My brother is so cunning.

The optical camouflage was lifted, and a golden-armored warrior wearing a fully enclosed helmet appeared in the hall.

The old monk still didn't open his eyes. For a Western Arhat of his level, what he saw with his mind's eye was much more clear than with his naked eyes.

"It turned out to be a visit from an old friend."

The old monk was neither sad nor happy, and said loudly: "Junior brother, the last time we met was more than five hundred years ago when all the immortals from the Jie Sect gathered together to practice the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. Are you okay?"

Wen Rui took a closer look at the old monk's appearance, his round nose, narrow eyes, protruding lips and flat mouth, and he immediately matched up with someone in his memory.

"Who did I think it was? It was Senior Brother Akame. You didn't open your eyes and didn't recognize him for a while."

As he spoke, Wen Rui controlled the helmet to disintegrate into nano-units and merge into his body, revealing his true appearance.

What Wen Rui shows is the appearance he had during the Battle of the Gods five hundred years ago, which is the handsome face of the "Little Grand Master" version of Wen Zhong's cosplay.

"There are no red eyes in the world now, only wise eyes."

The old monk smiled warmly, as if he was really greeting an old friend: "I'm a poor monk, the wise monk, please don't admit your mistake when I hear Tan Yue."

Wen Rui sneered and said, "No matter what your name is, I just think you are that bastard from Taoist Chimu."

"Wen Tanyue came to visit the poor monk late at night, why?"

"Senior brother, you are asking questions knowingly. What else can you do? Just clean up the family."

The two were old acquaintances. Taoist Chimu was the great disciple of Long-eared Dingguang Immortal. He joined the Western religion with his master. He was a Taoist monk in the Earth Immortal Realm and is now a Buddhist monk in the Arhat Realm.

"I heard Tan Yue, today is different from the past, and things in the world are constantly changing."

The old monk looked good-tempered, with a faint smile still on his face: "Everything has passed, why bother clinging to the past rights and wrongs, let go of your obsession."

Wen Rui also smiled, shook his head and said: "Don't get me wrong, I am cleaning up the Western religion, not for the nonsense that was done hundreds of years ago."

"The leader of the church, as a saint, trusted Master You so easily that his last counterattack card was stolen. The fault lies in his lack of knowledge and has nothing to do with your master."

Wen Rui spread his hands and said: "But after the great catastrophe of becoming a god, you masters and disciples used the name of Western religion to pervert and create endless evil obstacles, which eventually attracted the anger of both humans and gods. I will clean up the door for Tathagata and repay him for giving me the true scripture."

When fighting against Western sect disciples, especially Western sect monks with a certain level of attainment, one must talk a little bit before starting a fight, otherwise they will easily accuse him of making trouble and go to Patriarch Hongjun to stir up trouble and frame him.

The failure of the Battle of the Gods was a bloody lesson. Of course Wen Rui would not repeat the same mistake, and he relied on him and said it was revenge for personal gain.

"Tan Yue has evil in his heart, and everything he sees is evil. There is good in the poor monk's heart, and great evil also appears as great good under the wise eye."

The old monk said in a deep voice: "The desire of the female and the male, the union of yin and yang, are the principles of the Great Dao. Why is there such evil? Emptiness is form, form is emptiness. The five aggregates are all empty, and the five aggregates are all forms. They are all the path to enlightenment."

"Perhaps Tan Yue saw the chaos outside and decided that the poor monk's master, Great Joy Bodhisattva, was cultivating an evil path and teaching an evil Dharma."

The old monk spoke eloquently: "But, Tan Yue, have you ever thought that only by experiencing the chaos of form and emptiness in this world can foolish sentient beings see through form and emptiness, realize enlightenment in suffering and bliss, and be reborn in the Western Paradise, without the misfortune of sinking into reincarnation. "

Western religions are accustomed to telling fallacious theories. If Wen Rui hadn't studied the classics he bought, he might have been deceived by his excuses.

"In the Age of Dharma Ending, the devil has a gold-plated body, so you can just pull it off."

Wen Rui sneered and said: "You can talk about rape and distorted human relations in such a fresh and refined way, and you seem to think about the victims. You have not been in Western teaching all these years. You are just trying to deceive others, isn't it? Can you fool me? Isn’t it just a super illusion of a collective consciousness with unlimited energy? It might have been able to fool people before the invention of matrix technology.”

"I can also create a paradise. It is much more interesting than the pure land taught by your Westerners. Moreover, the paradise I created does not have such a high entry threshold, and there is no need to suffer all the hardships in this life."

