My brother is so cunning.

“Om Banjarsa Bang Hum!”

At the moment before the explosion, Master Fashan was forced to remove the White Tara form. He bound his hands outwards, with his two middle fingers erect like needles, his two little fingers and thumbs erect respectively, and made the Vajrasattva seal.

The Vajrasattva mantra can be blessed by the Buddhas of the five directions and Vajradhara. It is a higher-level defensive magical power. In the center of the explosion, the monk came to the world like a golden Buddha. His whole body was hit by the explosion shock wave and golden light burst out. However, But it stands upright like a strong pine facing the wind, resisting all impacts.

Air Sword 20 dived and fired its sub-sword again, but this time it no longer wasted ammunition to cover the fire. It only fired one shot, but it was to interfere with the monk and prevent him from performing the ritual to summon the Seven Eyes of White Tara again.

"What a treacherous monster!"

The monk said bitterly: "Since I know that I am unable to detect your real body due to persecution, I will destroy your magic weapon first and then dig you out!"

He Lingyun had entered the state at this time, her thoughts were no longer disturbed by her emotions, and her combat ideas became clearer. While controlling Sword 20 to carry out attacks, she tried to recall the weapon operating system manual Wen Rui had given her before.

As a well-known good girl and good student of the Lishan Immortal Sect, He Lingyun did not waste those three days of self-study time. She studied the manual carefully for twelve hours every day, and had an extremely solid grasp of theoretical knowledge.

The hard work was not in vain. She was like a cat in a daze on the Internet. Countless words, theorems, codes, and graphics emerged in her mind, and she restored what she had learned before word for word.

This is why the greater the pressure, the higher the efficiency. No one needs to teach me. What I couldn't understand before when I read the jade slips, I figured it out all at once.

Master Fashan shook his hands, and a simple purple-gold alms bowl appeared in his palm. He held the alms bowl with one hand, pointed it at the sword 20 in the air from a distance, and chanted in his mouth: "The mighty heavenly dragon, the great Luo Dharma mantra, the Boruo Buddhas, Prajna is empty, the alms bowl, take it away!”

This purple gold alms bowl was a Buddhist spiritual treasure given by Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva before he went down to the Snowy Mountains to preach in China. Although the alms bowl is small, the Buddhist magic power blessed by it is as deep as a prison. It is the Buddha's innate treasure, the Dinghai Pearl. The space laws comprehended in it are integrated into it and cast.

The alms bowl can collect evil spirits and ghosts, and it can also collect enemy magic weapons. It is the greatest support for Master Fashan on his trip to the Central Plains.

"Hmph, I have collected this weird demon weapon from you, let's see what other tricks you, the monster, can do!"

The powerful Buddha's voice blurted out. Master Fashan raised his head proudly and locked his mind on the flying magic weapon in the air. However, when his mind swept across the blue sky, he was stunned.

Obviously, the naked eye can see the black dot as small as a sesame seed in the sky, and knows the location of the flying demon weapon, but in the consciousness of the sea, there is nothing there.

The spirit gold content of the demon weapon is extremely low, and it can almost only be regarded as a mortal object. However, this is not a problem for Master Fashan, who has practiced Buddhism deeply and has extremely sharp six senses. As long as he has half a tael of spirit gold, he can scan it with Fashan's heavenly eye. It is as eye-catching as the bright moon in the sky.

However, what surprised Fashan the most was that the surface of the demonic weapon was coated with a thin layer of paint mixed with an unknown substance, and when his spiritual consciousness scanned it, it cut through, bypassed, and even absorbed it.

With his extremely sharp consciousness, he was unable to lock it!

You must know that the Lingbao alms bowl is not a miniature black hole. After it is opened, everything in the world will be sucked in instantly. Then this alms bowl is not a magic weapon to suppress monsters, but a weapon to destroy the world.

The most important thing for using this treasure is to lock the object you want to absorb with your spiritual thoughts. No matter it is a living creature or a magic weapon, if you can lock it, it will be pulled into the alms bowl space by the force of invisible space pulling.

Absorbing what needs to be absorbed without inhaling random flowers and plants is the power that Buddhist sealed spiritual treasures should have.

Just like King Golden Horn's purple-gold red gourd, even if it is an innate spiritual treasure born at the beginning of the world, it can only be determined by the rules of name positioning to absorb the target. It cannot be absorbed even if it is not named. It is not as good as Fashan's purple-gold alms bowl set. The divine consciousness locking and identification friend or foe system is advanced.

Master Fashan gritted his teeth, wiped his forehead with his hand, and shouted: "The evildoer must have had an adventure and obtained such a mysterious treasure. I saw this treasure today, which shows that this treasure is destined to my Buddhism, so I will use more magic power to determine it." To collect it.”

"Open your clairvoyance!"

With an angry shout, Master Fashan opened his vertical eyes on his forehead. The pupils of those vertical eyes were filled with golden light, and a "ten thousand characters" pattern was rotating endlessly in the pupils.

