Venerable Chengyuan's cultivation level is at the peak of the middle stage of Yuanying, and is only one step away from the late stage of Yuanying.
At this moment, he suddenly possesses a powerful strength comparable to that of a great monk!
This secret technique is actually a method of causing two wounds. When the duration of the secret technique ends, Master Chengyuan will have to practice quietly for decades to make up for the shortfall.
But he still used this technique without hesitation.
The opponent has two masters of the same level.
Foreign aid could not arrive in time.
The main function of the temple-protecting spiritual formation is to resist foreign enemies. Now that the enemy has succeeded, they will definitely escape with all their heart, and the restrictive power of the spiritual formation will be greatly reduced.
The relic was transformed by the failure of Patriarch Hongyi's breakthrough. It is easy to think of the role of this treasure.
Venerable Chengyuan has been trapped in the bottleneck of the late Nascent Soul for many years and has never been able to find out the way. The significance of the relic to him is self-evident and cannot be missed.
Even if you pay a huge price, you won’t hesitate!
The Venerable Chengyuan is a highly attained monk, and it is common for him to sit in meditation hall for decades. The firmness of his mind is the highest quality in the world, and few external things can cause waves in his thoughts.
At this moment, Venerable Chengyuan's face was filled with murderous intent and his eyes were like daggers.
The relics are related to the struggle for the great road.
Once you miss it, your life may end here forever.
When a monk encounters such an opportunity, he will fight to the death without reservation!
Qin Sang's mind moved away from the relic and landed on Venerable Chengyuan. Sensing the change in Venerable Chengyuan's aura, his eyes sank slightly, knowing that he had encountered a strong enemy.
‘Whoosh!’
The phoenix wings flapped rapidly, and Qin Sang's movements turned into a bolt of lightning, flying out of the pagoda forest in an instant and escaping outside the temple.
Although his escape speed is fast, it is not as fast as Venerable Chengyuan's movement with the help of the spiritual formation.
As soon as he crossed the large bamboo forest on the mountain behind Zhulan Temple, Qin Sang saw the void vibrating in front of him, and the figure of Venerable Chengyuan appeared out of thin air, blocking the front as if teleporting.
Before the figure of Venerable Chengyuan was completely solidified, a flash of sword light suddenly burst out.
The light of the sword arose from the heart of Venerable Chengyuan.
The knife is only four fingers long, shaped like a bird feather, and as light as gauze.
This is the Jie Dao!
It is also the natal magic weapon of Venerable Chengyuan.
Jie Dao.
The Knife of Commandment.
In the hands of Venerable Chengyuan, it is an out-and-out murderous weapon.
Sitting on the cliff and meditating calmly, Venerable Chengyuan's hands were not stained with blood for a long time, and the sword was sheathed. Like an evil tiger entering the cage, the murderous nature has not been eliminated. The murderous intention in Venerable Chengyuan's heart has been integrated into the intention of the sword, and it has been warmed and nourished all year round.
Once it is unsheathed, the sword will split into pieces.
The murderous spirit is everywhere, and the sad wind is all over the road!
Qin Sang's field of vision was completely occupied by this sword, and the sun seemed to be split in half.
This is late autumn.
Affected by the sword's intention, the surrounding area became even more chilly, as if it was the dead of winter.
"It's not a fake spiritual treasure."
Qin Sang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked calm.
Sensing the aura of the Jie Dao, he judged that this treasure was a top-quality magic weapon.
I wonder if this is a special advantage of Buddhist practice.
Qin Sang noticed that many Buddhist cultivators in the Western Desert had stronger spiritual consciousness than monks of the same level.
Not surprisingly, Venerable Chengyuan's spiritual consciousness has reached the state of transformation and he can practice the "Yuan Sacrifice Technique", but the power of the sword is still in the category of magic weapons.
It can be seen from this that the secret technique of warming and nourishing pseudo-spiritual treasures such as the "Yuan Sacrifice Technique" is not popular in Zhongzhou, at least not everyone in the Western Desert is aware of it.
After the last encounter with the Eight Views monk, Qin Sang thought that, except for the Sun God Tree, his other magic weapons would not have much advantage in Zhongzhou, so he overestimated the strength of Venerable Chengyuan as much as possible and did not act rashly.
