Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"Hypocritical and deceitful, a pack of lies! This Saintess personally witnessed you devour the demonic energy of my sect's cultivators, which is how you broke through! What slaying demons and monsters? It's all to satisfy your own selfish desires!" Affected by her emotions, Zhulong abruptly stretched its neck, raised its massive dragon head, and let out an angry roar.

Zhenye smiled eerily, suddenly clenched his fist, and casually punched forward. With a 'crack,' the air exploded, and a violent gust of wind spun outward. He muttered to himself, "Hmm, such a strong physical body. Let's use you to test something!"

Having said that, he took a series of steps, instantly closing in on Zhulong, and punched its massive head. Zhulong was furious, opening its bloody maw to bite at the approaching enemy.

The bald monk's fist suddenly grew larger, its size comparable to the dragon's head, and collided heavily with its jaws. With a 'boom,' a violent wind arose, and waves surged into the sky.

The dragon's head and the large fist recoiled from each other, then continued to collide repeatedly. After a dozen or so exchanges, the bald monk felt he couldn't take it anymore, so he retreated, grinning, "Looks like my physical body is still a bit lacking. Then I'll use my Subduing Demon Art!"

Zhang Xuan had no patience to listen to his mutterings. She controlled Zhulong to soar into the air, spitting out a cloud of black mist transformed from Three-Life Water, covering the bald monk.

"Buddha's Light Illuminates All!" The bald monk held his right palm upright in front of his chest and formed a hand seal with his left hand, just like the illusory figure, chanting a mantra.

As the mantra was recited, a Dharma wheel appeared above his head, emitting a faint golden light. Although it was much weaker than the one emitted by the illusory figure, it instantly purified the black mist spewed out by Zhulong. The light shone on Zhulong, producing a slight burning sensation, but it didn't cause any damage.

Zhulong spun around, its long tail smashing towards the bald monk. This person stopped chanting, his figure flashed, his right hand turned, and he slapped towards it, then withdrew and retreated, standing still twenty or so feet away, looking at Zhulong with a smile that was not a smile.

"Be careful!" Zhang Yuanjing warned through telepathy, but he was still a step too late.

Zhulong's massive body swayed, staggering as if drunk.

"This person's technique can strip the six senses, that is, the six senses. See which sense Zhulong has lost!" Zhang Yuanjing was a bit annoyed, regretting not telling her about this sooner.

However, even if Zhang Xuan had known in advance, it would have been difficult to avoid this move.

"It's the body sense! I can't feel the outside world, I can't smoothly control Zhulong's body anymore!" Zhang Xuan said in a trembling voice.

"Hehe, not bad luck, body, eye, ear, three senses, you have been stripped of your body sense. This monk has enhanced the body root." Zhenye said with a smile, "Saintess, this monk is bullying the small with the big, so I will explain to you, the so-called body sense, is your body's sense of touch, but it is not as simple as you think. Look, you can't even maintain your body shape now, let alone coordinate your limbs and torso. You should carefully experience the consequences of stripping the body sense!"

As Zhenye spoke, he punched again, hitting the top of Zhulong's head, which was twisted and slow to move, smashing one of its large ears into minced meat.

Zhulong cried out in pain, roaring, and swung its long tail, whipping towards Zhenye on its side. He flashed, dodged to the other side, and punched again, smashing its other ear. But Zhulong's tail whipped its own cheek, instantly tearing the skin and flesh, and blood flowed freely.

Zhulong wailed, as if out of control, and fell towards the ground below.

"Quick, enter the Black Water Pool and dive into the deep water!" Seeing that Zhulong was no match for Zhenye at this time, Zhang Yuanjing quickly transmitted to Zhang Xuan, telling her to avoid the brunt of the attack.

Zhenye took out a string of prayer beads, a total of nineteen, each the size of a dragon's eye, made of extraordinary material, neither gold nor jade, neither wood nor stone, each round and emitting a dark, black light, quite a bit eerie.

"Hehe, this old man's Mantra Beads are finally useful!" He smiled eerily, the fleshy face shook twice, and then pinched the prayer beads and甩, the nineteen black beads, like locust stones, hit Zhulong's head, body and tail.

Zhulong snorted, its scales all over its body bulged, flashing a layer of yellow light, and then quickly swam towards the Black Water River.

"Want to run? Too late!" Zhenye turned his wrist, and a purple-gold alms bowl appeared in his hand, chanting mantras, and then threw it above the Black Water Pool.

The alms bowl was only a foot in size, staying in mid-air. A golden light suddenly shot out from the alms bowl, covering Zhulong's head. Zhulong immediately felt like a stone mountain was pressing on its head, making it difficult to move.

At this time, the nineteen prayer beads had already hit Zhulong, but they were all blocked by its hard scales. However, it had been fixed in place and could not dodge. The prayer beads circled in the air and struck again.

The effect of this bead is still unknown, but since it can be used by Zhenye, a Buddhist monk in the Arhat realm equivalent to a Nascent Soul cultivator, to deal with the same level of demonic beast Zhulong, it must not be an ordinary product.

And Zhulong, because Zhang Xuan's body strength is too weak, only has the strength of the incarnation realm, and can't exert it at all.

Zhang Yuanjing saw that the situation was critical, and quickly went up to a place more than twenty feet from the ground. Zhenye naturally discovered his trace, but he didn't care about this Golden Core late stage cultivator, and only concentrated on controlling the prayer beads with his mind power to attack Zhulong.

His Mantra Beads were blessed with deep mind power by several generations of abbots in the sect for more than two thousand years before they were refined. The material is actually just ordinary sandalwood, but its supernatural power is extraordinary.

As long as the opponent is hit by this bead, it can stick to their body like a maggot on a bone, and then repeat the mantra day and night, moment by moment, no matter how strong their will is, they will be "purified".

This object has always been worn by successive abbots and is one of the inherited items. However, when it came to this generation of abbot, he didn't care about these external objects, and often left them in the meditation room where he lived, placed in an ordinary wooden cabinet. As the abbot's meditation room, it is usually heavily guarded, so there is no need to worry about being stolen.

However, external thieves are easy to block, but domestic thieves are hard to guard against. This Zhenye, because his cultivation had reached a bottleneck, went out to find opportunities by chance, and took the opportunity to take the scriptures for the abbot, and stole this string of prayer beads.

This object cannot exert its power without the Arhat realm. However, he has a secret treasure of "True Buddha Projection". With its help, he can also obtain the power of the Arhat level, so he is not worried about being unable to use it. This is also his reliance on daring to break into the Zhulong Divine Sect's main altar, which is like a dragon's pool and a tiger's den. Of course, at this time, he has advanced to the Arhat realm, and using this bead is naturally no longer restricted.

Zhulong's physical defense is extremely strong. In a few breaths, the prayer beads attacked repeatedly more than ten times, but they all failed to break through the defense of its scales. However, this bead after all contains tyrannical mind power. Every attack will weaken Zhulong's strength and defense.

Zhang Yuanjing saw it clearly and was extremely anxious. If Zhenye was allowed to continue like this, Zhulong would surely die. Without Zhulong, there would be no force in Zhulong Valley to restrain this person, and the consequences would be imaginable.