"Xihuang Zen Sect?" Qin Shu sneered, "I will go to that place, but first I might as well chop off a few of his overstretched claws."

The old monk's eyes narrowed slightly, "The donor really wants to go against my holy land, the Xihuang Zen Sect?"

"Against it? You think too highly of you!" Qin Shu rose into the air, alerting the monks from Xiaoleiyin Temple who came out.

"The Formation of Ten Thousand Buddhas!" The old monk shouted the Buddha's name, and soon the monks were sitting cross-legged one by one, holding Buddha beads in their hands, and chanting sutras continuously.

However, within a few breaths, "卍" characters emerged from the bodies of these monks, and then merged in mid-air, turning into a huge golden "卍" character.

The moment the word "卍" was formed, it was as if it possessed spiritual intelligence and was suppressed by Qin Shu and Wu Ying.

The whistling sound and the sound of breaking the sky sounded at the same time on the top of the Jade Emperor, shaking the world.

"That's fine, my Little Leiyin Temple has not taken action for many years, and everyone in the world has almost forgotten my reputation as a Little Leiyin Temple!"

"Let the world once again remember the Buddhism of the past!"

The old monk yelled like this. After the Qin Emperor violently killed Taishan and enshrined him, Xiaoleiyin Temple was ordered to be established here. Later in the Han, Tang, and Ming Dynasties, when the human race started fighting again, Xiaoleiyin Temple contributed a lot to suppress it.

Qin Shu made a move with one hand, and a spear of spiritual energy was condensed out. Other than that, there was no spiritual energy fluctuation in his whole body.

"Stupid!" The old monk sneered in his heart. This Ten Thousand Buddha Array, the holy land of Zen Buddhism, is so powerful that even he would not dare to be so powerful.

The spear was like a spear in Qin Shu's hands, piercing the suppressed "Swastika" in the air.

"Boom!" A loud noise sounded the moment the two collided, shaking the world and even Dai City heard it. Some monks were curious and were galloping over.

The Buddha's light above the word "卍" has not weakened at all, but the spear is still squeezed and bent to almost 90 degrees. If it were not formed by the condensation of spiritual power, it would have collapsed at this moment.

This scene was not at all what the old monk expected. With a wave of his cassock, the chanting of the monks below became louder, and the faint Buddha light of the "卍" character became even louder.

Qin Shu's dark eyes reflected the huge Buddhist "卍" character, and he shouted softly: "Broken!"

On the tip of the spear, a cold light flashed, and the extremely powerful "卍" character trembled in an instant. Under the horrified gaze of the old monk, it broke into pieces and fell to the ground.

"Poof!" The word "卍" was broken, and those monks felt like they had been hit hard, coughing blood, and the neat formation instantly fell into pieces.

The old monk is worthy of being the abbot of Xiaoleiyin Temple. The moment he was frightened, he felt a murderous intention in his heart. This man is so gifted and powerful, and he hates me so much that he cannot be allowed to stay!

With this thought in mind, the old monk disappeared in a flash.

"Prajna Palm!" Just when everyone was attracted by the scattering Buddha's light, the old monk struck directly in front of Qin Shu like lightning, and blasted out a palm with rich spiritual energy, and a slightly fierce explosion suddenly exploded in the world.

"Bang!" A dull collision sounded, and the old monk's stern expression stiffened slightly, and the slap he fired stopped just an inch in front of Qin Shu.

A spear penetrated the old monk's chest, and blood continued to fall from the spear tip to the ground. The ticking sound was extremely harsh in the silent field.

"The abbot...the abbot has been killed!" A scream pierced the night sky, causing those Daicheng practitioners who had just arrived to pause in their steps. They looked at the familiar figure in the sky and were suddenly horrified.

"It's that existence, he's coming to Mount Tai!"

"Let's go back quickly!"

Before these practitioners could stand firm, they quickly moved away without looking back, for fear that Qin Shu would look over.

Since that day when the founder of Liuli appeared in Dai City, the entire clan was wiped out, and the city lord's palace was also uprooted. Various opinions in the cultivation circles of Dai City have not stopped until now.

Some people say that the enemies of Liuli's ancestors came here.

Some people also say that this is someone who covets the Liuli clan's treasure and seizes the treasure to exterminate the clan.

No matter what kind of remarks, everyone knew that it was Qin Shu's handiwork.

Qin Shu ignored those glances, his spear shook slightly, and with a "boom", the abbot of Xiaoleiyin Temple, who was pierced through, exploded.

Blood rain flew all over the sky, and a golden light rushed through the blood rain and rushed straight into Xiaoleiyin Temple.

"Buddha, save me!" A voice filled with sadness and fear resounded, and then the entire Xiaoleiyin Temple was enveloped in Buddha light, and lines of Sanskrit lines appeared all over the Xiaoleiyin Temple.

The Buddha's light swims throughout the lines, and wherever it passes, even the space is distorted.

Qin Shu looked at this scene with cold eyes, and the spear in his hand shone with cold light. He knew that a distracted old man would not have the guts to build a temple on top of the Jade Emperor in Mount Tai.

Now the real owner has come out.

The Buddha's light formed a line of light and shadow within a few breaths, illuminating the night sky, but the light and shadow could not clearly see faces, and even men and women could not be seen clearly.

"Buddhas always hide their heads and show their tails like this." Qin Shu whispered, raised one hand, and pierced the void with his spear. The next moment, he came directly in front of the giant shadow of Buddha's light and stabbed it out fiercely.

"Ding!" A crisp metallic sound sounded, the light of the spear dimmed, and the giant shadow of the Buddha's light was stabbed with a small hole.

"Amitabha! Donor, it's polite for Arhat to sit on a deer." He heard the Buddha's name, and there was an astonishing Buddha's light rising and falling in the eyes of the light and shadow.

"Arhat?" Qin Shu was surprised and immediately sneered: "No wonder you dare to occupy the Jade Emperor's Peak. It turns out that an Arhat is sitting in the temple."

"If I kill you, your Buddhist clan's Eighteen Arhat Formation will probably be lost forever..."

Qin Shu's words were full of murderous intent.

"The poor monk passed away, and there will be successors in our clan. I am the Buddha, and all the Arhats and Bodhisattvas are here!" The Arhat sitting on a deer spoke calmly, and his pair of Buddha eyes opened and closed, tearing up the space.

"Really?!" Qin Shu took a breath and turned his head to look at Wu Ying, "Back away."

Wu Ying was shocked in her heart. This was the first time she saw Qin Shu so solemnly telling her to stay away, "Sir, is he very strong?"

"Strong? No, it's just a fairy ant." Qin Shu grinned, revealing his white teeth, "Among the Eighteen Arhats, except for subduing dragons and subduing tigers, they are all fairy ants."

Seeing that Wu Ying was getting more worried, Qin Shu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm just worried that you won't be able to withstand the aftermath of the battle."

Wu Ying retreated far away without saying a word, and finally stopped when she could still see a small black dot. She said nothing more for fear of distracting Qin Shu.

Arhat Sitting on a Deer didn't stop him either, but he was just a Nascent Soul, so he couldn't be made to look sideways and take action.

The important thing is the young man in front of him who exudes the aura of golden elixir, but it is enough to make him dignified.

After a long while, Luohan Sitting on a Deer suddenly spoke: "Are you the strong human being who walked out of the Ancient Bronze Palace?"
Chapter completed!