Of course, it is also possible that Venerable Chengyuan is focused on breakthroughs and does not want to be distracted by external things. It takes a lot of effort to practice the "Yuan Sacrifice Technique".
Monks still focus on their realm, so this time is better spent looking for opportunities for breakthrough.
In any case, there are no fake spiritual treasures. Even if Venerable Chengyuan is a real great monk, Qin Sang will not be afraid, let alone one who was forcibly promoted.
"Good sword skills!"
Qin Sang shouted, and the demon flags in front of him made a sound.
The sword light shot out quickly, and Qin Sang was locked by the sword.
Although it is only a top-quality magic weapon, Venerable Chengyuan has been cultivating the sword's intention for countless years. The sword is unsheathed for the first time. Its power is by no means ordinary and should not be underestimated.
If it were any other monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, it would be possible for his body to be split open by a knife if he were not careful.
There was a sharp pain between Qin Sang's eyebrows, and he had the illusion that he was about to be split in half.
He didn't look flustered, the light escape suddenly stopped, and the demonic fire came out of his hand!
The black demonic fire turned into a black cloud, and wherever the flames filled the mountains, rocks, and bamboo forests, they turned into flying ash. The demonic fire suddenly retracted and turned into a flaming dragon, with its head soaring into the sky, and rushed towards Jie Dao!
Storm has been traveling for decades, almost all of which was spent practicing the "Golden Lotus of Fire". Qin Sang's spiritual consciousness greatly increased, and the fire lotus refined more demonic fires. The number of demonic fires controlled by the fire lotus naturally increased, and its power increased.
A rising tide lifts all boats.
Sensing the momentum of the Demonic Flame Dragon, Master Chengyuan felt awe-inspiring in his heart.
‘Whoosh!’
The sword light struck into the body of the Demonic Flame Dragon, piercing its head straight through its abdomen.
The thin sword is extremely sharp.
The upper part of the Demonic Flame Dragon was cut open and the tail was connected, turning into a two-headed black python.
But when the Jie Dao split the demonic fire, most of the sword's intention was eliminated. Qin Sang flapped his wings and at the same time formed the Lotus Seal in his heart and turned sideways to avoid it.
"Pseudo Lingbao!"
Venerable Chengyuan whispered, his fingers like wheels, and he quickly formed a mudra.
In an instant, there was a storm on the top of the mountain.
Thousands of golden lights descended from the spiritual formation protecting the temple.
As the saying goes, soldiers are more valuable than speed.
If the monks of Zhulan Temple can form an array in time, jointly control the spiritual array to protect the temple, and reinforce Venerable Chengyuan, the pressure on Qin Sang will be greatly increased.
However, it has only been a blink of an eye since Qin Sang and Liuli took action. Just now, the monks of Zhulan Temple were scattered throughout the temple, doing their own things. Even though they were well-trained, they could not match the speed of the Yuanying monks.
Some of the disciples responsible for guarding the spiritual formation could only maintain the basic defensive capabilities of the spiritual formation, forming a golden mask covering Zhulan Temple, but the speed of changing the formation was far from keeping up with the battle situation.
The monks knew that the situation was critical, and they all rushed to the back mountain with anger on their faces.
For the time being, Venerable Chengyuan had no choice but to focus on two tasks and take charge of the formation himself.
Qin Sang raised his head and took a look, his eyes were filled with bright golden light, and golden rain fell from the sky, like light on his back, hurriedly urging the wish-fulfilling orbs in his body, activating the Gangshield to protect his body.
At the same time, the seal changed, and the demonic fire rose into the sky and turned into a black cloud, blocking the top.
'Brush! Brush! Brush!'
The golden light is like an arrow, covering the sky and the earth.
The flames kept jumping in the black clouds, faintly scattered.
Venerable Chengyuan refused to give up. He trembled with his sword and was about to cut again when he suddenly heard two strange sounds of "hum ha", which shook his soul.
"Little tricks!"
There was blood on Venerable Chengyuan's withered face, and he opened his mouth to shout angrily. The bell inside his body kept ringing, and the shadow of the bell outside his body flashed, but the scope was much smaller than before, only covering his head, shaking frequently.
He knew that Qin Sang's spiritual consciousness was powerful and he was the only powerful enemy he had ever seen in his life, so he naturally had to be on guard against this magical power that attacked his soul.