"Do you think Tathagata doesn't know what disgusting things your master and disciples have done, and will cause trouble for thousands of years in the future and be criticized and ridiculed by all living beings? It's just that he stole the Six Soul Flags for you and saved the lives of Western saints in disguise, so he can't deal with you directly. That’s all!”

"That dirty disciple of Long-eared Dingguang Immortal holds a goddess in his arms and says that seeing through the void will not affect the ordinary mind. What a boast. Even if he castrates himself, he will not be affected by the ordinary mind. Do all eunuchs have Buddha nature? It's just a mere influence of thoughts. The little trick of the body’s hormone secretion makes you look so noble.”

After being retorted by Wen Rui, the old monk's smile froze on his face, and his face gradually became gloomy: "Slandering the Buddha is an unforgivable sin that will lead to eternal hell! The sea of ​​suffering has no limit, and there is no end at all. Wen Tan Yue just retreated, and the poor monk thought about the past. Let’s get to know each other, and I won’t argue with you.”

"Who are you trying to scare? Hell is just like my backyard. I'm almost tired of it."

Wen Rui said disdainfully: "I, Jiejiao, have always been a human being and will not kill everyone. If you surrender obediently, surrender and leave everyone in this city to me, I will let you live. Send you to the place I created. In the Land of Ultimate Bliss, you can be as happy as you want, and becoming a Buddha immediately is not a problem.”

"If we have different paths, we should not conspire against each other! Protect the Dharma and slay the demons!"

The old monk slowly opened his closed eyes. As expected by Wen Rui, he had a pair of blood-red pupils.

The red-eyed Taoist and the long-eared Dingguang Immortal are of the same race, but they are the spirit of a white rabbit with red eyes.

When he opened his eyes, the old monk's aura suddenly rose, and his thin and shriveled body immediately expanded. In an instant, his muscles became tangled, and his height increased to three meters.

Two arms grew out of his ribs, and two arms grew out of his back. Together with the original arms, he completed the transformation into the six-armed arhat.

A pair of red eyes radiated a terrifying light, and the six-armed arhat showed a furious look. He rushed to Wen Rui in a flash, and the three arms on one side of his body came out at the same time.

While waving his hands, he threw three punches at the same time.

Among the three punches, one hit Wen Rui in the face, one hit the throat, and one hit the heart.

Wen Rui did not move at all. In fact, he did not have time to react. The opponent's physical speed was too fast, and Wen Rui's body coordination was still a little poor. He really wanted to dodge but couldn't.

The fist hit the body, making a metallic collision sound like a huge bell.

The huge sound wave swept across and spread like a wave, and the wooden floor of the hall was shattered and scattered with Wen Rui as the center.

The appearance of the six-armed arhat is a diamond body, which is incredibly strong. The force of this punch is also thousands of tons, which is stronger than the impact of the largest pile driver.

But such a strong force, hitting Wen Rui, couldn't even make him take a step back.

Although Wen Rui weighed only more than 5,000 tons, the traction of the gravitational field that fixed his body was far greater than gravity, as if he was nailed into the gravity well like a nail.

The subcutaneous golden hoop network microstructure borrowed from the atomic arrangement of vibranium, with a very high upper limit of force absorption. The power of this punch was far from the limit of absorption.

The absorbed power was stored in the golden hoop and turned into metal stress, which could be converted and released at any time.

He punched down with anger, but it had no effect. The wise monk couldn't help but be moved and said in astonishment: "How is it possible..."

Before he finished speaking, the six-armed arhat hit Wen Rui's chin with an uppercut.

The world's martial arts come from Shenglong. Wen Rui played a mediocre Shenglong punch, but the power of this punch was several times that of the six-armed arhat's previous three punches.

The power of the Cyber ​​King's Cudgel, the metal stress released after absorption, the force of gravity pulling acceleration...

Multiple forces are superimposed together.

The huge six-armed Arhat flew into the air like a cannonball, breaking through the roof of the temple and still flying higher and higher.

Wen Rui also flew up at the same time, and his body quickly reached a maximum speed under the acceleration of the gravity engine, and he actually caught up with the six-armed Arhat flying into the air.

In mid-air, another punch hit the six-armed Arhat in the face, knocking him flying sideways from the upward flight. Wen Rui accelerated and caught up with the flying Arhat again, and punched him again to speed him up.

In the battle between extraordinary people, if the physical strength and firmness are strong to a certain extent, and they can all fly at high speed, all martial arts moves will be meaningless, and the simple and unpretentious Superman Three Punches are the correct answer for hand-to-hand combat.