This feeling of disgust is extremely strong.

From Cui Heng's perspective, you can even see a ball of dark clouds flying from the West.

These are all black lights that symbolize evil.

He sucked suddenly, and the seven-emotional light around the golden elixir trembled, and the black light surged inch on the spot!

"So much!" Cui Heng's eyes lit up immediately.

This was just the disgust the other party had when he didn't see him, and it could actually make the black light soar.

If you can squeeze it hard, you might be able to explode three or five inches of emotions directly.

Moreover, in addition to the black light that symbolizes evil, it can also collect the blue light that symbolizes fear and gray light that symbolizes sorrow.

If it is properly operated, the purple light that symbolizes anger should be able to collect a lot.

What kind of monk is this?

It is clearly a walking treasure chest monster!

A great harvest is coming soon.

"However, this Buddha power is a bit familiar. Is it the Bodhisattva jade bone I made with chicken bone?" Cui Heng looked to the West and chuckled, "This is how to use it to refine the golden body of the Arhat."

The Bodhisattva jade bones swallowed by the Dharma are made by Cui Heng using magic power to transform a chicken bone.

I don’t know if the one he refined from this should be called the Arhat Golden Body?

Or the Arhat chicken frame?

At this time, Liu Yiyun was comprehending the sword technique outside the inner hall of the official office. Seeing Cui Heng coming out and looking at the sky, she couldn't help but curious, "Master Master, is there something happening in the west?"

"There is an Arhat to come." Cui Heng smiled, as if talking about a very ordinary thing.

"Luo, Arhat?!" Liu Yiyun's beautiful eyes were wide open when she heard this, and she looked at the West in astonishment, with murderous intent in her eyes, "Is the Grand Master, the Arhat in Baolin Zen Temple?"

There is a great hatred of life and death between the Xianxia Sect and the Baolin Zen Temple.

"It should be right, they got the jade bone of the Bodhisattva." Cui Heng looked at Liu Yiyun with a slight head and smiled. "I said I would take you to kill the monk in Baolin Zen Temple before, but he didn't expect that he would come to the door by himself before I went."

"Please fight, I'll do it!" Liu Yiyun's eyes were firm and said solemnly, "The Grand Master, the divine realm of the Xianxia Sword Technique is much stronger than that of the ordinary divine realm. I have the fairy sword left by the Master, so I should be able to fight this monk."

"Xianxia Sword Art" is derived from the method of cultivating immortals. Compared with martial arts, it is actually more like a simplified version of the method of cultivating immortals. It will undergo a qualitative change at the realm equivalent to the seventh level of Qi refining, and its strength will increase greatly, which is far stronger than the divine realm at the end of the mortal world.

For example, the "Divine Realm" of the Xianxia Sect can be regarded as a divine realm with the power of human immortals, that is, a weakened version of human immortals.

If you hold the immortal sword left by Jiang Qiqi, you will indeed have hope of surpassing the vast majority of ordinary human immortals and arhats.

But the monk who came to Changfengzhou Prefecture now is not an ordinary arhat.

He swallowed the bodhisattva-level chicken bones, not only refined the golden body of the arhat, but also borrowed the Buddha power contained in the bone to touch the threshold of the bodhisattva realm in a short period of time.

With Liu Yiyun's current cultivation level, he is still unable to cope with that level of power.

What's more, this is a treasure chest monster!

Although Cui Heng understood Liu Yiyun's mood of wanting to kill the monk in Baolin Zen Temple, the treasure chest monster cannot be used to others.

This is a major event related to one's own practice.

"No need." Cui Heng refused Liu Yiyun's request for battle and shook his head, "This monk is a bit special. He can use the power of the Bodhisattva realm in a short period of time, which is quite dangerous for you now."

"Bodhisattva realm..." Liu Yiyun was stunned when she heard this, then nodded and saluted respectfully, "Thank you for the reminder of the Grand Master, it was the disciple who was a little anxious."

At the same time, she also made a secret decision in her heart that she must practice harder in the future and strive to enter the realm of a human being as soon as possible.

At that time, with the immortal sword in your hand, there will be hope to surpass the Bodhisattva realm of monks.