This copper bell is a treasure of defense. It can not only protect the body, but the sound of the bell also has special power, which can protect the soul.
The sound of the bell dispersed the sound of humming, and the power of the soul-catching mantra was greatly weakened. Moreover, Venerable Chengyuan's spiritual consciousness was already powerful, so the damage suffered was minimal.
Qin Sang also didn't expect to seriously injure Master Chengyuan with the "Mantra to Capture Souls".
His purpose is to create opportunities for Liuli!
At the same time that Venerable Chengyuan's soul was under attack, Liuliye had arrived and used his old trick again. The divine light of ice soul spread quietly to Venerable Chengyuan's body and suddenly broke out.
Unfortunately, the opponent is also a top warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles, so it is difficult for the same trick to work again.
Venerable Chengyuan knew Liuli's movements, got rid of the Soul-Captivating Mantra, and immediately moved away. As expected, the divine light of ice soul came out of nowhere.
Qin Sang's eyes flashed.
He has studied the temple-protecting spiritual formation of Zhulan Temple for many years, and his efforts were not in vain.
With the help of the magical power of the Heavenly Eye, he could sense the changes in the spiritual formation's energy and judge the approximate range of the movement of Master Chengyuan. He immediately commanded the demonic fire, changed its direction, and rushed into the empty void.
The opportunity is fleeting, so this judgment will inevitably be biased, and the magic fire will be scattered and the power will be insufficient.
Venerable Chengyuan appeared on the edge covered by the demonic fire. He slashed dozens of swords around his body with his sword. The sword energy bloomed like a lotus and drove away the demonic fire that was close to him.
At the same time, Venerable Chengyuan recited the name of the Buddha and touched the ground with one hand, and a golden ring suddenly appeared on the ground.
The location where the golden ring appeared happened to be under Qin Sang.
This was the only way that Venerable Chengyuan thought of leaving the relic after seeing Qin Sang's strength. He secretly gathered most of the power of the temple-protecting spiritual array here and set a trap.
Once entangled by the golden ring, Qin Sang would be trapped in a cage, and it would take a lot of trouble to escape. By then, reinforcements had arrived, and masters from various temples worked together to block the two thieves in the Zhulan Temple and catch turtles in the urn.
The golden ring soared into the sky like lightning.
Qin Sang seemed to be at a loss what to do and frowned tightly.
Venerable Chengyuan tilted the blade of the sword slightly, but aimed it at Liuli to prevent the Taoist nun from rescuing people. At the same time, he activated the spiritual formation with all his strength to imprison Qin Sang.
At this moment, a cold light suddenly shot into the sky where Liuli was.
Venerable Chengyuan caught a glimpse of a strange-looking seal from the corner of his eye, and his heart skipped a beat.
"Roar!"
The cold sun is high and the tan snake is resurrected.
The roar resounded throughout the oasis. When the mortals who were worshiping devoutly heard the roar, they looked at the sky with horror on their faces. They saw a terrifying monster appearing in the sky. It opened its teeth and claws and tore apart the golden clouds with a fierce look.
The Buddha disappeared in Jinxiali and seemed to have been eaten alive by a monster.
Everyone shed tears and sobbed and howled.
The Four Riders Snake Seal was given to Liuli, and after many years of sacrifice, she has been recognized as the master.
Liuli's cultivation level is not as good as Tong Lingyu's, but in her hands, the power of the Lingbao seems to be stronger, and Liuli doesn't show any difficulty.
This is the biggest difference between Lingbao Recognition and "Tongbao Jue".
'Wow!'
The tan snake swooped down.
"True spiritual treasure!"
Venerable Chengyuan could no longer maintain his composure, his mind was greatly shaken, and he cried out in surprise.
Real spiritual treasures are rarely seen in Zhongzhou.
Because it is extremely difficult to refine a spiritual treasure, even if someone goes through great pains to refine the natal spiritual treasure to the level of a spiritual treasure, after the owner dies, the spirit of the spiritual treasure will die and fall back to a magic weapon, unable to be passed on.
Where did this pair of evil stars come from?
A mysterious magical power, a royal treasure.
An escape technique, his spiritual consciousness is no weaker than that of a great monk, and he holds a fake spiritual treasure in his hand.
Such people are rare even in the top sects in the Central Plains. When will these two top masters appear in the world of immortality?
The tan snake is fierce, and the cold flames hit your face.