By using the supernatural power of the heavenly eye, all living beings and objects in the six realms of the earth and below can be illuminated, no matter how close, how far, how thin, how thin, and all the colors can be illuminated.

Dharma Shan has not yet attained the status of Arhat, and his heavenly eyes cannot reach the great power of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, but he can still see far as well as near, and can detect even the smallest details.

He turned on the clairvoyance, and his dynamic vision was greatly enhanced. Even if his spiritual thoughts could not lock it, he could track the magic weapon locked in the air at high speed by relying on his five senses.

However, under the control of He Lingyun, the air sword No. 20 suddenly raised the sword and turned the sword head to fly in the direction of the sun. As Master Haishan followed it with his eyes, the dazzling sunlight illuminated his field of vision in red.

The sun's rays contained the true fire of the sun, and under the shining golden light, Master Fashan's divine eyes and supernatural powers were somewhat unable to withstand it, and the lock was broken for a while.

At the same time that he lost sight of the sword, several rays of light flames were ejected from both sides of the sword belly of Jian 20. The weak spiritual energy fluctuations emitted by the flames were the same as those of Jian 20's body. Then the light and shadow around the flames twisted and turned into The shape of sword two zero.

The twenty-one swords in the sky were divided into ten and scattered in different directions. Bo Yu's consciousness lock was completely disrupted. He jumped back and forth between the ten targets, completely unable to identify where his true body was. .

"So this is how the 'induction sword' is used!" He Lingyun murmured, "Not only can it get rid of the enemy's mind lock, but if the enemy releases a tracking magic or flying sword, it can also be led away by the induction sword..."

Master Fashan had no choice but to take back the bowl, and shook his hand again. A nearly one-foot-long metal cone appeared in his palm. He threw the iron cone into the air and raised the magic weapon to hit Jian Erling.

This metal cone is lantern-shaped at one end and a three-pointed cone at the other end. It is the Buddhist magic weapon, the demon-subduing pestle. Under the great magic power, the demon-subduing pestle was as fast as lightning, and it arrived in the sky thousands of feet high in an instant, and it was about to hit.

However, the tail of the strange magic weapon spewed flames, and the flames turned into a faint orchid color. There were also ring-shaped traces in the flames. A series of muffled thunders sounded in the air, and the speed suddenly increased several times.

This time, no matter how Master Fashan urged his magic power to increase the speed of the demon-subduing pestle, he could only follow the strange magic weapon and eat dust.

Once the strange-shaped magic weapon has left the demon-subduing pestle behind for a certain distance, it will dive down and shoot out a sub-sword towards Fashan. The sub-sword is even faster under the acceleration of the dive, and each incoming flying cone is faster than the sound, and the sword arrives before the sound.

The outer shell of each flying cone is coated with a strange thin paint that absorbs and refracts divine thoughts. With Master Fashan's sharp five senses and six consciousnesses, he can only avoid one or two out of ten high-speed and silent objects.

After a few rounds, Fashan felt that the crane monster that came for revenge was more and more difficult to deal with. It was completely different from the monster a few days ago. I don't know what great opportunity it encountered to get such a sharp flying magic weapon.

The crane monster's combat awareness was also greatly improved, but it didn't dance like a pheasant that seemed graceful but actually meaningless funny dance steps like before, but drilled into the ground that could shield divine thoughts from detection, withdrew its breath and huddled like a chicken, hiding its body well.

Unable to find the crane monster's hiding place, Fashan fought with the magic weapon controlled by the crane monster several times. Fashan was blown to dust. The magic robe he was wearing had taken several attacks from the sword, but it was also torn and damaged like rags. He watched the protective robe being destroyed.

Gradually, Master Fashan's expression was no longer as majestic and impressive as before, but became more solemn and cautious. Even though he was at the level of the Nascent Soul Stage, after this fierce battle, his magic power had been consumed by more than half. If he continued to fight, his magic power would gradually run out, and the offensive and defensive situation would be easy.

The crane monster hid under the nine earths and attacked above the nine heavens, and was already invincible.

She controlled the strange iron eagle-shaped magic weapon as if she was using it with her arms, and it was almost visibly more and more skilled. Gradually, she no longer felt the awkwardness of the operation when they just fought. It was as if she was constantly learning and improving in the battle, as if she regarded Master Fashan as a whetstone for tempering her skills!

"It's just a little demon that has formed a demon pill not long ago..."

Using the Vajrasattva seal again to withstand a piercing and explosive sword, Master Fashan didn't have time to recite the "Buddha's Sutra on the Treatment of Hemorrhoids" to heal his injuries. Master Fashan whispered in hatred: "Forget it, the demon's magic weapon is sharp, wait for me to ask the Bodhisattva for the Vajra Rope to subdue her!"