"Don't be discouraged." Cui Heng smiled, "I'll take you to see how this monk fights later, which can be regarded as laying the foundation for you to find trouble for those monks in the future."

"Take me to see?" Liu Yiyun looked at Cui Heng in confusion and said in confusion, "Master Master, is there anyone else going to deal with that monk?"

"It's not someone else." Cui Heng smiled, and his thoughts broke a hair and fell into his palm. "It will fight with the monk later."

"Ah?" Liu Yiyun became even more confused, "Hair?"

How to fight someone with a hair?

...

Over Changfeng Prefecture City.

Golden lotus bloomed out of thin air.

A young monk in white dress stepped on a golden lotus and came from the West.

He looks less than twenty years old, with compassionate and peaceful eyebrows and Zen-like spirit.

It is Monk Dufa.

His flight speed is not fast.

After entering the territory of Changfengzhou Prefecture, it took another half an hour to arrive above Changfengzhou Prefecture.

In fact, strictly speaking, the method of ferry is not about flying, it is just about rushing in the sky.

After all, the Arhat is only equivalent to the eighth level of Qi refining, and the magical and powerful Buddha power are far less powerful than magic power, so naturally it is impossible to have such a clever flying method.

He ran in the sky by concentrating the power of Buddha under his feet, achieving a purpose similar to flying.

Very simple and crude.

However, Buddhism has a more elegant name for this method of flying.

It is called the golden lotus growing step by step.

At this time, Monk Dufa stepped on the "Golden Lotus" and stood above Changfeng Prefecture City.

He looked down below, his eyes swept across the city, and he immediately frowned.

"No one worships the Buddha in thousands of households. It is a place of great sin. Cui Heng, the governor of this state, cannot escape the blame. spanstyle> Valley/spanstyle>

"Well? There are people here who spread Taoism, which is really hateful! This person seems to be Zhang Shuming, the head of the Taoist Palace, who happened to make you die here."

Then, the monk Dufa clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name with a loud voice.

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha's name resounded through the world like thunder, and most of the people in Changfeng Prefecture heard it.

Countless people looked up at the sky.

I saw golden lotus blooming, and a strange fragrance came to my nose.

Above the sky, a monk in white clothes was standing, full of compassion, as if he was a Arhat from the Pure Land.

This made the people involuntarily want to kneel on the ground and worship him.

"The bold demon monk dares to openly bewitch people's hearts!"

Zhang Shuming, who was promoting the Taoist classics, discovered an abnormal situation in the sky.

He immediately shouted loudly, sobering up many people.

"The demon path should be punished!" Monk Dufa frowned, raised his right hand directly, pinched it into a fist mark, and smashed it downwards.

As soon as he punched, layers of golden phantoms appeared around his fist, turning into a giant golden fist covering a radius of hundreds of feet.

Immediately afterwards, a feeling of glass appeared on the giant golden fist, not stained with dust, pure and flawless, as if to purify all sins in the world.

At the same time, behind Monk Dufa, there were towering mountain illusions, with countless treasure temples and Buddhist temples on it, just like a pure land outside the world.

Rumble!

The void made a deafening explosion.

The violent air flows to form a strong wind.

It roared and roared, sweeping from the sky to the ground.

Trees are falling from place to place, and houses are shaking, as if they are about to collapse at any time.

Many ordinary people on the ground feel that they are already unable to stand firm.

I can only hold on to the things around me.

The monk Dufa's punch fell from the sky, and it was as powerful as the Buddha's anger to purify the world.

And all these scenes are just afterthoughts.

The pure fist with the glaze of glass was the target of attacking Zhang Shuming, including everything within a hundred feet of radius around him.

After this punch, no matter Zhang Shuming, the people, buildings around him, and other things, they would be smashed hard in an instant!

Obviously, when Monk Dufa took action, he did not consider whether it would hurt innocent people at all.

"Is this bald donkey crazy?" Zhang Shuming gritted his teeth.

He was not worried about himself and the people around him.

This is Changfeng Prefecture City, with the Heavenly Lord in charge.

Can an Arhat still turn the world?
To be continued...