Lord Chengyuan couldn't care less about Qin Sang, so he quickly moved to another place to avoid his sharp edge.
Unexpectedly, Tan Snake's direction suddenly changed, and instead of rescuing Qin Sang, she joined forces with Demon Fire, and rushed towards the light shield covering the sky under countless horrified eyes.
'boom!'
The golden light reaches the sky.
The mountains are about to collapse.
The big lake in the oasis set off huge waves that had never been seen before.
Cold flames and demonic fires cover the sky and the earth, and the boundless flames are indistinguishable from each other.
The monk who controlled the spiritual formation was still following the will of Lord Chengyuan, concentrating on using the golden ring and imprisoning Qin Sang, so how could he react.
Watching helplessly, a crack opened in the temple-protecting spiritual array from the inside.
At the same time, the golden ring was scattered due to the vibration of the spiritual formation, and flaws appeared.
Qin Sang took the opportunity to escape.
Suddenly, there was loud shouting outside the temple.
"Senior Brother Chengyuan, Kongyu is here to help you!"
The sound rolled in, from far to near.
Venerable Kongyu.
The eminent monk of Luoluo Temple, one of the Seven Stars in the Vast Sea, is a master of the mid-stage Nascent Soul.
The name Luoluo Temple is a bit strange. It is named after Luoluo tree, a unique spiritual tree in Hanhai.
Zhulan Temple is in the east of this oasis, Luoluo Temple is in the east of Zhulan Temple, adjacent to Zhulan Temple, and is the closest among the six major temples.
Venerable Kongyu was indeed the first to arrive.
The sound is driven by true energy, like thunder piercing the ears.
The next moment, an old monk wearing cassocks appeared in the sky above Zhulan Temple.
Venerable Kongyu held the purple gold alms bowl in his left hand. His eyes were like lightning. He saw the cracked light shield at a glance. With a flick of his wrist, he used the alms bowl to plug the crack.
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind came from the diagonal thrust, it was the Jin Shen Sword.
From the beginning to the end, Qin Sang's incarnation has been guarding outside the temple. First, he is blocking reinforcements to prevent them from arriving too quickly. Second, he is ready to cooperate with others inside and outside at any time to break the formation.
The process of capturing the treasure went smoother than expected.
Qin Sang hasn't used the Sun God Tree yet.
There is another one outside!
When the monks of Zhulan Temple saw Venerable Kongyu coming to help, their hopes were dashed as soon as they were ignited.
Venerable Chengyuan even laughed angrily.
Three mid-stage Nascent Soul masters are making a fuss around the small Zhulan Temple. I really don't know whether to be angry or feel honored.
‘Whoosh!’
The sword energy is approaching.
Venerable Kongyu did not expect that there was a powerful enemy lurking outside the temple. He was startled and hurriedly turned the alms bowl, aiming the mouth of the bowl at the sword energy, emitting a purple-gold mysterious light.
With a 'thud' sound, the sword light was swallowed up by the purple-gold mysterious light, and the force of the Jinchen Sword was blocked. Venerable Kongyu's figure trembled and moved hundreds of feet.
Although he was not injured, he was unable to stop the enemies in Zhulan Temple.
'Whizzing!'
Two figures flashed out of the crack.
…
Beyond the oasis.
The vast sea of sand.
Several bodhi trees stand alone in the yellow sand, providing some shade for the monks coming and going.
At this time, a person was sitting cross-legged under the Bodhi tree.
This man wears a bamboo hat to cover his face, but he is dressed in heavenly clothes and wearing a necklace, making him look like a living Bodhisattva, none other than the famous Moonlight Bodhisattva.
A group of monks stood around.
Seeing the bold attire of Moonlight Bodhisattva, the young monks all had fire in their eyes.
Chengzhen, Guanhui and other venerables were able to ignore it, spit and focus on debating the meaning of the scriptures.
It's getting intense.
Venerable Chengzhen suddenly shut up and lowered his head in surprise. He only heard the jingling sound of the pendant around his waist and split into two halves. When the monks heard the sound, their expressions changed one after another and they were silent.
The temple has changed!
"What, you eminent monks are going to admit defeat now? Then leave all the classics in your temple's scripture collection pavilion."
Moonlight Bodhisattva didn't know why, so he smiled faintly, his voice was ethereal.