After making a decision, Master Fashan recited the "Laizhahe Luo Sutra", his feet glowed with golden light, and the footprints turned into lotus seals, showing the "divine feet".

The divine feet of Buddha and Bodhisattva can achieve the miraculous effect of instant movement caused by thoughts. For Western monks like Fashan who have not achieved the Arhat fruit, the power of the divine feet is greatly reduced, but it also presents the magic of "moving the body and the spirit, raising the body to the sky, like a flying bird".

Master Fashan ran wildly in the air, but he was determined to leave the battlefield and escape.

"Win... win? I... I actually beat that vicious monk away?" He Lingyun, who was hiding underground, saw this scene through Jian Erling's perspective and was also stunned on the spot. She breathed a sigh of relief, her spirit was relieved from the high tension, and her whole body was a little weak. Recalling the battle process just now, it took only a quarter of an hour, and the experience and skills she learned were more than the 200 years of cultivation in Lishan Xianzong! If He Lingyun was asked to explain what she had learned, she was afraid that she would not be able to explain it clearly, but she knew very well that even if she took the old flying sword to participate in the sect competition, it would not be too difficult to rank high or even win the championship. "Brother Wen didn't lie to me? Is the improvement of actual combat training really a thousand times greater than that of normal training?"

Thinking of this, He Lingyun's cheeks were slightly hot. He recalled that he had always been secretly criticizing Brother Wen and regarded him as a 100% treacherous villain. He couldn't help but feel guilty and wondered how to thank and compensate Brother Wen later.

"Hey, what are you daydreaming about?"

Brother Wen's stern rebuke came from the bracket behind him: "The battle is not over yet. You have to keep your word when you come out to cultivate immortality. You said that you will fight to the death. The actual combat training must end with one side dead. Why don't you quickly control Jian Erling to chase and kill that monk?"

"Ah?" He Lingyun was stunned again when he heard it: "Kill, kill... people? The sect master taught us that we Lishan disciples cannot commit killing indiscriminately..."

"What the sect teaches is a waste of time. A bunch of mediocre people are running around in it. The person in front says "two plus two", and the person behind says "equals four". When the bell rings, they give you some broken pills, and the medicine bottle says "You can go to the toilet"..."

Brother Wen's extremely disdainful tone came from the communicator: "The meaning of the sect's existence is to keep special individuals who are sensitive to spiritual power among the sentient beings in the three realms, stifle their potential, make them follow the rules within a controllable range, and grow into the tool shape that the upper immortals want."

His tone turned joking: "Not to mention whether you can survive until the day of your ascension. If you are really lucky enough to ascend, when you get to heaven, will you be squatting in the garden of some immortal's cave as a pet crane, or will you be wearing a bun in a bun somewhere? Fairy Is this your ambition to practice enlightenment by pretending to be a maid at the banquet held by the mother-in-law? If not, you will probably have only these two employment channels after your ascension."

"What's more..."

Senior Brother Wen's tone became cold: "If you don't kill that monk, will he be grateful to you? He will only thank the Lord Buddha for protecting him from the sea of ​​suffering. If he takes a moment, he will come back to kill you."

Speaking of this, He Lingyun suddenly lost his connection with Jian Erling and could no longer control Jian Erling.

"Since you yourself don't want to live a good life, according to the Sword 20 test agreement and do not cooperate to complete the actual combat training, I have the right to take back Sword 20, lest Sword 20 fall into the hands of the Buddhists after your death and attract the Buddhists to attack me. Coveted for weapon refining technology!"

Senior Brother Wen took back control of Jian Erling without mercy. Then He Lingyun had a sudden impulse and felt a sudden sense of crisis coming. He was vaguely aware that Jian Erling had turned around and locked onto him.

"You've also read the weapon operation manual. To deal with enemies hiding underground, Jian 20 has a special underground sword."

Senior Brother Wen's tone was extremely cold: "According to the confidentiality clause of the weapons testing agreement, I have the right to take all necessary measures to prevent you from leaking secrets! You will soon be retaliated to death by the monk. The probability of occurrence is as high as 99.9995%. In order to prevent you from being The Western religion tortured you to find out my origins, so I had no choice but to silence you. It was the kind that destroyed both body and soul. After all, some Buddhist magical powers can make the dead speak. "

He Lingyun recalled the contents of the agreement he signed, and actually remembered the two clauses that he had brushed aside and ignored. As Senior Brother Wen said, the agreement did give him corresponding rights, and they were clearly written in black and white. in vain.

If he violates the agreement first, even if he kills someone, destroys his body, and destroys his traces, he has nothing to complain about. Even if he goes to the sect to complain to Mother Lishan, he will not win the case.

"but……"

Senior Brother Wen's tone slowed down and he asked solemnly, word by word:

"For the sake of being a Jie Jiao, I can give you one last chance to choose. Should you immediately control Sword 20 to catch up and kill the monk, or should you be killed and silenced by me now?"