Seeing that Qin Shu was silent, the Luohan sitting on a deer sighed softly: "The ancient times have passed away, why should the donor be so obsessed with the past?"

Qin Shu suddenly said: "Then the Western Wasteland Zen Sect also has an Arhat sitting in charge? Subdue the dragon or subdue the tiger?"

Even the self-proclaimed Arhat Sitting on a Deer was slightly startled by the jumping nature of Qin Shu's topic, and then he smiled and said, "It's Senior Brother Fuhu."

"Fuhu? Jianglong isn't here?" Qin Shu glanced at Arhat Sitting on a Deer.

The Sitting Deer Arhat smiled and did not answer, but said: "Senior Brother Fuhu sent a message to me that day, informing me of the existence of the benefactor and saying that the benefactor is destined to my Buddhist clan."

"If the donor can take refuge in my family of Buddhas, not to mention the status of Arhat, it will be the status of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and I, the Buddha, can also agree!"

This Luohan sitting on a deer actually wooed Qin Shu.

"Convert? Yes!" Qin Shu was not angry and said with a smile: "How about asking your Sakyamuni to give up the position of Buddha to me, and I reluctantly agree to convert?"

The voice of the Arhat Sitting on a Deer was slightly stagnant, and his Buddha eyes were filled with Buddha light: "Amitabha, the donor is joking."

Qin Shu curled his lips, "You know how to joke, but why do you talk so much nonsense?"

"Amitabha!" The Arhat Sitting on a Deer shouted the Buddha's name like this, "Then we can only ask the poor monk to ask the donor to come to my clan!"

Before he finished speaking, a giant hand holding up the sky emerged from the Buddha's light and came towards Qin Shu to suppress him.

Wherever he passed, there was no smoke or smoke, not even the slightest hint of coercion.

This is the difference between immortals and practitioners. At this point, the energy is almost used to the extreme.

"You are more courageous than your senior brother Fuhu. Last time you saw me in front of the Bronze Palace, you ran away."

Qin Shu smiled faintly and struck out with the same palm. There was an ancient tripod the size of a rice grain rising and falling in his palm.

"Boom!" Two disproportionate palms collided, and after a loud bang that resounded throughout the world, an unparalleled wave of air swept across the entire Jade Emperor Summit.

Many monks who were unable to dodge were hit by such a wave of air and exploded, turning into a pile of flesh and blood that splashed out.

Even though Wu Ying flew so far, he was also blown away by the air waves. He was shocked and uncertain. Is this the strength of the realm above the ascension?

She didn't dare to think that if she hadn't listened to Qin Shu and still stayed on the Jade Emperor's Peak, would she have been able to withstand this wave of air that could tear everything apart?

The aftermath was so terrifying. In the field, a black line emerged around the collision of the two palms. It was the gap in the space that was torn apart.

"Crack!" At first it was a short black line, and with a sound like a mirror breaking, black gaps were like spider webs, covering the void above the two palms.

Immediately, pieces of space debris fell, and black lines and gaps appeared wherever they passed.

The endless spatial force wind formed in the dark outer void and raged on the top of the Jade Emperor.

The Arhat Sitting on a Deer had a pair of Buddha eyes that were uncertain, and he was about to withdraw his giant palm with a roaring sound.

"Want to leave? Have you asked me?" Qin Shu chuckled, and in his eyes, endless obscure lines appeared. In the palm of his palm, the Wuxu Ancient Cauldron expanded in the wind and turned into a huge ancient cauldron, buzzing.

Go towards the giant palm of Buddha's light to suppress it.

"If I say I'll cut off your minions, I'll cut off your minions!" Qin Shu shouted, "Wind blade, kill!"

With the shouts, the originally aimless wind in the space around him seemed to be endowed with spiritual wisdom, forming one by one, the wind blades strangled towards the giant palm of Buddha's light.

There was finally a slight fluctuation in the eyes of the Arhat Sitting on a Deer. Although he was an Arhat with a golden body, the strong wind containing the power of space could break through his golden body.

Unless he can break through to Da Luo Jinxian like Fu Hu and Jiang Long, the two leaders of the Eighteen Arhats, then his golden body will be truly indestructible and invulnerable to fire and water.

"The Bell of the Immovable King!" Sitting Deer Arhat pinched the Buddha's seal with his other palm. Following a burst of chanting, a faint inscription appeared on the giant Buddha's light palm.

The moment such an inscription appeared, the Buddha's light on the giant palm almost turned into reality. Those spatial wind blades "ding-dang-dang-dang" hit the giant palm, leaving only white marks, leaving the giant palm unscathed.

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Qin Shu's eyes moved slightly, but his face did not change at all. Although he looked down on immortals, if immortals could be hurt so easily, wouldn't cultivation become a joke?

"Condensation!"

As soon as Qin Shu spoke, the endless space steel wind blade roared towards him, forming a huge spear.

As soon as the spear was formed, it slashed towards the giant palm. The speed was so fast that Sitting Deer Arhat only had time to change his expression.

"Tsk!" The spear fell, and the inscriptions on the giant palm melted like snow meeting the sun. In just an instant, the giant palm was cut off.

A muffled groan came from the giant shadow of Buddha's light. As the golden palm was cut off, the originally strong Buddha's light dimmed slightly.

Before the cut off giant palm fell to the ground, it was swallowed up by the ancient cauldron of Wuxu. The ancient cauldron vibrated, apparently suppressing the giant palm.

As if knowing that he could not find the golden Buddha's hand, the Buddha's light surged at the broken wrist of his arm, and in an instant, a giant hand grew back.

It's just that the newly grown giant hand is no longer golden, but closer to flesh color, but the skin is more bronze.

"Donor, you've passed!" The golden body was broken, and the tone of the Arhat Sitting on a Deer also contained anger. The golden body is as important to the Buddhists as the golden elixir for human practitioners.

If the power of the golden body of that giant palm wants to be re-condensed, it will take a lot of incense power. If someone from the Buddhist clan challenges him during this period, he may even lose his Arhat status and be demoted to a venerable or even a messenger.

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Qin Shu ignored him, was that too much? Who was more outrageous by invading the place where the human race was enshrined in Zen?

With one move with one hand, the spear condensed by the strong wind in the space was instantly in his hand, and then he threw it fiercely, aiming directly at the eyebrows of the giant shadow of Buddha's light.

"Hmph!" Seeing Qin Shu take action again, Sitting Deer Arhat snorted coldly, and immediately made seals with his hands like lightning.

"Om!" The obscure Buddhist words were spoken, causing the entire golden body of the Arhat Sitting on a Deer to boil with light.

Immediately, an astonishing Buddha's light shot out from the golden body, from the center of the eyebrows, the mouth, and the eyes, and immediately fluctuated the entire space of the Jade Emperor.

Qin Shu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he read the six-character mantra of the Buddhist clan.

Just like the nine-character mantra of the Tao clan, in the past, the Buddha Sakyamuni attained enlightenment under the Bodhi tree and obtained the six-character mantra.

Om, ma, na, ba,??, hum.

Every word has unpredictable power, just like the "Om" mantra used by Sitting Deer Arhat now, which targets the power of the soul.

But, soul?

Qin Shu sneered, feeling the pressure coming from all directions, and then closed his eyes tightly.

Seeing this, the Arhat Sitting on a Deer showed a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. This word "Om" is aimed at the soul. Do you think it's enough to just close your eyes?
Chapter completed!