longer in front of them.

Wu Xin was also forced to take a few steps back by this momentum. "My mind is like a clear mirror, immune to all evil. I didn't expect that Master Dajue has made such progress in the Bodhi Heart Sutra."

Zen Master Da Huai stood up at once and said, "You bold evil demon."

"It's not that I am an evil creature, it's that you masters have lost your Buddhist heart. It is said that when Fotuo was about to become a Buddha, Tumo was terrified and sent his children to be as charming as possible. But Fotuo was not calm and watched, and all the beauties were nothing but skulls and pus and blood." Wuxin glanced sideways.

Da Huai looked helpless and said sternly, "My nephew's evil heart is greater than my Buddha heart. My nephew wants me to become a demon, and I have no choice."

"This statement is really shameless." Wuxin glanced at him with disdain.

Hearing this, Xiao Se shook his head and rolled his eyes, and Lei Wujie also smiled inappropriately.

"Dahuai, come back." Dajue said slowly.

Dahuai had no choice but to obey Dajue's order. He snorted coldly and left.

Dajue looked at Wuxin calmly, "Do you still remember the first time we met?"

"At that time, I had just entered Hanshui Temple. Master Dajue came from Jiulong Temple and discussed Taoism with Master for seven days. He also took Brother Wuchan away." Wuxin responded.

Dajue stood up slowly, "Then do you know what I was thinking when I first saw you?"

"Buddhism has five precepts: refrain from killing, refrain from stealing, refrain from sexual misconduct, refrain from lying, and refrain from drinking alcohol. I guess that Master Dajue had broken the first precept when he first met Wuxin." Wuxin still had a smile on his face.

Dajue clenched his fists, anger suddenly ignited in his eyes, "Yes, I wanted to kill you the first time we met."

As the words fell, Dajue's body changed. He suddenly became much taller, his muscles swelled, and his whole body turned golden.

"What kind of martial arts is this?" Lei Wujie asked in surprise.

"Indestructible, immune to all poisons, indestructible, and invincible." Xiao Se's expression was still lazy. "One of the ten great Buddhist skills, the Vajra Subduing Demon Skill, can be cultivated to the peak to achieve the Vajra Body."

Wu Xin looked at the giant in front of him, not afraid, and calmly stretched out his left hand, "Please."

Dajue clasped his fists and punched down quickly, the floor tiles were instantly smashed and a hole appeared.

Wuxin rushed forward at an extremely fast speed and used his demon-subduing magic to hit Dajue, but there was no reaction, as if he had hit a solid wall.

After several exchanges, Wu Xin was knocked out by Da Jue's punch, and he took several steps back before he could stabilize himself, feeling his blood boiling.

"Are you okay?" Lei Wujie hurriedly supported Wuxin.

Xiao Se's body moved slightly, and then he sat down again, "This Vajra magical power consumes a lot of internal energy to perform. Although Dajue has a good cultivation, he is old after all. You can hold him back."

“I’m afraid it won’t work. In the last round of the True Form Arhat Formation, the Arhats will become one. The internal strength of seven people will be concentrated in one person. I’m afraid I will be the first one to be exhausted.” Wuxin looked at him solemnly.

Xiao Se lowered his hands from his knees and sat up straight. "Then what are you going to do?"

“If he wants to be a Daluo Vajra, I will beat him until his Vajra is broken. Vajra is indestructible? I will beat him until his soul is completely destroyed!” Wuxin suddenly put away his smile, took another step forward, and punched Zen Master Dajue with a “dong” sound.

Punch after punch, Wuxin threw dozens of punches in anger.

The last punch sent Dajue flying and smashing into the temple. Wuxin quickly chased after him.

At this moment Wuxin was no longer as calm and composed as before, he was now full of momentum and his fists were so powerful that the temple behind him almost shook.

He shouted angrily: "Dajue, do you know why my master became possessed by the devil?"

Dajue clasped his hands together, remained silent, and attacked straight forward.

Wu Xin dodged Dajue's fist and knocked him down with one punch, "It is you fake Buddhas who have forced me to this point!" Then he punched Dajue in the face.

After dozens of punches, Dajue seized the opportunity and knocked Wuxin out with one punch, smashing the stone statue heavily, and it fell down with the rubble.

Dajue strode out and said, "What nonsense! If I hadn't protected you, the evil demon, how could Wuyou have been possessed by the devil? I will get rid of you, the evil demon, today."

Wuxin struggled to stand up, raised his hand to cover his left shoulder, and looked at Dajue who was rushing towards him, feeling completely powerless.